A/N:Happy belated Christmas guys! This chapter is late, but i was sick and then Christmas was upon us, and I had barely enough time to write. Let me know what you thing and if you have any prompts for my upcoming series! I have a few and i am very excited already! Enjoy!
Dinner was spent with Thea asking her mother about the various charities and philanthropies she was involved in and the various ways they raised money. If Moira was found it odd, she didn't show. She was glad that her daughter was taking an interest in something safe for her and helpful for others.
Once dinner was over, Thea almost dragged them to the entertaining room. There were pillow and blankets waiting for them and Oliver smirked. Thea wanted to build a fortress. And so, they did, after a mini pillow fight between Tommy and Thea. When it was ready, they took their seats: Felicity and Oliver on the center with Thea on Felicity's left and Tommy on Oliver's right.
Two movies later, everyone was asleep, and Moira couldn't help but snap a picture of them.
The next morning, Moira was already on the table, when the four youngsters came for breakfast.
"Good morning. Did you have a good time, last night?" she asked with a smile.
"It was awesome." Thea replied.
"We had a great time, mom." Oliver gave her a small but genuine smile.
"And we were thinking of having a movie night every week." Felicity added.
"Huh, I should get some more pajamas here, then." Tommy mused.
"Well, it's not like you don't have you own room here." Moira said.
"True."
"Any plans for today?"
"Well, I have school." Thea made a face.
"Tommy and I are meeting with our lawyers for something we have in works." Oliver replied.
"Oh, and what might that be?" Moira asked intrigued.
"Not telling mom. It is a surprise." He grinned.
"Hmm, and you, Felicity?"
"I will do some research for their … project and do some catching up with the newest tech advancements." The blonde replied.
"Good." Moira nodded as a man dressed in a suit, stepped in the room. "Oliver, this is John Diggle, your new bodyguard."
"Mom, I don't need a b-" Oliver began to say, but Felicity's elbow to his ribs stopped him. He sighed. He stood and made his way to the man. "Nice to meet you, Mr. Diggle." He said shaking the man's hands.
"You, too, Mr. Queen."
"None of that. Oliver." He waved him off.
"Diggle or Digg."
"This is Felicity, my … girlfriend, Tommy who is my best friend and Thea, my sister." He introduced him.
"Fair warning, we are meeting with lawyers this morning, so you will probably die of boredom." Tommy said shaking the man's hand.
"Part of the job." Digg said simply.
"Will you be taking one of the cars to town?" Moira asked.
"Yes, I was thinking the Bentley. I really like that car." Oliver said, retaking his seat.
"It is a gorgeous car." Walter said entering the room.
"And British." Thea teased.
"That's way it is gorgeous." Walter teased back.
The rest of the meal was a quiet affair. Shortly after Digg's introduction, Thea left to get ready for school and the other three followed her a few minutes later to get ready themselves. Thea told them that she expected a thorough report of their say when she got back for school and after giving everyone a hug, he left with Walter, who was giving her a lift.
Diggle brought the car over and Oliver and Tommy said their goodbyes, before leaving for the city.
"Felicity, do you have any plans for lunch?" Moira asked when they were alone.
"No, not really." She replied.
"Would you like to join me then?"
"oh, yes, of course. I would like. To join you, I mean. For lunch." She babbled.
"I will see you then. Have a good day." the older woman smiled.
"You, too, Mrs. Queen."
Felicity spent the better part of her morning researching for a storage facility to use, until the club was ready. And their lair underneath it. Once the renos were completed, she would hack the floor plans and make the basement look much smaller that it really was to hide their soon to be secret lair.
She found what she was looking for and paid for it online. Now, she could start ordering their equipment. And she really could not wait for the lair to be done, so they could have their secret base of operations. She could not wait until they could start doing some good in this city. Because really, the city was in a desperate need of some help.
