Okay, I have never had so many views on a story and I cannot believe multiple people asked if I would make this a multi chapter one shot! Thank you guys so much for the unbelievable support, it is appreciated more than I can express. So, I sat down and thought this out and I am not sure how many chapters this is going to be, but I have decided to leave off each chapter in a way that it seems possible for it to end. So, read on and enjoy! This is because you asked!

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Arrow, any of the characters or anything that is or could be afffiliated with Arrow.

Sometimes Things Just Happen

Felicity woke up feeling warm and content in a way that she didn't ever remember being before. It took her a few moments to remember everything that had happened the night before and why she had woken up with one Oliver Queen wrapped around her better than a blanket. He was more or less on top of her, so she wasn't sure how she would get out of bed without waking him. He seemed to be sleeping soundly and comfortably, and Felicity knew that he hadn't had that often since he had gotten back from the island. She glanced over at the clock and saw that it was already 10:30. She couldn't believe they had slept so late. Felicity had a million thoughts running through her mind about last night and Oliver, work, meetings, getting a new laptop and tablet or tracking hers down.

"Go back to sleep, Felicity."
"Oliver. How did you sleep?" Felicity was so nervous, her words came out almost in a stutter.

"Well the fact that I slept at all, says a lot. How did you sleep?"
"Better than ever. You being on top of me felt- I mean sleeping on me. With. With me. And, I...3..2...1. Thank you for staying last night. You really didn't have to."
"Yeah, we're still going to talk about that."

"Talk about what?"
"You not calling me. I should have been the first call you made. Or, okay well the second because calling the cops was probably the best idea."

"I didn't want you thinking I was helpless. That I need you all the time."
"I don't think you are helpless at all, and maybe I want you to need me. I mean, I want you to admit when you need me."
"That's the thing, Oliver, if I were to admit that I needed you I would have to admit that I always need you. That I hate it when you're not around and that's the biggest reason why I spend so much time either at the office or the foundry. Always coming up with some stupid excuse why I need to be there."
"Felicity you don't need an excuse to spend time with me."
"I have gone pretty much my whole life without needing anyone. I didn't have a choice at first, and then it just became the way I lived. It's not easy for me to admit that ever since I met you I, there's just a - . Dammit I love you. And you have to know that. I am not exactly good at hiding how I feel."
"No, you're not."
"So you have known how I felt?"
"Pretty much. I mean, I wasn't sure but I had a pretty good idea."
"And you said nothing. Which means that you obviously -"
"Don't."

"Don't what, Oliver?"
"Don't you dare say that means I don't love you back. I don't wear my heart on my sleeve, Felicity. I am actually pretty good at being cold and distant."
"I've noticed."
"I don't want to feel. Feelings complicate everything and I already have enough complications. But one look at you and I want to spill everything. You were the first person to get a genuine smile out of me when I came back from the island. I took one look at you in your office and heard you ramble and I was gone."
"That was probably one of the most embarrassing days of my life. And that's saying something, trust me."
"It shouldn't be. Because it's one of the best days of mine."
"Why do you do that to yourself? Stop yourself from feeling? Whether you want to admit it or not, Oliver, you're human and we all have feelings. You can try to stop them or shove them down as much as you want, but that won't make them go away. You can only shove them down so far and for so long before they just come bursting out. I have been kidnapped and in car accidents. Arrested for aiding a vigilante, almost had a horrible drug injected into my neck, and almost had a building collapse on me. Last night, my house was broken into."
"Yeah, I know. I know all of those things, Felicity. What are you trying to-"

"I'm trying to explain to you that I am in danger because I help the Arrow. But I'm also in danger because the world can just be a dangerous place sometimes. So whether or not we're together, I am still going to put my life on the line every day because I help the Arrow. So whether or not you admit how you feel doesn't change that."
"I hate that you are in danger. That's why I didn't want to get you involved in the first place."
"Well, it's too late for that and I'm not going anywhere. I will never stop helping you. And I will also never stop loving you, whether you love me back or not."
"I do. Love you, I mean. But I don't know-"
"No, Oliver. No buts about it. For once, just be who you are. Allow yourself to feel and to just be. Just because you are the Arrow doesn't mean that's all you are. You say you can't be both the Arrow and Oliver Queen and that the more you are the Arrow, the more you lose a part of being Oliver Queen. I think that's a load of crap. Because you are both. It's just the sides that you choose to allow people to see. But the people who are close to you, who know all your secrets, we know the difference. I know the difference. I see all of you. Every part. Even the ugly ones that you try to hide from the world."
"Relationships don't really ever work for me."
"There is always going to be a crisis, some big bad out there wanting to take down the Arrow or take down Oliver Queen. And I'm either going to be by your side as the techy side kick or as the executive assistant. Either way, I'm going to be by your side as much as possible."
"I know that. And I know that I wouldn't have come this far without you and Diggle."
"No, you wouldn't have. But I wouldn't have come as far as I have without you. So what do we do here?"

