AN: So, I hope you guys enjoyed the first episode of season 3 yesterday! Found out that it'll be airing here on the 24th of October...Grr...As usual, thanks for the support! In this chapter we see Oliver go all grr and also a few things happening in Felicty's life once she returns to QC. Enjoy!

A few days later Felicity was starting to get cabin fever. Oliver always found a way to keep her inside the house and made her take some time off at Queen Consolidated. At first it had been sweet that he cared, but now she was getting annoyed. She wasn't some child who needed babysitting, she was a fully grown woman for crying out loud! Then, when she wanted to go out to the grocer for some food, Oliver immediately suggested that they should order takeout. She had basically been living on takeout for the last couple of days and she was starting to feel like a blob from too much junk food. When she reached her fourth day of house arrest, she couldn't take it any longer.

"Oliver I understand that you want me to rest, but this has gotten completely out of hand! I need to get back to work and so do you. You might also have noticed that I can't really do anything involving our night time activities from here. And if it's about me healing properly, I can assure you I'm fine. You already took out the stitches and everything! So, give me one good reason as to why the hell I'm not allowed to go to work!"

"Because I love you and I need you safe!" he yelled back. "I'd never forgive myself if somethig happened to you again. I don't...I don't want that son of a bitch hurting you again."

"Why the hell would the guy come after me again? It was a simple street mugging Oliver!"

"But what if it wasn't, what if it was something more? Look at the facts! If it was a street mugging he would've stolen your purse or something, but he didn't. He might be trying to harm you Felicity and I can't let that happen!"

She was quiet for a moment, considering what Oliver had just said. She paled a bit when she realized that he could be right. Maybe someone was after her. But why? Surely it couldn't be connected to the Arrow, since their only mission at the time being was Lopez but he'd been quiet lately.

"Maybe... but that shouldn't stop me from going to work. It'll be in broad daylight, no one will even think about trying something. And it's not like I'll be out of your sight, I mean I literally work in the room right next to you. Not to mention that the only thing dividing us will be a single glass wall."

He looked like he was considering her proposal. After a while he sighed and chuckled.

"I should've known I'd never win an argument against you. You look too damn sexy when you're mad. Fine, go get dressed. We leave in an hour."

She grinned at him and turned to get herself ready. She settled on her royal blue dress and decided against her regular ponytail, leaving her hair down. She quickly did her make up, making her lips fuchsia pink. She grabbed her glasses and purse and went to meet Oliver in her living room. He insisted on driving her to work and she allowed him, in the hope that he'd feel better about his decision to let her out of her apartment.

It was a short drive to QC. Oliver parked the car in the garage and they walked to the elevator. Oliver took her hand and she gave him a look which said 'you sure about this?' He nodded and brought her hand up to place a tender kiss on it. She felt her face flush at his public affection. They rode in the elevator to the executive floor. When the doors opened she could feel that all eyes were on them. She tensed a bit under their scrutiny. Oliver caught her tension and dragged his thumb along her knuckles, evaporating her worries. They reached his office and he gave her a peck on the lips before they each turned to their own desks. She had a lot of new emails that needed attention. That much she had expected. What she hadn't expected, however, was the QC mailboy delivering her a bunch of flowers. The flowers were orange and short stemmed. She identified the flowers to be Begonias. She turned to ask the mailboy who had sent the flowers, but he'd already felt. She looked across the room to see Oliver staring at her intensely and could see that he was just as confused as she was. When she studied the flowers closely, she noticed the tag tied around the stems. She tensed when she read the message. It read : EVERY FLOWER HAS ITS MEANING.

She hesitantly turned to her computers to search for the Begonia's meaning. When she found the results, she paled. She felt the tension creep into her and her heart was beating in her throat. The meaning of a Begonia was: beware.

Oliver must have noticed her sudden change of expression, because he was already out of his chair and walking towards her in long, steady strides. She quickly closed the webpage and tried to smile as casually as possible. She didn't want him to worry, since he already had so much on his plate. He had a lot to catch up on after his three 'vacation days'. She didn't want to cause him any more trouble.

"Hey, is everything okay?", he asked, clearly concerned.

"Yeah, no, everything's fine!", she answered a little too quickly.

