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Not for the first time that evening, Felicity reminded herself that gallivanting over the roofs of Starling City in a blue dress was not the brightest idea she ever had.

It was a good thing Sara had let her grab a pair of tennis shoes, or this little stroll would have turned into some very perilous adventure.

Still, Felicity hadn't had fun like this in a long time.

It had been quiet at the foundry. Oliver had a family thing; and Diggle had left early. On an impulse, Sara had suggested to Felicity a girl's night out, although a different kind to what Felicity was used to.

They climbed a small ladder to reach another rooftop, all the while sharing childhood stories and high school anecdotes.

"And you're really not sorry for missing your prom?"

Felicity shrugged. "No. It wasn't a big deal for me. I had better things to do anyway."

She sat on the small wall, catching her breath. "Ok, I definitely need to work out more."

"We can train together. I can teach you some neat tricks."

"Oh, that would be great. Can you imagine Oliver's face if I wiped his ass on the mat?"

Sara chuckled. "I definitely want to be there when you do that."

Felicity appreciated the use of 'when' instead of 'if'. She knew what she was worth, especially since she had joined Team Arrow. But for some reason, spending time with Sara always increased her confidence tenfolds. She liked to secretly entertain the idea that if the two of them decided to take over the world, absolutely nothing would stop them. Not that she especially fancied the idea of world domination, but it was nice to know that she could if she wanted to.

Sara explored a bit further before hopping back to her with a grin. "Want to raise the stakes a bit?"

Felicity squinted at her. "Depends what you mean by 'raise the stakes'."

"Come on."

Felicity followed her to the edge of the roof. The next building was very close – but still with a very impressive void in between. She turned to Sara with a half-frightened, half-excited look.

"Are you thinking what I'm thinking you're thinking?"

Sara grinned. "Yes, but only if you feel up to it."

She looked at her skirt then at the street below.

"If someone happens to walk by right now they definitely are going to get an eyeful."

Sara raised her eyebrows. "You're wearing underwear, do you?"

Felicity gave her an innocent look. "Fortunately, today I do."

After a startled moment, Sara laughed. "Well, well, Miss Smoak, I didn't picture you as that kind of girl."

"There's a lot you don't know about me, Miss Lance," Felicity winked.

"I can't wait, then,' Sara answered with a playful grin. "Come on."

She was the first to jump, landing graciously on the other side.

"Your turn!" she told Felicity, walking back a few steps and taking in the scenery.

Felicity looked at the empty space, doing some calculations in her head. She was about to propel herself when she realized that Sara wasn't paying attention. She was looking the other way.

"Sara?"

The young woman didn't move.

Something was wrong.

Without thinking any further, Felicity jumped and came to stand next to Sara. She followed her gaze down the building.

Sitting outside a cafe down the street, Laurel and Quentin Lance were having a drink, chatting and laughing.

"Oh."

Felicity hesitated for a moment before putting a comforting hand on Sara's shoulder. Her heart broke when she saw a tear fall down her friend's cheek.

She delicately wiped the tear before tugging Sara into her arms, holding her tightly.

"It's ok to cry," she whispered, and felt Sara's arm sliding around her waist, pressing tightly back. She knew it was Sara's decision to leave her sister in the dark, but it didn't hurt nonetheless. Seeing Laurel from afar and not being able to interact with her – or just letting her know that she was alive – was probably killing Sara a little bit every day.

Felicity held her as long as Sara needed it, and smiled when her friend finally pulled back.

"Ok?" she simply asked.

Sara nodded before smiling back.

"What do you say we go back home? There's this great TV show that I think you would like."

"I'd love that. Let's go."

As they were walking back hand in hand, Felicity said, "By the way, this no underwear thing, it was a joke. I probably would never do that. Not that I ever tried, so I wouldn't know. But I don't think I would feel very comfortable doing it."

Sara laughed heartily, squeezing her hand. "You're a good friend, Felicity Smoak."