DISCLAIMER: I do not own the characters, they belong to the CW and DC comics. this is just a fanmade story of a couple the author would really want to see ending up together. Just fantasies that I can't keep to myself anymore. no hard feelings.

A/N: Hey Guys, I know it's been a long time and I really wanted to update sooner, but my mom took my computer because my grades aren't exactly great. Anyways, that will be alright and stuff, but in order to make up for it, I give you TWO chapters :) that's right. Have fun reading! Love you guys.

CHAPTER THIRTY EIGHT: REVELATIONS

Lights by Ellie Goulding
I had a way then losing it all on my own
I had a heart then but the queen has been overthrown
And I'm not sleeping now, the dark is too hard to beat
And I'm not keeping now, the strength I need to push me

You show the lights that stop me turn to stone
You shine it when I'm alone
And so I tell myself that I'll be strong
And dreaming when they're gone

(I really liked this song for Thea/Felicity, doesn't really have anything to do with the chapter. When I listen to this I just keep thinking of Felicity comforting Thea.)

"Oh! That…." Felicity trailed off. Thea eyed her curiously. "I had been experimenting with my hacking skills. But that was just a hobby. Bad idea of mine. Why would you think I work with the Hood? That's just crazy."

Felicity started exiting the room, leaving an even more suspicious Thea. She shut the door behind her and exhaled heavily as she slumped against it. She ran a hand over her face and pulled the stray hairs out of her face. This was not good. Her rambling totally gave her away. She sucked at lying. She groaned and started making her way to Oliver's room, or what now was considered their room. She burst inside and slammed the door shut. Oliver's head snapped up at the sound. He had just started undressing, his fingers unbuttoning the final two buttons of his dress-shirt. Perfect. Just perfect. Her libido was already through the roof, and he was not really helping. She sighed to steady herself before spilling out everything that just happened.

"Oliver, I think she knows. She overheard Detective Lance when he arrested me, and I played it off as a misread hobby, but I don't believe she bought it. Of course she didn't, it's the most unbelievable lie I've ever heard, except maybe the spilt latte, you pulled on me, or the energy drink in a syringe. Or pretty much anything that was not the truth you tried to pull on me. Anyways. SHE KNOWS, Oliver."

By the end of her little speech, she had walked over to him and had clenched the fabric of his shirt in her fist, trying to make her point. Olive had his eyebrows raised and a confused smiled played along his lips.

"Who knows what?" He asked, putting his hand on her upper-arms.

"Thea. Thea knows about me helping, you know who."

Oliver's face stiffened as realization hit him. He clenched his jaw, oh god, she had always thought of that as incredibly sexy. She bit her lower lip as she looked at him processing. They were silent for a long moment.

"Does she know it's me?" Felicity shook her head.

"No, I don't think so, she asked me if you knew I was helping 'him'"

Oliver nodded and the room was filled in silence once again. Felicity studied his face, the soft light playing with his features. Damn he was so pretty. She smiled a little and finally loosened her grip on his shirt, smoothing out the wrinkles she had caused in the fabric.

"Maybe we should tell her." Oliver whispered and pressed his lips together.

Felicity sighed softly and reached up with one hand to cup his cheek. Her thumb softly stroked his cheekbone. He leaned a little into the touch and she smiled at him.

"Only if you think it's the right thing to do."

He sighed. "We'll talk about this tomorrow, right now, I think it's the right thing to let you get some rest, you don't want to exhaust the two of you."

Felicity chuckled and stood on the tips of her toes to kiss him. His right hand fell to her neck while his left snaked around her back and to the zipper of her dress, swiftly undoing it.

Coming Home Part 2 by Skylar Grey
And the blood will dry
underneath my nails
and the wind will rise up
to fill my sails
so you can doubt
and you can hate
but I know, no matter what it takes

I'm coming home
I'm coming home
tell the world I'm coming home
let the rain wash away
all the pain of yesterday
I know my kingdom awaits
and they've forgiven my mistakes
I'm coming home
I'm coming home
tell the world I'm coming ..

(And again, doesn't really add anything to the chapter, just thought it was really fitting for Oliver.)

Three weeks past. Thea had avoided the subject a little too obvious, eying her whenever she was working on her laptop or tablet. She and Oliver had spent some time at the foundry and Thea seemed to always be awake when they got back, but never asking for an explanation. It was driving Felicity crazy, she just really wanted to get it over with, but it was up to Oliver to decide. Maybe giving Thea the distraction of planning the baby shower would ease some oth the tension. Today was a big day. Felicity awoke in Oliver's arms. She started tracing patterns on his bare chest as she still marveled at his beauty. She exhaled softly when he started stirring.

