So you all know that Season 3 is coming on-screen in October so I decided to write this to pass the time. I really don't think I can take much more of the waiting. I'm desperate to find out Felicity's back story and her history and all that but something that's been on my mind since episode 2x13 when she told revealed to Oliver about her father is who is he? So my curiosity turned into a story, so hope you enjoy reading this one and as always please review.
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Well this was just brilliant!
How? How in the world did they go and get themselves captured?
Oliver, Digg, Roy and Sara had all gone to face a new villain that had just come into town and ended up getting themselves caught in the process. Now it was up to her to save their asses, typical.
So here she was with one of her tech gadgets secured to her wrist beneath her oversized hoodie, whenever she needed to hide her identity she always wore it, outside the building ready to save her team mates. Remind her to give them a lecture about watching their backs better next time.
"Felicity be careful" Laurel's voice came through her ear piece reminding her that she wasn't alone. She had given Laurel a crash course on the basics she needed to know to help during the missions, tech wise.
Laurel had hacked (but everyone knew that she was never going to be as good as Felicity was) her way into the security system, giving her a look at where the guards were.
"I'll try my best" Felicity said through the comms before turning off her ear piece. She knew at this point, she was on her own.
Carefully moving through the building, room by room in search of her team, the guards never even knew she was there, Felicity watched every step she took being wary not to give herself away.
When she heard the distinct noise of men's voices and then someone yelling death threats (yep there's Roy), she followed the sound to a big room that was practically empty, save for all the crates in the top left hand corner of the room.
The villain wore a black cloak and a mask keeping the majority of his identity a secret and the remaining members of her team were fastened in ropes against the far wall, to the side of her line of sight. Marking out an escape route already, Digg's training racing into mind, she planned her actions.
Without hesitation Felicity pulled up the sleeve of her hoodie, revealing the gadget securing to her wrist, and typed in a short string of code. Sure enough the lights in the room flickered on and off before casting the room in pitch black. The man shouted in frustration but she didn't take any interest to him, knowing he wasn't near her team was all she needed.
Moving towards the team, Felicity pulled out her hidden Swiss army knife from her boot before beginning to cut into the ropes, sure enough freeing her teams' bonds behind their backs.
"Felicity?" Oliver hissed in a low whisper, it was clear enough that he was pissed with her actions but she didn't care.
"Shut up and stay still" Felicity responded in a harsh murmur, moving onto Digg's bonds at the end of the line of team mates. She heard him growl under his breath but he obeyed her command, letting her concentrate.
When the lights began to turn on again Felicity ducked behind Digg quickly, he shifted himself to move into a position where she wasn't visible.
"Now what to do with you four…hmm…decisions, decisions…but first I'll let you have a few moments to yourselves, enjoy the remaining non-hellish moments of your lives because you'll end up wishing I would've just taken your lives" he stated before leaving the room, yelling at guards to close the doors behind him.
"What the hell is wrong with you? You could've been killed!" Oliver directed at Felicity when he was sure the place was clear.
"Oh don't get your hoodie in a twist, they didn't even see me" moving out from behind Digg, Felicity made to cut the rest of the rope trapping them but as she turned her back towards the door she was completely unaware of a certain man making his appearance into the room once again.
Before the team could warn her, a voice spoke with an all too familiar name wrapped up in its words.
"Lissy?" the name made her freeze in her tracks. The sound of her heard thudding away in her chest filled her ears.
She hadn't been called that name in ages and there was only one person who had ever called her that, but it was years ago, two decades ago to be exact.
"Is that you?" when the voice spoke again, it proved her guesses to be true.
She could hear his footsteps approaching her from behind and from the corner of her eye; the team's reactions were evident.
Nothing made her snap her focus back again, not the man's approaching footsteps, not her team mates calling out her name, nothing. It wasn't true. Please don't let it be true. She pleaded that she was imagining it.
