Oliver woke up the next morning around six, a head full of blonde hair under his nose. Felicity's head was on his chest, with an arm wrapped around his torso and a leg draped over his. His eyes followed the curve of her back down to her waist, where his arm was locked tight around her, keeping her close. He could tell from her breathing pattern that she was in a deep sleep, so after watching her for about a good ten minutes, he finally detangled his body from hers.

A good stretch awakened his sleeping muscles, but Oliver couldn't ignore that one particular appendage was more than awake. He sighed, 'cold shower then coffee it is'. He took one last look at the love of his life sleeping in his bed, before heading to his en-suite bathroom for a shower. This was never the way he pictured this happening. He couldn't wait to get her away from Cooper.

And then beat Cooper's ass.

"Soon." He muttered to himself as he turned on the shower and stripped out of his sweatpants and t-shirt. Soon he would have Cooper behind bars. He would help Felicity heal from her wounds, especially the emotional ones. He would show her what it feels like to actually be loved. She would never hurt again.

He wouldn't let anyone hurt her again.

He finished his shower, exiting the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist, so that he could grab some clothes for a run. The first thing Oliver noticed was Felicity sitting up in bed, his olive green hoodie swallowing her tiny body. Her blue eyes were the brightest he'd seen them since his teen years. She crossed her legs, and pulled the sweater over her head, discarding it behind her. The small blonde was dressed in a silk, loose fitting shorts and camisole set. Black with green… was that binary code?

"Felicity." He murmured, in a warning tone. He knew exactly what she was doing, but this wasn't the way he'd wanted this to happen. Unfortunately for his heart, this seemed to be the way his cock wanted it to happen, and it was definitely going to be difficult to not sleep with her right now.

"Oliver." She murmured back, in the same tone, but adding a teasing edge to it. Felicity looked so innocent; she always looked innocent. But now she looked… sexy as well. Oliver's eyes trailed down the low cut of her top, leading to the curve of her breasts. And of course it was from there that his sight noticed that she was braless. He swallowed, feeling his Adams apple bob in his throat, making his throat tighten as the blonde bit her lip.

The same way she used to in high school. Oliver remembered complimenting her for the first time. Telling her that she looked pretty when she'd first put electric blue highlights throughout her dark hair. He told her that the blue in her hair brought out the blue in her eyes. He remember how she blushed a soft shade of pink, then looked down at her textbook and bit her lip.

It was the moment he'd fallen in love with her.

"Please." She whispered, a desperate look in her blue eyes. Oliver took slow paced steps toward the bed, his hands at his sides. He knew what it was that Felicity wanted and he'd be lying if he said he didn't want to give it to her. But frankly, he wasn't sure if she remembered what he said to her the previous night about her vulnerability. He sat beside her on the bed and looked down at his hands, licking his lips as he thought about what he was about to say. He could hear her lightly suck in a breath as he finally made eye contact with her.

"Please say something." Felicity whispered, her eyes wide and doe like. Oliver was about to speak when she continued, stringing all of her words together in one breath, "I'm sorry, I should have not done that, I don't want to scare you away or anything like that and I don't want you to feel pressured or obligated to have sex with me just because I really, really want that. It's just.. well, this is the first time in years that I have felt some semblance of freedom. This is the first time in so long that I have a chance to do something that I want to do… and I don't know if I'll ever get this kind of opportunity again."

She let out a small puff of air and blushed, putting her hands down on her lap. Oliver smirked as he realized that sober, and away from Cooper, Felicity Smoak was still very much herself. But, his heart broke for this beautiful woman. He hated the amount of control Cooper has had on her for so long. He gently picked up both of her cold hands, his eyes flitting over the beautiful mess of blonde curls.

"Fe-li-ci-ty, listen to me." He began, pulling her right hand close to his heart and kissing her knuckles. "One, you can't scare me away. Nothing you do could ever scare me away." He paused, staring into her eyes to show her he was serious. "And you'll have nothing but opportunities. You're not going back to that house, Do you understand?"