"Morning" He said in a sleepy voice.

"Happy anniversary" she whispered and he stiffened and his eyes flew open.

"Did I forget, Oh Felicity, I'm so sorry. I'll make it up to you, I promise"

Felicity started chuckling and that chuckle turned into full out laughing when she saw his dumbstruck expression. She sat up, facing him.

"Oh no, no! You didn't forget." She laughed again. "Well, actually you did, but that doesn't really matter.'

Oliver raised an eyebrow.

"You've been home for a year!" She squealed and bended over to kiss him. He chuckled and sat up straight to make kissing easier for her. That belly really was getting in the way with a lot of things now. He groaned a little when she pulled back and hopped off the bed.

"I got you something." She said laughing and retrieved a rectangular shape with green wrapping paper. She got back on the bed and handed it to him. He examined it carefully. Felicity was watching him, biting her thumb in anticipation.

"Fitting" He said, referring to the wrapping paper. She chuckled and he started tearing. He was silent for a moment before giving her a questioning look. Felicity stifled a laugh.

"Seriously?" He rolled his eyes and Felicity burst into a fit of laughter. At last, he couldn't help the chuckle that escaped from his lips as he looked down on the complete series box set of Lost.

Felicity had rolled on her back near his feet, still laughing. He smiled and chuckled again. The sound of her laughter was all he'd ever really need. No expensive cars or luxurious watches, just her. That would be enough.

All We Are by Matt Nathanson
I kept falling over
I kept looking backward
I went broke believing
That the simple should be hard

All we are, we are
All we are, we are
And every day is a start
Of something beautiful

Felicity stared at herself in the mirror. The lilac, floor-length, gown twirling around as she turned. The chiffon flared out from the top of her stomach, accentuating it nicely. She smiled a little as she tugged at the straps on her shoulders, it was a lovely dress. She and Thea had spent hours shopping before they found it. On the plus side, it could be worn with a bra under it, much to her relief because her breasts had gotten really sore now that her pregnancy was coming to an end. She sighed. Just five more weeks before she got to meet her little girl. Felicity smiled at her reflection. Her hair was in an intricate updo, allowing the droplet earrings to peek out from under her hair. Her left hand curled around her stomach. The light caught the promise ring and it shone brightly. She chuckled a little and turned, about to head down, only to be given a near heart-attack when she saw Oliver lounging in the doorpost.

"Jesus, Oliver. Don't do that!"

Oliver smiled at her. "You look gorgeous" He pushed himself off against the door and walked over to her. He was wear light grey slacks and a white dress-shirt, the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, just the way she liked it. She took his left hand in her right, the other one still resting on her stomach, and she sighed.

"Well, I guess, I'm as ready as I'll ever be."

Oliver chuckled and shook his head. "You know, Thea really outdid herself, I think you might actually enjoy it."

Felicity raised her eyebrows and let Oliver lead her downstairs. The railings of the stairs were decorated with pastel colored garlands made of crepe paper. The colors matched very well together. Purple, blue, green, yellow and pink all in a shade very near to white. There were some balloons in the foyer and living room, and some more garlands here and there, but that was basically it. She was quite confused, but not in a bad way. Oliver was right, she loved it. Thea came rushing towards her when they reached the bottom of the stairs.

"What do you think?" she squealed.

"Well, not what I expected, but I love it!"

The three of them walked into the living room, where the furniture had been rearranged a bit to seat the guests, not that there were a lot of them. Felicity spotted her parents, her aunt Michelle and uncle Grayson, and her two cousins, Ronald (and his wife, Anna) and Jason, Her sister Jenna and her husband Michael with their 5 year-old son, Aaron, her college roommate Melissa, who she hadn't seen in ages. Diggle was there with Carly and AJ, all smiling at each other. Moira was there too. She had had been granted house arrest until the trial continued, she smiled at Felicity and Oliver together, and Felicity watched her for a moment until someone joined her at her side. Walter. Felicity elbowed Oliver and he smiled as he nodded. Thea had gone off to sit next to Roy, and that was almost everybody. She had almost looked past Laurel and Quentin Lance, sitting on a couch on the far side of the room. They seemed more at ease than the last time she had seen them, and she was happy about that. They were smiling and talking.

There was an enormous pile of gifts in the middle of the room and Felicity rolled her eyes as she spotted it. Oliver kissed her temple, letting his hand linger on the back of her neck, making her shiver.

The baby shower started with cake . Thea had orded a beautiful and delicious vanilla cake with white frosting and a caterer took care of lunch, afterwards. Everything went smoothly. Felicity got time to catch up with her family and friends, and maybe even played matchmaker. Melissa and Jason seemed to hit it off very well.

