Felicity disconnected from the city's cameras and remained vigilant while Sergeant Lance pulled over to take over. She knew that Roy had not stayed very far, also wanting to make sure that nothing could happen more. She heard footsteps down the stairs, she knew it was the archer who came back, she had seen him entered, on the security camera outside Verdant. She finishes turning off her computers before to be able to congratulate him. She was pleased that Oliver had regained most of his old ways on patrol and that no incidents had occurred. When she heard him put his bow in the showcase she turned around and sat down on the desk lifting his cup of coffee to his lips.

- I see you kept your promise and you came back in full, she said with a smile behind her cup.

- Always, he said, pushing back his hood and removing his mask.

- You liked patrolling? she asked, holding her cup with both hands.

- It was a pretty productive night and I think the city is a little safer, for tonight at least, Oliver replied.

He walked gently towards his girlfriend and then smiled at her while placing his hands on the desk on either side of her, trapping her body as he leaned over her and placed a slight kiss on her lips. Felicity quickly placed her cup on the desk and raised her hands laying first on her shoulder and the other grabbing her neck as she returned the kiss. She recoiled a minute later as she passed a hand over her leather jacket and smiled as she met her gaze.

- You were perfect tonight during the patrol, I'm proud of you, she said softly.

- It was like I knew exactly what to do even though I still don't remember being a vigilante. I knew I shouldn't kill, while on the island it was the only way to stay alive, said Oliver slipping some hair behind his ear and letting his hand rest against his cheek.

- That's what you did when you got back from the island, the reporters called you a murderer. But when you came back after Tommy's death, you promised yourself you wouldn't kill again for the memory of your best friend, she said as she laid her hand against her heart.

- And you asked me to act differently also when Thea was abducted by the vigilantes, he said

She smiled, happy that he finally find his memories little by little , that he was happy to be Arrow again, the patrol giving him back the sensations that he had been missing for a while. She knew that with or without memory Oliver would always be the vigilante of the city, he had proved it during tonight's patrol. And that even if his memories did not come back completely Starling City did not have to be afraid because his hero was always present to save her with her team of partners. Of which she was a member.

- I'm probably going to patrol every night with John and Roy, get back in the bath, maybe it'll finally trigger something.

- If you want to keep patrolling with our friends, then you have to do it, as long as I'm the voice in your ear, she told her.

Oliver nodded, he appreciated that she supported him unconditionally even though she always had this fear in her that something would happen to her. He dropped his hand from his face as he took the top button of his blouse between his fingers, staring at her intensely.

- We should go home darling I want to hold you in my arms all night, he said, laying a sweet kiss on his lips.

She smiled at him and then lowered her hands towards the closing of her quiver, which she quickly opened, causing him to fall to the ground resonating in the silent foundry. She bit her lower lip as she pinched the metal of the zipper of her jacket between her fingers and began to pull it slowly, her eyes darkening at the sight of her chest with her black t-shirt. The jacket fell to the ground, she stroked her bare arms feeling her muscles contracting to her touch. Oliver bent down and captured his mouth with his own, he kissed it hard, his lips moving possessively on his own before deepening the kiss, thrusting his tongue into his mouth to embrace his own.

Their kiss lasted until his lungs began to burn to breathe and he recoiled, deeply inspiring as his dark eyes met his own. He was increasingly craving her and had some trouble controlling himself, their moment quickly becoming charged with sexual tension. Felicity anchored her gaze to hers as he turned black with desire, her heart suddenly beat very fast in her chest as a wave of excitement passed through her. She passed her tongue over her upper lip as her hands passed over her shoulders and then she stood on tiptoe and passed her tongue over her earlobe. Oliver moaned, his eyes closed for a moment while his tongue licked and bit his ear.

- Do you know that your little game doesn't help control my libido, my love? he says.

He put his hands on his waist, bringing her closer to her crotch, making her feel what her kisses were awakening in him, while her eyes met hers again. He let his hands slide on his hips and lifted it effortlessly on the desk. Oliver spread his legs so that he could move between them while his hand drifted on his thighs caressing them sensually. He continued to caress her while her mouth covered hers again in a deep kiss. He had planned to finally confess his love to her as soon as they returned to the mansion. It was finally time for him to put words to his feelings.

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When they returned to the lobby of the mansion everything was extinguished and silent, Felicity shuddered, remembering that the house was exactly the same when Slade was attacked when he came to pick her up to make Oliver suffer. She wanted to heading up the stairs, but the man she loved grabbed her by the waist, bringing her back against her chest. Without a word they drew closer to each other, his thin body standing against his more muscular, fitting perfectly together like two pieces of a puzzle. Felicity's arms were enthrled around her neck, while her head was lowered, their lips meeting.

