11.
Oliver woke before she did, her head on his chest, her blonde curls covering her face as she softly snored. Which according to her 'I do not snore' made him smile. He lay there thinking about how to confront his mother and how he was going to do this. She threatened and hired someone to kill the woman she loved. The biggest mistake she made was contacting the Bratva, she would be safe. The alarm on her phone began to go off to wake her up for the day and she groaned into his chest, reaching out to shut it off. She snuggled further into his chest and he rubbed her back.
"I don't wanna," she mumbled into his chest, making him smile more.
"We have to get up and get going, Dig will be here soon."
She got out of bed and headed into the bathroom closing the door behind her he just smiled and shook his head. A while later she emerged from the bathroom dressed and her hair in a high ponytail on her cell phone. He had used the guest bathroom for his morning shower and dressed in his suit for work. He was worried for Felicity, even though he knew she was strong.
"No it's fine Thea, we can totally meet for lunch," he heard her say as he looked at her raising an eyebrow. "I may have to kidnap your brother to go with us though." She leaned down putting on one heel then the other as she listened to whatever Thea was saying. "No problem, we'll see you there."
"Thea?"
"Yeah, she wants to meet up for lunch. A girls lunch," she said the last part coming out quietly.
"What was that?"
"A girls lunch," she said quietly again hoping he wouldn't hear her.
"Felicity," he enunciated her name.
"She wants to do a girls lunch."
"Um, no."
"I know, she doesn't know about the threat though. Can't you just 'show up'?"
"Felicity, until this threat is taken care of I don't feel comfortable with you out of my sight. Call me a caveman or an overprotective boyfriend but I do not trust my mother."
"Say it again."
"What?"
"Boyfriend."
"Overprotective boyfriend, which would be me," he said in a sultry voice making her insides tumble. She kissed him and walked out of the bedroom and into the living room just as the doorbell rang, Diggle from the video screen. She let him in giving him a hug.
"I brought your favorites," he said handing her a coffee cup and a white paper bag. She made grabby hands much to Oliver's amusement. She opened the bag and smiled.
"This John is why you're my favorite," she said kissing him on the cheek.
"What am I chopped liver?"
"See what you did there?" she said sipping on the coffee smirking at him.
The drive to Q.C. was normal, she was engrossed in her tablet while John drove and Oliver with his head on a swivel. She was typing away fervently on her tablet, doing whatever she was doing and didn't bother to look up when she spoke.
"You're going to break your neck if you keep doing that," she said and he just grunted his response.
"Garage?"
"Yeah. Front door is too open."
"Oliver you really think she's going to do something with you right next to me?"
The look he gave her was a look she swore he had given criminals as The Green Arrow, she went to open her mouth but closed it knowing they would only argue. She went back to her tablet and soon they were in the parking garage. Oliver got out first then when he thought it was clear she got out, he led her to the elevator and soon they were upstairs. She quickly walked to her office and closed the door behind her, letting out a deep breath she didn't realize she was holding in.
She quickly got to work and tuned everyone and everything out. Oliver was mad that she didn't think his mother was that much of a threat, she was so blasé about the looming threat. John walked into his office and sat down, having a view of the elevator and Felicity and also of Oliver. Oliver finally sat down at his desk annoyed, John feeling it coming off of him. The elevator pinged opened and out walked Moira Queen. Oliver flew around his desk so fast John was about five steps behind him.
"Hello Oliver, I see Ms. Smoak is doing well," she said her tone almost threatening. Oliver grabbed her by the elbow practically dragging her into his office, John standing guard outside.
"What the hell are you doing here?" he practically growled at her.
"Well, you wouldn't answer my calls or texts so I needed to come down here. How's Thea?"
"Fine, she still doesn't want to speak with you and neither do I."
"You're my son Oliver."
"Yes, I am your son but you are no longer my mother. I want nothing to do with you."
"You can't do that," she scoffed.
"The hell I can't, in the public eye, I and Thea will still be your children and we will publicly support you. But," he began to say.
"I knew there would be a, but," she said in amusement.
"If anyone hurts a single hair on Felicity's head you will regret it in more ways than one."
"I would never," she feigned placing her hand on her chest.
"Cut the bullshit, I know you contacted people to have her put down, but you contacted people I know, that are loyal to me. Anything happens to her and you will regret it do you understand?"
"Whatever," she said turning to leave his office, obviously upset with him, she turned the handle opening the door slightly, he took two big steps closing it with his hand and pinning her against the door.
"I am not kidding, she is the best thing that has ever happened to me and if anything happens to her, you will pay," he growled, he look vicious something she had never seen before.
"Ok," she said barely above a whisper. He stepped back and she straightened her suit jacket and walked out towards the elevator, she looked at Oliver one more time and gone she went. He looked over at Felicity's office, the soft hum of music filtering out from under the door and she was definitely into whatever she was doing. Back in his office he sat down the stress bearing on his shoulders.
"You alright man?"
"No, John. I'm terrified I'm going to lose her."
"You're not going to lose Felicity. Number one, Felicity is the most badass woman on the planet. She's tougher than she seems, you have to trust that. You have to trust that the two of us will protect her always. You should call Bruce and let him know what's going on, if you don't," John made an explosion motion with his hand making the sound effects to go with it.
"I didn't even think of that John, would you have Dana get us all a reservation at Table Salt for lunch? Tell her to take a long lunch also."
"You got it," he said walking out of the office.
Oliver began dialing the numbers to Bruce's office, knowing he was already doing what Oliver was doing, running a multi-million dollar business. The receptionist answered transferring him to Bruce's assistant, who promptly put him on hold. What seemed an eternity later Bruce came on the phone.
"Queen? Is she alright?"
"Are you alone?"