"Oliver." She began, a slow, apologetic shake of her head. "I think you're the one that doesn't understand." Felicity sighed, a tear pulling at the corner of her eye as she stared, not at, but through Oliver. He could feel the gentle vibrations of her hands through his chest, as she attempted to settle her nerves. "After everything I told you last night… do you understand what will happen if I'm not walking through that door in the next hour and a half?"

"Felicity... are you one hundred percent sure?" He asked, a nervous pit settling in his stomach. What were the chances that everything she'd told him last night was true? "About the chip?" he clarified.

"I've seen the things he could do. He and his… foster brother are dangerous people. And so are the men that work for them. I wouldn't doubt him." She responded, surely and seriously. "Oliver, please. Just let me have this little bit of power over him." Oliver raised his brow in thought. He couldn't deny how much he wanted her, despite that this isn't the way he wanted things to happen. He had a serious problem admitting that he didn't like being in control of this situation. But he couldn't let Felicity go back. He wouldn't .

"Listen to me, if you really think that you can help me get out of this, then okay." She spoke up, as if reading his mind. "But this is the kind of thing we need to plan. It won't just happen overnight, and beside that, I am not putting my mother's life at risk. Period."

"How do I know if I let you go, that you'll come back?" Oliver asked, just testing the waters to see how she would answer.

"We'll work it to out. Cooper is a busy man, and I know how to distort his tracker, though he probably knows that I'm here. I'm pretty sure this is exactly where he expected me to be." Felicity said, more to herself than to him. "Now can you please make a decision, because that hour and a half that I mentioned earlier has turned into an hour and twenty-seven minutes, and I'd like a chance to have a shower before I go."

Oliver sat in silence for a moment, weighing his options, before murmuring "fuck it, " And leaning over to crash his lips to hers. The blonde's fingers instantly carded through the strands at the nape of his neck. Felicity pulled him back, on top of her, as she lay on his silken sheets. He kept his arms bent, holding his weight.

"I love you." She murmured against his lips, between kisses. The simple words hardened him, and he pressed against her core, making her moan softly against his lips.

"Are you one hundred percent sure that you want to do this right now?" he asked, just to be sure.

"Yes, Oliver, I'm positive." She growled, surprising him as she tore off his already loosened towel, and tossing it on the floor. He licked his lips and swallowed, before helping her remove her camisole. Felicity's small hands flew to the waistband of her shorts, tugging them down. Oliver came to her aid, sitting back to pull them off over her feet. He then leaned over to his nightstand for a condom. "No! I'm on the pill, I want to feel all of you." She whispered, pulling his head down to kiss her again.

Oliver, of course, obeyed, kissing down her neck and down to her breasts. If they were going to do this because she wanted to feel powerful, then he was going to go the whole nine yards. He was definitely going to start by tasting her. He feathered his tongue over her rosebud nipple, Felicity's back arching, as she moaned lightly.

Gentle lips pressed down Felicity's abdomen, and she shivered as Oliver softly when over her scars. She glanced down at him, his lips hovering over the brightest red welt from yesterday morning's belt punishment.

"I promise that I will always love every, single part of you. You always have been and always will be the most beautiful woman I've ever known." He whispered, the blonde folding her lips in, as her eyes watered. He had just barely brushed his lips over the welt, before moving down to kiss the tops of her thighs. He inhaled lightly, the smell of her arousal sending shock waves through his cock. He then settled between her legs, kissing her inner thighs, then letting out a satisfied breath as he reached where she wanted him most.

Felicity's eyes rolled back as Oliver licked a stripe up her pussy. She moaned with her mouth closed, being mindful that Thea was asleep just across the hall. He continued In a vertical pattern, allowing her to ride his tongue, her hips moving at a fast, steady pace. His tongue focused on her clit, forming circles whose circumferences brushed her lips. Each time gaining a half moan-half grunt and a jerk of her petite hips.

