Ok, just this one last- Felicity's thoughts were interrupted by her phone ringing.
"Hello?" Felicity said as she answered the phone, tucking it between her cheek and her shoulder.

"Hey Felicity!" Laurel's voice sounded on the other end. "How's life?"

"Great. I'm actually just making some cookies for Grace tomorrow. She loves them." Felicity replied a warm smile on her face at the thought of the cute thirteen year old.

"Aww so cute. Tell her I said hello ok? Alright well I guess I'll cut to the chase. Tommy and I are throwing a Christmas party and we wanted you to come if you could. It's next weekend, Saturday at four. Do you think you can make it?" Laurel said.

"Sounds fun! I'm free then. Should I bring anything special?" Felicity said as she put the tray of cookies on the counter.

"Just your special self! See you then. Bye Felicity!"

Felicity chuckled. "Bye Laurel." She hung up the phone and started to scoop the cookies onto a plate.

Felicity pulled up to Laurel and Tommy's house in her small white mini cooper with cookies in her lap. She walked up to the door and was greeted by the joyous sounds of Christmas music and Laurel singing along. Felicity knocked and was welcomed in by none other than Oliver Queen. "Oh um hi Oliver. How've you been?" Felicity said as she entered sheepishly.

"Good. How about you?" He asked closing the door.

"Pretty good. Do you like cookies?" She said as she placed the cookies on the dining room table. She had gotten there early so she could help Laurel set up decorations.

"Yes, I really do. I could smell the gingerbread as soon as I opened the door." He said as he smiled goofily. Felicity giggled.

"I'm glad." Felicity turned away smiling and twirling a small strand of her hair with her finger. Speaking of her hair, she had worn it down and curled it so it flowed in medium ringlets around her shoulders. She had thought about putting in her contacts but chose to keep her glasses because she just didn't like contacts all that much. She wore a light blue soft wool sweater with sleeves so long they covered her hands all the way to her fingertips. Her dark blue skinny jeans complimented her sweater and the small snowflakes that remained still in her hair were adorable. Oliver took in all of this with great detail.

Oliver, on the other hand, wore a dark red sweater. He rolled the sleeves up so they wrinkled just above his elbow. His scruff was freshly trimmed and his buzz haircut was neat and short. Contrasting Felicity's dark blue jeans, Oliver wore light blue jeans that fell perfectly atop his ankle area. He had removed his shoes and chose to slide around in his dark green colored socks on Laurel and Tommy's dark wood flooring.

"Oh, Felicity you're here!" Laurel said as the song she was just singing along to ended. "You look great!" Laurel complimented the blonde whilst going in to hug her dear friend. Laurel herself was wearing a grey long sleeve shirt with a polar bear on the front. Her sleeves perfectly cut off at the end of her wrists. She too was in her socks that were pastel pink. Her hair was down in its normal position but the ends were curled into very loose ringlets and recently dyed blonde ombre.

"You look amazing Laurel!" Felicity said in reply. She walked over to the door and, seeing as everyone else was doing it, slipped her shoes off to reveal her dark green socks. Right then Tommy knocked on the door, which Felicity opened.

"Need a hand?" She said seeing the six grocery bags stacked on Tommy's body.

"Nope... I... got it." Tommy said as he carefully placed each bag one by one on the kitchen counter. "Yes! I am the stack master." Tommy, being proud at his triumph at first, slumped in defeat. "Now I need to unpack all the bags and put everything everywhere."

"That's what we're here for." Oliver said looking at Felicity with a smile and a nod. They unpacked the bags and put different foods in different bowls and put out the new solo cups and strung various things from wall to wall and finally all plopped on the couch.

"Oh!" Felicity suddenly burst out when she glanced at the shining Christmas tree. "I forgot my present! I'll be right back." She scurried out the door to be hit with a blast of cold. She forgot the snow on the ground and felt her socks slowly get soaked in the process of her getting to her car and getting a perfectly wrapped present from the backseat. She ran back inside and stood on the welcome mat as she removed her socks and placed them in Laurel's garage. "I got it." Felicity said shivering a bit, the top of her head flaked with fresh white snow.

"Is that your secret Santa gift?" Laurel said with a chuckle. Felicity nodded her head. Laurel walked over and took the gift from her and they both walked back to the living room. Laurel placed the perfect present under the tree along with the three others. They sat on the couch again and talked about old memories of Christmas when they were kids.

About half an hour passed when their first guests started to arrive. The first was Oliver's younger sister Thea. Then came Roy, a friend of Felicity and Laurel's from their volunteer group. After him came Felicity's mother who always came for the holidays and was always a joy to have at the annual Christmas party. Other rich friends of Tommy and Oliver such as Bruce Wayne and Ray Palmer. Then there was Laurel's little sister Sara and a friend of her's named Nyssa. And finally, late as always, Barry Allen, a good friend of Felicity, Laurel, and Roy's.

