Author Note: Here is the next chapter I hope you enjoy it. The next chapter isn't going to be up until next week sometime. Mid-terms for my summer session is coming up next week.

Disclaimer: I still don't own Arrow

He was still trying to catch his breath from probably one of the most incenses experiences he has ever had. She had completely taken over all his senses, he felt her still completely wrapped around him, he could taste her sweat as he placed a soft kiss on her neck, he saw blonde hair everywhere his eyes could look to and finally his nose could only take in the smell of lavender. After he was able to gather enough strength he pushed himself up onto his hands and looked at her face and saw that she was fast asleep. He lowered his lips to hers for a barely there kiss and then pulled himself from within her and off the top of her.

He stood from the bed and covered her up with a blanket that was at the end of the bed. He gathered his boxer shorts and jeans and slipped them back on then walked into the living room. As he walked toward where her travel bag was he thought about the last twenty four hours or so. This whole day didn't go the way he thought it would at all.

After she left him in the Foundry last night he was so mad at himself that he decided that punishing his body was the best idea and the fleeting smell of her didn't help his mood at all. He pushed her after he promised he wouldn't and she left him because of it and he didn't blame her. By the time he was done working out he could hardly move his arms. He wanted nothing more than to go to her place and apologize over and over again, but couldn't do it. The thought of going to her place and her telling him to go and not return was a chance he didn't want to risk.

When Diggle walked into the Foundry and saw Oliver sitting in the dark corner that he hadn't visited in three months he started questioning Oliver immediately. Oliver then told Diggle about the night before and stood up while he did so. Diggle walked up to Oliver gave him a reassuring pat on the shoulder and then told him that he was an idiot. A little later that morning when Diggle told Oliver that Felicity wouldn't be back until Sunday night he felt like he had been punched in the gut. The idea of him not resolving this with her for another two day at least was unacceptable. That was when Diggle suggested that he beat her there and talk to her, while he Diggle hooded up just for tonight. That was when Oliver muttered a quick goodbye and walked out of the Foundry.

Since he has been back from the island he has had some terrible luck with women and he didn't want history to repeat itself again. With Helena, he thought he found someone who believed in justice like he did but he turned out to be very wrong. Then there was McKenna, she got hurt because of Helena and left the city. And of course there was Laurel, she ended up with Tommy and when they broke up her and Oliver started something up again and that was over almost as fast as it began. He had to lie to two of them and it gets emotionally, mentally and physically exhausting to constantly have to play multiple personas.

Now there is Felicity. One of the only two people in the world he didn't have to pretend to. She knew the real him. She knew the Oliver that made bad jokes and even worse cover stories and she knew Oliver the murderer and yet she still accepted him.

Aw Oliver the murderer, he made a quick appearance tonight after she told him about her stolen childhood, but she anchored him to this world again like she always does. He will kill this man, this Jason Graham. He may not be in the book, but he is now number one on the list. It doesn't matter how long it will take before it can happen, but he will kill him. He had to put killing him in the back of his mind, because he still almost lost her anyways.

Then thoughts of losing her and the thoughts of the past that she hides so well started rushing through his head an Oliver shakes his head to clear out all of those thoughts. He walks into the room where he left her. She is cuddling onto a pillow while she lays on her stomach leaving her back completely bare to him. He placed her bag at the foot of the bed and just watched her for a few moments. While looking at her beautiful skin he thinks back to what they had just done.

It was unplanned, but beautiful just like the woman he shared it with. He heard what she said to him as she came for the third time and he plays it on a loop inside his head, "I love you." Hearing her admit that to him made the release he was experiencing seem ten times better. A moan of contentment escapes her mouth and it brings him back to the here and now.

He picks up her bag from the floor and starts to unpack it for her; putting her clothes away and her shampoo and conditioner in the bathroom. A little bag he put on the counter fell off and its contents went all over the floor. As he bent to pick it all up he caught sight of a little round package with pills numbered from one to twenty eight, and he realized that he took no precautions with her earlier, but she did. He releases a breath he didn't know he was holding and finishes cleaning up the mess he made.

