A doctor came towards Oliver.
"Felicity Smoak?" He asked. Oliver could only nod.
"Don't worry son, she is going to be fine!" The doctor said smiling, then the smile vanished. Oliver could swear the man had stopped breathing. Oliver stared the man in the eyes until the man dropped his gaze. Oliver suddenly felt all of the air vanish.
"However...the baby is another issue." The doctor looked back up at Oliver.
"Baby!? What...WHAT BABY!?" Oliver exclaimed. His mind shot back to a couple of weeks ago.
6 weeks ago-
Felicity was in the WORST mission ever. She felt next to naked in her bikini. She was dressed as a swimsuit model. Oliver almost had a heart attack when she volunteered to be bait. Roy and Diggle were too busy laughing at the way her face turned red when she walked out in here pink and gold outfit. Her heels clicked across the stage as she was announced,
"Marissa Kendrick!" She put on a radiant smile and waved. Her eyes searched for the killer only to find his eyes wondering over her. She gave him an air kiss and pranced off the stage. When she reached the bottom a hand wrapped itself around her waist. It wasn't Oliver. She felt a cleanly shaved chin glide up to her ear.
"How about you come with me?" It whispered. It was the killer, who targeted models. If Felicity opened her mouth she thought she might scream. So she only nodded in reply. He lead her out the back.
"Let's have some fun!" He said.
"In your DREAMS!" She said stomping on his foot in her 6in heels crushing his toes. He was surprised. good. She pushed her fingers on a certain spot on his neck so he fell unconscious.
Oliver was soon at her side, he began to speak but she placed two fingers to his mouth silencing him. Oliver pulled her to him.
"How about I go to YOUR place tonight?" She questioned. He looked at her curiously, she kissed him.
"Come on Ollie, we have been dating for 2 months and been head over heels in love for much longer!" She said.
"Trust me." She whispered. She was with him the rest of the night.
Present-
The doctor looked at Oliver.
"It appears Miss. Smoak didn't tell you?"
"It APPEARS SO!" Oliver said voice raising. Diggle came and placed a hand on his chest.
"Will the baby be alright?" Diggle asked looking at the doctor. The doctor shifted on his feet.
"Miss. Smoak needs to be free of stress especially for the next few days. She needs plenty of sleep and food, most of all comfort. Then I will be able to tell for sure." The doctor said confidently. Oliver couldn't believe it! He was going to be a husband and a father! Why didn't she tell him!
"Can I see her?" Oliver practically pleaded. The doctor nodded.
"Keep in mind Mr. Queen, that she needs to be comforted, not interrogated." The doctor said warningly. Oliver nodded understandingly. The doctor was called away and it was just Oliver and Diggle.
"Did you know about this!?" Oliver said looking at Diggle accusingly.
Diggle was silent.
"YOU KNEW!" Oliver exclaimed. He sunk into a chair.
"Look! I promised not to tell! She was freaking out when she found out! She was going to tell you! But...she was afraid." Diggle's voice dropped.
"Afraid! Afraid of what!" Oliver stood.
"Afraid of you!" Diggle said in his face. Oliver took a step back.
"Me?" He said grabbing a chair to steady himself.
"Of your reaction. All of your stupid rules. You...you love her I get that but...Oliver! You are SSSSOOOO overprotective! She...she didn't want any special treatment." Diggle said. Oliver felt as if he were hit by a truck. Sure he was protective of her, sometimes he went overboard but it was only because he loved her. He loved her so much.
"I...I...ugh" he struggled to find the words.
"Don't tell me. Tell her" Diggle said nodding in the direction of her room. Oliver looked back and then looked at Diggle nodding. He straightened up and took calming breaths. Then he walked to her room.
