"Oliver, we're going to have to fix this. The cat is out of the bag; it can't be put back in."

Oliver rubbed her arms, "I know. I'm sorry, Felicity."

"Don't be. We planned on getting married over here. Now everyone knows we already are. I'm more worried about your mom. Did you see the look on her face? I thought my mom was the only one that could do that," Felicity replied.

"Oh shit," he groaned.

He looked down at Felicity. He lips were bruised and there was beard burn around her mouth from the kiss and wanted to kiss her again. The doors to the ball room opened and Moira along with Thea walked out.

"Well, I'm glad that things are working out for you two but what the heck was that in there?" Moira scolded.

"Yeah, Ollie. Nice punch," Thea joked.

"I'm sorry, mom. I didn't expect that and I know today was supposed to be about QC, dad, and just us dating...but he," Oliver began to apologize.

"He provoked you," Moira interrupted.

"Moira, I think I have a solution for this," Felicity stated.

"And that would be what, Felicity? It isn't like you can type away everyone that just heard him refer to you as his wife."

"Not exactly but I do have a regular alarm that signals me if my or Oliver's name pops up anywhere on the internet whether it be blogs, news, pictures, so on. I go through everything and delete and block what I don't think is appropriate. Now, I guarantee there are a few things that have popped up based on the loud vibrations coming from my clutch in the last thirty minutes so I will go through those."

"Okay, that will help but not solve things," her mother in law replied.

"That is where the private interview with Starling's most credible reporter with Starling's power couple comes in. Oliver and I sit down, say how we met in Boston while he was at one of the universities he went to and I was at MIT. We fell in love and he asked my father for his blessing while we visited my family in Russia, where I grew up as a dual citizen with an American mother and a Russian father. I tell them how my parents met, my education, make myself out to be the perfect bride for Oliver who will state how he changed when he met me, stopped playing around, and grew up to take over QC with me as a properly appointed head of IT but that we didn't want Oliver to be accused of nepotism so we kept our relationship quiet until we deemed it appropriate to announce it. Oliver was protecting my honor after Max Fuller got handsy due to too much alcohol so he will seem to be the handsome caring husband that he is," Felicity rattled off her plan.

Moira tapped her finger against her chin thinking about Felicity's plan, "So we control what the public sees?"

"Exactly," Felicity grins.

"It could work mom," Thea said.

"You thought of this in just thirty minutes?" Oliver asked.

"Actually, I've had a few backup plans just in case something happened. I am one of the best people out there to cover my tracks but I can't control what life throws at me. The plan for a private interview and photo shoot is just being implemented a bit sooner than expected."

"You really are a genius!" Thea chuckled.

"Yes, she is. I think Felicity's idea will work. It will still probably have a few issues but we can control those I think. We'll need to contact PR, our lawyers, and Felicity must decide on her name."

"Felicity Smoak Queen," she interjects.

"Wonderful. Well, I think the majority of the guest have left since your tantrum," Moira spoke.

"It wasn't a tantrum, mom."

"Whatever, dear. Let's go home."

Felicity and Oliver stood looking at each other in the doorway of their conjoined rooms. The air was filled with tension. Neither one knew what to do or what the other was thinking.

"Oliver" "Felicity"

Both laughed, "Go ahead," Felicity said.

"No, you go."

Felicity bit her lower lip and it took all of Oliver's willpower not to grab her face to kiss her but they had to talk about their relationship. They've only been married for a bit over a month so he shouldn't feel like he does because it takes longer than that to fall in love. Or at least he thought it was. He never felt like this before nor so quickly. Oliver wanted to protect and if he was being honest with himself, he wanted to possess her too. Felicity awoke a very primal instinct in him that he fought every day. He wanted to pull her in his arms, make love, and wake up holding her every morning. Going to work with her every morning after sharing breakfast, listening to her sweet voice yet already terrified of her loud voice that he experienced tonight when he announced their marriage to all of Starling's one percenters just wasn't enough for him anymore. He wanted a real marriage.

She stared at him. Felicity could tell he was holding back, letting her take the reins because he didn't want to push her. She wasn't sure how she felt about Oliver or more specifically she didn't know what to call how she felt about Oliver. It was too soon to be in love after finding Cooper dead in his dorm room. Cooper and her were together for years before she broke up with him a couple of months ago. She found out he stole her X-axis bi-numeric algorithm. Felicity just didn't know what for but she knew when she found his body. The "super virus" allowed him into their server but it didn't make him careful. But should she remain guilty for his decisions the rest of her life? Here, she was in front of this man that made her babble in the worst of times and blush from head to toe with just one look. He supported her and let her shine. Oliver would literally hurt anyone who tried to hurt her and proven it. And that kiss, she could still feel it in her toes.

"You kissed me," Felicity said.

"I did," he grinned and moved closer to her.

"It was a good kiss."

"I agree," he moved even closer.

"What do we do now?"

Oliver moved till he was chest to chest with Felicity. The air was thick with the heady tension between them.

"Honestly?" he replied.

"Yes," she answered.

"I'd really like to kiss you again and then again after that and again after that. Felicity, it may make no sense but I think I am falling in love with you. Your wit, your voice, your spirit and your beauty have overwhelmed me and it's the only thing that makes sense to describe what I am feeling. I am in love with you and I just want to know if you could love me too."

Felicity almost didn't know how to respond but then she realized that she didn't want to feel guilty for the results of other people's actions. She wanted to be happy and being around Oliver made her happy so she did the one thing she had been craving to do since earlier that night. She lifted on her toes and pressed her mouth to his. He responded by holding her face to deepen the kiss, slowly devouring her like she was the most indulgent dessert he ever tasted. She could stop the moan from slipping out and it fueled his desire. He forced himself to pull away and placed a small peck on her lips before rubbing his nose against hers and resting his head on hers.

"I take that as a good sign," he smiled.

"I think I'm falling for you, too."

She never saw him smile so bright. He couldn't stop himself from kissing her again and she chuckled.

"You have no idea how happy that makes me hearing that," he said.

Felicity rested her hands on Oliver's chest, "I have an idea how happy you are. Well, now that it is out. I suppose we ought to let your mother and Thea plan our next wedding."

"And we can plan our honeymoon," he suggested.

"Where do you want to go?"

"Anywhere with you," Oliver replied.

"How about I start a list and you can tell me if you liked it there? I'm sure you've been all over the world and have a few favorites."

"No."

"No?" Felicity asked confused.

"I want our honeymoon to be special. I want to go somewhere neither of us have gone," Oliver replied.

"I've always wanted to go to Bali. Have you ever been to Bali?"

"No, Bali sounds perfect."