11. Limbo

"So, how bad do you think we messed up Thea?" Felicity said as she absently traced her finger along Oliver's chest. She was curled up on top of him, her head falling beneath his chin while his arms wrapped around her waist.

"She'll be fine," Oliver reassured her before pressing a kiss to her forehead. "What about you? Still sore?"

"In all the right ways," Felicity smirked. It drew a chuckle from the man beneath her until she looked up and met his eyes. Folding her arms across his chest, she asked, "You know what I was thinking?"

"What?"

"We should go into town today, maybe grab lunch at the diner and do some shopping," she said. "I have been without technology for far too long."

"Are you trying to tell me something, Miss Smoak?"

"Nothing you don't already know." Felicity grinned at him before reaching up for a kiss. "Besides, how does this place not have a TV? I didn't see one downstairs and there isn't one up here."

"This place was made to get away from technology," Oliver clarified. "That's why there is no TV or computer or internet for that matter. Just a simple phone line and that's it."

"Huh… So that was the phone I heard ringing the other day…"

"Most likely."

"How many people know the number?"

"Only Diggle and Thea."

Felicity nodded. "I still need a tablet and a cell phone, though," she said, stretching her arms out until the left one protested any further movement. "I need to keep tabs on the Verdant servers. As soon as the power is restored they could be vulnerable. And it would also probably be a good idea to get back in touch with the outside world and see what's going on back home…"

Oliver sighed. She could tell he wasn't happy thinking about Verdant or Starling City at that moment. The news would probably be covering it non-stop right now, so it was good that they didn't have a TV. Anything to keep his mind off the destruction of the Glades and Tommy's death was a welcome respite.

But Felicity knew that they couldn't stay here forever. Yes, Diggle had told them to lay low for a couple of weeks until the head hunters' rage had been quelled. Even then she was still afraid there would be people out there gunning for Oliver and Thea. After all, Moira Queen had conspired with Malcolm to destroy the Glades, dragging the Queen name through the mud. If she was in jail, that left her children exposed and vulnerable. Oliver could easily take care of himself, but she was more worried about Thea.

"You're right," he said, startling Felicity out of her thoughts. She looked up at Oliver and gave him a reassuring smile before pulling herself up to softly kiss his lips.

"I'm going to hop in the shower," Felicity replied as she rolled off his chest and sat up. A flashback of the previous attempted shower suddenly popped into her head. Her body stiffened as the memory of the panic attack caused her heart to speed up and her breathing to still. The bed moved beneath her and suddenly Oliver was kneeling in front of her, his hands coming up to cup her face.

"You want me to join you?" he asked, stroking her cheeks with his thumbs. His calm, reassuring smile eased her fears somewhat. Felicity simply nodded when she saw the overwhelming concern in his eyes and before long, they were both in the bathroom beneath the warm shower spray.

Even with Oliver there beside her, she couldn't get the memories out of her head. Felicity reached out to him, pulling herself into his embrace as he wrapped his arms around her. When her head fell to his shoulder, his hands came up to stroke the wet strands of her golden hair. She was desperately holding back her tears using every last ounce of strength she had until Oliver whispered into her ear, "Cry."

And she did. A strangled sob escaped Felicity's throat as the torrent of tears she'd held back finally broke free. "It's okay," Oliver continued to murmur against her ear. "I'm right here." He began rocking her gently as her hands clung to his back.

Somehow, letting the emotions run their course as the water rained down on her skin felt like a huge weight was slowly being lifted off her shoulders. Felicity closed her eyes as the memories rushed through her mind. With each passing thought, she let go of some of the guilt and a small piece of her sanity seemed to return.

Having Oliver there as her safety net in case things became too much for her to handle gave Felicity the strength to push past the fear. He had quietly become her rock just as she had become his, grounding her when life seemed to knock her off her feet. She held him tighter as they rocked together under the warm water until the tears finally dried and the fear had subsided. He placed a tender kiss to her forehead as she gazed up at him, her eyes still red rimmed, but a weak smile having touched the edges of her lips.

"Thank you," Felicity mumbled before letting him go.

"Always," Oliver replied, cupping her chin as he leaned down to kiss her.

After about half an hour, they were both showered and wrapped in warm, fluffy towels. Oliver had redressed her thigh then offered to rummage through the closet to find her some clothes, but Felicity had declined. She stepped in with him and slowly went through the racks until she found a white turtleneck sweater and a pair of black leggings that looked like they would fit her. Also grabbing a bra and a pair of panties, she headed back into the bedroom to get dressed.