She felt him wrap him up by putting an arm around his waist even more firmly as if he wanted that they become one body. His hand finding the familiar hollow in the down his back, pressing her even more against him. His other arm went up his back caressing his shoulder blade before his fingers ended up in his hair surrounding his ponytail which was so characteristic of the woman he loved. Out of breath they parted.

- Felicity! Everything I told you in the foundry is true, but there's one thing I failed to tell you, he says.

- What! Don't tell me you're going back on your decision to be with me? she asked.

- Never Felicity! Do you hear me! Never. You're everything I want in my life.

- Oliver! You're all I want, too.

- I didn't think it was possible, that a relationship can be so magical, having never experienced this with Laurel. With you everything becomes more beautiful, becomes bright when you smile, he said laying a hand on his cheek cradling her with a touch of tenderness.

- I don't understand what you're saying to me, she says.

- You, me, what's going on between us is so loud, intense. Every time I kiss you, it's magical, marvellous, and I'm sure when we make love it will be explosive, he said.

- You're right what we have is magical, precious, she replied.

- I don't know if you realize, what it means to me, what you've done for me while my recovery. Being there with me for these two months, I thought that being amnesiac would be another kind of hell like the one I experienced on the island, without friends, without family, alone. But with your presence, your sincerity, your sweetness you have brought hope back into me, removing the fear of not being the same. You've allowed me to feel feelings, feelings again, and accept love, he says.

Felicity's cheeks became red to her words, and she was certain that there was no plan behind to catch a villain. This time the words uttered were very real, honest and made sense to her. Felicity thanked the fate that Oliver had understood that he could be with her, that he stopped denying how he felt about her. He kissed her again, the pressure of her lips begging her to return her kiss. By gently dragging his lip, he asked to enter and she eagerly granted it to him. When she gently moans at the bottom of her throat, he moved his advances, his lips dropping tiny kisses along her jaw.

- With you everything is just perfect, like a magical gift, he murmured in his ear.

Felicity held his breath when he began to cover his neck with several kisses, kissing, licking, biting his flesh, before refocusing on his lips. Recoiling after another passionate kiss, he passed his thumb gently over his lips.

- I love you, she tells him, can't help but say it at last after her statement veiled love.

Oliver put his hand on his neck, holding it firmly in place, while his lips claimed hers again, happy as he had never been in his entire life since he was a child. He moved his mouth against hers, tasting her, teasing her as their kiss began to develop and become more intense. He recoiled again looking at her intensely.

- You are mine as I am to you my love, forever and nothing will ever change that. Nothing in the universe will take it away, nothing.

Oliver felt the tingling of a beginning of pain in his head but paid no attention to it, he wanted to tell Felicity everything he felt for her. Felicity saw sincerity in her blue eyes, mixed with the hint of passion that darkened his pupils. Her hands slid slowly up and down her shirt, rubbing him as she looked him. No man was allowed to look so sexy at any time of the day even though she secretly loved it. She raised her hand and stroked her cheeks covered in his beard. Taking his face in his hands, he murmured the three words that did not fail to melt the young woman's heart.

- I love you Felicity.

Oliver wanted to kiss her again but he felt a sharp pain running through his head, he recoiled from the young woman screaming, so much pressure in his brain was strong. He put his hands on his temples wanting to make this hard pounding disappear. Then a flash appeared before his eyes, he saw himself in front of the manor with Slade Wilson, the man he had thought of killing on the amazo before him, certifying that he kept his promises. Then he saw himself fighting Slade in the foundry, protecting Felicity by hiding under the stairs. Many flashes passed through his head, with Slade as the lead actor making him suffer.

He was able to see his mother's sacrifice to protect his children from this monster. Seeing Slade pierce her heart, without being able to prevent it, seeing her fall to the ground lifeless, crying for this umpteenth loss. He saw himself in a tower with Felicity who gave him the courage he had to save his town from his old friend and his army of men doped with mirakuru.

Felicity, seeing him suffer in such a way, tried to touch him to calm him down, soothe him and that the pain disappear like all other times, but Oliver did not feel his gentle caresses. This time nothing could not soothe this pain, which grew, more the memories appeared.

Oliver saw himself in the mansion exactly the same place he was now with Felicity - Oliver what come us to do here, the city is on fire and blood. I know. I want you to stay here. What! What for?! You can't ask me. I don't ask you. I'll pick you up when this is over. No ! Felicity! Not without telling me why. I want you to be safe. I don't want to be safe, I want to be with you, and with others where it's dangerous. There is no question of that. Oliver! I don't understand what's happening to you? Slade has kidnapped Laurel because he wants to kill the woman I love. I know ? And then ! He got the wrong woman. Oh -

Oliver saw himself watching Felicity intensely, as he had since the beginning of their relationship, when he had realized that he was in love with her. - I love you.- He saw him put a syringe in his hand - Do you understand? Yes - Then turning himself around, leaving her alone in this hall waiting for Slade to pick her up. He realized that he had used the woman he loved as bait to catch this man who had been his brother at one time

- No ! No ! I couldn't do that, he thought, still holding his head in his hands.

