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"So if I'm not working for my parents what do I do?" Oliver asked as he stood looking outside.

"Well..." Felicity tried to find the words as she desperately tried not to burn the omelette she was cooking.

"Let me guess, it's complicated," he deadpanned. His words cut her instantly, he'd been even more distant, if not cold since he'd been to visit his father yesterday.

His back was still towards her as she looked towards him. "No actually it isn't," she replied staring at him as he turned to look at her, waiting for her to carry on. "You bounced around several jobs but never lasted long, then you and Tommy opened a nightclub, which is now several nightclubs... and you decided to pursue a passion and open a restaurant."

"My passion was a restaurant?" he asked skeptically.

"No actually your passion was cooking." She glanced back to the omelette now looking a little darker than envisioned. "Because I'm not the cook."

"Clearly," he mumbled watching as she scraped it into the bin.

"Well I'm better at other things," she answered and he merely nodded in response. He stood glancing at her before he spun back around to look out the doors into the garden. "You do realise I'm not keeping you prisoner here, Oliver?"

"What?"

"This place is your home, not a prison. You can come and go as you please, and talk to anyone you like. You know that right?"

"Yes, of course."

"I just..." She took a deep breath. "I don't want you to think I'm stopping you from, well, living."

He turned to look at her, staring into her eyes his expression neutral. "It's just different," he replied with a shrug.

She stepped closer. "I know, and I know that all of this is a lot to take in but that's why the doctor offered help-"

"I don't want that," he snapped.

"But they-"

"No, I don't need to talk to some person about my "feelings" it's just a waste of everyone's time."

"Okay," she replied turning back to the disaster of food she had failed to create. She tried to ignore the anxiety she felt running down her spine as she set about cleaning.

"Why do you try to cook if you can't?" he asked again not facing her.

"Because... I didn't... I don't want you to feel any pressure," she answered. "I mean I don't expect you to just pick up everything how you left it, and I just... I didn't want you to feel forced into anything. I just wanted to make sure you were okay, and to be who you want to be with no pressures-"

"Felicity," he said her name softly and her eyes lifted from the pots she was scrubbing to look at his face.

"Sorry, I babble, I should shut up," she replied unable to stop the blush on her cheeks.

"It's fine. You don't ever need to shut up for me." He gave her a smile, and not a charming fake one but one she recognised, one that used to send her heart into flutters and seemingly still did. She couldn't help the goofy smile on her face as she nodded at him. "So what's happening to everything, if you're here with me and I can't handle it?"

"Oh, Thea, Tommy and John are helping with everything so you don't need to worry," she answered expecting him to ask more questions.

"Okay," he replied simply.

"Is there anything else you want to ask? Or know?" She looked up at him as he frowned slightly. "I just want you to know I'm here if you have any questions."

"Right," he replied with a nod. "Lot's of different things." He tapped the side of his head.

"Well if you don't want to ask right now or think of things later, just write them down," she encouraged.

"Okay," he said again. "And thank you." She couldn't help the smile as he returned it. She went back to her cleaning task as he continued to look out the patio doors and into the garden.

He looked lost, which wasn't exactly a surprise these days but Felicity couldn't get over how young he looked especially now he was shaving completely. His stubbled and beard look now gone, instead replaced with a younger faced version of her husband, both physically and mentally. He seemed wrapped in his own little bubble, and it hurt her heart to think he wasn't sharing any of his thoughts and feelings and in turn was hurting himself. She stepped forward, drying her hands on a towel which she threw over her shoulder.

"You can go out there," she said as she tenderly without thought placed her hand on his back. She felt the shiver run through him before his unused muscles tensed. She quickly pulled away. "Sorry," she whispered placing her hands by her sides. She slowly glanced in his direction to see him already staring at her, unblinking.

"It all feels so different," he mumbled with a frown. "It looks so different to the mansion gardens."

"Well it's smaller," Felicity answered glancing back outside.

"It just feels... familiar."

Instantly Felicity turned towards him. "In what way?"

"I don't know," he answered looking even more lost.

"Well why don't you go out there? Have a look around?"

"Okay," he mumbled staring outside. Felicity leant forward sliding the door open for him to leave.

"I'll be right here if you need anything." He nodded as he stepped onto the patio and then walked down the few steps onto the garden. Felicity watched him for a minute as he slowly walked down the path glancing at the trees and flowers before she grabbed her phone. She hit dial without even thinking.

"Hey Felicity!" Thea shrieked down the phone.

"Hi."

"Is everything okay?"

"Errmmm... yeh, I just... I thought it might be nice for Oliver to catch up with you, maybe Tommy too."

"Oh, we just thought maybe you'd like some time for him to remember you, the both of you."

"The thing is... he doesn't remember anything. In fact he ended up at QC yesterday."

"WHAT? Why didn't you ring me sooner?"

"I'm sorry, I didn't think it was that bad until now, he seems even more distant."