There was no need to ask Oliver for help this time. He was already there clipping her bra into place then helping her slip the turtleneck over her head. After shimmying into the leggings to find they fit her perfectly, Felicity put on her glasses then slid her arm into the sling. She sat down on the edge of the bed watching Oliver as he tugged on a pair of fitted blue jeans and a navy sweater before turning back to her.

"Ready?" he asked.

Felicity chewed on her bottom lip. "What do we tell Thea?" she replied, realizing that they would finally be facing the younger Queen for the first time since she'd walked in on them. The blush rose on Felicity's cheeks the more she thought about her conversation with Thea the previous. How was she going to explain what had happened between them and how they'd ended up in bed together? This had disaster written all over it.

"I can handle her," Oliver said reassuringly.

"Are you sure?" Felicity replied, still feeling slightly on edge. She'd been adamant with Thea that Oliver was only her friend and that they'd never slept together. With Thea having walked in on them in the midst of a hot tryst, Felicity knew she had a lot to answer for. She could only hope Oliver would diffuse the situation before Thea really started to dig for answers.

"I'm sure," he said, the calm in his voice quickly putting her at ease.

"Okay, let's go," Felicity sighed. She slipped on the brown suede knee high boots she'd worn since the day they'd gotten here and stood up. Oliver held out his hand to her and together they headed downstairs, their fingers intertwined.

"Well, look who's finally up!" Thea snickered as she stood from the dining table. She had also changed into a pair of skinny jeans and an oversized grey sweater. A black pea coat was slung over the back of her chair along with a large matching designer bag.

Crossing her arms over her chest, she gazed at the two of them, their hands still locked together. Thea's expression was unreadable, making it hard for Felicity not to fidget under her scrutiny. "Looking good, Blondie," the younger woman finally said as a smile cracked on her face.

Felicity breathed a sigh of relief. Maybe she was in the clear. Then again, Thea could have been biding her time, waiting to get Felicity alone before pouncing on her. That thought had her tensing again, but Oliver squeezed her hand and the tension quickly dissipated. At least he was there right now ready to answer any questions she couldn't handle herself.

"About this morning…" Oliver started to say before Thea waved her hand to stop him.

"Let's just forget it happened," she said.

"But what was so important that you needed to talk to us?' he asked.

Damn, that man had a sharp memory, Felicity thought as she gave him a sideways glance. She'd forgotten that Thea had come in talking about something.

"It was nothing. I just got a really weird phone call from Roy," Thea replied. Even though it seemed she was keeping things light, something told Felicity she was far more worried than she let on. And that talking to Oliver about her boyfriend was always a sore topic because it seemed that Roy was desperate to find out who the Hood was, something Oliver wasn't too keen on.

"Is he still in Starling?" Felicity asked, knowing she'd be the only one to take Thea's side at the moment. She knew all about Oliver's disapproval of Roy. He'd been angry that the younger man was so obsessed with finding the Hood that he'd dragged Thea into it as well.

Felicity saw it in a completely different light. She saw a little bit of Oliver in Roy. She saw his desperate need to help out any way he could. In that respect, he was exactly like Oliver, albeit not as well trained or disciplined. The boy had potential, she gave him that. But she wasn't about to encourage Oliver to let him join the team, if there was still a team to join. That was something Felicity worried about now that the Undertaking had happened and half the Glades was in a pile of rubble.

"Yeah, he forced me to leave the night of the earthquake, but we haven't spoken since then. I'm a little worried about him," Thea admitted as she looked down at her hands. Felicity knew that fear all too well. She let go of Oliver's hand and stepped over to the younger Queen.

"Cell service out there is probably still spotty at best," Felicity said, trying to be reassuring as she reached out and placed her hand on Thea's forearm. The brunette looked up at her with concerned eyes. Felicity smiled and decided it was time she changed the subject. "Hey, how about we get out of this house for a little while and do some shopping in town? I think you'll both agree with me that we've been cooped up in here for way too long. Besides, the sun's finally out. It'll do us some good to get some fresh air."

Thea paused for a moment, seemingly mulling it over until she replied, "Alright, I'm down for that."

"Great! How about some lunch first? I'm starving," Felicity said.