The man finally reached her and turned her to face him by her shoulders, keeping a firm grip on them. By now she had her eyes closed, fighting off the fact that the man she had been dreaming about for years of her life was now in front of her. She didn't want this to be happening right now.
"Lissy look at me" curiosity forced her eyes open after a minute's hesitation. NO! It wasn't true!
But it was. It was him standing before her.
Shaking her head, Felicity tried backing away from him but he wouldn't let her, his grip remained strong on her shoulders.
If she was in full awareness of everything happening her then she would've noticed how the team had tensed up, Oliver obviously not liking how close she was to the man.
"It is you…you're here…with me" from how he sounded, he was just as affected as she was but Felicity knew that wasn't the case. No one in the history of her life would be as affected as her.
His hands released her shoulders and came up to cradle her face but she refused any close contact with him so she broke out of his embrace and backed away, towards the wall to the side of the room and away from everyone else.
Her friends were wondering what on earth was going on, looking between the two people but judging from Felicity's actions of moving away from him, it wasn't good.
It was weird, what she was feeling in that moment. She felt like crying but no tears made themselves known. Fury, instead, filled all her thoughts.
"Lissy, please…I never meant to hurt you, I didn't want any of this to happen" he tried, bringing his hands up in front of his face and approaching her like you would a wild animal, trying not to spook it.
His words only served to make her fury build more and more but she reined it in.
"Please…I-" he didn't get to finish the sentence as she took a step forward, her fist soaring towards his face and landing a blow, knocking him to the floor but his instincts kept him from falling but he hunched over, hand clutching at his cheek.
This made her friends suck in a sharp breath at how angry she looked.
"Don't…you…dare…say that you never meant to hurt me! You knew exactly what you were doing all along, no one was making you do anything…it was all you!" her fury was spread across her face like a shadow. Both her hands were tightly clenched into fists at her sides and her knees were trembling slightly.
Apparently the man wasn't a fan of her actions and began to get irritated at her. Stepping into her personal space he began growling at her.
Now this Oliver really didn't like at all.
"It…wasn't…my…fault!" he ground out as he attempted to intimidate her but it clearly wasn't working as she replied, shoving him far away from her. At all, it only served to make her angrier at him.
"That is the biggest pile of bullshit I have ever heard!"
The entire time the team were watching on in complete shock as their I.T girl stood her ground against the cold-blooded killer who was currently acting like a high school boy who was caught doing something wrong and lied but only resulted in digging his hole deeper.
"Everything was your fault! You're the one that left; you're the one that shattered her into thousands of pieces! Do you have any idea how much you broke her or how much you scarred me?"
"You know perfectly well why I left!"
"No I don't! I was five! How the hell can you expect a five year old to understand that?"
"I did it to protect both of you"
"No. That is a downright lie. You didn't do it to protect us, you did it for yourself…because you didn't want that kind of responsibility so you did what you always do, you dumped it when the going got tough"
"Like Donna even cared for you, if you believe that then you're just plain stupid"
"Well she was something that you weren't. She was there in my life, no matter what happened, no matter what the road was like up ahead she never left me to fend for myself like you did. She was a parent. Sure life wasn't as most lives are but she never ditched me and in the midst of things, she taught me valuable skills that I've been using in life even up to this day"
"Well isn't she just the mother of the year then"
"You were supposed to be my dad! Supposed to be there for me and where were you when the bad things happened?"
"I wasn't ready for that sort of commitment"
"Well then you should've put something on the end of it then because it takes two to tango…you knew exactly what you were doing and could've put a stop to it any time you wanted but you chose not to so you had to deal with the consequences"
Now everything became clear to Oliver and the rest of the team. That man, that villain was Felicity's father, the one that left her and obviously Felicity wasn't happy with his decision.
"Let me change that then"
"What?" she frowned at him.
"Let's start over, pick up where we left of because face it, I'm your father and I…"
"NO! You DO NOT get to make any decisions for me, you lost that right years ago" Felicity full-on snarled into his face, gritting her teeth not caring about any pain it may cause her.
