Guys! Guys! Guys! I HAVE AN IDEA! Okay it may be dumb but I'm going to put it out here anyway. Have you ever heard a song and thought 'That would be a great Olicity fic?' Well what if you guys did something fun with me! What if I post a song that I think would make a great fic and let you guys do the writing! I'm sure some of you guys reading this love to write. Maybe some of you just need something to spark your imagination to get you going! What if I chose a song, you guys write a fic, and then PM me the link and I'll read your fic? You guys always read my fics and I'm sure there are a whole bunch of talented writers out there! It's totally cool if you aren't interested at all! I just thought it would be something fun to do to get us through the hiatus! I feel like this could be a way to connect with a bunch of my readers! Plus I can give a shout out to the ones who do submit a fic in each chapter!
So if you are interested, the song I can't stop picturing these two love birds to is Let's Hurt Tonight by One Republic.
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Go wild my fellow writers!
Hope you enjoy this chapter! I'll shut up now and let you get back to what you came for... THE FIC
When was he going to wake up? He had been out for hours now. I worried pacing back and forth. Roy had went home for the night leaving me with Diggle and an unconscious Oliver.
"Felicity, can you stop pacing for a minute? You have literally paced for the last five minutes without a break," Diggle said sounding exhausted. "You're wearing me out just by watching you."
"Sorry. Sorry..." I muttered sitting down in my chair. I looked over at his body and let out a loud sigh of frustration.
"Felicity, what's eating you? Well besides the obvious of course?" A look of concern was evident on his face.
"What if he pushes me away Diggle? What if he does what he does best and decides to push the ones he is closest to away? This past month has been perfect! He's actually seemed happy for once! What if he wakes up and decides that he has changed his mind?"
"I don't think that's going to happen Felicity." The look in his honest eyes made me feel slightly better.
"How can you be so sure Dig?"
"The love he has for you is more powerful than anything I've ever seen. You make him happy. I think he is at his strongest when you are right there beside him," Diggle answered glancing over at Oliver's resting body.
"You really think so?"
"I know so."
"Thanks Dig." A yawn escaped my lips as I stretched my arms above my head.
"Why don't you go home. You're tired and it's been a hell of a night." He suggested.
"I'm not leaving until I know he is okay," I said standing my ground.
"Felicity, Oliver wouldn't want you to wear yourself out. He's going to be okay Felicity, I promise."
"If the situation was flipped and I was the one passed out on that table, would he leave the room?" I asked knowing by the look in his eyes that I had just won the argument.
"Well I'm not going to let you sit here and starve. I know you two didn't get to go out for dinner as planned .Would you like some Big Belly Burger?" He asked defeated.
"Sure I would appreciate that," I agreed. He grabbed his leather coat and gave my shoulder a pat.
"Be back before you know it."
...
Two more agonizingly slow hours passed by. Oliver was still passed out cold. I was now just staring at Oliver. I kept thinking that any second he was just going to wake up. Thinking that maybe if I said the magic word he would arise, I began casting spells. Abracdabra! LeviOsa! Alacazam! Accio Oliver! Nothing seemed to work.
Maybe I could try the force. I scrunched my eyebrows together and focused really hard on Oliver. Come on! Wake up dammit! Without a warning Oliver sat straight up screaming out his sister's name.
"It worked! Wait... Thea?" I asked surprised at the name he called.
"Felicity? Dig?" Oliver asked confused.
"Oliver what happened man?"Diggle questioned.
"My sister... he's using my sister," he muttered not making any sense.
"Oliver, you're not making any sense man. Who's using your sister? What happened to you?" Diggle looked at Oliver hoping he would slow down and clarify for us.
"The copy cat archer... it was my sister. Meryln has her under some kind of influence. I think he said it was a drug or something," Oliver said causing Diggle and I to glance at each other in disbelief.
"Merlyn is still alive?" Skepticism sounded in my voice.
"Apparently so. I was a test run to see if Thea would be able to carry out the whole mission he needed her for under his influence." Oliver elaborated.
"Well she sure earned a gold star for acing this test. What could he possibly be doing that requires him to brainwash his own daughter? I thought my parents were bad," I said still trying to wrap my mind around the shocking information Oliver had just brought to light.
"I have no idea. Sadly Meryln didn't feel like revealing his master plan, just the minor one. Not only was I a test dummy, but I was also a distraction. Taking me out of the game gave Meryln time to get whatever he was trying to accomplish done. We need to head out now." With us being fully caught up to speed Oliver tried to stand up. His body practically laughed at him as he fell back onto the table with a cry of pain.
"No offense Oliver but you are in no shape to go anywhere, much less stop an evil master mind," I voiced resting my palm on the uninjured side of his chest.
"I can do it," he insisted placing his hand on my wrist tenderly.
"Why don't you rest here with me. You can help me search facial recognition city wide. Diggle can search the city with Roy. And didn't Laurel mention that Sara was visiting tonight and staying for a few days? I'm sure she would help you guys out if you asked," I suggested. Oliver was in no condition to fight Malcolm. Oliver took a second and took in my proposition.
"That sounds like a really good plan Oliver. I agree with Felicity. You are in no shape to fight him. He's kicked your ass before and he will definitely do it again. Let us handle this one Oliver." Diggle gave me a nod of approval.
"But Thea..." Oliver persisted.
"Will be fine," Diggle interrupted. "Have a little faith. I know you got at least a sliver buried deep inside that hardened heart of yours." His eyes turned from Diggle's direction and met with mine. My pleading eyes seemed to win him over as his hardened eyes softened.
"Okay," he breathed in defeat. "Keep me updated as much as you possibly can. At the first sign of trouble I am there." With an approving nod, Diggle took off toward the stairwell. Leaving Oliver and I alone. My hand was still resting on his bare chest. I cautiously moved my hand up his neck resting my palm on his jawline. Trying not to hurt him, I leaned in placing my lips on his. His hand slipped to the back of my head and gripped my hair tightly. He pushed my face even closer to his kissing me passionately. The taste of salt crept its way into the kiss and I realized that tears had decided to fall from my eyes.
"Thanks for not being dead," I whispered in a breathy voice to a heavy breathing Oliver.
"I love you." His breath felt warm against my face. A loud bang erupted in my ear drums. After a second I realized that was the sound of my heart exploding into a thousand different pieces inside my chest. He meant it this time. No games. No convincing lies. He meant it.
"Oliver, I..." His lips didn't let me finish. A fire burned passionately inside him and he was letting his emotions show. His breath tickled my lips in between kisses. God I had waited for this moment for such a long time.
"You don't have to say the words Felicity. I already know." His forehead rested on mine as his nose brushed up against mine. His hand cupped my face tenderly. "I've known for awhile."