"Lunch would be fantastic," Thea replied as she slipped on her pea coat and slung her bag over her shoulder.

Felicity tried to follow suit with her own beige trench coat, but having her arm in a sling didn't give her much leeway. It was Oliver who slipped the coat over her shoulders before patting it down so it hung properly along her body. She gave him an appreciative smile before reaching into her pocket to find her keys then handed them to him. Although she wanted to slip her hand back into his, Felicity decided Thea needed her attention a little more than Oliver did so she hooked her arm around the younger woman's to lead them outside with Oliver following closely behind.

"Thea, where did you get that truck?" The edge to Oliver's voice was almost palpable as they exited the front door, the sunlight nearly blinding them as it reflected off the two cars sitting in the driveway.

"It's Roy's," she answered flatly without turning around to look at him.

Felicity could almost hear him growl, but she chose not to acknowledge it. They all headed for her Mini and were soon off towards downtown Astoria, Oliver driving with Felicity beside him in the passenger's seat and Thea sitting in the back. Their first stop: the diner.

Downtown Astoria wasn't a very crowded place. It was a tiny, quiet, off-the-beaten-path kind of town, with only a few stores lining the streets along with the Morningside Diner and Main Street Café. From what Felicity could see, there was also a pharmacy, a bookstore, a grocery store and much to her surprise an electronics store that prided itself on being able to fix anything. Obviously they didn't know Felicity Smoak, she almost snidely thought as Oliver pulled into the same spot she'd parked in a few days prior in front of the diner.

As they entered the cozy little restaurant and began looking for a place to sit, a voice from the counter startled them. "Oh… My… Goodness!" All three of them turned to find Liv standing behind the counter in her pink bowling shirt, her hands pressed to her cheeks with a wide smile on her face. She practically ran from the cash register as she cried, "My little Butter Buns is back in town!"

From beside her, Felicity could hear Thea snicker, "Butter Buns?" as she looked up at Oliver to find him reaching out to the older woman, enveloping her in a hug.

"My, what a handsome young man you've turned into!" Liv gave him an approving once over before turning to his sister. "You must be Thea," she said. "It is so nice to finally meet you."

"Nice to meet you too. And you are?" Thea replied with a smile. Although Liv's enthusiasm was infectious, she was still slightly apprehensive of the older woman who stood in front of her.

"Oh, pardon my manners. I'm Liv Isenberg, Doc's wife and owner of this lovely little diner," she answered, holding out her hand. They shook politely before Liv turned to Felicity. "And, you, darling, you gave me such a fright the other night. It's good to see you looking better."

"Thank… you?" Felicity squeaked out, unsure on how to take the woman's hospitality.

Liv led them to a booth towards the edge of the diner where there was a little more privacy. After they'd settled in, with Thea on one side and Oliver and Felicity on the other, she asked, "So, what would y'all like to drink?"

"I'll have a diet Coke," Thea said.

"Coffee, please," Felicity answered.

"Water," Oliver rounded out their drink order before Liv hurried off to grab them.

"Butter Buns? Really? That was your nickname out here?" Thea said as she sat back against the plush red leather seat. "How has this been kept a secret for so long? You'd think the tabloids would have dug up this little golden nugget ages ago."

"Shut up, Speedy," Oliver shot back with a scowl that only served to make her giggle. His gaze settled on Felicity, who was desperately trying to hold back her laughter. "Seriously, you too?" She could see him getting flustered.

"Hey, I'm totally with Thea on this one. How did you get the nickname 'Butter Buns' anyway?" Felicity asked. After all the teasing he'd done to her the other night, it was nice to get back at him. Finally, Oliver Queen was in the hot seat instead of her.

"He was running through my kitchen after having stolen a cookie from one of the cooling racks," Liv said as she reappeared with their drinks. She set down the diet Coke and water first then a mug for Felicity along with the entire pot of coffee. "Ollie must have been five. He'd been asking me all day when they would be ready, and I told him to stop because he was going to ruin his appetite for dinner. But the boy just wouldn't listen. He snuck into the kitchen before I'd even had time to clean it up, grabbed a cookie thinking he was in the clear, then went sliding across the floor where I'd accidentally dropped some butter. Fell flat on his buns moaning and groaning. I came running in thinking he'd hurt himself, but he just stood up rubbing his little butt with one hand while eating the cookie with the other. And the name just fit... So that was how Ollie got the nickname 'Butter Buns.'"

