Felicity felt like she was floating, drifting along completely weightless. She felt herself beginning to wake up, but she didn't want to she liked feeling nice, and warm and safe. She felt the fluffiness slowly fading away as her as her eyes fluttered open. The first thing she realized was that she wasn't in her bed, whatever she was lying on was much harder than her bed and this wasn't her room. So, where was she? She attempted to raise her head which caused her head to pound and pain shot through her right side.
"Ohh,"She moaned immediately putting her head back down. She lifted her hand to her head and noticed an IV line attached to it. She was in the hospital? What exactly had happened?
"Felicity"
The voice sounded far away.
"Felicity"
She turned toward the source of the sound. "Oliver?" She scrunched up her face in confusion. Her voice was weak and scratchy.
"Here's some water. Let me help you up." Felicity compiled, noticing that her head pounded less this time sitting up straight as she thankfully took the water, the cool liquid feel wonderful to her parched throat.
After satisfying her thirst, she finally took a good look around at her surroundings. "Oliver, where am I?" She glanced down at her bandaged arm and shoulder. "What happened?"
"What all do you remember?"
Felicity tried getting past the lingering cobwebs in her head. "I met with you and gave you the book, and then I left and decided to walk home. There was this guy." Felicity felt her pulse quicken at the thought of the man. "He was chasing me. I called you, and…"Felicity gasped.
"Yes?"
"The hooded guy came and choked the man. That was you. You're the hood. And this is your… Did you kill that man?"
"No, just needed him unconscious long enough to get you out of there."
"So, are you okay?" Oliver asked genuinely concerned.
"With what exactly – the fact that I was shot and nearly killed, the fact that I just found out my boss is a vigilante, or that you apparently did surgery on me? You did do surgery on me didn't you?"
"I did have some help." Oliver motioned behind him, Felicity saw Mr. Diggle step out from the shadows.
"Your sidekick." Felicity nodded toward the man. "Should've known."
"You don't seem entirely surprised."
"Well, waking up in a vigilante's hideout is definitely a surprise." Felicity said. "But finding out about you, not as much. No offense and all, but you're a horrible liar."
"I've been telling him that he is going to have to come up with better cover stories." Diggle stated.
"See, even he agrees with me." Felicity said motioning towards the other man.
Oliver ignored the comments. "How is your shoulder?"
"It hurts." Felicity said honestly. "But, I'm alive thanks to you two. So, thank you."
Felicity sighed. "I'm guessing since I had surgery here instead on in a hospital that means I can't go home. That book is why Walter disappeared, and now they are after me."
"That's right." Oliver nodded his head. "As long as those people are out there, you're not going to be safe." Oliver reached over and put his hand over Felicity's. "I promise I won't let anything happen to you."
Felicity felt like a bolt of electricity shot through her when he touched her hand. Felicity cleared her throat to maintain her composure. "So, now what?"
Oliver leaned back, removing his hand. "Well, I could see a good IT person to help me out."
Felicity took a deep breath. "Okay, well in that case. Welcome to Watchtower."
Felicity saw the blank expressions on both Oliver and Diggle's face. "Okay, so I'm guessing neither one of you have ever watched Smallville? I am sooo getting you the DVDs."
A/N: So, this concludes our little journey. At least for now. I do enjoy writing Felicity and Oliver and hope the writers continue to put them together so that I can continue to have fun with them. Yes, I couldn't help myself with the Smallville reference. Loved that show too. Thanks again to everyone that has reviewed, favorited, and followed this story.