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Oliver. Felicity. The vigilante. The IT-girl. Oliver. Felicity.

I DO NOT OWN ARROW. :(

It happened on a rainy Monday. Felicity had done her job at QC and was on her way to see Oliver. She had gotten used to working and sitting by his hospital bed. Those were the two things she did these last few weeks. It had become her routine. Now and then she went to the foundry to check up on her computers and did some training with Digg. But even that didn't feel right anymore. They all missed Oliver. Working and after that seeing Oliver at the hospital. Felicity felt like she was on auto pilot.

At one point she ate so badly that you couldn't call it eating anymore. It was more like swallowing, cause she wanted to be at Oliver's hospital bedside as soon as possible. Felicity had lost a lot of weight that was a fact. She didn't look herself anymore and everyone around her noticed it.

Digg and Thea had planned an intervention, but they couldn't seem to let her sit down and talk to her about it. Even Moira did an attempt, but that was a complete FAIL. They all wanted Oliver to wake up for two reasons now; 1. So they could have him back in their lives. And 2. Cause they wanted Felicity to look and be her old merry self again.

She didn't do her infamous babble anymore and they all missed that. So what happened on that rainy Monday afternoon came as a blessing and a gift from above.

Felicity had gotten into a cab, her mind drifting off to the masquerade ball again. She remembered how Oliver had looked up at her. He had a look in his eyes that took her breath away. He looked at her like she was something precious, something incredible. She must be mistaken, cause Felicity knew that he didn't think of her that way. She was just plain, girl with the glasses Felicity. Nothing special there…

All of a sudden Felicity was taken out of her thoughts by her phone.

"Hello." She said.

On the other side of the line she heard Thea yelling and saying incoherent sentences.

"Thea, Thea. Why are you yelling? Calm down and tell me what's going on."

She kept yelling and it was so hard for Felicity to understand anything. At one point, she heard another voice. It was Diggle.

"Felicity. Great news! He's awake!" Digg said, his voice breaking cause of his emotions.

At first, Felicity couldn't believe her ears. As reality set in, her fingers began to tremble, her throat closing up.

"Will you be joining us soon?" Digg asked.

Felicity let out a deep breath." Yeah, yeah. Of course. I'll be there soon. I'm on my way." She replied and ended the conversation.

He was finally awake! Oliver was awake! Oh, God. Felicity had been waiting for this moment for weeks now. And now that it had happened, she had mixed emotions. She was relieved, out of her mind happy. But despite those wonderful and positive feelings, there was this little voice again in her head. The one that told her that she was responsible for Oliver's situation. 'It's your fault that he's in that hospital bed! Your fault!'

The guilt was eating her up inside, so instead of going towards the hospital, Felicity asked the cabdriver to go the other way.

( )

Six days after that, Diggle found Felicity at the foundry. She was doing an intensive workout, her clothes and hair soaked from her sweat. He stood in front of her, trying to make eye contact.

"Felicity. Why haven't you visited Oliver?"

She avoided his gaze and went on with her workout." Cant you see I'm busy, Digg?"

"Felicity." He only said her name, the tone of his voice very disapproving.

She got up and walked to the fridge to get herself a bottle of water. After she took a swig from it, she looked Diggle in the eyes.

"I don't want to talk about it, OK? Please." She replied.

At this point, Diggle had lost all of his patience." Felicity, I'm just gonna say this once. Tell me what's wrong."

She closed her eyes, her tears flowing, her body sinking to the ground.

"I can't. I cant go see him. I cant, Digg. I… I am so afraid. I cant. I just cant." She sobbed, the words leaving her lips with difficulty.

Diggle sat in front of her and made eye contact with her." Hey. Its gonna be OK. I will go with you, so you don't have to be alone with him. But you have to go see him, girl. This is what you've been waiting for, right?"

She nodded." Yes, but I…" she began, but stopped mid sentence.

"Go, get yourself ready. I'll wait for you. Just tell me when you're ready to go, OK?"

She nodded and got on her feet, her whole body trembling.

( )

The drive to the hospital was relaxing. Digg told her that Thea was the first one to see Oliver awake.

"She was crying, yelling and jumping up and down in the hospital room." He said, a smile on his face.

Felicity chuckled and nervously tapped with her fingers. After 20 minutes, the limo stopped in front of the hospital.

"We're here." Diggle said.

She looked at him, panic and fear written all over her face." Digg, I cant. I just… I really cant."

"You'll be, OK. Come on." He said calmly.

Felicity let out a deep breath and walked out of the car. As she walked inside the hospital, her heart pounded against her rib cage. She desperately wanted to see Oliver, but her guilt was consuming her from the inside out. So even though she was terrified, Felicity found the courage to walk behind Diggle.

Everything was fine, until they reached the elevator. She nervously tapped with her heels, gripping her purse so tightly that her knuckles turned white. The air-conditioning was on, but to her it felt like she was in a sauna.

Diggle saw her reaction and worriedly asked."Are you okay, Felicity? You're not gonna faint on me, are you?"

Letting out a deep breath, she held onto him. Felicity shook her head.

"Digg, I don't know." She said, her eyes welling up.

"I don't know if I…" Felicity tried to explain.

"Do you want a glass of water?" he asked.

"No, I'm fine. I will be fine. Lets just go to him." she said, while closing her eyes.

As she attempted to hold on to the tears, Felicity cleared her throat. "I am terrified, but you're right. I not only have to see him, but I need to see him. I… I need to…" she whispered.

Diggle nodded and squeezed her hand lightly in encouragement.

"Breathe, just breathe Felicity." He said, smiling at her.

