I'd love to write a big long opening here, but today I'm not feeling it. Maybe at the end.
Does She Love That Man
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Chapter 12
Head injury.A severe hit to the head - from a fall or automobile accident, for example - can injure the brain and cause both short- and long-term memory loss. Memory may gradually improve over time.
Oliver didn't have time to change before he went to the hospital. He held the flowers in his hand as he waited for the elevator to reach the floor. He was exhausted staying up researching anything and everything he could find on memory loss from head injuries that he could find on the internet. Even calling specialists to find out more information. The answer was always the same, Therapy and time was the only thing that might make a difference. The problem is that the last thing he said to her before the accident was all he could remember. He needed her to see that no matter what had happened before, in his eyes she was all that mattered. She had to believe him, she just had to.
The doors opened and he walked to the room and knocked on the door. "Hello." He said entering the room. "How are you today?"
Felicity smiled at him the way you would when you met someone for the first time. "I'm ok. I guess. I mean I guess I'm as good as I can be for sitting in a hospital room, of course it could be worse, but luckily I have my tablet." She held it up slightly to show him. "So you're back again and with flowers."
Oliver smiled setting the vase of flowers down on the table. "Of course I am. Where else would I be?" He said stepping closer to the bed.
As he was about to sit down he heard someone enter the room. His stomach turned at the sight. Barry Allen.
"Hey beautiful." He said walking over to her and sitting next to her on the bed.
Oliver watched as she lit up when she saw him. She scooched over on the bed to make room for him to sit. Barry Allen was Felicity's ex-boyfriend from Central City, one of Oliver's least favorite people and one of Felicity's clearest memories. "Barry." He said with a sneer. "I didn't know you'd be here."
Barry turned to him. "Well, when Felicity called me I couldn't help myself. I came right here to see how she was doing." He turned to look at her and smiled.
"Well, I'm going to go get some coffee. Does anyone want any?" He asked motioning to them.
"Mmmm coffee. Yes, please." She smiled turning back to Barry.
"Sure Oliver. Thanks." Barry said not looking away from Felicity.
Oliver started to leave the room. He turned to look back before heading out the door. He stopped in the hallway and swiveled as he paced rubbing the back of his neck and then moving his hand to his temple. Why did she have to remember Barry Allen.
"It really is a beautiful day." Felicity sighed as she walked hand in hand with Oliver through the city street. "I'm so glad we are doing this today." She looked at Oliver with a wide mouth smile.
Oliver turned to look at her. He licked his lips and turned to look at the road ahead. "Felicity, there's something we need to talk about."
"Uh oh. This sounds serious." She said searching his face for answers.
"It is serious." He said still facing forward.
"If this is about me feeding Truman I refuse to apologize. That poor cat was starving." She began to babble. "I mean I know he left that dead mouse on the doorstep, but really that was a thank you gift in cat terms. It's actually an honor when you think about it and-"
"It's not about Truman." Oliver interrupted. "I was hoping that-"
Felicity interrupted him. "Let me guess. You and Tommy were playing around with your laptop again and you opened that email, now you have spyware eating away at your hard drive. I swear you both need to stop thinking that you'll get to see Jennifer Anniston's boobs."
"Feliciy." Oliver said trying to stop her.
"No. I mean it. I should just let you both suffer." She continued.
'Felicity." He tried to stop her again.
"Sometimes you guys act like teenage boys and don't try to deny it because I've looked at your history files and let me tell you mister-"
"Felicity!" He said stopping her and turning her to face him. "I want you to move in with me."
She stood there looking at him speechless.
Oliver took her hands in his and looked her in the eye. "I mean it you know. Think about it. I can't even remember the last time we slept at our own places. To be honest I don't want to remember what it's like." Felicity looked at him in awe as he spoke. "It makes perfect sense when you think about it. You wouldn't have to worry about forgetting something at home and I wouldn't have to rush home early to change because I forget my work shirts at home. It would be so much better."