"I AM STILL YOUR FATHER!" he shouted into her face but it still didn't make her budge.
"No you're not because through my eyes I have no father…he died the second he walked out that door and never came back!" Felicity kept eye contact with him, no intention of backing down from the fight.
Everything and everyone went silent, save for the heavy breathing of the dick that now was on everyone's to-shoot list.
They stayed like this for what seemed like ages on end before her father decided to put her loyalty to the test.
In the blink of an eye he had Oliver at gunpoint, his finger twitching ever so slightly on the trigger but like she said, she had no intention of backing down so Felicity retrieved Oliver's discarded bow and arrows, pointing the arrow his direction.
"Put. It. Down" Felicity warned, gritting her teeth and tightened her grip Oliver's bow.
"You won't shoot your own father" he replied, not taking his eyes of Oliver or the gun.
Oliver and the team were looking at Felicity with wide eyes; she wouldn't shoot her own father would she?
"Really? Try me see what happens" from how her voice was laced with poison, she wasn't kidding around and he knew that.
Her team were definitely shocked to be seeing this side of her. The person who would turn on her family to protect those she loved.
To say that he was surprised by her actions would be lightly grazing the surface.
"I'm not going to tell you again…put it down on the floor and step away from it"
"You don't have the guts princess" at the name her fingers voluntarily released the arrow, sending it flying into his lower leg and by the looks of it, she hadn't missed.
"Don't call me that ever"
"You wouldn't turn on your own family to save those pieces of trash, you're not like that"
"You don't know shit about me and besides I would never turn on family…you on the other hand I have no problem with sending another arrow straight through you" she said, notching another arrow.
If you'd asked her what was going through her mind in that moment, she wouldn't know how to answer beside anger towards that man for abandoning her at the time she needed both him and her mother the most. Your childhood is always the most vulnerable period of your life so you always depend on your parents to get you through the years.
Oliver could see her fingers twitching on the second arrow, deciding whether or not it was worth another arrow.
While Felicity had the majority of the man's attention, Digg had been able to cut the remaining length of rope fastening them to the wall with the knife stored away in his boots, in case of rainy days obviously and right now, it was pouring.
Oliver hated himself for what he was witnessing right now because it was because of him that this was happening. If he hadn't have brought Felicity in upon his own selfishness of not being able to stay away from her, she was being forced to choose between her own father and the team of wounded soldiers.
But most of all he hated that look that was in her eyes, the expression he's been showing ever since the island happened. Everything about her then looked so guarded, so well thought out, not a single thing out of place.
Just then they heard sirens going, Laurel. Only she would call her dad and tell him about the plan.
In both last year and this year it had been one of the weirdest times for Team Arrow.
Laurel had joined the team but he was pretty sure no one wanted her there because she only got herself in trouble and was always in the way.
Lance on the other hand hadn't been surprised when he had found out the secret, joining the team also but no as a hands on kind of joining more like I'll-help-out-in-the-field-if-necessary kind of joining.
With one last look at Felicity, the villain they had been chasing disappeared into the darkness of the room but he knew they wouldn't be done with him for a long time now that he knew that his daughter was working with the Arrow.
Spinning on her heel, Felicity ran out of the room with the rest of the team following shortly behind her.
While running, she typed in the short string of code into her gadget again but this time not messing around with the lights, instead deleting the security camera footage but not before sending a copy to the lair to analyse for anything they had missed.
Oliver had grabbed his bow from Felicity's hands and couldn't help the spark of electricity that shot through his body and straight to his core but when he saw that she was completely unaffected, he grew concerned. She always reacted someway whenever they accidently touched but not then.
When they were outside, clear of any cops or guards they all turned their ear pieces on, Laurel's voice meeting them instantly.
"So how'd it go?" one by one they all cast a glance over at Felicity, who looked like she was still in shock but once again surprising them.
"Fine, I sent a version of the security footage to the severs and deleted the original copy…have fun"
"Brilliant so you're all on your way back then?"
