ixnay on the ownershipay. WAAAH! Chapter 10 is here! I wanted to thank everyone for all your support so far, but I miss reviews! If you could cribble something down in that little box at the bottom and hit the button, you would have even more of my metaphorical gratitude. Lots of happy news in both parts of this chapter, think Dallas for a hint. It may be short, but it is jam-packed. Anyways, heeere's the story!
****FLASHBACK****
Sara was gripping Nyssa's hand, hard. Nyssa and Felicity were holding on to each other, and the fingers on Felicity's other side were laced with Tommy's. Tommy and Oliver, then Thea, then Carter, then Roy, then Ted and Laurel were all attached, with Laurel and Sara completing the circle. Any other time it would have been hokey, but right now they all needed the support. The commercials ended, and the radio announcer's voice came back on.
"AAAAND here it is, your number 2 song of the week! I GIVE YOU CARRIE CUTTER, with 'Shot me in the Heart!'"
Felicity was pretty sure she screamed, but everyone else was in an uproar too. They had been watching the numbers all week as "Shot me in the Heart" and "Anything but a Hero" warred for the top spot on the charts. If "Shot me in the Heart" was number two...but everyone was shushing each other as the rival tune came to an end.
"Again, that was Carrie Cutter with 'Shot me in the Heart'. Which means the number one song on this week's Top 40 Countdown, the very first single from newcomers The Pretty Rich, iiiiiis, 'ANYTHING BUT A HERO!'"
Felicity was almost surprised she didn't faint.
****END FLASHBACK****
Felicity was nervous. Felicity was very nervous. she hadn't been back to Vegas since she left for college. With all the hustle and bustle of trying to find a new record label while on tour, she hadn't been able to think about it too much, but here they were, pulling up in front of a hotel just off the strip. She had promised her mother that she would visit while in town, but now she was hunting for an reason not to. She loved her mother, but the few times she had come out to Boston had shown that the two women had as little in common as ever. An excuse came in the form of a group text from Lyla, saying "Meet in our room."
When the group had gathered, Lyla stood up from the chair she had been in, with John squeezing her hand as the hum of chatter ceased.
"I'm pregnant." Lyla declared.
There was an outpouring of congratulations. There were a lot of hugs. There was Tommy running for the minibar before Thea reminded him that pregnant women couldn't drink.
"Doesn't mean I can't!" he replied, gleeful and reaching for an airplane-sized bottle of vodka. Thea shoved him back to his armchair.
When everyone had settled down again, Diggle took over the talking.
"Obviously, Lyla and I will stay with you for the rest of the tour. However, starting a family means that moving around won't really reasonable anymore. While you all have been working on a new deal, we found work with a security firm back in Boston. We wanted to give you guys the heads up."
"And we wanted to thank you." Lyla added. "It has been an amazing trip so far, and we're looking forward to the rest of it. We wanted you to know that you will always be welcome for dinner when we get back. And now I'm crying. Why am I crying?"
After Lyla spoke, everyone mingled for a little while, and Felicity took the chance to slip out of the room. Expecting not to have been noticed, she started at Roy's voice in her ear.
"Now you really need to visit your mom."