Oliver waited for her response. He watched as she smiled and sucked her lips in. He ran his thumbs over her knuckles. Felicity took a deep breath and smiled. Just as she opened her mouth to speak someone called her name. They both turned to the call.
"Felicity?" A man questioned as he approached her. "I knew it was you." The man said approaching her.
"Barry." She gasped.
Oliver watched as she turned to this Barry guy and he threw his arms around her, agitation boiling in his stomach for the interruption. He didn't know who this Barry guy was, but he barely looked old enough to be out of high school. How did Felicity know him and why on earth was he touching her.
"What are you doing in Starling?" Felicity questioned still holding one of Barry's hand.
"There is a forensic conference in town and they asked me to speak." Barry said holding her hand. "How are you? Have you had lunch? I could take you to lunch now." He spoke as if Oliver wasn't even there.
Oliver cleared his throat loudly. Felicity let go of Barry's hand and walked back to Oliver. "Um Barry, I already have plans for lunch actually. Barry Allen, this is Oliver. Oliver Queen." She smiled taking his hand in hers.
Oliver stepped forward and offered to shake Barry's hand. "Nice to meet you." He said with a forced smile.
Barry shook his hand. "Oliver Queen? Playboy Oliver Queen? I remember reading something about you and urinating on a police officer."
Oliver frowned as he let go of Barry's hand. "Yes well, we all do stupid things when we turn 21, you'll find out when you get there." Oliver snapped.
"Well, this is fun." Felicity sighed. "Um Barry, we were just heading to lunch. Maybe you want to join us." She said turning ask to Oliver.
Oliver saw the pleading look in her eyes. "Yeah Barry, why not join us." He said through clenched teeth.
Felicity mouthed a thank you through her smile and turned to Barry. "Lunch?"
Barry looked at his watch. "Lunch sounds great. We can go to your favorite place." He said smiling at Felicity. "Central City Perk has Felicity's favorite pita pocket sandwich." He winked at Felicity as they began to walk.
Felicity took Oliver's hand as they walked with Barry. She gave a reassuring smile and squeezed his hand. He gave her a tight lipped smile and continued walking.
Oliver sat at the café listening to Barry reminisce as they laughed at the memories they shared. His stomach tightened when he saw Barry repeatedly trying to hold felicity's hand. A ping of jealousy ran through him wishing he was there for some of these moments in her life. It felt like the lunch that would never end.
Felicity turned to him and took a deep breath to calm her laughter. She smiled at him and wrinkled her nose. "Well, if you boys will excuse me for a bit, I am going to freshen up a bit. I'll be right back." She leaned in and kissed Oliver's cheek then headed to the ladies room.
Oliver sat up and took a sip of his iced tea.
"I still have feelings for her you know." Barry stated looking down.
Oliver looked at him confused. "Excuse me?"
"I just want you to know that Felicity and I were together a long time and well, you should know that when things don't work out with you two, I'll be there to pick up the pieces." Barry stated confidently.
Oliver shook his head and laughed. "And what would make you think that things won't work out with Felicity and myself Barry?"
Barry leaned in and tapped his glass with his fingers. "Really now." He scoffed. "Felicity has an IQ that is higher than your GPA probably was. You can't possibly have anything in common and really, the world knows that Oliver Queen can't keep it his pants. You probably have ten women on the side already."
Oliver sucked his lips in and leaned in. "You know, Felicity told me all about you Barry. She said you were practically engaged at one point." He could see the proud smile on Barry's face. "Yes Felicity has told me everything about you as a matter of fact. Including the fact that she outgrew you. That your plans for her were different than the ones she chose for herself. She also told me about how you purposely lied to her about the job offer she had in Starling City to try and keep her here."
Barry's smile faded as he listened to Oliver talk.
The waitress dropped the check on the table and Oliver picked it up. He pulled his wallet out and dropped money on the table. "Seems to me Barry that Felicity has made up her mind about you. I believe her description of you was clingy and too controlling. That was the main reason she wouldn't move in with you." He said standing up. "If I were you, I wouldn't hold my breath waiting for her to come back to you."