Meanwhile, the guys were meeting with the lawyers. They started with the legal matters for the club from setting it up to contracts for the employees. Next up was the legal matters for the Foundation. That part would require more signatures later, as it would need both Thea and Felicity since they had decided to have them both at its board. In a move that shocked Tommy, Oliver decided to compose his will. Because you never know what is coming to you, and Oliver was not about to leave Felicity with nothing should something was to happen to him. Not that he thought that Thea would abandon her, but better safe than sorry. When he was taken to the other room to do that, Tommy asked is lawyer about his inheritance and his rights to it. The man told him that his mother had left him with 10% of Global Merlyn and an account that held the profit those shares made. The account held quite a bit of money, too. And apparently, his father had forgot to inform him of it. But as an adult, Tommy had full control of said account and his trip to the bank the following day would take care of any loose ends.
Following Oliver's example, Tommy decided to compose his will ass well. He really didn't want his father to have everything he had should something happen to him. Plus, he removed Malcom from his medical proxy and put Oliver in his place.
If Digg found it weird that two twenty-eight-year-old men were composing their wills, he said nothing. When all was said and done, Digg took them to a bistro for lunch, where the two best friends did some serious catching up.
"So, tell me about you, Felicity." Moira said to the genius, after they sat down for lunch.
"Um, I don't really know what to tell you. I was lonely growing up, because I liked computers and my father had left us. I was made fun of because of that and because my mother was a cocktail waitress. I spent most of my time after school at the casino she worked, because we could not afford a nanny. I was pretty much a no one. Well, I was not no one, I was somebody, everyone is a somebody." She rambled, "but I never really had friends and then I skipped a couple of grades and I was two years younger than my classmates. And they didn't particularly like that. Many felt the need to be cruel at me for being smart. And that continued partly at the MIT, too."
"I am very sorry for that. No one deserves to be treated like that for being different and certainly you did not deserve it."
"Thank you" her cheeks flushed slightly.
"I am just stating facts. However, I am impressed that you graduated at 19 from MIT with a double degree."
"Well, I like computers and for the better part of my first two years there I had nothing else to do than study."
"That and the fact that you are a certified genius, according to Oliver." Moira smiled knowingly.
"It certainly helped." She chuckled nervously.
"I am happy that my son found someone like you, even if it was not under the best of circumstances." Moira said sincerely.
"I am the lucky one, Mrs. Queen. I am not so sure that I would have survived without him, even if things were rocky between us, at first." Felicity said.
Let's just say you were both lucky then, because you certainly help my son grow up and make it through that blasted island. I fear to think how he would have fared and how he would be emotionally and mentally without you and for that I will be forever grateful."
"Mrs. Queen, there is no need …" Felicity blushed at her praise.
"Just humor me." she said with a smile. "And it is time you dropped all the 'Mrs.', it's Moira."
"Right, Moira." She nodded.
"Now, why don't you tell me how you liked working for QC?"
"I really liked it. I had a very nice salary and benefits, and I had prospects of rising within the department within two years. I was really excited, even if I had to pent my day re-installing toolbars that had been accidently deleted etc., at first. I was surprised when Mr. Queen chose me to take to China to make the presentation of the business plan they would work on." The younger woman said.
"Robert had a talent of seeing the potential in people. If he chose you, you deserved it." Moira said sincerely.
"Thank you." Felicity smiled proudly at that.
The rest of the lunch was spent in easy conversation between the two women. The topics varies from every day life to QC. Felicity genuinely enjoyed lunch with the Queen Matriarch. Even though the older woman was known for being strict and intimidating, she was warm and kind to Felicity and it meant a lot to the younger woman that she got to meet that Moira Queen and not the business woman.
The boys had a very nice and well-deserved lunch after their exhausting meeting. It was nice to be just the two of them, hanging out. They discussed plans for the club, Tommy caught him up with news on their old friends and other one percenters, while Oliver told his friend about Felicity and how she was so important to him.
They dropped Tommy off to a real estate agency after lunch, and the young heir spent most of his afternoon there. He made a few appointments for the next few days to look at houses, too.
After dinner that day, Thea dragged Felicity and Oliver in her brother's room to have him tell the two women what had gone on at the lawyers earlier that day and have Oliver sort through his old cloths, to donate them to the shelter they were going to build or sell them and donate the money.