"Felicity?" A female voice called when they were talking in the living room after lunch. She turned to the voice to see Laurel standing there.

"Laurel! Hi! I think Oliver has gone to talk to my mother." She pointed to where they were seated.

"I actually wanted to talk to you." Laurel said with a soft smile

"Oh….Okay, sure." Felicity shifted on the couch to give the other woman some space to sit down. Laurel sat in the spot Oliver had just vacated and smiled at her.

"Look, I know we haven't exactly been the best of friends, but still. I feel like I owe you an apology."

Felicity frowned in confusion. "Why?"

"For not visiting when you were in the hospital."

"Laurel, you don't need to apologize for that, like you said, it's not like we are best friends."

"Yes" She smiled softly at Felicity. "But I'm still sorry. You see, I was kind of jealous of you." She raised her hand to sort of like stop Felicity's train of thought to explain herself

"NOT because you are with Oliver, no, not at all. But because you two are clearly happy, and you have a life together, a future." She gestured to Felicity's baby bump.

"And well, after what happened with Tommy, I wasn't sure I would be able to have that."

Felicity smiled at Laurel and reached out to put her hand over hers. Laurel smiled thankfully and squeezed her fingers softly.

"Laurel, I'm a hundred percent sure that you'll find somebody who wants to share his future with you. Don't worry. If it feels good, just go with it."

Laurel smiled a little wider and blushed.

"You know, Adam Donner has been awfully nice to me."

"Donner? The DA?" Felicity asked. Laurel nodded and blushed.

"Yeah, we even went on a few dates. I wanna take it slow, because I know I'm still hurting, but it feels good."

"I'm glad to hear that, Laurel, I really am. And apology accepted"

Felicity smiled at her and Laurel chuckled. They somehow ended up hugging. It didn't go unnoticed.

Oliver smiled when he saw the embrace. He had just stood up to walk over to Diggle as it caught his eye. He had been talking to Felicity's mother about baby stuff, names and the like. He enjoyed Esther's company. She was bubbly like Felicity. The mother-daughter resemblance was spot on. He smiled and continued walking. He greeted Carly with a kiss on her cheek and AJ with a hand ruffling through his curly hair. He stepped up to Diggle, hand outstretched. Dig shook it.

"I'm happy for you two." Dig smiled

"But?" Oliver asked.

"There's no but."

Oliver frowned "Yes there is."

Dig sighed and started walking away from Carly, who was now in deep conversation with Felicity's sister, and AJ who had found a new playmate in Aaron, Felicity's nephew.

"Have you thought about what will happen to our 'nighttime activities'."

Oliver frowned. "Coming up blank so far."

"Look, I know you two have only been back for a month, and don't get me wrong, it's going really well, but I've been catching her sleeping at her desk more and more often. She's exhausting herself, Oliver. It's not good. And how about when the baby is born? You can't assume that she'll be staying home all the time, taking care of your child while you're out fighting crime and risking your life every night. Especially since she can't do anything to help. You know that, Oliver. You know her."

Oliver sighed and nodded slowly. "I know you're right, and as much as I want the two of them safely tucked away, it's not going to happen. I don't know yet, but we'll figure it out. We're a team, and we don't do sidelining."

Dig nodded. "We'll figure it out."

The party ended with each guest writing their best wishes, poems, advice or tips into a notebook . Everybody said their goodbyes and the guests were given baby bottles with pastel colored M&M's in it as favors.

Felicity slumped onto the couch when everybody had left. She kicked off her heels and listened to the silence for a moment. She sat there for maybe ten minutes before a soft and gentle voice came calling for her. Moira stepped into the sitting room.

"Oh! there you are." She said as she walked over to the couch and sat down beside her.

"I just wanted to give you something." Felicity frowned and sat up a little straighter. She looked at what Moira was holding. It looked soft and warm, a cream colored knitted piece. Moira ran her hand over it one more time before handing it to Felicity. The blanket felt incredibly soft under her fingertips. She unfolded it and found a golden embroidery on the edge. It said Queen.

"It's the blanket I used when Oliver and Thea were born. And Oliver's grandmother used it for his father. I thought you should have it."

Felicity felt the lump forming in her throat. This was probably the gift she loved the most. It meant that Moira considered Felicity as a part of the family, even if she and Oliver were not married yet, and weren't exactly the most traditional couple out there. More like absolutely not.

She couldn't find any words so she just moved closer to Moira and hugged her. Moira was a little surprised by the sudden gesture but soon Felicity felt the woman's hands on her back.

"Thank you." She whispered and Moira slowly nodded and rubbed her back.

"You deserve to have it, sweetheart."