Oliver started off, pushing in one, long index finger, pumping it in and out as his tongue kept up work. He relished in the feeling of her clenching around his finger and knew that she was close. His tongue tightened the circles, focusing them solely on her beautiful bundle of nerves, then her inserted a second finger, and quickened his pace.

Felicity's hips became erratic, and she bit her lip, enough to draw a small amount of blood. Oliver could feeling her clenching in a faster pace, and the moment her fingers clawed at his scalp, he backed up, watching her bright blue eyes pop open in betrayal.

"No!" she whined.

"Not yet, baby." He whispered, breathing on her throbbing core. "Some other time— because believe me, we will be doing this many more times— I'll give you multiple orgasms, but right now, I just want you to have one really big one. Is that okay, honey?" She bit her lip, thinking for a moment, before nodding with a smirk. Oliver smirked back before kissing his way back up her body, careful to skip her scars this time, and focusing on her breasts. He licked and laved, while using every finger but his thumb to rub slow circles in her wetness.

"O-Oliver." Felicity half moaned, half panted, as she hugged him closer and slowly rocked against his hand. She shuddered, nearly coming, when Oliver took his hand away. He hovered over her small frame, moving up to place gentle kisses on her collarbone, then trailing upwards to stop at her neck. The smooth sounds of her gentle moans enveloped him, making him harder than he's ever been. "Mark me, Oliver. " She breathed.

Who was he to not follow the blonde's orders?

So he turned his energy over to marking the love of his life as his, Cooper Seldon be damned. Felicity writhed beneath him, her breathy moans in his ear, threatening to get louder. He kept up a pattern of sucking and biting on her pulse point, while grinding himself against her slick center. It wasn't long before he was so hard that he couldn't take it. He desperately needed to be inside her. Oliver leaned back, still slowly grinding as he admired his handwork on her neck. The bright red mark deepening before his eyes. He stopped moving, then lowered his head, gently kissing her lips, feeling her hum against his own.

"Ready?" he rasped against her swollen lips.

"Yes." Felicity murmured pecking his lips. "Please." Another kiss. "Now." She growled before running her teeth over his bottom lip. That was all of the confirmation that Oliver needed, before lining himself up with her entrance, and slowly pushing in. He kept his eyes locked on hers, as the blonde's breathy moan hit his face. Once he was buried to her hilt, he brushed his lips against hers.

"I love you." He whispered, brushing his nose against hers, then pulling out till the very tip, and pushing back in with a groan. She wrapped her legs around his waist, encouraging his steady pumps. Felicity's nails scratched at his scalp, Oliver burying his face in her neck. He could feel her tightening around his cock, stuttered moans and warm breath fanning his ear. He knew that they were both close, and groaned against her throat, sending the absolute, most delicious tingle down her spine. The blonde's back arched, like a perfect bow, as she came, biting back a scream, but clawing his back just hard enough to draw blood. A few pumps more blew Oliver right over the edge of the cliff with her.

"Thank you." Felicity murmured in his ear, still catching her breath. "Jesus, thank you, Oliver." Said man, raised his head from her neck and looked down at the beautiful, beaming woman beneath him. He couldn't help but chuckle at her bright smile.

"Go shower, babe." He murmured, pecking her nose with a gentle kiss. He felt bad for diminishing her radiant smile by pulling out of and rolling off of her. "I'm going to clean up and make some breakfast.

"Okaaay." The blonde groaned, sitting up and stretching her arms and legs.

"I left a towel and spare toothbrush in the bathroom for you." He told her, while cleaning himself off with a baby wipe he'd obtained from his nightstand.

"Awesome, thank you." She replied, standing and walking to the bathroom in shameless nudity. Felicity made her shower quick, but thorough, wanted to enjoy the rest of the time she had with Oliver and Thea. Felicity thought to herself as the hot water ran over her. How amazing would it be to have a normal life? To have never moved away in the first place. Things between her and Oliver would've been great and she could've been happy, rather than entrapped in this mess.

