Tommy Merlyn was handsome and he acted like he knew it. Every follicle of his dark hair was in place; his eyes had a mischievous glint, and the suit he wore define his shape nicely. But he wasn't annoying about it. Sure, he was an Alpha but while some showed their status with strength and size, Felicity noticed Tommy showed his with flair and personality. She couldn't help but smile as she walked down the stairs to help Tommy fix the system of the club. She admired the way he held himself. He was fit but not as tall or broad as Oliver or even Ray. Felicity couldn't figure out why she compared him to the other men. She was single and she knew Ray wasn't attached to anyone but by the way Oliver acted by the elevator today, he most certainly was attached.
However, tonight was about having fun and if she got to dance with a sharp dressed fun Alpha and fix a club's point of sale system, who was she to complain?
He didn't expect her to be here. He didn't expect her to look like that. It's almost as if the universe was pushing her into his life and he just wanted to open the door and let her in. Oliver had no idea why but he walked towards the blonde woman that has been on his mind all day, the woman who was standing by the stairs in a sinful red dress. Like a moth to the flame, he went to the light. But when he noticed Tommy's hand on her lower back as they walked towards the bar, his blood boiled. He doesn't understand it but something screamed inside him.
Mine.
"Ollie?" he heard Laurel speak.
"Hey, sorry, it's really loud in here. Let's go to the bar and meet Tommy."
She nodded and grabbed his hand to follow him through the crowd. He tries to find Felicity but only sees Tommy. He wondered if his friend has lost his touch and smiled at the thought. Tommy noticed him and waved.
"Ollie, where ya been?"
"We were at dinner when I got Thea's text."
"Ah. Hello Laurel," Tommy said but Laurel didn't respond.
"So, what's wrong with the system now?" Oliver asked.
"First of all, it's a cheap system. I could build one better than this when I was twelve," he heard a familiar voice say from behind the counter.
He peered over the bar and saw a very distinct backside covered in red fabric.
"Felicity?"
He heard he thump her head on the counter trying to get up.
"Ouch," she responded and looked at him, "Oliver, what are you going here? Wait, it's your club. Of course, you'd be here, silly me. Sorry."
Both Tommy and Oliver grinned at her babble. Felicity didn't understand why she was nervous. Perhaps Caitlin was right and she needed to get out more considering she was already babbling. She had worked so hard to control that defective brain to mouth filter when she started working for Palmer Tech. Not too many people believe someone at the age of 25 deserves her title and she doesn't need her mouth to prove them right even when she has put the time and work to earn it.
Laurel cleared her throat, "I'm sorry who are you and why are you behind the bar?"
Felicity looked at Laurel and thought gorgeous. She understood why Oliver would be with someone like her. Laurel Lance had beautiful features and while her eyes appeared a bit cold at the moment, Felicity could see a sense of strength and intelligence there. Felicity had a feeling Laurel was an Omega not unlike herself who took meds to suppress the heat hormones.
"Oh, hi, I'm Felicity Smoak and I am working on the club's system," she replied to Laurel.
Tommy and Oliver spoke almost at the same time, "Felicity built her first computer at seven" "Felicity is VP of Applied Sciences at Palmer Tech".
Laurel appeared shocked. She recognized the woman from earlier now. Her hair was down and there were no glasses but it was definitely the same woman she saw at the elevator before lunch.
"Nice to meet you, Felicity."
"Likewise. Anyways, the system keeps shutting down because it isn't a strong enough or fast enough system for what you need. I can easily get it to work tonight but you will need to upgrade."
"Thank you, Felicity," Oliver said to which she grinned.
Oliver couldn't help but smile back at her.
"Isn't she great, Ollie?" Tommy said with sincere laugh, "Of all the nights, we have a computer genius to help us."
"Since they have it handled, why don't we go to the VIP area, baby?" Laurel spoke making sure everyone in the area heard her talking to Oliver.
He nods and says, "See you up there," looking at Felicity.
Felicity was in no way prepared for the speed her heart was racing. Something about Oliver Queen caused her body to react unexpectedly. After they left, Tommy stood by and asked her questions.
"So, Felicity, can I call you Lis?"
"Uh, sure, why not."
"Lis, why computers?"
"Well, Tommy, when I was younger my dad and I used to take apart machines and put them back together. I especially liked computers so that became my focus."
He replied, "He must be very proud of you."
She sighed, "I wouldn't know. He left shortly after I turned seven and never came back."
Tommy looked like he ate a lemon before he said "Oh, I am so sorry. That isn't exactly club conversation, is it?"
She finished her task and looked up at him, "It's okay. You couldn't have known. I don't even know why I told you. I almost never tell anyone because it is usually awkward afterwards."
He held out his arm to walk her from the bar, "In that case, thank you for telling me."
She looked at him confused and he just laughed.
"Why?"
"Because we got one awkward conversation out of the way and now we can go drink and dance the night away."
They join Caitlin, Laurel and Oliver in the VIP area. Caitlin looked relieved when she saw Felicity.
"Sorry, it took us so long Cait. Have you met Oliver Queen and Laurel, I'm sorry; what was your last name?"
"Lance," she answered a slightly annoyed tone.
"Wait, Laurel Lance, the ADA?" Caitlin asked.
"Yep. And you are?" Laurel responded politely which Felicity took notice of compared to how she answered her.
