A/N: Thank you all for the reviews, I really love the feedback, and I want to know what you guys want to see. I really want to develop Steve's character a little more, but I just love Olicity. I was starting to lose hope, but Wednesday's episode restored it. I honestly couldn't stop smiling when I finished that episode. Please remember to follow and review. I'll keep updating, if I know you guys like it.

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Rehab

Felicity

"Oliver, what are you doing here? I thought that you wouldn't be coming here until four, after your meeting?" Felicity looked up from her computer when she noticed his huge figure descend down the stairs of the foundry.

"What about you, don't you have the day off?" his squinty eyes made her feel like she was being interrogated, while he dodged her questions. Even though he tried to mask it, she could see the curiosity written all over his face. "What about your date?" He sucked at being subtle.

"It was fine," she answered automatically without looking up from her screen. That only made him want to know more though.

"What happened?" He looked at her with a serious expression. "Felicity, did he hurt you? I swear if he did I will hunt that son of a b-"

"Oliver stop! HE didn't hurt me okay?!" she made sure to emphasize who had broken her heart. "Just drop it. Did you think maybe I just didn't want to talk to you about this? Why would I talk to you about my date?"

He stared back at her with a pained expression. His mouth was gaped open, while he tried to pick his words carefully. When he couldn't, he ran his hands over his face as he let out a heavy sigh. "I'm sorry Felicity. I… I might have overreacted, and it's far from my place to kill your superhero boyfriend. I just don't want you hurt anymore, and since you wouldn't tell me I assumed the worst." Everything came out in one big breathe, and when she looked up at him, he gave her a look that was begging for her to forgive him.

"It was great," he let out his breath like he had been holding it for hours. She continued, "Perfect actually," she realized she started smiling like an idiot, but she let her happiness show. "It was all going great, he was such a gentleman. He asked me about work and actually seemed to care. It would have been even better if that call hadn't interrupted us fro-" Felicity had gotten so carried away with recalling her amazing night, she had forgotten who was on the receiving end of the conversation. She looked at her boss, wide-eyed as his eyebrows furrowed together and he slowly approached her. "From watching… movies?" The last part was more of a question then a statement.

"Felicity?"

"It's none of your business Oliver, you're not the boss of me!" Oh, wait, he was. If she turned it on him though, she could get out of this.

"Felicity, I'm not asking as your boss, I'm asking as a friend. I just want to know how the date went."

"Oliver cut it out. You can't really expect me to tell you about getting all hot and heavy with my date!" He jerked his head in her direction when she had exclaimed it. His body went stiff, and he clenched his fist. He gave her his fakest smile, even though you could see the sadness all over the rest of his body.

"I should probably go to that meeting after all." and with that, he commenced his way over to the stairs.

"Oliver wait, I-I shouldn't have said that, that was really inappropriate." She closed her eyes, wanting to make it all disappear. But why had he reacted that way? Was that jealousy? Of course not Felicity, he doesn't like you that way, he is with Laurel.

"No Felicity that was the truth. I insisted on it, and I got it. That's on me. It wasn't your fault, but I still should get to that meeting." Just as he said that, he reached for her arm and gave it a squeeze that made her look at him. He rubbed his hand up and down her sleeve and gave her a sad smile before turning around and leaving, leaving her arm cold and alone. His touch was so soothing, how did he do that?

Oliver

He had it coming. Obviously it was not movies that they had been interrupted from, but he refused to believe it if she didn't say it. Then, and only then would he stop insisting. But he didn't want to hear that. That was actually the last thing he wanted to hear in the world right now. But it shouldn't be. What was he doing?

He had slipped through the door and was heading out the door, when he had another idea. Oliver spun on his heels instantly, and headed for the bar. He scooped up a tequila bottle and then continued back towards the door. A smile danced over his face, but it wasn't real. It was his mask. The mask that he hid behind when things got ugly, and it hurt to face them.

Oliver was with Laurel. His first love, his epic love, the love of his life. It was Laurel. He loved Laurel. It was Laurel, and it always would be, because it always had been. When he was an ass six years ago, on the island, and now. Laurel. Not Felicity, but Laurel. He had ruined the amazing kiss that they had shared about a month and a half back, because it was Laurel. But it wasn't just Laurel. She had just a few minutes ago crossed his mind on that day, while a certain adorable blonde had been the last thing he had thought of before going to bed the previous night. It wasn't Laurel. Not anymore.

It was Felicity.

He was home in a couple of minutes, and he marched up the stairs, accompanied by his curvy friend, the tequila. The minute he was in his room, he slammed the door shut and took one last, long drink at the bottle before flinging it across the room against the wall, shattering the glass everywhere.

What was wrong with him? Oliver closed his eyes and took in a sharp breath, but he didn't want to let it out. How could he be falling for Felicity? No, he wasn't, he just wasn't sure anymore. He wasn't sure if they were friendly feelings towards her. He was shaking his head to try and erase the thought, when Thea knocked on the door vigorously.

"Ollie? Are you okay? What's going on?" After a few seconds of no answer, she got worried. "Oliver?! Oliver open the damn door and let me in!" He opened the door before she busted it down and she studied him before her gaze softened, and she wrapped her arms around her brother. He finally relaxed, and he returned the much needed embrace. They stood there in silence, neither wanting to ruin the closest they had become since the island. He breathed into her hair, and she pulled back.

"What happened, Ollie?" Was all she whispered, which was enough.