"We feel."

Before Felicity could say anymore, Oliver's mouth was on hers in a hungry kiss that left her breathless. They didn't need to know what the future was going to hold, they just needed to know that the other was going to be there. Eventually they both got up and Oliver made breakfast while Felicity was in the shower. He looked at her broken dining room chair hopelessly, figuring he was just going to have to go out and buy her another one. There wasn't really a possibility for a whole lot of fixing to be done with it at this point. Oliver turned his phone back on and was surprised not to see any messages or voice mails from Isabelle. He called Diggle, who answered on the first ring.

"You ready to explain now?"
"Yeah, but first, thank you. For covering for Felicity and I this morning. I owe you one."
"You made me deal with an angry Isabelle. You owe me five. And an explanation."

Oliver gave a laugh before launching everything that had happened the night before. He told John he had spent the night, but he left out the part about their sleeping arrangements and the kisses they had shared. Although, he knew he was going to have to open up about it eventually, and he had a feeling that John was not going to be surprised about the new development in his and Felicity's relationship. They agreed to meet at the foundry later that afternoon and figure out who had done this to Felicity and take care of them. Oliver hung up the phone and turned around to a freshly showered Felicity.

"Hey. I made breakfast."
"I see that. Thank you. What did John have to say?"
"He took care of everything at the office this morning. Told Isabelle that I had a family emergency and that I sent you out to run errands to help with one of the meetings."
"Hmm. Sounds like his cover stories are about as good as yours."

"Hey! Mine weren't that bad."
"No, of course not. Lots of people run out of sports bottles."

"Eat. We have a long day ahead."
"Why? Has something happened?"
"Yeah. Your house was broken into, remember? You are going to track down your tablet and your laptop so we can get them back and figure out who stole them to begin with. And then I am going to find this guy and offer my own punishment before turning him over to detective Lance. Who you should probably call by the way."
"My laptop and tablet have probably already been sold on the street or to a pawn shop and I don't think the Arrow should be concerning himself with one home invasion. You do realize how many of those there are in this city a day, right? Are you going to deal with every one?"
"I hope that someday I can take the crime rate down so low that I can deal with every break in, yeah."
"Good luck with that. And why should I call Quentin?"
"Because John said he came by the office looking for you this morning. He wanted you to help him with some case and John told him about last night. He was worried and was going to head right over her, but John reassured him that I was here and had taken care of it for the moment. The two of you have gotten close, he cares about you. He is probably still worried and won't feel better until you call him."
"You're probably right. I'll go do it now. And I think we have just really bonded because of Sara. And there's just something about him. He is the first real father influence in my life since Walter."
"While you're doing that, I'm gonna go shower and then we can head right to the foundry. Does that sound okay?"
"Yeah, that works."

When they walked into the foundry about an hour later, they found Roy training and Diggle running a search on one of Felicity's main computer. He was probably the only one who could touch them without Felicity using her loud voice. Felicity and Diggle together were able to track her laptop and tablet to the same pawn shop.

"Clearly he isn't a very experienced criminal. Not a very smart one, at least." Felicity said with a shake of her head. Oliver walked up behind Felicity's chair and watched as she tapped into the security feed to see if they could get a good look at the person's face. He watched with pride as Felicity got a clear snapshot of his face and ran it through a facial recognition program. He saw Roy come over on the other side of Felicity to take a look at the guy's rap sheet.

"Thaddeus Cable. Arrested multiple times for gang related activities. It says here he has been tied to the mayor. Why would Sebastian Blood have anything to do with the leader of a gang?" Roy looked to Oliver as he asked the question. He knew the to of them had been friends at one point and wondered if maybe this whole thing did have something to do with Oliver after all.

"I don't know, but I damn well am going to find out if he had anything to do with sending him to Felicity's." Oliver stated this as he was already gearing up. Felicity spun around in her chair to face him and spoke up.

"Oliver, wait. I think I know why Blood would do this. If he did, I mean."
"What are you talking about, Felicity?"
"About a week ago, Sebastian came to me and offered me a job within the Mayor's office. He said he knew that I had graduated at the top of my class at MIT and that I was wasting talent as an executive assistant at Queen Consolidated. I told him there was no way I would ever leave the company and he didn't seem too pleased with the answer no."

"What kind of job did he offer you?"
"He said he needed someone who knew their way around a computer, but he wouldn't tell me why unless I agreed to take the job. After I told him no, I could tell he was mad but he didn't say anything more. He just walked out."
"Don't worry. I will get to the bottom of this. Roy, suit up."

Felicity watched as they both ran up the stairs and turned to look at John. He gave her a reassuring smile as he walked away. Felicity had the utmost confidence in Oliver's abilities and let out a sigh of relief that at least they were getting some answers.

Okay, so once again this fic is running wild on me. There will definitely be at least one more chapter.