- Oliver! What's happening to you? asked Felicity, panicked.

Oliver heard his voice in the distance, he tried again to say something, but he could not get the words out. Then a new flash came before his eyes. He has found itself in a tunnel, his partners, his friends fighting against Slade's men, then his phone rang, he jumped on a car and answered - I listen. You haven't wasted your time, kid. It's over Slade your army is defeated. And I feel sorry for them, but again you've missed the point. I own the girl that you love. You're going to find back me where I tell you or I'm going to kill her. No, do what you have to do, I don't play your stupid games anymore. You won't stop, until what I tell you. I was surprised, I thought you were attracted to women of character, but now that I've met her I understand that you like her so much... She's quite charming. Your Felicity. -

He felt his heart beat faster and faster, now he was not even aware of being in the mansion with Felicity, that nothing bad could happen to them. He was in this memory that haunted him since Slade had been beaten. He was back in his nightmares, seeing her die before his eyes, reminding him again and again that he had no right to happiness with a woman so exceptional as Felicity. He was so afraid of losing her, that Slade take her away from him, he was afraid that this monster would kill her, as he had done with his mother.

He now understood what his memory had forgotten. And he knew he had to bring out that memory, otherwise he couldn't live a wonderful life with his love. So he decided to go all the way, to deal with the trauma that had caused him to have nightmares for nights, he was certain of it. He did not even feel the hands of his light on his face wanting the to bring out of this painful memory, of his lethargy in which he had locked himself. He was on a mission, to cross the barrier of this trauma and let his memories take their rightful place.

- Oliver look at me... You need to calm down to make the pain go away, says Felicity panicked now, that neither his words nor his caresses make him return to her.

The archer did not realize what was going on in the lobby of the manor, he had now returned to this building where Slade had taken the woman he loved. All in walking to join him and save her, he heard his enemy speak - Move a millimeter and I slit your throat, those are the first words I told you. Remember? Yes, I do. I have a very exact recollection of that moment, of my blade against your throat. And now I'm holding a blade under your beloved's throat. If only I had killed you at the time everything would be different now.- Oliver could see in his field of vision Slade holding Felicity, having placed his blade against his neck. He was afraid that his plan would not succeed, that he would lose her because he would have been too naïve to think that he might deceive Slade.

The woman he was actually in love with was certainly afraid, but his courage could also be read on his face. - Put down your little bow. do so, said Slade pressing the blade of so sword on Felicity's throat. Oliver saw one of Slade's men bring Laurel back but his eyes were only on the woman he loved. He listened to Slade explaining that he had dreamed every night that he would take from him everything he, his old friend had taken from him. They spoke of Shado, Oliver asking if he saw her in his madness, if she were still the beautiful and courageous young woman they had known on the island, that she would be horrified to see him do so out of vengeance. Slade got angry at Oliver and ran again his sword towards Felicity who was on her knees - What I did... That's what you didn't have the courage to do. Fight for her. Then by the time she collapses inert at your feet, her wet blood against your skin, it is only then that you will know how I feel.

- No! Slade doesn't take it from me. I'm sorry about Shado, but don't kill my love. Please don't kill Felicity, he whispered.

The young blonde woman, who was always trying to make Oliver come back, realized that he remembered her struggle with Slade, when she injected the serum into his neck. She also understood that the traumatis that her boyfriend wanted to block was when she had the blade of Slade's sword under her throat, hoping that the archer's plan works. She had always thought that Oliver had only said the words, for the trap, but he had actually thought of them. And he had been so afraid of losing it that he had pushed him away, preventing them from having a relationship, before his accident caused the explosion.

Oliver, for his part, was still reliving that traumatic moment in his head beyond his fear. He saw himself fighting Slade, who was no longer under mirakuru, and being the one who put him down without killing him. Then the scene changed he was in a prison where Slade was waking up behind bars waking up after being asleep to travel on the Argus plane he had borrow. Amanda Waller agreed to help her lock Slade on the island, where all their history of friendship, hatred had begun.

Oliver was sitting on a stool waiting for his former brother, now his enemy, wakes up, which he did after an hour after they arrived. - Where am I? I took you as far away from the world as I could. Where you won't be able to hurt no one. That's your little weakness. You didn't have the courage to kill me. No ! But I have the strength to let you live. You're a killer. I know, I created you. You've killed people. Yes, that's right. You helped me become a killer when I had to be one. And I'm alive today because of you. I went home because of you. And thanks to you I was able to see my family again. But this year I had to surpass myself to improve. Sometimes I failed. But then I have you stopped, without killing anyone. You helped me become a Slade hero. Thank you..

