Chapter Three (Explanation)

She could hear a continuous beeping noise.

Beep. Beep. Beep.

'Is that my heartbeat?'

It was annoying the fuck out of her. She felt numb, her body ached, and her head hurt. Moving with strength she didn't know she had, she sits up.

Pulling out an IV from her right arm, she dangles her feet off of the hospital bed.

Where was everyone?

She looks around the empty room, noting that the room is white, the walls, the equipment as well.

Hate. That's what she's feeling about this room right now. It's too plain. She wished she were back in her apartment in Starling City. The room had a nice arrangement of flowers in a vase on a night stand near her hospital bed. She took a step toward the flowers and touched a small petal.

'So, delicate.' She thought

She tried to walk to a window, but noted that she was still attached to a machine. It was monitoring her heart rate and breathes. Ripping off the probes on her chest, she hears an eerie flatline, followed by heavy foot falls.

"Shit, she's dying!"

Then the door to her room crashes to the floor and a worry faced Steve Grant Rogers A.K.A Captain America barges in.

"Please, come in." She says in a sarcastic tone.

Gaping open mouthed at her, he moves closer, and she takes a step back. Grabbing her hands in his, as if trying to convince himself that this was not a dream, he looks determined. Moving his hands down to her hips, he pulls her lush against himself. Lining his hips with hers, he crashes his lips to hers.

He kisses her as if he's been starving for it. Like he needs it so he can survive. He gives everything he's got to give to convey to her that he needs her to keep living.

Felicity is shocked and gasps and Steve uses this to his advantage. She's not kissing him back. Too stunned to do anything, but that doesn't deter the Captain. No. He's even more determined to get a reaction out of her. He sticks his tongue into her mouth so he can taste her.

'So, so, sweet.' He thinks to himself.

Pulling back, she looks into his eyes, and with an anger she didn't know she was holding in, pushes him away. She raises her right hand and brings it forcibly across the face of a lust ridden Steve fucking Rogers.

"How fucking dare, you?!" She screams at him menacingly.

"I totally deserved that." He says as he rubs his now red left cheek. "Can you blame me, doll? You look like a real Angel. Your hair is all loose and flowing, and don't even get me started on those wings. They're as white as snow. You're so beautiful." He says admiringly.

Her face went from pink fury, to ghost pale.

"Wings?" She asks as she turns around looking for a mirror.

"Fuck." Steve says as he quickly turns around, disguising his blush and adjusting his hard on.

"Wings." Came another voice from the doorway.

Felicity turns around to the voice and sees Tony walking into the room on top of the door that Steve broke down. She walks up to Tony and smacks him too, and hard.

"I totally deserved that too."

"You're my fucking FATHER!"

"Glad you have your memories back baby."

"Don't baby me asshole. Explain. Now." She says on a growl.

"Calm down baby. I'm gonna try to explain this to you but you need to calm down."

Holding her gown closed in the back, Felicity turns and sits back on the hospital bed.

"FRIDAY, initiate security protocol. Code name: Smoak."

"Already took the liberty of doing so, boss."

"Thank you. The door is broken, but no one can get to this part of the ward. Now, you're gonna want to sit for this too Cap."

"Talk!" Felicity and Steve said in unison.

"Ok but don't interrupt. I'm serious. Just sit there and listen."

Clearing his throat, he loosens the tie he's wearing. On a sigh, he walks over to a window.

"Felicity, I met your mother when we were both in our twenties. She was young, and beautiful and literally every man's wet dream come to life. You know she worked at that stupid casino. I was a frequent customer. She had this aura about her, and I just wanted to be around her no matter what. I came onto her the way Capcicle came onto you before I walked in here. I'm gonna get you back for that by the way. She's the fruit of my loins. Anyway, we did the do, and I left. I know, don't give me that look. I was young and stupid. But she called me eight months later telling me that I was gonna be a dad. I didn't believe her. But I'm a fucking genius and the timing definitely added up.

So, I paid for her flight from Vegas to L.A. And when she gets to my house, we have this huge fight. Not my best moment either. I may have offered her more money than I had back then. I offered it to her because I was lonely, and having you didn't look so bad if I could just have you all to myself. She smacked me so fucking hard. I guess you get that from her too.

The stress from our fight made her water break, and she goes into labor. I rushed her to the med wing at my then house. She gives birth to you, only you weren't breathing. You weren't alive. Stillborn. Donna starts screaming and crying and blaming me for everything. She starts praying over you, and something even science can't explain happens. You start crying.

I couldn't believe my fucking eyes. But then I really couldn't believe my fucking eyes because you grew mini wings. I brought you guys to New York where I raised you with Donna. We loved you but not each other. She kept trying to leave with you. But I wouldn't let her. Your powers manifested when you were five allowing you to control time, and everything around you. Your wings just kept growing, but you kept tripping over them because you couldn't control them.