When Barry got there Felicity gave him a hug, under the watchful eye of Oliver, and said, "Where's Iris?" Barry looked down a small smile on his face. "What are you hiding Allen?"

"She's-" Before he could finish he was cut off by Felicity's mother.

"Barry! Great to see you sweetheart. How've you been?" Donna Smoak engulfed the poor boy and Felicity backed away giving Barry a 'sorry, you're on your own' look.

She headed over to the table with lots of food on it. It was so packed full that one of the bowls started to fall without Felicity noticing until a man came to her rescue.

"Woah." He said catching the bowl before disaster struck.

"Wow uh thanks." Felicity said blushing at noticing their closeness. They both stepped back at the same time rubbing the back of their heads.

"No problem. I'm Ray, Ray Palmer." He said extending his hand.

Felicity took it and said, "Felicity, Smoak." They exchanged smiles and carried on with a bit of small talk before Tommy dragged him away. Felicity took a cup and poured some apple cider in it. Taking a sip, she noticed Oliver standing in the corner, not really interacting with many people.

"Hey." She said as she approached him. He brightened at seeing her closer to him and farther away from that Ray Palmer.

"Hi." He replied, relieved.

"What's wrong? You know you're at a party." She said smirking and tucking some of her hair behind her ear. "You're supposed to be talking to people?"

"I'm talking to you." He replied, a smug and completely content smile splattered on his face.

"I mean with other people." She said bluntly.

"What's wrong with talking to you? I like talking to you." Oliver said without thinking too much. He was too lost in her gorgeous blue eyes and all of the heat emanating from her. Her red lips taunting and soft looking. Felicity blushed and was speechless for a moment.

"Uh... um. Nothing! I... uh just thought you might want to mingle with someone more interesting." She closed her eyes as soon as she finished speaking through gulps, swallows and stutters. This only makes Oliver's smile widen.

"Trust me, no one here is more interesting than you." Felicity turned a bright shade of red at this.

"Will you excuse me, I need to use the restroom." Oliver nodded and Felicity scurried off towards the bathroom. The soft Christmas music was nullified and she put down the toilet cover and sat there. Oh my God, Smoak! What are you doing? You can't just start blushing whenever he says something completely and obviously platonic and take it in a romantic way. She recollected herself then walked out of the bathroom. Oliver was waiting for her at the end of the hall. She greeted him with a smile.

"Sorry about tha-"

"Oliver look up!" Tommy shouted and interrupted her. The whole room turned to look at them. He looked up and there it was, mistletoe. Oliver looked back down at Felicity and saw her face even redder than before.

"Go on, kiss her!" Sara shouted.

Everyone then started shouting "Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!" They just looked at each other and came to an agreement, they would kiss, but solely for their friends and family. Oliver raised a hand to Felicity's cheek and they came together. Their lips collided and Felicity felt whole. She no longer felt ashamed, only electric and alive. She put her hand on his hip. The crowd erupted with cheer and as soon as it had begun it was over. They both pulled away and they stood their, both flustered, both feeling wonderful. They stayed there for a few moments before Tommy came and slapped Oliver on the back.

"For a second there I thought you two would walk away and NOT kiss but that would just ruin the fun for everyone." Felicity smiled, still a bit dazed. Oliver looked at her with a steady gaze. They both mentally came to an agreement that this was but foolish tradition and it would never happen again.

Felicity spent most of her time with Barry and Laurel after that. They talked about all sorts of things from S.T.A.R. labs to polar bear shirts. Felicity went to refill her cup with cider and did so without knowing that Sara and Thea had spiked it. Slowly but surely Felicity got drunk. Really drunk. Everyone started to leave and the only ones left were Oliver, Felicity, Barry, and of course Laurel and Tommy.

"Felicity, you're drunk. You can't drive." Laurel said. "Want me to take you home?" She asked sincerely.

"I'll take her. You've had enough to deal with tonight." Barry said with a thoughtful smile. "Thanks for the party." With his arm around Felicity's shoulder and her practically slumping into him, they left and got in his bright red car.

He and Felicity entered her apartment and he closed the door. After he sat Felicity down on the couch, he made sure she was comfortable.

Just as he stood up to leave, Felicity stopped him and said,"What were you gonna tell me before?" He looked confused and sat back down on the couch. She read his expression and continued with, "About Iris."

Barry smiled and stared down at his wedding ring. "She's pregnant."

A/N: Hey guys! I was experiencing some technical difficulties for multiple reasons so this chapter has been reposted twice now. Hope you guys liked it! Please let me know what y'all thought!