Author's Note: Hey readers! So I noticed my first two reviewers pointed out the same thing: Felicity drunk driving. I assure you, this issue will be addressed and is just setting up for a larger story.
Disclaimer: I don't own a daaammmmn thing belonging to Arrow or its characters.
Chapter Two: Do You Smoak?
It was the day after Felicity's accident. Oliver was still wrapping his head around the idea of this remarkable IT genius drunk driving. It just didn't make sense. Felicity was so much smarter than this.
"Oliver, you know I wouldn't-" she started.
"Felicity, I know. But you were-"
"I know." Felicity interrupted, allowing her words to hang in the deafening silence.
"Miss Smoak," Dr. Abell started. "We need to speak about your blood tests prior to the transfusion. Mr. Queen, could you give us the room, please?"
"Of course, Doctor." He nodded before turning to Felicity. "I'm gonna head to the maternity wing, check on Dig and Lyla." Felicity nodded as he placed a kiss on her temple, then left. Felicity sighed.
"Give it to me, doc. I mean the news, not...that. Not that you aren't attractive, but I know what I said came out completely wrong and that's not what I meant, I meant the blood test that's obviously-" she rambled.
"Miss Smoak... do you have a drug problem?"
As Oliver approached Lyla's room, he saw Diggle walking out.
"Hey man, they just fell asleep." He said, referring to Lyla and baby Sara. Oliver nodded.
"How are they?" Oliver asked.
"Good, Lyla is the happiest I've ever seen her. How's Felicity? I was just about to pay her a visit."
"Um, she's okay," Oliver started. "She got off really lucky. Mild concussion, stitches, broken wrist, bumps and bruises, but she's okay."
"That's good news man!" Diggle smiled.
"Yea, but Dig, something isn't right. We know Felicity. This is the same person who called me at 3 in the morning to drive her home because she had too much to drink. She wouldn't -"
"Get behind the wheel drunk." Dig finished for him. "So are you suspecting foul play?"
"I don't know, something is just... off." Oliver replied, deep in thought.
"So maybe we should go see her. Get as much of the story as she remembers." Dig suggested.
"You're right. Let's go, " Oliver replied, before turning on his heel to lead the way.
"Miss Smoak, do you have a drug problem?" Dr. Abell asked seriously. Felicity was caught off guard by the question.
"No, absolutely not!" she quickly retorted. "I've never even done drugs before. I mean, there was that one time during my junior year of college that I had a pot brownie, but-"
"Miss Smoak, we found a strange... substance... in your bloodstream. We have scientists on sight trying to figure out more about it, but if you know what you took, and can tell us, then it'll save a lot of trouble. Look, you are a smart young woman... so intelligent. I know this may be embarrassing for you, but you need to suck up your pride and stop lying to me." Dr. Abell explained. Felicity shook her head vigorously.
"Dr. Abell, with all due respect, I am a lot of things, but a liar isn't one of them." Felicity stated, fighting to keep her calm. How dare he?! "I told you once and I'll say it again, I am not a drug user. Whatever you found in my blood, I suppose you check again."
"Miss Smoak do you get blackout drunk often? " he asked her while picking up his pen and clipboard.
"Oh, you've got to be kidding me!" she growled through clenched teeth, pulling out the saline IV from her arm. She threw her legs over the side of the bed and limped towards the door.
"Where are you going Miss Smoak? You haven't been discharged, you can't leave!" Abell yelled heading for the door as well.
"Oh yeah? Watch me!" she yelled. Abell reached the door before she did and stood in front of it.
"MISS SMOAK YOU NEED TO GET BACK IN YOUR BED AND ANSWER THE GODDAMN QUESTIONS, NOW!" Abell yelled pointing at the bed. "WHAT ARE YOU SMOKING ON SMOAK?!" What the hell is up with this guy? In that instant, as if on cue, Oliver opened the door.
"What the hell is going on in here?" he asked, eyes wide, with Diggle following behind.
