Felicity woke up with Connor snuggled into her side. She pulled him close despite the ache in her ribs. The thought of him being possibly hurt or killed had her tossing and turning all night, getting up frequently to check he was still next to her. Felicity got and got changed allowing Connor for some extra sleep whilst she headed downstairs hopefully to talk to Oliver. Felicity walked into the kitchen seeing Moira Queen with a cup of coffee in hand. "Good Morning" Moira says putting her cup down gesturing for Felicity to take a seat opposite her.
"Good Morning" Felicity said taking a seat as Raisa comes in giving her a cup. Felicity thanks her and returns her attention back to Moira.
"How is Connor?" Moira asks genuinely.
"He is fine, still sleeping" Felicity takes a zip of her coffee letting the heat soothe her. "Thank you, I don't know how you got there but thank you" Felicity says tucking her loose hair behind her ears.
"No need Felicity I am ... Grateful that he is safe and home"
"So how did you get there, I didn't hear what you told the police I went straight to Connor" Felicity studies the older woman closely.
"Byron had called me, I went to the warehouse he wanted to make a deal" Moira says her face trying not to give anything away.
"Why would he call you and not Oliver and why meet him empty handed" Felicity challenges.
"I don't know Ms Smoak, I'm just glad my grandson is home" she smiles holding her head back a bit.
Felicity wants to grill her some more but Oliver walks in, in casual wear. "Morning" he says staring at the two women who are fixed on each other.
"Morning" they both say in unison eyes still on each other.
Moira gets up and retreats back upstairs leaving the two of them alone. "So" Oliver starts.
"So" Felicity repeats.
"Felicity about"
"You being a hooded vigilante who jumps from roof to roof arrowing people, what about it?" she smiles sarcastically.
"Felicity there is so much you don't know this crusade of mine, my father died wanting me to write his wrongs" he tells her and Felicity sits back. She can see that he is opening up to her, she can see the hardness in his face as he relives something right in front of her.
"Has it ever crossed your mind that you could be doing some real good in this city, beyond collecting people's stock portfolios?"
"Felicity that is why we have the police" Oliver explains.
"Yes but maybe you could be something, something Connor can be proud of" she argues. Felicity stands up and walks round to Oliver. "I am grateful you saved me and Connor, getting shot ... But Oliver there are other ways, you don't have to be a killer"
"So what be a hero, Felicity I am far from that" with that Oliver turns to see his son who has come down dressed in pyjamas still looking sleepy. "Morning buddy and how are you this morning" he says in a chipper mood.
"Morning" Connor says rubbing his eyes as Oliver snoops him up in his arms, Connor immediately wraps his arms around Oliver's neck, reluctant to let go when Oliver tries to put him down on a stool.
Oliver chuckles when he finally pulls away and brushes his hand across his forehead, "how are you this morning bud?" he asks.
"Good, morning mommy" Connor smiles at Felicity.
"Morning baby" Felicity goes round and plants several kisses on his face, she then hugs him bringing her front to his back and closes her eyes. Oliver watches and knows that she is still reeling from last night, from having him kidnapped, the possibility of never seeing him again or him being hurt was beyond comprehension. Once Felicity unwraps herself she pulls back and meets Oliver's eyes, he immediately sees unleashed tears threatening to spill and he can't help but lean over and plant a kiss on her forehead. At first Felicity is taken back but she closes her eyes, letting his kiss comfort her.
Connor watches this exchange and smiles excitedly, turning round so his parents don't know he was watching he continues to smile to himself. "So what are the plans for today?" Oliver asks as he gestures for Felicity to sit down as he brings breakfast that had been made bringing it to Connor and Felicity. Felicity and Connor simultaneously smile happily at the pancakes Oliver puts in front of them and he can't help but laugh.
"I don't want to do anything, mommy please can we just watch movies in bed" Connor asks taking a bite of his pancakes.
"Of course buddy, I don't feel like doing much today either" Felicity agrees, she too taking a bite of her pancakes. "But" she pauses swallowing, "at home" she looks at Oliver hoping he didn't argue with her on this.
"Sounds like a plan, I don't want to do anything today either, let's go" Oliver looks at Felicity "go home and watch movies" Oliver smiles. He didn't care about anything else today, all that mattered was he spend time with his family, he spend time with Connor. He had come so close to losing his son he wasn't going to waste any time, at least not today. Felicity smiles up at Oliver and nods.
Once they get back to Felicity's, Oliver drops Connor down on the sofa as he was in his pyjamas and didn't have any shoes on. "Alright so movies" Felicity says chirpy. Connor quickly gets up picking up the tablet and running into Felicity's room.
"You staying for movies right?" Felicity asks Oliver who nods in response. "Well you still have your pj's here I presume so go get changed and into my bed" Felicity flinches immediately. "Not like that … what I meant is we watch movies in my room … in my bed" she blushes and quickly jogs into her room. Oliver chuckles and goes to his room changing into pyjamas and joining them.
Oliver stands by the door, Felicity is in bed with her pyjamas on the covers brought up close to her chest, her wavy hair was down for a change and she had forgone her glasses. Connor was sitting next to her swiping through films on the tablet which was linked to the television. Felicity looks up and gestures for Oliver to sit on the bed. Oliver walks over pulls up the cover and gets in. Connor is snuggled in between them as they both look down at the tablet in hand, as he picks a film to watch. After continuous flicking Oliver chuckles at his son indecisiveness, Felicity rolls her eyes and then chooses the Goonies; she had promised that she would watch the movie with him one day.