He raised an eyebrow, but let the matter go. She knew he was going to bring it up later though. His eyes fell on the small bouquet of orange flowers.

"So, flowers huh?", he asked and she thought for a moment that she heard a hint of jealousy in his voice.

"Yeah, why? You jealous, Queen?", she said with a smirk.

"No!", he said quickly. "I just don't like it when people send my girlfriend flowers."

Her heart soared when she heard him call her his girlfriend. To her, the whole thing was surreal. She was certain that it was a dream and she would wake up any second. She pinched herself just to be sure.

"Ow!"

"Are you okay? Why did you just pinch yourself?", he asked, a little concerned but very much amused.

"Just to make sure that I'm not dreaming.", she answered sheepishly.

Oliver chuckled and bent down to cup her face in his hands. When he spoke, his warm breath mingled with hers.

"Damn, you're beautiful. You know I love you, right?"

"I've never doubted you in my life."

He gave her a soft and lingering kiss before pulling away. Her lips tingled with the lingering feeling of his lips on hers. She wanted more and looking into Oliver's darkened eyes, she could see that he did too. That would, however, not be a wise move as they were still in QC and they still had to act professional. A loud voice broke through their silent conversation.

"Mr Queen.", Isabal Rochev interrupted.

Oliver stepped to the side and she caught sight of Felicity.

"Really Oliver? Your secretary? I thought that was a little too cliche, even for you. But then again, you do love hiring women with certain...qualifications.", she said and gave Felicity a condescending smirk. "Now I'd appreciate it if you could stop sweet talking your secretary, and actually focus on something work related. I think you've spent enough time together the last few days, don't you?"

With that she turned and left, but not before Oliver caught her firmly by the arm and pulled her aside.

"Listen Isabel, I know we've had our problems in the past, but there is no reason to drag Felicity into this. Your behaviour back there was inexcusable. Now if I ever hear you talk to Felicity like that again, I will have you removed from the premises. Do I make myself clear?", he said threateningly.

She looked baffled for a moment, before regaining her composure. She nodded curtly and left. Oliver turned to find Felicity staring at him.

"You didn't have to do that Oliver. I'm a big girl, I can take Isabel."

"I know, I just couldn't stand it any longer. She had no right to talk about you that way.", he replied and unconsciously clenched his fists.

"Thank you.", she said, giving him a small smile.

The next couple of days were quiet, even for Team Arrow. They couldn't do anything until they got a hit on Lopez, so their evenings consisted of Oliver and Diggle training and Felicity scanning through camera footage for a hit (when she wasn't ogling Oliver on the salmon ladder).

It was then on Friday morning when things took a turn. She walked into the excecutive floor and went to her desk outside Oliver's office. She stopped dead in her tracks when she caught sight of a small and colourful bouquet of flowers resting on her desk. She hesitantly moved towards it. She picked it up and read the tag. It read: LAST CHANCE. FLOWERS SPEAK VOLUMES... Last chance for what?, she thought as she tried to identify the flowers. The orange flowers were definitely lilies, but there were pink and blue flowers which she'd never seen before. She searched for the meaning of orange lilies on her computer. The word 'Hatred' popped up on the screen. She wearily continued to search for the meanings of the other flowers.

The blue flower turned out to be a Monkshood. Its meaning: Beware, a deadly foe is near. Her heart raced. A deadly foe? The thought crossed her mind that the person who sent her the flowers might know about her connection to the Arrow. The last type of flower was the pink one, which she saw was called a Rhododendron. Scientists and their stupid fancy names for everything, she thought. The results she found made her heart stop. She drew in a sharp breath and there was an uneasy feeling in her stomach. The word jumped up at her, like a cat ready to pounce.

The Rhododendron's meaning : danger.

AN: So...You like it? I really hope you do, I was hoping to put a bit of a twist in the story (make sure you guys stay interested ;) ). I won't be updating for a while, 'cause I found out that I have a few unexpected assignments due for Monday when school starts. Wish me luck :( But don't worry, I have a plot in my head and I can't wait till I write more chapters! Also, please no spoilers for Arrow season 3, you are aware of my situation. Favs/Follows/Reviews please! xx