"I'll stop by later"
"Felicity wait…" the rest of Oliver's sentence trailed off when Felicity just walked off into the distance.
He knew that her neighbourhood was near enough to their current positions but he didn't really want to be separate from her tonight, but he also knew she needed her space.
"Come on Ollie let her have her space, she'll check in later on" Sara comforted him by placing a hand on his shoulder before tugging him towards the bikes but his gaze was locked on the back of a certain blonde's head.
"What happened?" Laurel asked but received no answer and wouldn't be for a long time.
Oliver had just finished another series of crunches on the Salmon Ladder, stealing a quick glance over at the time on one of the monitors to the side of Laurel.
It had been an hour since the mission and Felicity still hadn't checked in. He knew he shouldn't be worried she's a big girl, she can take care of herself but it still didn't make matters easier on him.
When they had returned from the mission Laurel had thrown herself at him but he didn't move to return the embrace so just tightened his grip on his bow.
Ever since she had found out about him, she wouldn't stop flirting with him or touching him and to tell the truth, it was beginning to annoy him considerably. Only one woman was allowed to put her hands on him and that was certainly not Laurel and hadn't been for a while.
So naturally he had gone straight into working out, relieving himself of any leftover tension and to centre his thoughts on the ladder and not his girl god knows where.
Growling he dropped from the bar at the top of the ladder, where he had been hanging upside down, and grabbed his keys and jacket before exiting the lair.
She wasn't really sure what she was supposed to be thinking of right now but her thoughts wouldn't stray from the man she had revealed to be her father a few hours ago. She knew Oliver had tried to stop her from walking off on the team but then, she couldn't deal with everything swamping her so had to leave to clear her head.
It had been simple right from the beginning. She didn't have a father, just a mother but then he had to make an appearance and bring back all those years of terror of when people used to tease her about her lack of a father figure.
Changing into more comfortable casual clothes, Felicity once again headed out the door.
For the past two years, Felicity been finding a strange sense of comfort and freedom in jogging so whenever she had a situation that clouded her every sense, then she would go out into a vacant part of the city and just run until she could finally think again, it really helped but nobody knew about it.
So now she just listened to the beat of the music thudding through her mind and the rhythm of her feet hitting the ground below her, driving her through the park.
It was early in the morning, a couple hours from the break of dawn but apparently she wasn't the only person who was out here, the sound of a bike just squirming its way through her earphones and music.
He tried to stay calm but fear was slowly setting in and he couldn't shake it. He'd checked her house and she was nowhere to be seen but it was clear she'd been there. Thinking maybe she'd finally checked into the lair, Oliver started for the Foundry.
When he drove past the vacant park the corner of his eye saw a figure jogging, turning a good majority of his gaze towards the figure. Oliver instantly recognised her flowing blonde hair, no longer in a ponytail, and the frame of her body, it's not like he spent time staring at her body through the glass walls of their QC offices, and turned his bike down one of the main paths that would soon cross paths with the path Felicity was jogging down.
Taking the time to analysis what was happening he allowed his gaze to linger.
She had a steady pace and a good beat of her feet hitting the ground; he never knew she ran otherwise he would've joined her ages ago.
She was dressed in casual clothes. A black tank top hugged her chest, showing off the curves of her body and a purple pair of jogging shorts with a black stripe running up the side of the shorts, showing off her legs perfectly. The whole outfit was finished by a pair of Nike trainers matching the colours of her shorts.
He could feel drool hanging from his lower lip, shutting his mouth as he approached her it was then he realised she had earphones in with music pounding through her ears.
Anger filled him when he saw the position she had freely put herself in, anyone could easily snatch her up and she would never hear them coming.
Stopping the bike on the path, cutting her off from going any further and when he saw how red her face was he knew she'd been working herself hard.
What was going on in that beautiful brain of hers?
"What?"