"Take me home!" Felicity demanded still glaring at Abell. Abell refused to break eye contact with her and said,
"Miss Smoak is not discharged, so no you cannot take her home." he growled. Oliver cocked his head at Abell, after hearing his tone. Diggle stepped towards Felicity, pulling her back to sit on the bed.
The sight of her spoke volumes to him. She wasn't wearing glasses, (thankfully that morning, Oliver swung by her apartment to get her contacts and clothes). Her usually tamed blonde locks were wild and wavy over her shoulders. She had dark circles under her eyes and her lips were just slightly dry. But what got Diggle's attention the most were her eyes. Her blue eyes were wild with anger, pain, and sadness.
"I'll ask again what the hell is going on here?" Oliver asked looking between Abell and Felicity. "Felicity... what happened?"
"Your genius friend is on drugs, that's what happened!" Abell yelled with a wild look in his eye. Diggle and Oliver locked eyes for half a second, thinking the same thing:
Something wasn't right about him.
"Please, bring me home, Oliver." Felicity said just above a whisper.
"Dr. Abell, I assure you, Felicity will be fine, I'll be bringing her home." Oliver stated.
The drive to Felicity's building was a quiet one. Dig and Oliver walked her upstairs to her apartment. Once inside, Felicity flopped down on the sofa before groaning in pain. Dingle approached first, sitting on the sofa across from her.
"I think we need to talk about what happened last night." He said seriously.
"I- I could've killed someone last night. Or more than one someones, or myself, I can't believe that I was so stupid, I-" she choked out.
"Hey," Oliver started gently. "You know how you always tell me not to make everything my fault?"
"Yeah, but that doesn't apply to me." She retorted quickly.
"Feli-"
"Oliver, please stop trying to justify my actions. I made a mistake, okay? I take full responsibility." Felicity said looking down at the cast on her left arm.
"Let's just be happy that you're alive and well. That's the most important thing: your health." Dig jumped in.
"Yeah, my health and the fact that, thank Google, I didn't kill anyone."
"Felicity, what happened last night?" Oliver asked, sitting next to her. She let out a heavy sigh.
"To be completely honest, I don't remember most of it. We talked, I left and I stopped at the bunker to grab my tablet, but I was so stressed out that I decided to get a drink at Verdant first." She paused for a minute trying to remember, while Oliver and Dig sat patiently. "I saw Thea, she was filling in for a sick bartender and I told her the gist of what we talked about at the hospital."
"How much did you tell her?" Oliver asked, Felicity could see his tension build. Dig, left out of the loop, spoke up:
"What did I miss last night?" he asked looking between them.
"Oliver, relax, I obviously didn't tell her that you're the Arrow." Felicity responded, evading Dig's question as to not embarrass herself. "It's a shame that I even have to tell you that."
"Oh, so ya'll just gonna act like ya'll didn't hear me?" Dig asked, half-jokingly, knowing that he was missing a part of the picture.
"Okay, so you told Thea that we talked, then what?" Oliver asked.
"She made me a few drinks. After the third one, she told me to drink as much as I wanted but that she was going to put me in a cab to make sure I didn't drive. Ironic, isn't it?" Felicity released a humorless laugh.
"The drinks..." Oliver muttered, looking off to the side as if he was deep in thought. "Felicity, how much did you drink last night?"
"Umm, five I think.. I had three shots of tequila, and two of this "Verdantini" that Thea created." she sighed remembering the night before. "I'm kind of a lightweight, but that was not enough for me to be so inebriated that I would make an irrational decision such as driving."
"What are you saying? You think somebody roofied you?" Diggle asked, trying to consider the possibility. Oliver looked to Felicity, awaiting her answer.
"No, not roofied... something else. That thing you guys walked on with Dr. Abell and myself? He was accusing me of being on drugs. He said that they had found a strange substance in my blood stream." Felicity explained.
"Do you think it has anything to do with my blood?" Oliver asked, trying to weigh every possible scenario.
"Wait! You had a blood transfusion?!" Diggle asked.