Oliver turned to leave, when he opened the door he heard Slade speak - You think I'll never get out of here. You don't think I'm going to kill the people you love. No ! Because you're in purgatory. I keep my promises, kid. I keep my promises. I always keep my promises. Slade was yelling in his cell as Oliver came out of the place where he had locked him.

He remembered that as he was heading to his friends Diggle and Felicity, he made himself, a promise in turn. Never confess to the young woman that all he had said in this manor, that every word he had uttered had been true. That she should never learn that he had fallen madly in love with her, her beauty, her altruism, her courage, her unwavering confidence. He couldn't afford to put her in danger, he was tired of using her as bait. He had to put as much space between them, even if it would break his heart and his at the same time. Their conversation on the beach unfolded before his eyes as if it had taken place the day before. So did you make it? We helped me, yes! It was good considering the trap you found. Speaking of unthinkable. You and I mean. When you said you loved me, you almost got me. For a second, I thought maybe you meant what you were saying. You... You've been very convincing. We both were. Let's go home. -

Oliver came out of the memory realizing that he had actually been afraid for Felicity that day, but that he had also been an idiot because they were not unthinkable, they were the opposite. He felt hands on his face caressing his beard, he heard sobs in the words that were spoken, asking her to return to her. But he could not, the reason was not that he did not want, for he wanted to hold her in his arms, tell him that he loved her like a madman. But only because several moments of those two years with the woman he loved passed before his eyes at a dazzling speed, he could see the film of his life for the last two years unfold in fast speed.

Their meeting where he had smiled for the first time in five years. When he got in his car after his mother shot him, saving him with John. When she had agreed to join them in finding Walter and helping him in its mission to save the city, of those who gangrenoused her. Their first mission together with the Dodger where he had realized that she was a very beautiful woman, seeing her with her short golden dress, that had troubled him. Her fear that she will be hurt in the foundry when the tremor caused by Malcolm had begun, even if he had run to save Laurel.

Her joy at finding her after five months, exiled to the island for the second time, far from her friends, far from the woman who made her feel emotions. The sadness he had seen in his eyes, when he had slept with Isabel in Russia, uttering him this stupid sentence that he would not say anymore. Shouting Felicity's name during her orgasm while another brown woman was under him. The fear he had felt when the Count had abducted him. The decision he made, never to have a relationship with her after this story.

The memories were not just about the young woman and their time together. He also saw all the good times and bad things he had shared with Roy, Diggle, Sara, Laurel, Tommy, his mother and his sister. He remembered the patrol to catch the drug traffickers with his partners. The explosion that followed in front of the warehouse, throwing it like a rag doll. From the promise he had made himself before he fell into unconsciousness.

All of a sudden everything stopped, Oliver always held his head in his hands, all his memories that had appeared at the same time, were too full of information for his poor brain that could not keep up. He felt that a noose was squeezing this life-saving limb from him, that he was powerless to control this action. He put a knee on the ground, then the second one holding his head, he heard Felicity yelling his first name, panicked, in a way that he had never heard her. He wanted to call her, to tell her again how much he loved her. He did not want to forget it yet, but the pain became unbearable. In the distance he could still hear the voice of Slade howling, that he held his promises. With a force that he went to look deep inside him, he shouted just before collapsing on the floor of the hall of the manor.

- You won't hurt him Slade... You're in purgatory... For the rest of your life.

Felicity, who was helpless in the face of what was happening, saw him fall on his back to the ground, a sob ripped his throat, fear flooding his whole body. She had tried everything, talking to him, whispering in the hollow of his ear words of love, caressing his chest, face, shoulders and arms to get him out of those memories in which he had sunk and from which he could no longer extract himself. But nothing had succeeded, she was panicked, alone, without knowing what to do. She hadn't even thought of calling Diggle for help.

- No, she cried running towards him.

Just before closing his eyes and to fall into unconsciousness again, Oliver saw the love of his life leaning over him, tears flooding his cheeks, fear in his eyes. She was telling him something, but Oliver was having a hard time understanding her. He shook his head to make her understand that he did not understand the words she was uttering, but the action amplified the pain even more in her skull.

- Oliver! Stay with me... I beg you don't leave me yet... I love you Oliver. Stay with me.

Oliver clenched his teeth, holding his head with both hands, as flashes of light burst before his eyes. He tried to speak again, but no sound came out, the world turned around him and he collapsed in unconsciousness , hearing just before the howl of his love so that he would not leave her, but it was too late, as everything became black.