"You said you'd come by the Foundry and you never did so I decided to go to your house and check in on you but you weren't there"
"Cut the crap Oliver, I don't need someone watching my back every single second of my life…so if you don't mind, I'm going to finish running until I end up collapsing…see you tomorrow" putting her earphones back in, she tried to pass him but Oliver wouldn't relent and wouldn't give this up.
"No….Felicity I know what you're doing and don't think for a second that you can block me this easily, you're looking at the expert of blocking people out"
"Well hey presto…now skooch"
"No" and with that he dismounted the bike and strode over to her, removing her earphones in the process. "Look I'm sorry for what you had to do tonight"
"No none of that…not everything in my life includes you so don't you dare do that I'm-guilty-about-everything-even-though-there's-no-reason-to things again and besides…my life, my choice so everything I did tonight I chose to do so that's nothing to do with you alright, that's it"
"Felicity come on, talk to me"
"What do you want…honestly?"
"For you to be honest with me"
"Rather not…night"
"Felicity…"
"Look the things I did today I would do again in a heartbeat no comments on that, so don't bother with this self-loathing crap, neither of us likes sharing about these types of things…you think I haven't noticed you tense up when someone questions the island, exactly…so just leave it there" pulling off a move that she had perfected over the years, she faked one way then dodged him by quickly moving the opposite direction and taking off at the pace she was at before he had interrupted her.
But something she didn't count on was him joining her with his bike, right beside her.
Rolling her eyes she didn't let him faze her as she just continued jogging on but this didn't seem to rest well with him.
After another five minutes like this, Felicity finally turned home.
On the way back, she increased her pace into a sprint. Speeding her breathing up slightly, they continued on for about another minute before Oliver finally snapped and reached over to sweep her right off her feet and cradle her close against him as he sped back to her house.
Even through all their clothes separating their bodies, he could still feel the rapid pounding of her heart. A sound that didn't register well with him, because it was the things revolved around that sound that he hated, dreaded even.
They reached her house and on the way back decided he might as well just stay the night since he'd probably stake out outside her window. She was right though, as soon as she got through her front door she collapsed onto the couch, not bothering with changing into something else.
So that night he stayed there with her the entire time, not leaving each other's sights at any point. He learned a lot when she finally opened up to him but something told him that there was something that she was hiding from him.
"I wasn't sure" her voice broke him out of his train of thought. Turning to completely face her, he frowned. "Don't give me that look…the answer to the question that's been stuck in your head the second it happened is I'm not sure…I don't know what I would've done" from how she was staring off into space, he figured that she was finally opening up about the real darkness of her actions.
They were sitting on the couch side-by-side watching reruns of TV series that he really wasn't paying any attention to but it seemed to cool the air between them.
Shifting closer to her, Oliver grasped her right hand in his and encouraged her to speak further but she wouldn't turn her gaze from the far wall.
