So this chapter I wanted to make kind of Fluffy. The last chapters have been filled with tears, betrayal, secrets and other stuff. So this chapter will be like a mix of fluff and stuff.
Hope you enjoy :)
Copyright: Don't own anything.
Oliver woke about 2 hours later to discover Felicity wasn't next to him, panicing he sat up and searched for her when he saw a note on her desk in her handwriting.
Oliver,
Don't worry, I didn't run I went up stairs to make coffee and hopefully find breakfast.
I didn't want to wake you up.
-Felicity
Oliver smiled at her note and headed up stairs to verdant. When he got up there he stopped and just stared at the beauty in from of him. Felicity was standing at the bar with her coffee in hand and a bowl of cereal next to her reading the newspaper. she was tapping her foot on the ground. She was wearing on of his shirts with her shorts peeking out underneath. She looked and saw him and smiled and looked back down and kept reading the paper.
'I'm guessing you freaked out when you first woke up.' She said while giggling.
'Yeah.' He said walking over to her and she handed him a cup of coffee for him. 'How long have you been up?'
'For about an hour and a half.'
'Nightmare?'
'...yeah.' She said hesitantly. 'I hope you don't mind I stole one of your shirts, I bled through the other one.'
'It's fine, looks good on you.' He said and smiled. 'Did you change the gauze?'
'Yeah, it was a bitch to.'
'Let me see.'
'Seriously?' She said looking at him. 'Oliver.' She said in a whiny tone.
'Felicity.' He said mocking her and she rolled her eyes and lifted up her shirt. She flinched when his fingers ghosted over her side.
'Sorry, does it hurt?'
'No, well yes.' She said and he gave her a curious look. 'Yes it does hurt in general, but I flinched cause I'm ticklish.'
'Really.' Oliver said.
'Don't get any ideas, kicked your ass once, I can do it again.'
'If I remember correctly, I did pin you against a wall.' He said as he put her shirt back down
'Only because I hit my toe.' She said.
'Excuses, excuses.' He said and she hit him with the newspaper. 'Excuse me, did you just hit me?' He said trying to be as serious as possible.
'Yup.' She said and turned away. She was stopped when Oliver turned her around and kissed her. She wrapped her arms around his waist since she couldn't to his neck cause of her wound. He slowly back them up until they were against the counter. She broke apart from him and laid her forehead on his chest.
'Oliver, I can't thank you enough for listening to me last night.'
'Of course.' He said. 'We should go back downstairs, some of the workers might be arriving soon.' She nodded and they both went downstairs and sat on the couch. Felicity grabbed her tablet from the desk and sat down next to Oliver and he wrapped them in a blanket. She brought up Netflix and they started watch movies. After the third movie she set the tablet down. She had noticed that Oliver kept giving her questioning glances and she wanted to know why.
'Oliver, If you have a question, just ask.'
'No, I don't have any.'
'You do realize I can tell when you're lying, you're kinda horrible a it.' Oliver looked at her and sighed. 'It;s alright to be curious, If you have a question just ask.'
'You're training, it's unique, one that I've never seen before. Not even on the island. And you said that the mercenary group you worked for were the ones there. But yet your fighting is different.'
'My mission was the island yes, but it was also the mercenary group itself.'
'I don't understand.'
'My boss, sent me on a long term undercover mission, To 'straighten me out' as he put it. No contact from anyone I knew besides himself. Not knowing my surroundings, not knowing my partners. It was a mission to destroy the group I was in. It was a suicide mission. I wasn't supose to come back, which I was it surprised me when they allowed me to transfer off the island.'
'Oh...' Oliver said.
'You never have gone into specifics with you're training. Just a brief overview.'
'Like I said earlier, their are 15 levels. On each level you have a new instructor who teaches you 5 different martial arts. The first level is obviously beginner. They get harder as you increase levels.'
'But, wouldn't that mean that most people wouldn't make it past a recruit. Not everyone can pick up martial arts.'
'Yes, but I also said you could be activated at any point. I was activated my third week their. Here are the steps, you go from from Recruit, to provisional- recruit, to Provisional agent, then a full blown agent.'
'How do you get to all four?'
'A provisional recruit is someone who gets activated when they are still a recruit, its only a hand full of people. A provisional agent is when you've excelled in every area and are almost ready. You get activated, if you are not already, and they put you on a dangerous mission. If you are successful and show potentional you become a agent.'
'What areas do you need to excel in?'
'They are six groups. Combat, Social, Psychological, Undercover, Weapons, and Tech. Each should prepare you. Combat, it speaks for itself. Social is making sure yo understand society, what their responses and reactions will be. How to interact with them. I wasn't the best at that one. Psychological is as it says, sometime you have to turn the tables on your opponent. Undercover teaches you languages, posture, make, everything you need to become someone else. Weapons, is well weapons. And tech is used for hacking, disarming, that whole genre of things.'
'I'm guess you were best at tech?'
'Actually no, Psychological.'
Felicity stepped into the room. Her hair was straightend, she wore a form fitting that hugged her curves. She wore high black heels. Inside the room a man was strapped down to a chair. His face was bloody as a guard punched him across the face another time.
'Enough!' Felicity called and walked towards the men. 'Leave us.' The guards left and closed the door behind them.
'I ain't afraid of you.'
'You should be, there are no cameras, no witnesses.' She said as she circled him. 'No rules.' She whispered in his ear. 'BUt then again, torchuring is such an ineffective way to get information. People will say anything to make the pain stop.' She said and started to walk away. 'But.' She said as she turned around. 'Watching your loved ones endure pain can make anyone crack. Even you.' She said and the man's eyes went wide. "Your daughter, Bella, she just turn seven right. And she has her dance recital this Friday evening. Maybe I'll send one of my friends to meet her. Or maybe even your wife, her spin class is tonight at 6:30.'
"Don't you dare touch them!' She yelled at her.
'Don't worry, I won't. But, there is no telling about the guards.' She said and leaned in close. 'Isn't it exciting, the feeling that you may never know what we will do next.' She said and backed away. 'Then again, we can always slip up and accidently send this file to your employers say that you have agreed to testify to the FBI against them.'
'But I haven't!'
'But they don't know that. Especially is we drop you in their lap, they won;t think twice. I'll give you a moment to think things over.' Felicity said and left them room.
'Oliver..' Felicity started. 'The things I've done. They make me into this..this..' She was cut short by Oliver. He put his thumb on her chin and turned it towards him. He leaned up and kissed her in a passionate kiss. He gently started to push her until her back fell against the cushions and he got on top of her. He slowly moved his hand down and started to unbutton the shirt she was wearing. He kissed his way down her neck and to her stomach and kissed her scars. He moved back up and captured her lips in a mind blowing kiss. The next few hours consisted of them showing their love for one another.
So...whatcha think? You like?
Don't worry, it isn't over yet. Although I am open to suggestions cause I am running out of ideas...
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