Felicity approached the table and took Oliver's hand in hers. "Are we ready to go?" She smiled.
Oliver smiled at her. "I think so." He leaned in to shake Barry's hand. "Barry, it was good meeting you and if you are ever in Starling City give us a call and we'll do dinner at OUR place."
Barry shook his hand and pressed his lips together.
"Yes. Oliver is an incredible cook." Felicity said giving him a peck on the cheek. "It was so good seeing you." She stood back up next to Oliver. "Ready."
Oliver looked at her and smiled. He took her hand and kissed it. "Ready."
Felicity waved at Barry and lead Oliver out of the café. They held hands as they strolled down the street. Oliver smiled squeezing her hand.
Felicity gave him a questioning look. "What is that look for?"
Oliver chuckled. "What look?"
Felicity curled her arms around his leaning into him as they walked. "You have a huge smile on your face. I've never seen you so giddy."
Oliver looked up, took a deep breath and turned to Felicity. "I'm just happy." Felicity giggled as she looked at his smile. Oliver could feel his heart skip a beat. She was so beautiful and he could barely catch his breath. His heart filled with love for her. He stopped and turned her to look at him.
"What are you doing Oliver?" She smiled.
He pulled her to the side of the sidewalk. "I mean it felicity. I'm happy."
"Oliver." She laughed. "I'm happy too."
He shook his head. "No….You don't understand." He pulled her a little closer. "Felicity, you make me happy." He cupped her face with his hands. "I have never felt like this in my life. You make me….happy. I can't imagine my life without you. I love you Felicity Smoak."
Felicity put her hand over his on one cheek. "I love you too Oliver."
He leaned in and kissed her. Oliver knew what he had to do next. There was no question.
Oliver stood, his elbow resting against the coffee machine, his hand resting against his lips. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
"Oliver?" He felt a hand on his shoulder.
"Donna." He turned around to see Donna smiling at him. "Hi."
Donna smiled at him and leaned in for a hug. "So glad you came by."
Oliver pulled out of the hug and gave her a tight smile. "Yeah well, I wish I could say the same about Felicity."
Donna tilted her head giving him a sad smile. "I know it's frustrating, but Oliver she will remember, I just know it."
Oliver put money in the coffee machine making a selection for himself and for Donna as well. "Yeah well, she doesn't seem to have a problem remembering Barry Allen." He handed her a coffee and they began to walk arm in arm down the hallway towards the room.
"Ah yes Barry Allen. So convenient that he would show up now isn't it?" Donna scoffed. "God that guy irritates me. You know he's got a steady girlfriend now, but here he is trying to swoop in and save the day."
Oliver smiled as he listened to Donna. "I don't know Donna."
"Oh Oliver." Donna said stopping in front of him. "Really, do you think I don't know how you feel about my daughter? You have to be blind not to see that you are still in love with her. Your friends all see it, hell even the nurses see it. Oliver…Do you know the real reason why she came back to Starling?"
Oliver looked at her confused. "Her job-"
Donna cut him off. "Of course you would think that." She shook her head. "No Oliver. It was you. She was coming back to you." She looked at Oliver and put her hand on his cheek. "Oh honey, she's still in love with you. She never stopped loving you and Oliver, there is no one that will ever love her more than you love her. Are you really going to give up on this again without even trying?"
Oliver looked at her and smiled. "Thank you Donna." He squeezed her hand before she slid it back through his to walk towards the room. "He really is know it all isn't he." He said with a smile as they walked towards the room.
"Uck. Complete know it all." She said with a huff.
This little bit of a push from Donna was just what he needed. Now all he had to do was find a way for Felicity to remember him and convince her that he loved her. Oliver wasn't going to let her go this time.
Ok I know it was short, but now that life is calming down a little bit I should be able to get back to writing. My head is loaded with ideas and I have to update my other fic which is taking me far too long to update and it's really getting me peeved.
Anyways, I hope you are all ok with this update. Oliver is going to have to work at his a little, but I'm hoping everyone likes what he has planned.
See at the next update xxoo