"Yes, what's going on?"
"My mother."
"Was released from prison, congrats."
"No, my mother has reached into the Black Market to have Felicity killed. A contact of mine called to let me know that his organization would not do that."
"What?!" he practically yelled.
"Did you tell her to back off?"
"I did, but I do not trust her."
"She needs to be here with me, I can protect her."
"So can I," Oliver growled.
"Does she know?"
"Yes," Oliver said looking at her stretching in her chair.
"She never called me."
"She's acting like this doesn't bother her."
"That's typical Felicity," he scoffed. "Listen, I have to go to a meeting I will call you later, if you have to drag her into hiding you do so you understand?"
"I do."
"I'll call you soon."
"Bye."
"Bye."
Oliver hung up the phone and sighed, he had dealt with stressful situations but this was something else. His nerves were already on edge and the feeling of something bad was going to happen was strong. Hours later he watched the courier drop off the daily mail and packages and leave. Dana started to sort through them and placed them by the respective mail areas for each office. By noon they were all leaving, Dana and John leaving a few minutes before leaving Oliver and Felicity. He walked over to her office and knocked on the door.
"Come in," he heard her muffled voice say.
"Hey, you ready for lunch?"
"Yeah, let me just upload this to the servers and we can go."
Two minutes later she was grabbing her purse and tablet and Oliver had his hand on her lower back leading her towards the elevator. The elevator dinged open and they both walked in, Felicity leaning forward to hit the 'L' button for the lobby. As the elevator was passing the 20th floor they heard a huge boom, Oliver instinctively grabbed her and held her close as the elevator car shook and the lights dimmed and soon turned off completely, the elevator had stopped moving.
"What was that?" she asked, her voice not being able to hide the tremble.
"I'm not sure but it definitely sounded like a bomb."
"A b-b-bomb?!" she almost yelled.
"We're fine. Nothing is going to happen to us, okay. Trust me?" he said reaching out touching her elbow.
"Always," she said a little breathless. He reached over trying the emergency phone and nothing, he pushed the alarm button and nothing. He decided he would open the hatch to see if he could see the damage, Felicity wasn't going to like it he knew but right now he could only focus on getting them to safety.
"Felicity, can you shine your flashlight on your phone onto the ceiling of the car? I need to get to the hatch," he said as memories from their first elevator encounter went through his mind. She did as he asked and soon enough he had the hatch open, they were in serious trouble. All he could see was fire above them and the elevator shaft engulfed in flames. "Felicity, I need you to give me your hand."
"What?! Why?" she was freaking out he could tell.
"Honey, I need you to trust me, give me your hand now."
She put her tablet in her purse and her phone in her pocket and lifted on her tip toes and reached her hand up and soon she was on top of the car with him. She looked up and saw what he was asking her to do, they had to get off the car. Oliver was able to get to the ledge where the skeleton stairs were and reached back for her, she was shaking.
"Don't look down honey, we're going to head up, we're going to get on the next floor and then we're going to take the stairwell down, okay?"
"Oh-Okay," she said as she started to go up, Oliver following behind watching her carefully. They arrived to the next floor and Oliver wrenched the door open and helped her up, just as he was pulling himself up the elevator car they were just in fell hopelessly to the ground. He made it through the entrance and found her sitting, her back to the wall and her head between her knees, she was in the midst of a panic attack.
He kneeled in front of her reaching out slowly, her hand shot out and grabbed his wrist a little harder than it needed to be grabbed. He spoke to her softly slowly telling her everything was going to be okay, they were okay. After a few minutes of him talking to her like that, rubbing her back and kissing her she was calm.
"You're okay, I got you," he said helping her stand up. "We need to get out of here."
"'kay," she said following him to the stairwell.
He gripped her elbow helping her down the twenty some odd flights of stairs. Once down in the lobby he noticed it was filled with firefighters, police and John Diggle. As soon as John saw their appearance he rushed over to them, gripping Oliver's shoulder then taking in Felicity's appearance.
"Are you guys okay?"
"Yes, what happened?"
"There was an explosion on the executive floor, so far everyone is accounted for and no fatalities."
"The executive floor? Our floor?" she asked her face filled with panic.
"Yes," he said gripping her other elbow when she swayed.
"Our floor," she said nodding again, her breathing picking up fast and soon her vision blurred and the last thing she heard was Oliver saying a curse word and the darkness welcoming her.
A/N: Sorry it's been so long! The trip/vacation/wedding was AWESOME! I literally had the time of my life….and if I say so myself I looked amazing my husband was very pleased ;-). Spent the entire day at Magic Kingdom until they closed at midnight, by the end my sister and I had walked 10.5 miles and rode every ride some twice and some three times on a Saturday. It was a fun time. The wedding was perfect and as soon as we got back it was straight to work. Apparently my system crashed again while I was gone so that was fun fixing the first few days back and then I had to mow through the piles of paperwork in my office.
So….Season 4 Finale….I have very mixed emotions about it but I will wait a few more weeks to really discuss it so those who have not seen it don't have any spoilers. But I will say it's my least favorite finale of all of them…even Season 1. I mean there were so many more questions in that last hour but oh well, I guess Season 5 it is. But…..on a positive note…Season 5 Oliver is going to Russia…Russian speaking Oliver (drools).
So hopefully I can get the rest of this typed up soon. I have more to do on Who is Felicity Smoak and both works should be getting some type of smut soon (but I will be posting two chapters on this work one with smut and the other without). It's Memorial Day weekend here in the states and most people choose to go drink and party but we will be remembering those who sacrificed themselves for our countries and others. We will also be remembering our Opa (my husband's Grandfather) who escaped and helped during WW2.
So…this weekend have fun…I love you all and please review. Tell me what you think/feel!