"I'll talk to Tommy and we'll be over as soon as possible, okay?"

"Thea, there's no rush. Nothing is going to change that quickly."

"Well I think it's time we helped you out."

"Thank you," Felicity whispered trying to hold in her emotions.

"Hey, are you sure you're okay?" Thea asked softly.

"Things are just... more difficult than I imagined," she answered truthfully. "So god only knows what's happening with Oliver."

"He isn't talking to you?"

"Nope, but I shouldn't have expected him to. He... he doesn't know me," she whispered struggling to control her voice.

"Hey, he'll remember. I'm sure of it."

"I... I hope so," she admitted.

"Well I promise, we'll support you more."

"But you have a wedding-"

"And my family is more important," she replied. "We'll be over soon."

"Thank you."

"No problem."

"Bye."

"Bye."

Oliver sat on the living room chair, the TV on as background noise as he just reclined there. He had a tumbler of whiskey in hand gently rolling the cool glass against his forehead. His eyes were closed as the dull ache radiated from his temples. He groaned as the visions of a dark haired woman assaulted his brain once more, since yesterday meeting with his father he kept having this same flash of long dark hair. He snapped his eyes open with a sigh. Who was this woman? Why was he seeing her? He took a quick sip of his whiskey, feeling the burn sliding down his throat as he welcomed the slight numbness that followed. He stared at the screen not really watching when he heard the doorbell ring.

"I'll get it," he heard Felicity call from wherever she had disappeared to in the house. He heard muffled voices as he sat up a little straighter.

"Thea and Tommy have come to see you," Felicity announced as she stepped into the room. He glanced up to as the pair walked in.

"Thomas Merlyn!" Oliver exclaimed as he got to his feet engulfing him in a hug. Tommy laughed in response before letting go. "And my baby sister," he added turning to Thea and hugging her tightly.

He'd never been much of a touchy person, but right now he just wanted to feel the warmth of people that loved him, people that he knew. He glanced at Felicity, who was staring at her feet, her arms behind her back clearly struggling to not reach out again. It was obvious her nature was to comfort with touches and caresses but every time she touched him, it felt foreign and unfamiliar.

"I'll leave you guys to it."

"Oh no, don't leave on our account," Thea answered pulling from Oliver's arms.

"No it's fine, you should all catch up. I have work to do anyway, but if you want anything just let me know."

"Of course," Tommy added with his trademark smile before sitting down on the sofa. Thea walked around joining them as Oliver watched Felicity walking with her shoulders slumped out the room.

"So someone's day drinking?" Thea teased noting the glass on the coffee table.

"Helps with the pain," Oliver answered with a shrug as he dropped into the chair.

"You're in pain?" Tommy asked.

"Just some headaches, doctor said it's normal after everything."

"Oh so you've been back for a follow up?" Thea asked.

"Nope."

"Why not?" she asked with a frown.

"Because I don't need to."

"You're kidding me right?" Thea snapped back. "Ollie you were in a major accident!"

"And?" Oliver shouted. "I know my own body, I am fine."

Thea rolled her eyes, clearly about to say more until Tommy jumped in. "Well how about we talk about something else? How about the wedding?"

"The wedding?" Oliver asked. "Please tell me you two aren't getting married?"

"WHAT?" they both exclaimed staring at each other.

"No, nope, that's just gross, we're r-"

"I'm already married dude," Tommy cut in, giving Thea a glare. Oliver glanced to see her frowning slightly and he felt like there was something they weren't telling him.

"What? How'd the hell did you manage to find some poor sap to marry you?" Oliver joked.

"Haha," Tommy replied sarcastically. "I fell in love," he added with a goofy smile.

"I find that hard to believe," Oliver answered with a shake of his head.

"Well we all have to grow up eventually," Tommy said with a shrug.

"Or find the right reasons to," Thea added.

Oliver nodded not really understanding his sister as his mind raced with so many questions, his temples still pounding. "What happened with Laurel and I?" he asked.

"You broke her heart," Tommy responded instantly.

"How so?" he asked, watching Tommy's jaw tighten and his fists clenched like he was uncomfortable.

"You cheated on her Ollie," Thea replied.

"But when I had indiscretions in the past she forgave me."

"Not when it was with her own sister," Tommy ushered out through clenched teeth.

"Sara? I cheated with Sara?"

"Yep." Thea nodded.

"Why? Why would I do that?" he asked in disbelief. "I don't understand."

"Hey, that's in the past," Thea jumped in. "Laurels a big girl, she forgave you long ago."

"But not enough to be with me," he replied looking down.

"You cheated with her baby sister Oliver," Tommy said in clear anger. "What did you expect her to do?"

"But you two, weren't right for each other anyway," Thea added. "Your partner is supposed to help bring out the best in you, not destroy you like you pair did. I'm certain Laurel has that now. Just as you do Oliver."