She did as he instructed, making her calm down a bit. 'Breathe in, breathe out. Breathe in, breathe out.' Felicity chanted.

The elevator dinged and they stepped out on the 19th floor. Felicity knew that she was getting closer… to him. She, Felicity Smoak, was about to see him. The man who risked his life for her. The man who made her feel safe with one single look, one single smile, one single word.

Dadum, dadum, dadum. Her heart was beating faster and faster. Mixed emotions came over her. After waiting impatiently for more than 4 long weeks, she was finally going to see him. The doctor said that Oliver needed time to heal. They weren't sure when he was going to be his old self again, but he had a very good chance.

When he was brought into surgery, they weren't sure if he was going to make it through the night. But like Diggle said; Oliver was a fighter. He had gone through worse things in his life.

As they reached the corner, Digg observed her. 'She was doing OK, even under these circumstances.' He thought.

When they reached Oliver's hospital room, Felicity balled her hands into fists and watched the door.

"Want me to go in with you?" Digg asked.

She shook her head." No, I uhumm… I will be fine. I think."

"OK, I'll give you two some privacy." Diggle stated.

Digg turned around and left Felicity behind. For 5 minutes, she stood motionless at the door. What will she say? How will she act? Will he be angry at her? Will he be happy to see her? So many questions were unanswered.

"Well the only way to know, is for you to go in and find out." Felicity whispered, scolding herself.

As she opened the door, her heart dropped and broke into a million pieces...

Laurel. She was sitting next to Oliver's bed, holding his hand in hers. Her mascara was smudged, her tears rolling down her face. She looked so happy and so did Oliver.

So there was the man who she had fallen in love with, smiling at the LOVE OF HIS LIFE. Oliver and Laurel, like they used to be. Together… a couple. Seeing how Oliver was holding onto Laurel, made Felicity's world crumble around her. It pained her so much, seeing that Oliver's ex-girlfriend was the one who made him smile like that. Was Laurel still in love with him? Was Oliver still in love with her? It seemed like she hadn't stopped loving him… maybe, just maybe Oliver wanted to be with her again now that he'd almost lost his life?

Her throat immediately closed up, sadness and jealousy flaring up inside of her. Just the thought that Oliver choose his ex-girlfriend over her, made Felicity want that the ground would open up and swallow her whole.

Felicity was frozen at her spot. She didn't know what to do. The little voice in her head said. 'Run! Felicity, run!'

She saw that Oliver and Laurel had noticed that she was standing on the threshold of the door. With a huge lump in her throat, Felicity avoided Oliver's gaze and took one step back.

"Uhum… I see that my timing is bad. I think I will come back later. Or… I wont come back at all, you know cause you two look very cozy. I mean not that it's a bad thing. Cause Laurel, this is the first time you have visited Oliver. Not that it's my business, cause it's all your business… and Oliver's. I'm just gonna go." Felicity said.

She was just about to turn around, when Oliver said." Felicity."

As her eyes landed on his blue ones, her breath caught in her throat. Cause what she saw in his eyes, made her want to run away for a whole other reason than Laurel.

Frozen at her spot, Felicity kept her eyes locked on his gorgeous, blue ones. Oliver. Her heart rate had kicked up a notch; it was beating faster and faster by the second. From his bed, Oliver's heartbeat also quickened erratically.

Felicity…

Oliver was afraid to scare Felicity away, so he got out of his bed slowly. As he closed the gap between them, his throat closed up. She hadn't taken care of herself. She looked so small, fragile and slimmer than usual. God, he missed her!

As he observed her, Oliver saw that she was on the verge of running away. So step by step he walked towards her. The need to be closer to Felicity was so strong. Forgotten was Laurel, who silently watched as something huge was about to unfold.

Still frozen and with her eyes locked on Oliver, Felicity began to shake like a leaf. Just like when he danced with her at the masquerade ball. There were so many feelings washing over her, making it almost hard to breathe. She saw how he had trouble walking, his hands clenched at either side. His wounds must hurt a lot! As he closed the gap between them, a tear rolled down Felicity's cheek. Her heart ached, knowing that he was swallowing the pain from his wounds.

And then, he stood 2 steps away from her. He was hit by her familiar scent. God! She still smelled the same. Strawberry and papaya... There were so many things he wanted to ask and say. He wanted to tell her what he felt, when he woke up during surgery. How he asked and pleaded the doctors to tell him where she was. If she was OK.

He wanted to tell her that he was scared out of his mind, thinking that something worse had happened to her. He desperately wanted to tell her that he thought that he had lost her that night. And the thing he wanted to ask was why didn't she visit him that Monday when he woke up? Oliver wanted to tell Felicity that he missed her so and that he… He wanted to say so much, but…the words refused to leave his pale lips.

Oliver saw the trail of another tear on her cheek. She looked so badly hurt; his heart ached seeing her like that. She looked so fragile; it was heartbreaking. Right then, Oliver couldn't hold back anymore. He desperately wanted to pick her up and safely hide her away from the big, bad world. At that very moment, he wanted to wrap his arms around her. So he took that 1 step towards her, but stopped and left a space between them. Oliver wished that Felicity would take that last step.

'Come on, Felicity. Take that last step towards me. Please.' he prayed.

As Oliver waited for her to close the gap between them, his heart ramming against his chest, he held his breath.

Felicity saw only Oliver. Oliver, Oliver, Oliver. Forgotten was Laurel. As the seconds passed, Felicity felt like she was about to faint. She knew that he wanted her to take that last step to close that annoying gap between them. But Felicity was so afraid, hearing that little voice again telling her to flee…

So... Want chap 5 on Tuesday? Then you know what to do!