"When I felt the bow and arrow in my hands, pointed at him…I-I don't know…a part of me said 'shoot' but at the same time another just screamed not to but what scared me was the fact that I was considering letting go of that arrow right into his chest…for all the pain that he's caused me and my mum…I remembered-I remembered when I was younger, the last time I saw him…I could hear them both arguing, shouting at each and I was sitting on the floor in the lounge with my laptop, rewiring it and he gave me that one last look for a couple seconds before he came over to me and gave me a big hug…I was tiny in his arms…" she released a sort of soft huffing sound, remembering the memory, Oliver squeezed her hand slightly "…he whispered that is wasn't my fault and then said goodbye before he left…I could see him through the window, he paused halfway down the path…like he was debating whether or not to turn back to us but then just walked and never came back…a couple minutes later I realised that he gave me something before he left, when I saw what it was I burst into tears…he gave me his mala necklace he had gotten back in the army, one of his mates had given it to him…he wore it every single day, so did I…my mum came down later on in the day and I was still looking out the window, waiting for him to come back but he didn't…she came over and picked me up and just cried into me, I didn't know what was happening at the time…she never spoke of it again…when I finally found out properly, that he had started another family somewhere else but never had a kid…I locked myself in my room and didn't come out for days, just hiding under my bed clutching his necklace and I lost track of time…no one could get me to come out. For the next several weeks on the day I used to climb the big tree in the backyard, it was there I had the most memories of him…when I used to get stuck up there and he used to come out and have to climb up and carry me back down, I never learnt because I kept doing it time and time again…I stayed up there until my mother called me in for dinner. Whenever I was near her, I could feel those walls coming up around her and keeping her emotions in check around me…not wanting me to see her in her state of weakness. It went on like this until she finally began sleeping around to get the memory of him out of her head and out of the house, so instead of his scent lingering round places…it was the scent of cigarettes, alcohol and drugs everywhere I went…I couldn't stand it so I used to run away time to time when things got at their worst but she always came looking for me in the same place…the cemetery…it was just easier to consider him dead, it hurt less that way…then we'd both sit there on the couch staring at the front door waiting for any chance that he might walk back through it again, but he never did…so we'd cry until we fell asleep but she never changed…so when I grew up and went to MIT and left for Starling, I didn't stop calling her up to check in with her…I still do now…I just didn't want to be like him and pack up and leave her behind, even though she says what she does to me…I can hear the awareness of what I'm doing and she's appreciative of it but just doesn't say it in words" stray tears trailed down her face, making her look younger in Oliver's eyes, her innocence on full display.
So this is why she acted like she did when he told him about Moira, she was being reminded of that painful experience when her dad had left her and her mother.
Not being able to restrain himself back any further, Oliver shifted all the way over to her, erasing any distance between them both and pulling her into his arms. She came without hesitation.
"You've still got his necklace haven't you?" he felt her nodding into his chest. "You can let it out, it's alright I won't judge you for it ever" and with that she slowly began to let everything go, tears streaming down her face but through his eyes, she's never been more beautiful.
It was like she had explained from when she was younger, she had cried herself to sleep but this time in the arms of a man who understood where she was coming from, because that's the same way he felt deep inside when he was forced to kill the first time. But looking down at the sleeping woman in his arms, it sent chills through him to think that she would've killed her own father all to save her team mates.
She really never stopped being remarkable, showing deep loyalty to those she cared for but he knew the effects of those types of decisions made and the guilt that followed.
Standing with Felicity secured against him, Oliver made his way to her bedroom but didn't expect her to tightly grip him. The fact that even in her sleep she trusted him so much was like an electric shock to his heart.
Nobody has ever trusted him like that before, not even Laurel.
She may say that she does but when it comes down to it, she doesn't and he's proved that countless times but Felicity on the other hand has proved her trust towards him by willingly putting herself in all types of dangerous positions and counting on him to get her out of there in one piece.
The man who had decided to leave her for two decades was insanely stupid in that department because he gave up so many brilliant things, like the fact of having such a loyal and remarkable woman for a daughter and that fact alone is enough to make him want to shoot him in the head, because his brain is clearly broken.
That night he just laid there with Felicity safely in his arms, appreciating the honour of knowing her and not only being able to work beside her but also being able to see clearly of his feelings towards her. Being able to love someone as rare as Felicity, in a world full of such nightmare and terror is the greatest gift that he could ever be given.
At first, after the island he thought he would never be able to find any source of love other than forced but then he had met Felicity and straight away he was captivated by her bright colours, her ability to not take any shit from anyone, personality and just her all-in-all because to someone as lost and as dark as him, she really is a sight for sore eyes and he couldn't help but smile. The first smile since his life had gone down the dark route and it shocked him at how easy it was for her to make him smile.
Not a lot of people could do that with him and that's what made him return to her again and again.
Maybe it's time that he finally give into something that's been lingering around them since Slade, when he had revealed his true feelings for her.
He will always be safe with her and he will stop at nothing to protect her from the evils of the world, even if one of those evils made themselves out to be her father.
Nothing could break them apart, ever.