"Hey, Thea? Are my cars still in the garage?" he asked his sister, as he worked through another pile of clothes.
"Yes. Mum never had the heart to do anything with them. Why?" the brunette replied as she folded some of the clothes for the donation.
"I want to sell them." He shrugged.
"A good idea." She said.
"Thanks. I am going to sell them and donate the money to the Foundation. I will get myself a car, but I don't need or like the cars my 23 year-old-self had and enjoyed."
"You should get a Bentley." Felicity said from her spot next to the To Sell pile.
"Well, they are gorgeous cars." Thea laughed at her brother's reply.
"So, how do you feel about tomorrow?" she asked them.
"Well, I just want it to get it over with. We need to be legally alive again. Too many things need to be done." Felicity replied.
"It could get in handy to be legally dead" Oliver joked, "but I am ready to be a citizen again. It's a formality, so I am not that worried."
"I am glad you are taking it this well. However, I am going to be there with both of you. Mum let me skip school tomorrow." She told them. "And then I want to go to this tea place you went with Tommy. I have heard that it is very good."
"Whatever you want, sis." Oliver smiled gratefully at his sister. It made him feel better that she was going to be there with them, when they came back from the dead, legally speaking of course.
The next morning, the Queen household was bustling with activity, even if it was too early, but they had to be in court at eight o'clock. Felicity had a very light breakfast and liver barely ate. The court maybe just a formality, however their nerves wouldn't settle.
Thea helped Felicity pick a navy-blue office dress with cup sleeves and a pair of nude pumps and then she checked Oliver's wardrobe choice, a dark grey suit. She herself wore dark jeans and a green blouse.
A few minutes before they departed for the court house, Tommy arrived. He was coming with them, for mora support. He also informed them that he was throwing them a welcome home party that night. And yes, attendance was mandatory.
Oliver was stunned when there was no photographer in sight when they arrived at the court house. he looked at his mother in question, but she just smiled at him.
An hour later, Oliver and Felicity were officially citizens of Starling City once again.
"Let's go and celebrate with some tea, shall we?" Thea grinned at the other three.
"That is a great way to celebrate." Walter agreed with a smile.
"Lead the way, Speedy." Oliver said.
"Well, I am leading the way, since I am the one driving." Tommy said, grinning.
They had a fun morning at the tea shop. Thea accompanies them to the bank where they spent quite some time. They set up an account for Verdant and the Foundation, Tommy opened a private account independently from his trust fund and transferred some money there, too. Felicity opened an account, too, as she was going to need one very soon and Oliver followed Tommy's lead, just to be safe.
They went to the real estate agent, to start looking for buildings for the foundation. They even visited a few that afternoon. They decided they liked the office building they had visited and an old single-story building, that were in fairly good state. They wouldn't require much work to get them ready. The agent seemed truly relieved to sell them. Apparently, they were in the market for a long time. They made another appointment to sign the contracts in two days, and a few others to look at some more buildings.
The boys dropped the ladies off at the manor, before heading back to the city for their meeting with Walter, about the old Queen factory. After talking to him about their plans for the factory, Walter gave them a very good price for it. The company had no use for it and wanted to get rid of it, too.
They had a deal.
When tommy and Oliver returned to the Manor, the ladies were getting ready for the party. Thea had begged a lot to be allowed to attend and Moira relented, trusting Felicity to keep her daughter in line. The younger woman had picked a black dress, while Felicity was going to wear a red and gold sequin dress.
Tommy had left first to take care of some last-minute details. Diggle was driving the Queens to the club and Oliver was already thinking how he was going to ditch him for a few minutes at some point at the party to pay a visit to Adam hunt and plant a very special bug at his office.
When they arrived at the club, Tommy signaled the DJ to change the song. Freddy Mercury's voice filled the space, as he sang: We Are the Champions. When the applause died down, they made their way to the bar. They had just made their orders, when Oliver spotted someone, and a feeling of unease settled on his stomach.
Laurel was there.