"Caitlin Snow, I'm a surgeon at Starling General. I've had to go to court for a few of your cases."
Laurel smiles, "I thought you looked familiar. Nice to meet you."
Oliver holds his hand out to Caitlin, "Nice to meet you Caitlin."
"You too Oliver. I heard the PT and QC may have a merger on their hands."
"Ollie, why didn't you tell me?" Laurel asked, accusingly.
"Oops, was I not supposed to say anything?"
Felicity takes a sip of her drink and leans in next to Tommy, "It's okay. It isn't set yet. We still have to meet the teams, see the departments, sign paperwork. No big deal."
"Still, that could be really great for QC right?" Laurel asked.
Oliver replied, "Yes but enough shop talk. Let's get to know Caitlin and Felicity. How'd you two meet?"
Felicity giggled, "Let me tell it Cait!"
"Fine."
"I'm addicted to coffee and there was this great little place by my dorm my first year. I walk in and I'm waiting in line when I hear the loudest shriek I have ever heard coming from that person right there," pointing at Caitlin, "She spilled a latte on her laptop. I said I might be able to help. She went to Harvard and that is a mere minutes away from MIT so we found an apartment our sophomore years and been friends ever since."
"It wasn't that loud," Caitlin spoke.
"Apparently, you are a regular hero in disguise. Helped Caitlin then, saved our asses tonight," Tommy smiled at her.
Felicity shrugged, "Poorly treated technology hurts me physically in my soul. Besides, Caitlin saved me a few times. She talked me out of my goth phase."
"Oh, I would pay to see proof of you as a goth."
Tommy looked at Felicity up and down, trying to picture it. Oliver tried to picture it himself. He was holding on to every piece of knowledge about Felicity Smoak that he could without seeming desperate. He had no plans of pursuing the attraction but he figured that it couldn't hurt to know more about his future business partner for as long as the merger lasted.
"Don't even bother, Tommy. She forced me to destroy all evidence of such and knowing she could destroy me as long as she has anything Wi-Fi access nearby, I wasn't going to try to hide anything."
"Bitch with Wi-Fi!" Felicity said with an evil grin.
Oliver looked at her and said "Huh?"
Caitlin spoke, "Ooo, it's my turn to tell a story. During our sophomore year, Felicity had a stalker on the lacrosse team. He just would not leave her alone so one day she goes out to his car that he constantly parked in front of our building just watching it and she was holding her tablet. Felicity looked at him and said that if she ever caught him near her again, she would put him on the no-fly list, empty out his checking account, and change his Facebook status to interested in men. Of course, she could do a lot worse but she kept it simple. He didn't believe her so she tapped on her tablet and made a $1,000 donation to the local women's shelter from his checking account. He called her a bitch and she replied Bitch with Wi-Fi."
Laurel was shocked, "Hacking is illegal you know. Technically, you should be arrested."
Felicity looked at her as if she grew another head, "And technically, so should he since I had a restraining order placed on him. He left me alone after he saw the chump change came out of his account. He was a trustfundarian."
Oliver looked at her with curiosity, "Trustfundarian?"
Caitlin answered, "Trust fund baby. Yeah, he was on the lacrosse team but he was there because of his parents' money."
"Not that there is anything wrong with trust funds just came from two different worlds," Felicity said, "Anyways, enough about me, Laurel what's it like being the ADA?"
"Busy lately. We recently convicted this man that called himself the Count. He had created some super addictive drug called Vertigo."
"I heard some of my colleagues talking about that. Wicked stuff, it was really hurting people. Many died because it is so toxic."
Laurel nodded her head, "Yeah, they were. My dad is a captain in the police department and we've been working together to catch all his sellers to really get it off the streets now that he is behind bars. Hopefully, he didn't leave the recipe to someone."
"Wow, that had to be an intense case," Felicity responded.
"It really was and I almost wasn't allowed on it because Ollie's little," Laurel started to say another word.
"Laurel, don't," Oliver scolded her with his tone.
Tommy knew what Laurel was going to say and decided to switch topics before it ruined the night but Felicity beat him to it, " Who wants to dance?"
"Ooo, I do!" Caitlin waved her hand.
"Well, let's not keep these ladies waiting, Ollie," Tommy said.
"We'll be down in a minute."
Tommy followed Caitlin and Felicity down the stairs while Oliver and Laurel stayed behind.
"I'm sorry, baby," Laurel started to speak.
"You were about to share private information about my sister," Oliver whisper yelled.
"I know. I just started about my day and everyone was sharing. I'm sorry."
"I'm going to go to the bar and get another drink. I'll see you down there in a few."
Oliver left the area and hustled down the stairs. He knew Laurel didn't say anything damning or on purpose but it is personal information about his family and he doesn't share that easily. He ordered his drink and turned around to see Tommy dancing next to Felicity. He watched as the skirt of her dress flitted against her toned thighs. Her heels making her legs look miles long. He imagined they were smooth to the touch. Oliver continued watching after he got his drink in his hand. It tightened around the glass as he noticed Tommy getting closer to Felicity. He found it took every ounce of strength he had not to go over there and rip his hand away from her back.
Felicity enjoyed dancing with Tommy. He was active and charming and pulled her close when a slow song came on.
He whispered in her ear, "Have dinner with me Felicity."
"Can I cut in?" they heard Oliver ask.