So who is ready for tonight's episode? Not me, that's for sure. I'm pretty sure this is going to be way more dramatic than I can handle especially if anyone other than Slade dies.

"Is our hooded friend going to be joining us for dinner tonight?" Quentin asked as they headed to the table to sit down.

"Domestic stuff isn't really his style-" Felicity said but got cut off as someone rang the doorbell. She looked to Sara who shook her head so if Sara didn't invite anyone else then who was at the door?

If it was Arrow, she was going to shoot him with his own arrows and push him back out the door. They were not going to have a repeat of last week.

Felicity walked over to her front door and put her eye up to the peep hole. She almost didn't open the door but she knew if she didn't, he would either keep ringing the door bell or slip in through her bedroom again.

He wasn't in green so technically he wasn't Arrow this time.

"Oliver, what are you doing here?" She hissed at him as she opened the door.

"Nice to see you too," he smiled but she just continued to stare at him, "I brought wine, please let me in?"

She stepped aside, letting him through the door then followed him to the table.

"Ollie, what are you doing here?" Sara jumped up and went to hug him a little tighter than necessary. He really shouldn't be there, especially after the hood being there last week. She didn't want to think of how her father would react if he knew who the hood was.

"I heard from a...friend of ours that a meeting was going on and I thought maybe I should come see what was going on."

Sara looked over Oliver's shoulder at Felicity and she nodded. If they somehow made it through this without Quentin finding out, they were going to have to have some serious words with Oliver about things that need to be done to keep secrets.

Sara let him go and Quentin stood up to greet him.

"Oliver Queen."

"Officer Lance."

Quentin just glared at him for a minute, just long enough for Felicity to get worried about what he was going to do then his face broke out into a smile and he offered Oliver a hand. "Welcome to the Vigilante Club, Mr. Queen."

After shaking hands, they all took their seats and it was all Felicity could do not to panic when they ended up sitting exactly like they did when Oliver was here as the Arrow last time.

She could see Quentin eyeing Oliver, probably wondering the same thing she was which was why was he not sitting next to Sara? He was across from her but still.

There was no way they were going to make it through this with his secret identity intact.

Somehow they made it through. Felicity even managed not to choke on her drink- only because she refused to drink anything even though she knew the wine Oliver had brought was probably the most amazing wine she'd ever get to taste. Maybe he would leave the rest of the bottle.

They had finished dinner long ago, now they were just sitting around talking. Felicity started telling them embarrassing stories from her preteen years and as much as Sara tried to get him not to tell them, Quentin had plenty of embarrassing stories to tell about Sara when she was little as well.

They tried to get Oliver to share some stories but he insisted that he was a perfect child and had no embarrassing stories to tell so of course, Felicity had to tell them about the horrible cover stories he tried to use on her when they first met. She kept mostly to the truth, just telling Quentin that Arrow had sent Oliver out to get information since at the time Oliver was the only one working with him.

She had already told Sara about the first time with the bullet hole laptop that he spilled coffee on but she hadn't told her the rest so when she got to the sports drink in a syringe, Sara and her dad were both nearly in tears from laughing so hard while Oliver just sat there in shame. His cover stories hadn't seemed that bad at the time but hearing Felicity tell them made him realize that yes, they really were that bad.

"Please tell me," Quentin said as he tried to get his breath back from laughing, "that you figured it out after that. It can't have gotten any worse than that."

"At that point I thought Oliver was Arrow but it wasn't like I could just ask him if he was or let him know that I knew, he might have put an arrow in me for all I knew. But then Arrow tried to talk to Moira Queen and she shot him and he ended up bleeding in the back of my car. He wouldn't let me take him to the hospital even though I was pretty sure there was more blood in my car than in him at that point and made me take him to his hideout where Diggle was. We got him patched up and then Oliver came in. We've been working together since."

"Wait a minute. Diggle? Isn't that the name of your driver bodyguard?" Quentin asked and Oliver explained how Diggle had gotten hurt trying to help Oliver help Arrow and Quentin mentioned Diggle should come by sometime too. It amazed Felicity how comfortable Quentin was inviting people over to a house that wasn't even his own. She didn't mind too much though.

"So do I get to know where this mysterious hideout is?" Quentin looked eagerly at them.

All three of them looked at each other and then back at Quentin and spoke in unison, "Absolutely not."

Quentin smiled to himself as he left the apartment. A year ago he wouldn't have believed that he would eventually be part of a vigilante club but now he trusted this group of people more than anyone in the police department. Too many co-workers have turned out to not be the people he thought they were.

Team Arrow might not use legal methods but at this point, they were doing more good for the city than the police.

He just wished they would give in and admit that Oliver was Arrow. But for now, he would play along and hope that maybe someday they would trust him enough to tell him.