"Huh?"

"With Felicity. You two were the ones that made love look easy, made it all that kind of love people reached for and believed in," she continued.

"But... I don't... I don't remember any of it," he replied all of it sounding odd.

"Well you two have been living together for like 5 years now," Tommy added.

"But why? What happened?"

"Haven't you asked Felicity any of this?" Tommy asked sitting straighter.

"I didn't know how to approach the subject, there's all these photos of us together and the wedding video but something just doesn't feel right."

"Well of course not dude, you can't remember any of your life together," he answered.

"I know that, but you'd think I could remember something."

"But it isn't that simple," Thea said sadly. "You can't force it, but you can talk to her."

"But what happened with mum and dad?" he asked. "How did I end up living with Felicity?"

"After you and Laurel split up you went off the rails, drugs and alcohol," Tommy answered honestly. "Well, even more so, you just saw life as one giant party."

"And when you started to not turn up at QC, or turned up drunk, they gave you an ultimatum. Get cleaned up, get your life together or get cut off," Thea continued.

"So I guess I didn't get clean?"

"Nope, they kicked you out and took away your trust fund."

"And how'd I end up with Felicity?"

"Well I was going off to college."

"And I was getting my act together," Tommy added. "You said you didn't need my help, and that you couldn't stay with Diggle because of baby Andy being born."

"So I ended up at Felicity's? Someone I don't even know?" He frowned.

"You'd known each other about 6 months by that point, in fact she was the only reason you kept going to QC, you did tell me she would be a great lay until you could sweet talk your parents," Tommy revealed.

"But you completely got her wrong," Thea added with a laugh. "She was tougher than us all." Oliver couldn't help the rise of his eyebrows having not seen this woman they spoke about. He glanced in the direction of the door wondering who exactly Felicity Smoak was?

"Why?"

"She got you clean," Tommy added. "She took your money away, and got you work. Then she helped us live out our dream with the club. Clubs now days."

"She mentioned that."

"Well that's all being taken care of, so don't worry about that," Tommy reassured him, but truthfully Oliver couldn't care less. He just was not bothered about these businesses that everyone seemed to care about but not him.

"So how did we meet exactly? Felicity and I?"

"At QC, though mom always thought you went back further," Thea answered with a shrug.

"Then why can't I remember her?"

"Exactly."

"Wait how did we meet at QC?"

"Felicity used to work there," Tommy replied.

"What? She never said that, but then I guess I never asked."

"By all accounts she loved it," Thea said off hand.

"Then why did she leave?" Oliver asked.

"I honestly don't know. Our parents weren't exactly the warmest people when she managed to get through to you and they couldn't."

"So when and how did we become a couple?" he asked.

Tommy shrugged. "You were like best friends anyway, so we never really noticed."

"You just sort of got together, one day you were friends living together the next you were in a relationship looking for a bigger home," Thea added.

"Wait we didn't always live here?"

"Nope, you lived in a flat in the city," Thea spoke first.

"You moved here roughly about 2 maybe 2 and a half years ago," Tommy added.

"You two actually did a lot of the work yourselves, spent a lot of hours fixing it up."

"Yeh, and the same with your restaurant," Thea said with a smile. Oliver merely nodded, his mind swimming even further with all the new information to process.

"But I don't remember any of this."

"And that's okay," she reassured him. "But Felicity is one of the best people we know, right Tommy?"

"Yep, you and Felicity, you have a connection."

"Had," Oliver whispered.

"It doesn't mean it's gone. You just have to get to know her again." Thea gave him an encouraging smile. "Seriously she's one of the most trustworthy, encouraging people I've ever known."

"I agree," Tommy said raising his hand.

"But mom and dad didn't go to the wedding, neither did her family."

"No, because our parents aren't all that they seem. Keep that in mind," Thea answered. "And as for her family, we never asked, it always seemed to be a sad topic-"

"And Felicity hated to be sad for too long, she was always the bubbly one and saw the bright side of situations."

"I can see that," he replied thinking about all those times she had babbled and spoke enthusiastically whenever he tried to do something. But the truth remained that he did not feel like he could trust her because he did not know her.

"I dunno if I should have just stayed at the mansion."

"No," Tommy replied first stunning him.

"No, here," Thea gestured towards him, "is right where you need to be. Things probably don't make much sense right now, but when the times right I promise it all will. You need to recover first, get back to full health, concentrate on that instead of everyone else." Oliver merely nodded in response, he was being told to basically be selfish. Something he had done his whole life, but with how everyone spoke he had changed from that into something better but who was that person?

"And we're all right here for you," Tommy said giving him a cheeky grin.

"Thank you," Oliver mumbled, staring between the pair.

"So anyway, I wanted to talk to you about the rehearsal dinner..." Theas words faded as Oliver nodded a long. He couldn't focus as he thought about himself, about the man he apparently was now, and the woman that was his wife.