Felicity wiped her mouth after brushing her teeth and walked out of her bathroom to go to her son's bedroom.

"Robert Thomas Queen, what do you think you are doing?" Felicity shouted at her five year old son, who was currently bouncing on his Lightning McQueen themed bed in his pajamas.

Robbie or Robert Thomas Queen was born eight and a half months after Oliver saved Felicity from China White. They named him after Oliver's father and best friend and the little boy has been a handful ever since he came screaming in the world. With his father's natural athleticism and blonde hair mixed with her curious personality and blue eyes, Felicity found herself rubbing her belly, secretly hoping her next child will be a bit calmer.

Robbie stopped bouncing on his bed when he heard his mother yell.

"Oh, let the boy be, Felicity," Donna walked in behind her, "It's his birthday."

"Yes, and do you remember what happened on his fourth birthday when was running around with dad and fell. I believe he had to get five stitches on his forehead," Felicity glared at her mother, "I do not want another busted head."

"He does take after his father, doesn't he," her mother smiled as she watched Felicity go to her son to get dressed for the party.

"Yes, he does," Felicity sighed as she struggled with her son.

"Talking about me, my light?" Oliver said as he walked into the room, carrying their three year old daughter Madison Grace.

"Only good things my love," Felicity replied as she finally got pants on their son.

"Dada," Madison mumbled.

"Do you want down, little one?" Oliver looked at the squirming girl in his arms.

She nodded and immediately ran to her mother.

"Ooff," Felicity grunted, "Why did our children have to take after you and physically attack me whenever they can?"

Oliver walked over to his wife and whispered in her ear, "I don't remember any complaints happening in the shower eight weeks ago," he ended with a nip to her ear.

Donna cleared her throat, "And it is that behavior that put a third grandchild in my daughter's belly," she glared at them.

Felicity appeared shocked, "Mom, we haven't even announced it yet. How did you know?"

Donna shrugged, "A mother notices things. You haven't been drinking wine since we've been here and your boobs seem a bit bigger so I assumed."

Felicity glanced at her husband. They wanted to wait till after Robbie's birthday to announce it that way it could be all about him. This would be his second sibling and while he and Madison get a long well, she was concerned that the youngest may not be as welcome.

"We want to wait for a bit before saying anything," Oliver spoke the words that were on Felicity's mind.

"Don't worry. Today is all about this boy right here," Donna replied as she bent down to kiss her grandson, "I can't believe how big he is."

"I can! I remember thinking I was going to give birth to an elephant he was such a large baby. He's going to be big and strong just like his daddy, right Robbie?"

The birthday boy nodded as he stood by his father.

"I think we should take this birthday boy down for his birthday chocolate chip waffles. Come with me, Robbie," his grandmother held out her hand, "Do you want to come too Madi?"

"We will be down in a bit, Donna," Oliver replied as he watched his mother-in-law walk away with their children.

Once Donna was away, Felicity rested her head on Oliver's chest and he pressed his lips to her temple.

"Can you believe that our son is five years old? Where did this time go?"

Felicity sighed, breathing in his scent, "Mmm, I don't know. I've been busy as the Chief Technical Officer the last year and having babies that I can't believe that a little over six years ago we got married after only knowing each other for a few days."

"I remember thinking you were so surprisingly bright considering you had dark hair and your clothes appeared tattered and just as dark."

"Is that why you call me your light?" she asked looking up at him while wrapped in his arms.

He nodded, "Yes and I think I fell in love with you in those few days before I even realized it. You are remarkable."

She snorted, "Thank you for remarking on it...again."

They continued to hold each other until they heard the doorbell ring.

"That's probably Thea with Roy."

Oliver growled and Felicity whacked his stomach, "Be nice"

"Why?"

"Because she is your sister and I don't know why you don't like him. He's become one of your men for heaven's sake," she rolled her eyes and she removed herself from his arms to walk out of the room.

"For one, I never said I didn't like him. I am happy for my sister that she found someone but if I acted like I approved, Roy might slack and I can't have him slacking when he is with my baby sister," he whisper shouted at her while they made their way downstairs.

She glanced back at her husband when she reached the last stair, "Who knew under that tough exterior laid a big softy," Felicity grinned at him.

"Yes, well, don't tell anyone. I have a reputation to uphold," he joked with her.

She chuckled knowing that everyone still took him very seriously, "Yes, dear."

Thea looked up from hugging her niece and nephew as Roy watched from behind the couch.

"Nice of you to make it to your son's birthday, guys. What were you doing? Making me another niece or nephew to spoil," Thea winked at her brother and sister-in-law.

"Good morning Thea," Felicity smiled, wondering if everyone could tell she was pregnant or if she was just picking.

"So when can we get this party started? I have a nephew to spoil with presents," she asked.

"Just waiting on Noah to bring the cake," Donna replied.

"And here he is," her husband said as he moved into the foyer holding a large box and continued towards the kitchen.

"I'll go help them set up. You stay here so we can surprise him," Oliver quietly spoke next to his wife.

As she felt her husband walk away, Felicity watched her children play with their aunt and the other people who came into her life six years ago. She looked at her mother-in-law, someone she previously feared, standing next to her second husband Walter Steele as she grinned at Madison who walked around with a tiara on her head. John Diggle and his wife Lyla stood nearby as their six year old son JD played with little Robert. Lyla was seven months pregnant with a little girl and Felicity found herself excited that her daughter wouldn't be the only girl.

The only thing she wished was different was how she came to this place in life. Felicity often thanked Cooper for his sacrifice. He died but it was because of him and the death of her husband's father that she has the life she does now. She looked down the hall and saw Oliver.

"How are you doing?" she asked him.

He grinned, "I'm happy."