Felicity and Moira spent a good solid two hours at the computer store. They picked up the processor and spend the rest of the time cruising through the store. Felicity would point out certain things to her and relish on a time when she used it for a mission. Moira loved every second of it, even if he has heard most of them. She drank in every story she told her. Felicity was mid sentence about her having to save Oliver from Ra's Al Ghul when her stomach began to grumble.

Moira eyed Felicity with a smile. "Hungry?" She asked.

"Maybe just a little." She replied. "There's a cute little cafe around the corner that we could go to"

"Lead the way."

Felicity dropped the shopping bag in her car, and led the way to the cafe. When they entered the place, the were hit with the smell of melted cheese, and french fries. Rock n Roll played from the jukebox in the corner. There were neon signs on every part of the wall. The waitress sat them at a booth, next to the window. They both ordered, and within a few minutes their meals were being delivered to them.

"Enjoy" The waitress said walking away.

Both girls began swiping the food from their plates. Moira didn't even realize how hungry she was. I guess the stories from her mom kept her entertained. Growing up, Moira remembered her mother telling her bedtime stories of the Green Arrow. But Felicity, here, would give her so much detail, that at times she felt like she was the one on the mission.

Moira ate the last of her french fries, and dunked them in her chocolate milkshake. She offered some to Felicity but she politely declined.

"Hey, I know I haven't asked, but how are you doing?" Felicity asked her, reaching to grab Moira's hand.

"What do you mean?" Moira said confused.

"I mean this. This whole thing." Her eyes looked around the room, and then back at her. "It can't be easy for you."

Felicity had no idea what Moira was going through, but she wanted her to know that she wasn't alone. Yeah, she wasn't her mother, yet. But Felicity had grown a soft spot for her. Moira was intelligent, funny, and so kind. Felicity already felt connected to her in a motherly way.

Moira eyes softened when she realized what Felicity meant. "It's been tough" She thought about the nightmare she had last night. "But, knowing that I'm not alone is definitely helping."

Felicity gave her hand a gentle squeeze. "Hey. As long as I'm here you will never be alone."

Moira could feel her eyes moistened. She knew what Felicity was telling her was true. But she felt guilty. The things she said to her parents, what she said to her mom. "But the things I said to you, the things I will say to you..." She trailed off, tears falling down her cheeks.

Felicity wiped them away gently with her finger. "That's what kids do. They say things they don't mean. I was a rebellious child once, and I know how parents are. But there's something a parent will always do." She paused. "They will always love their child. No matter what."

Moira got up from her side of the booth, and moved towards Felicity. She hugged her tightly. Felicity was taken aback a bit, but threw her arms around her. She rubbed her back as Moira whispered "Thanks Mom."

Their embrace was cut short, as Felicity had received a text message. "It's already 6. We have to go pick up Oliver."

Felicity and Moira drove down to Oliver's office. The light from the street posts illuminating their way. They pulled in front of City Hall, and Moira slid to the backseat, when she noticed Oliver walk out of the building.

He opened the passenger door and slid in. He gave Felicity a kiss,Moira turned her head to look away.

"Hi Moira" He said after buckling in, and Felicity driving off.

"Hi Oliver." She returned the salute.

"How was your day today?" He asked both girls.

"It was really good. We went to pick up the processor, spent two hours in the store, and we just finished a late lunch." Felicity told him.

"Well that sounds like fun." He said.

"How was your day at the office?" Felicity asked.

"Good, Lance and I were working on the proposition for the recreational center we want to build in the Glades."

"That sounds awesome." Moira interjected. "Hows that going?"

Oliver was surprised by the interest coming from Moira. "It's coming along, it was a little slow. We should finish the draft by tomorrow, and hopefully in the next few weeks we'll be able to present it to the board."

"I wish you and Quentin luck. The Glades will really benefit from a rec center." She said, knowing perfectly well that the Quentin Lance Rec Center is the biggest athletic facilities in Star City. In the future that is.

Felicity had parked the car in the alley like yesterday. The three of them got out of the car. Felicity grabbed the intel processor, and they all made their way into the building.

"Are you going to install it now?" Moira asked her, stepping into the elevator.

"Yeah, Curtis has something going on tonight, and well.. I was thinking that you could help me install it?" Felicity smiled widely at her.

"Um yes!" Moira said excitedly.

Oliver watched the exchange with a smirk. The elevator doors opened, and they could hear two voices arguing.

"No she's definitely more Felicity than she is Oliver."

"No, she got more of Oliver's characteristics."

"She good with computers, she hacked into the bunker. OUR BUNKER!"

"That may be so, but she's better with a bow, a lot better than- oh hi guys!"

Diggle and Rene waved at them, halting their argument.

"We're you two fighting about me?" Moira asked chuckling. Her, Oliver and Felicity made their way to the platform in the center. It was elevated, and all three of them could see Diggle and Rene better from that height.

"Rene, I don't think you finished your thought. She's a lot better than who?" Oliver asked when neither one of them responded. Diggle and Rene just stared at each other not knowing what to say.

"Oh boy, you guys are in for it now." Felicity laughed. She walked over to the computers, and turned them on. She had the systems up, as she unboxed the new processor. Before she could even pull on the tape, an alarm began to ring. Oliver, Moira, Rene and Diggle approached Felicity.

"What is it?" Oliver asked her, eyeing her computer.

Felicity's fingers began typing away. "It's Carrie Cutter. She escaped A.R.G.U.S. two weeks ago. A traffic cam just caught her disarming an alarm at the QC Applied Science lab."

Moira looked at her confused. "Who's Carrie Cutter?"

"An archer." Rene answered. "Codename: Cupid"