As he walked back into the bedroom he looked at her again and she was now laying on her back with her blonde hair fanned out around her and the blanket just barely covering her. He wondered if this was a good idea or not, but he gave into himself. He removed the clothes he put on earlier and slipped into bed beside her. As if she just knew he was there she rolled over to her side and laying her head on his shoulder and draped her arm over is chest. He worked his right arm under her head and wrapped it around her as he kissed her hair. Right before he gave in to sleep, he broke the silence of the room with a whispered, "I love you too."

-

He woke up some hours later to her fusing around the room to get ready for today's event. He showered while she did her makeup and he put on the suite he brought with him. About an hour later she walked out of the bedroom and he couldn't stop the smile. "You look beautiful. I really love that color on you," he said with smile on his face. As far as dresses go it was very simple, but it hugged her body just right it had a deep V-neck in the front, and you could see all of her perfect curves.

"The color was why I had to buy it. Now I feel like I should put matching green paint over my eyes and start walking around all broody like and say 'You failed this city.' Then I can climb into some computer geek's backseat and bleed all over her car." She had a huge smile on her face and a shine in her eyes as she made her joke.

He just walked up to her wrapped his hand around her waist and kissed her temple. "Are you ready for this," he asked as he pulled away.

"Not in the least. At least I'll have an extra hundred dollars by the end of my day," she responded running one of her hands down her dress repeatedly. He grabbed her hand threaded his figures through hers and pulled her to the door.

They climbed into the car he had hired for them and headed off. She couldn't stop fidgeting and he found it rather endearing. When the car stopped and she grabbed ahold of his hand like her life hung in the balance. As they walked into the chapel, her grip only grew tighter. He watched her eyes scan the room, and she must have found what she was looking for because she started pulling him through the crowd. He couldn't help but notice so many people staring at her and he just hoped that she didn't.

They came to a sudden stop and she let go of his hand. He then watched her launch her arms around an older man who stood about an inch shorter than him and had dark brown hair with speckles of grey and a full beard with more grey than the top of his head. The older man picked her up a couple of inches off the ground and spun her around.

"Daddy it's so good to see you! I have missed you so much," she said as the older man put her down and she pulled away from him.

"Me too Sweetie. You really do need to visit more." The older man looked over at Oliver and then looked back to Felicity, "And who is this strapping young man?"

Felicity fell away from her father's side and went to Oliver's, "Oliver, I'd like you to meet my father. Daddy this is Oliver, he's my friend." She looked Oliver in his eyes and a smile spread across her face and that told him that she was thinking about the time he said the same thing about her to his family.

Oliver extended his hand out to him, "It's a pleasure to meet you Mr. Stein."

The older man gave a huge smile and took the hand offered to him, "Zachary please. I feel old enough without the word 'Mr.' hovering around me." Oliver offered him a smile. "I'm so sorry to be so rude, but does your last name happen to be Queen?"

"That's my cue to excuse myself to the lady's room," said Felicity then turned and walked away.

"I'll take that as a yes," Zachary said and watched Oliver nod. Both men watched her disappear into the crowd and then Zachary spoke again, "So I take it you know the truth or you would have called me 'Mr. Smoak'."

"Yes sir I do," Oliver responded.

"It's nice to know that she is comfortable enough with you to tell you. You must be very good 'friends'." Oliver laughed a little bit but didn't respond. "You look like a very capable young man, so I'm going to ask you to just keep an eye on her for me ok. With Graham getting out in a couple weeks I'm not sure how she is going to take it all."

Oliver started standing a little taller, squaring his jaw and clinched his hands into fists, "How can someone like him be getting out?"

Zachary used his thumb and index figure to rub his eyes and then answered, "From what I gathered, he stuck up some deal with the DA and his plea deal it got him a shorter sentence."