He hesitated telling her for a minute before replying. He had to tell someone, and if he told Dig, he would never hear the end of it. It was moments like these that he missed his best friend. He needed Tommy. His best friend had died "Felicity."

She looked at him, quizzically, "Wait, the QC IT girl? What about her?"

"I think I'm falling in love with her."

Felicity

Felicity had gone home after her talk/argument/heart-to-heart with Oliver, and she was bored out of her mind. Maybe she could go out and get something nice to go with her dress for the ball. There were some earrings she had seen in the mall not too long ago, if she scraped up some money, she could maybe afford them. Her mind was clouded by her conversation with Oliver, and she couldn't help but wonder why he had reacted the way that he did. He was either way to over protective, or he was jealous. Please let it be the latter, she thought. But it obviously wasn't, he didn't like her that way, and he had made sure to tell her that.

She decided to go to the mall and get those earrings, even though she knew she would regret it later, and when she got back home, again she was bored. Felicity thought it through, and ultimately decided to call Steve. Maybe he could come over for a little while. She couldn't remember if he had to go in to work on Thursdays, but she hoped he didn't.

"Hello?" he answered in a stern tone.

"Hey," she whispered, unsure if she made the right choice in calling.

"Oh, hi. How are you?" He responded, obviously a bit friendlier this time.

"Ugh, I am really bored! Are you at work? If you are fighting bad guys, I could call back later." She smiled as she remembered his job description when they first met. At the same time, she hoped that he wasn't busy, so he could come over. It was 5:48, and she couldn't sleep that early.

He chuckled as he barely managed to say: "Oh no, not at all. Are you hungry?"

"Actually, I kind of am."

"Chinese, or Burgers?"

"Oh burgers, that is too easy." She was smiling at him even though he couldn't see her.

"Haha, alright. I'll be over in like twenty minutes."

"It's a date."

Now Felicity was so glad it was a Thursday.

When Steve got there, about twenty two minutes later, she took one last look in the mirror before she opened the door. Her grey shorts and her oversized hoodie were really comfortable, so she didn't want to change. When she opened the door, she noticed that Steve had a green v-neck on and some black sweats, so it was a good thing she didn't over dress.

"Hey, come on in," she said as she took the bag from his hands and took it over to her small kitchen.

"This is a great little place that you got here Felicity. It's really cozy. I didn't even notice it last time I was in here." He looked at her through the side of his eyes, and the corner of his mouth slowly curved up.

"Yea well how could you, you left really soon."

"Are you ever gonna forgive me for that, or will I hear that every time that I see you?" He was looking at her directly now, as he pulled out her burger and held it out for her.

"Oh no, I'm so not going to drop it." She reached for her burger, and he pulled his hand back.

"I'll eat both if you don't forgive me." He squinted his eyes at her, but he had a little smirk, so she knew he wasn't serious.

"What, no! That's not fair, you're taller than me!" he held it above his head when he saw the mischief in her eyes.

"Well it's not fair that you are prettier than me!" That made her burst out laughing as she tried to get her burger from him. She knew she couldn't reach it, so she went on the tip of her toes and kissed Steve. He quickly realized what was going on, but she had already slid the burger out of his hands. She pulled back and smiled at him. He just laughed as she made a face at him, while she was pulling out her fries. He took a seat across from her, and she went over to her cupboards to pull out to glasses.

"White or red?" She asked as she motioned to the wine.

"Burgers and wine, that is a champion's meal right there. Whatever you are having is fine."

Felicity looked down and ultimately decided on the red. She opened it, and poured some in both glasses. They both ate in silence for a while, before Steve said something.

"So, what are you wearing to the gala?" He asked a she shoveled some fries in his mouth.

"Do you remember when we met?"

"Yea..." He looked at her with a confused glance, and then he remembered. "Oh, so that's what the pink dress was for?"

"Yup.

"Well, now I really have to step up my game. If I don't look as amazing as you, then every guy there will just be following you around," he joked.

Felicity's cheeks turned red before asking, "What are you going to wear?"

"I don't know, do you wear tuxedos to things like that?"

"Yea. I bet you'll look great in a tux, maybe not as good as me but…" she shrugged as he laughed.

"I wouldn't be too sure about that, I look damn good in a tux." He continued to tease as he winked at her.

Oliver

When he had poured out his heart, Thea gasped, and looked at him with sad eyes. After he had calmed down, she had finally spoken up.

"Oliver you are with Laurel."

"I know. I can't do that to her. Thea, I really need to get my shit together, huh?"

"They're called feelings Ollie." He lifted his gaze to her, and gave her a tiny smile.

Oliver had tried his best to forget about his conversation with his sister, but he couldn't help but keep thinking about that. Luckily, he was going to go out and put on the hood tonight with Diggle, so he might at least have a small distraction.

But he realized that he couldn't have a distraction from his distraction. He couldn't be with Laurel knowing that he loved Felicity. He couldn't do that to either of them. It wasn't fair to Laurel and Felicity, and it wasn't fair to himself. When he finally realized that what he was starting to feel towards Felicity was love, he couldn't help but wonder why he had messed up the moment when they had kissed. He knew it was wrong, him being with Laurel, but just the thought of kissing her full red lips made him smile. She made him so happy, but right now she was seeing a superhero.

A superhero for God's sake! How was a damaged, reckless and tormented killer like himself supposed to compete with a superhero? She seemed so into him, that he wondered if the crush that she had had on Oliver still even existed, or if now he was going to be the one that had left over affection towards his friend.

He couldn't go out. He had to go talk to Felicity.