Thea burst out laughing, "You are so never going to live this down!" Oliver shot her a glare worthy of his alter ego before turning it on Felicity, who was also in stitches beside him.

"I am so telling Dig this story when we get back!" she cried, holding her sides as the ache of her laughter became evident.

"You are not telling anyone, anything. Do I make myself clear?" His tone said "Hood" but his glare had softened. Felicity could see the laughter had a positive effect on him as well. The tension in Oliver's shoulders had loosened as he sat back, his face having taken on a blush comparable to hers when she became flustered.

"Alright, fine," Felicity easily relented as she nudged him with her elbow before they glanced at each other. Taken aback by the beaming smile he gave her, she tilted her chin up to place a soft kiss to his lips. Beneath the table, he laced his fingers with hers as her head fell to his shoulder.

"Ew, get a room!" Thea playfully shot back. Felicity simply stuck her tongue out at her, but she didn't miss the deeper meaning in the brunette's mindful eyes. Nor did she miss the knowing look she got from Liv as she stood beside them, pad and pen in hand waiting to take their order.

"So, now that the trip down memory lane is over, what are y'all having for lunch?" she asked. "I can whip up whatever you like, even if it's not on the menu."

"Do you still make that amazing pulled pork sandwich with the coleslaw?" Oliver asked.

"Anything for my Butter Buns!" She scribbled down his order before turning to Thea. "How about you, darling?"

"I have no idea. What would you recommend?"

"Let's see, I make a mean barbeque chicken sandwich." Liv gave the brunette a soft smile and added, "It's one of the best in town. I make the sauce myself too."

"I'm sold! Put me down for one, please," Thea replied before taking a sip from her drink.

"And how about you, sweetheart?" Liv had turned her attention to Felicity, who was still nestled comfortably against Oliver's shoulder pondering her lunch choices.

"A salad would be good," Felicity answered. Although she wasn't as hungry as she had been earlier, a little something would go a long way today, and a salad seemed fitting.

"Oh, no, I'm not feeding you rabbit food!" Liv practically scolded in a soft, almost playful tone as she scribbled something down on her notepad. "After Doc told me what happened to you, I think you're in need of a good old fashioned plate of country fried steak with mashed potatoes and cornbread."

"Uh… Okay. I guess I'll have that then." There really was point in arguing, Felicity thought. After all, the woman had made them some delicious pastries the previous day. She wasn't about to be the only one to protest her hospitality and possibly offend a woman who seemed to have a very fond place in her heart for Oliver. So she relented, figuring if she didn't eat it all, she'd just give it to him.

With that, Liv scurried off to the kitchen to place their orders with the cook.

"I wonder if Liv has anymore good stories," Thea conspiratorially turned to Felicity and said as she leaned forward in her seat.

"No more stories." Oliver seemed to be putting his foot down this time. The menacing look he gave Thea said it all.

"Alright, alright," she shrugged. "I won't ask."

Their food arrived within ten minutes, the conversation continuing to be light with Oliver's fond memories of Astoria, from summers spent exploring the forest to winters spent sailing around the bay. Liv had stopped by the table several times to chime in with her own stories of Oliver's exploits, but none had been as funny as how he got his nickname. Most were memories of his penchant for getting hurt in the strangest of ways, like falling from a tree when he was six.

Felicity found herself watching the younger Queen through most of the conversation. She could see the worry behind her smiles and laughter. Thea truly was concerned about the phone call from Roy, and for some reason, a tendril of uneasiness ran through her. Thinking of all that waited for them when they returned to Starling City caused Felicity's hand to tighten involuntarily around Oliver's. He gave her a quick sidelong glance and while she tried to smile up at him reassuringly, she could tell he saw through her attempt. He squeezed her hand in return - an unspoken offering of comfort to her. After that, she let herself be pulled back into the light-hearted conversation.

Lunch was quickly eaten, with even Felicity finding herself able to finish her plate as Oliver and Thea looked on in wonder when she asked about dessert. Slices of homemade apple pie with vanilla ice cream were devoured within minutes and soon the overly stuffed trio was bidding farewell to their gracious host.

"Please stop by again soon," Liv said as she wrapped Oliver in a bear hug even though she was only an inch or two taller than Felicity. "I've missed you, Ollie. When I heard about the boat accident, I cried like a baby for almost a month straight. But you're back and, my oh my, is it good to have you here."