"No, the blood they tested was prior to the blood transfusion." Felicity responded to Oliver.
"Felicity... do you remember leaving with a guy last night?" Oliver asked, remembering what Bailey told him.
"What? No! Why would you think that?" Felicity asked curiously.
"Bailey said some guy had his arms around your waist." Oliver said, unable to keep that small bit of jealousy out if his voice. Felicity took a moment to think.
"Oh, when I was getting up to leave, some guy put his arms around me and started hitting on me," she said sheepishly. "I used some of the self defense that Dig taught me and I got out of there."
"So you were rational enough to use self defense, but you still managed to get behind the wheel." Dig stated. "Something's not adding up. What happened when you left?"
"I... don't remember." she replied softly, looking into nothingness. She shifted on the couch, and folded her legs under her. Oliver desperately needed to know the rest of the story, but he knew after the night Felicity had, she needed to rest.
"Felicity, just a few more questions for now, and then I want you to get some rest. You had a pretty traumatic night." Oliver said gently, putting an arm around her shoulder.
She felt slightly awkward having his arm there. The second he touched her, her mind flew to his words the night before. How he couldn't be with her and be the Arrow. How he'd admitted to loving her. How he kissed her. And a single tear slid down her cheek. It was too overwhelming to have him so close right now.
"Hey, don't cry," Oliver whispered. "Get some rest. Me and Dig are going to find out what happened last night." That was another thing weighing on her mind. Her feelings were scattered and she felt useless. She'd put lives at risk the night before, including her own. She couldn't remember a single thing between leaving Verdant and waking up to Oliver beside her hospital bed the night before.
It was exhausting her. He was right, she should get some rest. But not before giving every piece of info she could think of from the night before. She needed to make sure her guys had something to go off of. They all knew something odd happened last night.
She moved away from Oliver and while seated, streched out her arms and legs.
"Did you leave your drinks unattended at all?" Oliver asked, trying to get more answers, before he sends her to bed.
"No, of course not. Thea went to mingle when Bailey took over the bar; every drink when straight from Bailey's hands to mine." Felicity answered.
"I think we need to talk with Bailey." Diggle said to Oliver.
"Yeah, and we also need to swing by the hospital and get our hands on Felicity's blood test." Oliver suggested.
"Great, I can meet you guys at the lair and run some tests of my own." Felicity said.
"Actually, I'd rather you sit this one out. You need to get some rest, Felicity." Oliver said, carefully, already knowing she would debate.
"Are you kidding me? This is all happening because of me. I have to help!" she argued.
"You can help by calling your friends at Star Labs. Let them take care of this one." Oliver replied.
"Let's head to the lair now." Dig said to Oliver, he then looked to Felicity. "We can drop off a comm for you and you can follow along from your tablet."
"Fine," she sighed. Oliver pressed a kiss on her forehead before he stood to leave.
"Let us know if you need anything at all. Okay?" He asked, she just nodded in response. "I'll be back in 20 minutes to drop off the comm."
Diggle and Oliver left the apartment with Felicity locking the door behind them. She figured it wouldn't hurt to take a nap until Oliver got back. After all, she was beyond exhausted. She grabbed a blanket from her room and got settled on the couch. Moments later she drifted off.
Felicity woke to someone knocking on the door. Assuming it was Oliver with the comm, she opened it.
"Miss Felicity Smoak, you're under arrest." Captain Lance started, while placing a cuff on her wrist. "You have the right to remain silent..."
So I know this chapter may seem a bit all over the place. But it's all part of a bigger story and it will all make sense soon enough.
Coming Soon: Felicity has been arrested. Plus the Arrow has a chat with Dr. Abell and Bailey.
Please read, review, tell me what you love, tell me what you hate, what you think is going to happen, what you want to happen and so on so forth.
Sidenote: Right now, the only people that know Oliver is the Arrow are Felicity, Dig, Lyla, Barry (who will come up later with Cisco and Caitlyn), and Roy, (who will also be appearing soon). Thea will find out some other time.
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