Connor claps excitedly and then snuggles into Oliver's side. Felicity smiles at the sight and then pulls his feet on to her lap, massaging them lightly. Mid-way through the film Oliver feels Felicity's head come to rest on his shoulder. He turns to see that she has fallen asleep, Oliver shifts and her head sweeps down landing on his lap. Oliver is gratefully that she hasn't woken up. He takes her pillow and props it on his lap, letting her head rest, but he can't help but fight the urge to brush loose hairs away from her face.
Connor who had been watching the film in awe noticed his mother sleeping on his father's lap; he again couldn't help the smile that formed on his lips. He then moved back on the bed leaning his small frame onto Felicity's side.
Once the movie finishes, Connor quickly puts on another one as Oliver slips away to order them some food. When he comes back into the room he finds that Felicity is now awake tickling Connor. "Good Morning" he teases. Felicity pouts as she and Connor sit up looking at him, Oliver watches the unspoken words happen between them. Oliver looks back and forth at them as they both pick up a pillow and begin to hit him with it.
Oliver laughs as the soft pillows hit him; Oliver takes the pillow off Connor and throws it away going to tickle him. "Mom, help" he says giggling as he squirms and tries to push his dad off. Felicity laughs and then hit Oliver with the pillow, trying to get him to stop.
Oliver looks down at Connor as he comes to a halt, now the two of them have an unspoken conversation with theirs eyes. Oliver takes the pillow from Felicity as Connor practically tackles her to the bed, as they both work at tickling her. Felicity laughs and giggles and begs for them to stop, "say uncle" Connor laughs.
"Uncle, uncle, uncle" she cried out but they continued their assault. Connor stops his assault as he hears the tablet hit the floor and gets up to retrieve. Felicity uses this to her advantage as Oliver's attention is to where Connor went to. She quickly flips him round, straddling him, "Uncle" she whispers. Oliver looks up at her and places his hands on her thighs.
Felicity swallows and blushes at the position they are in, and she swears that she can feel Oliver hardening under her. All of a sudden the doorbell goes and Connor excitedly screams pizza running towards the door. Felicity smiles and then tells him not to answer it. She looks back down at Oliver.
Oliver picks up the pillow and hits her with it again as she demounts him and heads towards the door. Felicity laughs and turns her head to give him one more smile.
Later on in the evening when they get Connor down they are sitting on the sofa, "So you going to go to your cave tonight?" she asks.
Oliver glares at her "It is not a cave, and no, not tonight, tonight I said I would spend here" he grins.
"Connor isn't going to know if you leave" she whispers.
"You will" he whispers back, watching as she blinks several times trying to figure out the meaning behind what he said.
"I still don't know where we go from here, you being the … hood, Connor, what do we do, does he come to yours for half the week and at mine the other" she shakes her head in confusion.
"I don't know Felicity, but I like the set up that we have here" he admits.
"You living here with us" her eyes widen looking round.
"Unless you don't want me to, that is"
"No, no I like having you here, Connor likes having you here, besides you can reach the top cupboards, saving me from having to get a chair all the time" she laughs.
Oliver brushes a loos strand of hair behind her ear, he doesn't know why but he feels connected to her. And right now all he can think about is kissing those lips. "Oliver" she murmurs as he begins to stroke her cheek. Felicity leans into his touch, it had been so long since she was touched by someone and it was immediately making her whimper.
"Felicity" he says pulling her in and capturing her lips. For a few moments they get lost in the kiss until Felicity's phone starts going off. She pulls back reluctantly and looks at her phone.
"I have to take this" she rolls her eyes and pouts. Oliver laughs and nods as he watches her walk away.
A few minutes later Felicity ends her conversation and marches over to Oliver. "Get out" she shouts.
Oliver stands and looks at her in confusion. "I don't …"
"No, no you do not get to talk, get the hell out of house" she points to the door.
"Felicity"
"No, what did you just think, did you think that you could what …" she shrugs, "worm your way into my life and what … get me to fall for you" she is now crying and Oliver just stands frozen in place not knowing what to say.
"Felicity I have no idea what you are talking about" Oliver says.
"You're a liar that was my lawyer, he got a phone call from your attorney" she is now shaking. "You contacted him, you're fighting me for custody of Connor"
"What?" he moves towards her but she holds her hands out to stop him.
"Don't, do not play stupid, he told me you contacted your attorney wanting custody" she spits, she turns on her heels and rushes to his room. She quickly begins to pack his things, throwing them into a duffel bag. Oliver tries to stop her so he can talk to her, but she is fighting him and pushing him away.
"Get out, get out, out, out" she is pushing him, he lets her and she knows this but it only fuels her anger. "Let me tell you something Oliver Queen, you maybe his father, and I may be just some woman who raised him, but I will be damned if I let you take him away from me" She bites her lip to stop it from trembling. "So help me god the whole world will now you are the hood, let's see if the courts will grant custody to a hooded green vigilante who shoots arrows into people" she pushes him out of the door and slams it shut.
Felicity sinks down to the floor, leaning her back against the door, drawing her knees close to her chest and crying.
Oliver is still standing outside of her door, shocked; he never made that call and does not know what the hell is going on. Oliver leans his head against the door and can hear her crying. He stands back up knowing there was only one person who could have made that call.