"I promise I'll be back again," Oliver said as she kissed his cheek before pulling back.

Liv turned to Thea next, also giving her a big hug before she made her way to Felicity. She wrapped her arms around the younger woman, pulling her close as she whispered in her ear, "Take good care of Ollie for me, please. He may be too big for his britches at times, but he's got a good heart. Always has."

"I know, and I will," Felicity whispered back.

They left the warmth of the diner and headed back out into the cool spring sunshine of the outdoors. Oliver's hand had found its way back into Felicity's as they strode down the sidewalk together with Thea a couple steps ahead of them. She seemed to be in her own little world, her eyes barely straying from the phone in her hands. That's when Felicity decided she needed to stop her from over-thinking about Roy's phone call.

To be honest, she saw a little of herself in the younger Queen with the way she was worried about her boyfriend. It was akin to the way Felicity worried about Oliver. So, she let go of his hand, silently nodding at him that she was going to go with Thea. He sighed, nodding back and giving her a tight smile before turning around. The electronics store was opposite the direction they were going.

Felicity caught up to Thea with ease, her right arm hooking around the younger woman's left, startling her out of her thoughts. "So, ready to do some shopping?" Felicity asked, her smile bright and cheery.

"Um, yeah…" It took Thea a moment to comprehend what was going on before she quickly recovered, giving Felicity a genuine smile as she slipped her phone into the pocket of her coat. "I thought I saw a boutique over here."

"Good, because I'm kinda getting tired of wearing someone else's clothes even though they seem to fit me," Felicity said.

"Well, you do look good in Kate Spade," Thea commented as she pushed open the door to Small Town Girls Boutique and led them into the little clothing store. It may not have been the high fashion the brunette was used it, but it was right up Felicity's alley.

There were several racks of vintage clothing that spanned one wall of the store while the rest was separated into racks of the basics. Felicity's attention was immediately drawn to the vintage jeans she spied to her left and made her way towards them with Thea in tow.

For the next hour they roamed the store, trying on whatever caught their eyes. The longer they shopped, the more comfortable Felicity became around the younger Queen and vice versa. They were both opening up to each other about all sorts of things from high school to hair styles to makeup.

Felicity found herself in the dressing room for the fourth time trying on a cute dress that had caught her eye while Thea leaned against the door outside. The store was quiet except for them and she found herself enjoying the easiness she was coming to feel in this small town. She could tell why it was a getaway for the Queens.

Turning around and looking at herself in the mirror, she smiled at the pattern of flowers that danced along the hemline of the knee-length navy dress. The vibrant colors of the petals pulled her in and she knew exactly what cardigan she could pair with it from her clothes back at her apartment.

Thea knocked on the door. "You almost done, Blondie?" she jabbed good-naturedly, and Felicity smiled, rolling her eyes. If there was one thing she was learning about the younger Queen, it was that patience was not one of her stronger traits, something else she seemed to share with her brother.

Opening the door, she twirled for Thea who smiled and clapped her hands. "You're so getting that! Ollie will love it on you!"

Felicity felt herself blush and looked down, biting her lip. She couldn't deny she'd been thinking of how Oliver would react to seeing her in some of the clothes she'd tried on - not that she was specifically buying for him, but she couldn't deny wanting to see his blue eyes light up when he saw her. In the back of her mind, she heard a voice telling her that his eyes already shone when she walked into the room. For some reason, that voice sounded a lot like Diggle's.

Thea noticed her apprehensive look, and ushered Felicity back into the dressing room to help her unzip the dress. While Thea exited and shut the door, Felicity quickly slipped out of the garment. From the other side of the door, she heard Thea clear her voice and knew she was about to ask something that she might not be able to answer. Quickly, she slipped on her leggings and sweater and pushed the door open so she was face to face with the younger Queen.

"So, you and Ollie…" Thea said as she leaned against the fitting room door watching Felicity's blush rise from her cheeks all the way to her chest through the mirror while she put the clothes back on their respective hangers.

She knew this conversation was going to happen and although Felicity thought she had been prepared for it, nothing came close to the rising panic she suddenly felt as Thea sized her up. "What about Oliver and me?" Felicity asked, trying to keep her voice even, but a slight crack still managed to weasel its way out.

"What happened last night?" Thea asked. There was no malice or accusation in her voice. She was more curious than anything.