I literally fired everyone. We could not afford to let anyone know about you. I tutored you, taught you everything I knew. Brilliant. Fucking Brilliant you were, you are. You fucking built Dumm-E when you were seven. One day after you turned seventeen, you walked in on one of my failed experiments. It exploded, sending you flying. You hit your head really hard. It broke my heart to see you in a coma. Four months. That's how long it took you to wake up. I went into heavy drinking and drug abuse for four months. I blamed myself for what happened to you. But my bad luck didn't end there. God Felicity, you woke up one day in December. It was Christmas actually, and you didn't even know who I was. Merry fucking Christmas, right?

Anyway, you also didn't know how to use your powers. Your wings went back into your body. When you asked me who I was, your mother told you I was your cousin. You believed her, and she took you away from me. God that woman drove me crazy. So, so, fucking head strong and always trying to get you away from me. Well to be honest, I would try to get away from me too.

She took you back to Vegas, where she changed your name to Smoak and tossed the Stark name in the trash. But you have Stark in your blood. You are Felicity Megan Smoak-Stark. I never stopped loving you baby. I paid for your college tuition behind your mothers back. I made that guest appearance at your graduation from M.I.T. back in '09. "

Walking over to Felicity's bed side, he grabs he hands in his and brings them to his lips.

"Your DNA is out of this world Felicity. You're amazing. You're mine. I claimed you back then as my daughter and I still claim you 'til this very day as my daughter. Please tell me you forgive me. Please my Angel." Tony pleads.

With tears in her eyes, she grabs Tony's face and kisses him on the cheek.

"Tony, I have one question for you."

"Yes baby?"

"Can I have a pony?" She says on a laugh.

Rolling his eyes and pinching the bridge of his nose, he concludes, that this was in fact, the longest fucking day of his life.

"Now Capcicle, you're no longer allowed near my spawn. Also, you are never allowed out of this tower again Felicity."

Felicity put her head in her hands and just starts cackling.

"Good one dad. But I'm twenty-four. I'm going back to Starling City soon."

Tony literally looked like he was going to explode.

"Felicity Megan Smoak-Stark, you will stay in this tower. Or at least until you learn how to control those powers. You need training. That's where Hawkass, and Nat come in. Cap you're off training duty after that stunt you pulled."

"Dad, I remember that you're my dad, but everything else is a bit fuzzy. Can I please just think about this all?"

"Oh yeah, baby, I need to show you something." Pulling out a phone from his pocket, he starts scrolling through it and pulls up a video. "Please don't freak out when you see this." He says as he hands her the phone.

Felicity takes the phone and plays the video. What she sees next makes her drop the phone in her lap.

"Was that me?"

"Uhuh." Tony confirms.

"And was I flying down from the sky with a fucking Island basically in my hands."

"Uhuh."

"And did I save the planet? And did everyone see me, do it?"

"Uhuh."

"Oh no. Oh my fucking Thor." Felicity began hyperventilating.

"Calm down baby. You're a hero. No casualties." He smiled.

"Ok, I'm a hero. But there are certain heroes that don't know that. But this video is on YouTube, and has fucking four million views. What the fuck? It says here it was put up two days, ago. I've been out for two whole days."

"Yeah, you so beat that salt bae."

"I'm so fucked."

"Language." Cap sighs.

"So very fucked."

"This means everyone in the world knows or is trying to know who I am. Tony where are my babies? I have lots of damage control to do."

"We're back at Tony? Come on Smoak, I've been waiting eight years for you to call me daddy again."

"Ewe. That came out way wrong." Felicity said on a gag.

"Anyway, I'm already on damage control. But I like where your mind is. Like I said you need training. But I have an offer you shouldn't refuse. The Avengers need you baby. They need your computer skills and we need someone who can help us with P.R. situations. Please say yes." Tony says in what he hopes is his convincing tone.

"Look, this sounds cool and everything, but what about my other team? I can't just leave them. I left with who I thought was my cousin, only to semi remember that he's really my dad. My other team needs me too."

"And what other team do you mean, Ma'am?

"Ma'am? Fuck off Cap." She says as she rolls her eyes. "To answer your question, I work with the Starling City vigilante."

"You what? You work with a criminal, Miss Smoak?"

"Really Cap? You're doing this now? Says the guy who shoved his old man tongue down my throat. Yuck by the way."

Felicity looks up to see an amazed looking Tony, and an annoyed looking Captain America.

"Holy shit, you really are his daughter. We're all fucked."

"Language." Tony and Felicity say together.

"Well to answer your question baby girl, can we just figure it out as we go?"

"Fine, for now. But I want to at least make contact with Team Arrow, and can I have some pants? At least some underwear. I have a leg cramp, and I don't want to move because I'm scared of flashing ice, ice, baby my beaver."

"Christ, there are two Starks." He says as he walks on top of the broken door of the room. Looking out into the hallway, he screams, "Does anyone have an iceberg that I can get stuck in? Anyone?"