"Sir I can promise you that nothing is going to happen to her. She means too much to me. I won't let her get hurt," Oliver said to the older man. "Right now probably isn't the ideal time for this, but while she's gone... sir I should tell you that I'm in love with your daughter and as long as she'll have me I'm going to be here for her." He couldn't believe he just said that, that's not something he would normally do. This must be how Felicity feels when her brain to mouth filter isn't working either.

The older man got a huge smile on his face and clamped his hand on Oliver's back, "Actually my boy, I think that was the perfect time." Zachary brought his hand back down to his, but was still smiling toward Oliver, "She has that effect on people. She's pretty amazing."

At that moment Felicity came back to both men and offered a small smile, "They are about to start." The older man excused himself and Oliver lead Felicity to the back row of seats with his hand on the small of her back. As they sat down he took her hand into his and made small circles on the top of her hand all throughout the ceremony.

-

There seemed to be more people at the reception than at the wedding, which wasn't surprising to Oliver. What bothered him most about this whole situation was that there were now more people openly staring at Felicity and it was really starting to piss him off.

He knew that she was noticing all the stares, but she kept a smile on her face. As they walked farther into the room he could hear classical music playing. "Dance with me," Oliver said to her.

She looked to her side and made eye contact with him. He walked her to the dance floor and pulled her close with an arm around her waist and his other hand held her hand tight. He held her closer than what was really necessary, but he wanted to protect her even if it was just a few moments. He pulled her closer until almost every inch of them were touching. She was running her fingers in his hair and had her face was pressed into his neck, "Thank you for coming with me Oliver."

He slightly turned his head a little so he could see her face and he saw the tear in her eyes. He lowered his lips to where her neck and shoulder meets and pleased a chased kiss there. He then brought his face to her ear and whispered, "I'm always going to be next to you whether you need me or not. Always."

She wrapped her arms completely around his neck closing the remaining space between them. He then took her hand and led her to a table. They had just sat down at a table when an older woman sat next to Felicity, "Oh, hello Julia." She looked to Oliver and said, "Oliver this is my stepmother Julia. Julia this is my date, Oliver Queen."

The older woman gave Oliver a smile that he could see was fake and then she spoke to him, "It's a pleasure to meet you Mr. Queen." Normally Oliver corrects people when they call him that, but there was something very unpleasant about this woman so he didn't bother to make the attempt. "Megan dear, Anne is doing pictures right now, but she asked me to relay to you that she would really appreciate it if you go ahead and leave. It's her wedding day and you being here is taking attention away from her and she also doesn't want everybody focusing on the sadness of your life on a day that is supposed to be filled with so much joy."

Oliver was half a second away from saying what was on his mind when he felt Felicity's hand squeeze his thigh. She stood up with a smile on her face and said, "Thank you Julia."

"Thank you for what Megan."

"For helping me win a hundred dollars and for being such a bitch." She took two steps then turned around, "But not necessarily that order."

Oliver was unable to move, between what that woman just said to Felicity and then Felicity actually saying something cruel to someone he was stuck on shock for a moment. His head followed her toward the door and he just erupted with laughter from what he saw. She was walking toward her dad and as she got closer he raised his left hand and tucked between his index and middle figure was a hundred dollar bill. She plucked it from his hand and kissed his forehead and said something to him and then she walked out of the room.

Oliver was following her and walked passed her father. "It was a pleasuring meeting you sir."

"You too Oliver. Take good care of her." Oliver gave him a smile and a deep nod, "Oh and Oliver, you know that old cliché where the dad threatens the boyfriend with death and pain, but not quite in that order." Oliver gives him a huge smile and then nods at him. "That's what just happened here," he gave Oliver a huge smile and then walked away.

He couldn't stop laughing even as he walked outside. When he saw Felicity she had her I-just-cracked-the-code smile on her face, but it wasn't quite reaching her eyes. "That lasted longer than I thought, must be losing my touch. What are you smiling about Mr. Queen?"

He walked up to her and wrapped his arms around her shoulders, "I just got the answer to a question that I have been asking myself since the day I met you." He then gave her a kiss on her forehead and then led her to the car.