Felicity let out the breath she'd been holding as she turned around to face the younger Queen. "A lot of things happened last night," she admitted. "Things that needed to happen…"

"What things?"

"Well, for one, Oliver finally opened up about a lot of stuff he'd been holding back. He got a lot off his chest."

"I'm glad because today was the first day I've seen him look more like his normal, before island self than he has since he came back."

"I never knew him before the island, but this is the happiest I've seen him since we met."

"When did you guys meet?"

"Seven months ago. He came into my office with a laptop he'd spilled a latte on and asked me to salvage the information on it. You brother barely knew how to Google before he met me. Don't get me wrong, he's still an idiot when it comes to technology. He probably still couldn't web search his way out of a paper bag, but he's a quick study."

Thea laughed. "Well at least he's learning something. He still isn't caught up on half the gossip of the last six years. I've been trying to get him to watch some movies with me, but he gets all grumpy and always has to leave for some reason. Does he do that to you?"

"All the time."

"Then good luck being his girlfriend."

Felicity froze, her expression falling at the term "girlfriend." It had just dawned on her that she and Oliver had slept together yet there was no moniker attached to their relationship. She hadn't even thought about discussing what they were until this very moment when Felicity realized she'd just assumed he had feelings for her that went beyond friendship when their whole night together could have just been a way of dealing with the aftermath of all that he'd been through.

"Oh, no," Thea breathed. "You two haven't talked about this, have you?"

Gazing over at the brunette, Felicity shook her head.

"Shit," Thea muttered. "I'm sorry. I had no idea. It just seemed like you two were so happy together that I kinda made that assumption. I should really stop jumping to conclusions. I did the same thing to Roy…" Her voice trailed off as she, too, felt the sudden pang of uncertainty and fear.

"Thea," Felicity said as she reached out to the younger woman, glad for the change of topic. She placed her hand on her forearm and Thea's eyes immediately shot to hers. "Is everything okay?"

"Everything… Everything's fine," Thea wavered as she looked away. Felicity squeezed her arm and she continued, "It's just… I'm really worried about him. We haven't talked since I left the Glades in his truck and I'm scared something might have happened to him. When he called me this morning, all I could hear over the phone was breathing and a few broken words, but then the phone call ended and I haven't been able to get a hold of him since."

Rubbing her hand up and down Thea's arm, Felicity replied, "If you want, I can try and ping his location when we get back to the house. Will that help you?"

"I… I guess," Thea said with a weak smile. They gathered up their purchases and headed for the cash register. Thea had loaded her arms with several shirts and pairs of jeans while Felicity realized she only had enough money on her for a t-shirt. She was getting ready to put down the rest of the things that she found fit her perfectly when Thea snatched them from her and plopped them on the counter along with her purchase.

"Thea, please, you don't have to…" she tried to protest, but the brunette was having none of it.

"Hey, it's not every day you meet someone willing to go out of their way to find your boyfriend," Thea said as she handed the saleswoman her credit card. "Especially when said boyfriend is despised by her brother. So think of this as a great big thank you for completely going against Oliver's hatred for Roy and giving me some peace of mind."

"You really don't have to do this," Felicity replied, still stunned that the younger Queen had shelled out over a hundred dollars on clothing for her.

"It's also rare for my brother to find a woman who actually cares about him and makes him happy," Thea added, grabbing their bags as they headed out of the store. They walked back out into the crisp spring sunshine arm in arm.

Felicity was still mulling over her relationship status with Oliver when off in the distance, she saw him leaning against her car awaiting their return. She paused for a moment and Thea took notice.

"You know what?" the younger woman said, following her gaze and finding her brother at the end of it.

Felicity turned to her and asked, "What?"

"There really isn't a label for what you and Ollie have," Thea replied.

"What do you mean?"

"I told you last night I knew something deep connected you. I saw it today at lunch. The way you two looked at each other… It was like watching an old married couple who had been together for years. I got a little jealous! I hope Roy looks at me like that," Thea lightly joked. It earned her a smile from the blonde beside her. "I guess what I'm trying to say is, don't concern yourself with labeling your relationship with Ollie. You can figure that out later. What's important right now is that you're together and that you have each other's backs."

Felicity's arm flew around Thea's neck, bringing her in for a tight hug. "Thank you," she murmured into her ear. "I really needed that."

"I know," Thea replied as they pulled apart. "I really think we should head back now because I'm pretty sure Ollie's got his grumpy cat face on."