Oliver looked around the foundry briefly. Thea was resting beside Roy, the rest of its occupants were by Felicity and her computers. His mind was racing, how was the prominent question. How do we clear Mark? I doubt Anatoly would listen to the interrogation. Unless...
"Felicity can you get me a copy of our interrogation? After we visit the vault tomorrow I will pay a visit to Anatoly. Hopefully he isn't completely pissed about Vivian, or at least doesn't know about her yet." Oliver moved closer to his love. "Maybe we can get him to leave Mark alone. Clear his name and help them find the guy who was the mastermind to all of this."
Felicity nodded turning to her computers to do just that. "When shall I expect you?" The IT girl was not looking forward to tomorrow, Oliver could tell. Watching her work he thought of an appropriate time to visit.
"9:30. Bank will be open, normal time for us to wake up. And looks spontaneous." Oliver could feel Diggle glaring daggers into the back of his head. "Once you're done I can take you home." Moving closer so only she would head him he spoke again. "We need to talk. Please."
Felicity froze when he said that last part. She nodded slowly and finished up. Unplugging the flash dive, she turned and stood. Handing Oliver the flash drive she began to get ready to head home. Oliver turned to his brother in arms.
"Go home. Rest. Mark can keep an eye on our youngest nemebers, while his siblings rest as well. He and Brian can even take shifts." Digg nodded his consent and Oliver turned to the siblings. "Can you do that for me Mark. They shouldn't be alone tonight and I doubt you guys want to stay in the mansion."
Mark snorted but nodded. It was the least he could do. "Yeah, I got 'em." Felicity returned a second later and the two took off.
Oliver had taken his Audi RS7 that night so he guided her to it. Felicity was silently looking out the window, worrying Oliver the entire time. A half an hour later they were in front of her apartment. Being the gentlemen he is, Oliver opened his passenger's door for her. Walking to the front door, Felicity began to fidget.
"Come on in." She opened the door fidgeting the entire time. "What do we need to talk about?" Felicity was getting scared, the vigilante could tell. Once she had finished her just getting home routine, Oliver gently took hold of her shoulders and turned her to face him.
"First of all, breathe. I wanted to talk about the vault plan." Felicity nodded and took a deep breath. Moving them to the couch, Oliver continued. "I was hoping when I suggested this plan you would get a hint as to why I was doing this. Apparently, I was wrong." Felicity giggled.
"You know subtlety is not our teams strong suit." Oliver nodded as she continued. "I'm just worried you don't know what it is you are doing." Felicity looked at her archer directly, fear and concern in her eyes. Oliver on the other hand was beating himself up for making her think that. Taking Felicity's hands in his, he moved closer.
"Felicity, I know exactly what I'm doing. And I invited you to the vault, not just as a cover for the extraction, but because I wanted you to get something you wanted. Before Mark took you I was actually hoping to ask you something." Felicity's eyes were widening as he was speaking. She could tell he meant every word and knew that this was happening. Oliver was starting to speak faster to keep her form interrupting him. "I was hoping, would you like to go to dinner with me?"
Felicity gasped. She was not prepared for that. Oliver watched her as her mind raced. Felicity was not expecting any of this to happen.
"Oliver are you sure about this? I mean you have so many other things to worry about. I mean a relationship, no matter how slow, is a lot. You have the Arrow, the Company, your memories of the island. That is plenty enough without a relationship." Felicity was speaking in her usual manner, meaning super fast. Oliver could barely keep up.
"Felicity. I am not alone in any of those things. You keep telling me that. This crusade, it isn't just mine any more. It's all of ours. And the company? I have you and Tommy by my side helping me learn the ropes and make things better on that front." Oliver gave her a shy smile. He knew he wanted her, wanted a life with her. Felicity was slowly understanding where he was going with this. "And if we do start a relationship I won't be alone in that either. I will have the best partner any one could ask for. You. I want to have a life outside of Oliver Queen, CEO, and outside of the Arrow. I want to be just Oliver." Felicity had tears of joy in her eyes now. She was smiling at him, knowing that he needed her to hear this, so she would wait him out.
"Felicity, you see me for me. You don't expect the world of me. There is no one else who could ever do what you do for me. So, I will ask again. Do you want to go to dinner with me?" Felicity laughed, and nodded enthusiastically. She embraced him before pulling back for a speech of her own.
"Oliver, You will always have me but, how do we know this is the right time? I mean, I absolutely want to go out with you. I would like nothing more than to go to dinner with you, but when could we?" Oliver just shook his head with a delighted smile. He had already thought of this.
"We can make the time. We dictate our lives. We will wait till after the Bratva is dealt with, but we will have that date. I promise." Oliver had pulled her closer as he spoke. They were close enough that Felicity was practically on his lap. They hadn't broken eye contact during the entire conversation. They were moving ever so closer for a kiss when both their phones went off.
They jumped backwards, startled. They went for their phones at the same time. Crime alert. It was a bank robbery. Some one was in the vaults. When the location popped up, eyes flew to each other.
Some one was robbing to Queen Vault.
OICITY IS A GO PEOPLE! OLICITY IS A GO! And yes, another cliff hanger. I had written this another way, but then I changed my mind. I needed Olicity to happen, so I made it happen. Finally. The next chapter will end the threat. Hopefully.