She wrapped up her shower, leaving the en-suite bathroom in a fluffy, green towel. She dressed in lightly distressed jeans, a maroon top, and taupe, suede booties. She brushed her hair up into neat ponytail and put on her glasses. She stared at her pajamas strewn on the floor before deciding to leave them in Oliver hamper.

Oliver had cooked up mushroom, pepper, and mozzarella omelets and was just taking Belgian waffles put of the waffle maker when Felicity came in. He opted to skip the bacon since the smell still made Thea nauseous. And speaking of the tiny, pregnant, brunette, she was happily munching on waffles with whipped cream.

The three made light conversation, hoping to keep things from being awkward. Particularly, since Oliver had told Thea all about Cooper Seldon, and she hadn't missed the brand new hickey that Felicity was sporting. About a quarter to nine, Felicity frowned.

"Well, this has been fun." She began, standing from the table. "But I should be going. We should definitely do this again soon. Maybe this weekend or some time next week."

"Yeah?" Oliver asked, still torn and uncomfortable about the blonde leaving the mansion.

"Wait! You're going?" Thea asked in disbelief her cheeks stuffed with waffle and whipped cream.

"Look, Thea, you don't understand." Felicity sighed, looking down at her hands. "I don't have time to explain right now, but I'll get a burner cell to Oliver as soon as I can and we can try to figure something out… for some reason, your brother really wants to help me out of this." She shrugged, her eyes turning to Oliver.

"It's because he loves you!" "It's because I love you." The Queen siblings replied simultaneously. Felicity had already heard Oliver say it, but hearing it from Thea was surprising. Felicity licked her lips, then swallowed, while looking between them. Her bag was already by the door, all she had to do was leave. She offered them a weak smile and sucked in a breath.

"I'm sorry, I have to go." She muttered, quickly turning away and leaving. Thea turned to Oliver in disbelief.

"Are you seriously just going to let her leave?!"she yelled at her older brother, as they clearly heard the front door open and close.

"What choice do I have, Thea?" he asked seriously, finally turning to his sister.

"I swear to God, Oliver Jonas Queen, if you don't fucking go after that woman, I will kick your ass!" Thea yelled, standing just as a gush of water flooded her legs. "Oh, fuck!"

"Did… did your water just break?" Oliver asked, his eyes wide with shock.


Felicity looked at her watch, noting that it's was currently eight- fifty one. She definitely had time to be punctual. The hickey on her neck seemed to burn her skin and she wondered if she made the wrong decision. Cooper for sure was going to be pissed when he saw it. But at the same time, Felicity didn't regret it. Being with Oliver was the most loved and empowered she'd felt in years. It was the most fun she'd had in years in if she was being honest, it did feel pretty good to defy Cooper.

She'd made up her mind. She was going to walk into that house with her head held high, she could do this. It wasn't long before she reached the front door. She stood there for a moment, took a deep breath, then pulled her keys from her jeans pocket before unlocking the door.

"Miss Smoak, is that you?" Cooper's voice called from the kitchen, making the small blonde roll her eyes. She left her bag by the door and dropped her keys into the bowl, before strutting into the kitchen. A large breakfast was spread across the table with a pitcher of mimosa. Cooper was flipping pancakes with his back to her. Felicity almost felt bad, it seemed the split personality man was having one of his rare good days. The kind of day that used to remind her of the reason she fell for him in the first place.

But Cooper Seldon was toxic. To himself and most definitely for her, and so she couldn't allow him control over her life anymore. She just knew she had to play it smart. The last thing she wanted was for him to get his partner involved. Cooper may be dangerous but his partner was absolutely brutal. She had to sit in on one of their arms meeting once and watched the cold blooded man stab their only female team member in the throat with a pen.

Straight through.

"Did you sleep we—" Cooper began as he turned around to face her, stopping short to signal that he'd seen it. He wasn't even looking at her face, his eyes were latched to her neck. "Lis?... did.. did you sleep with that guy?" he asked, hurt evident in his voice. He slowly inched closer, gently touching the hickey that he'd yet to remove his eyes from. "Y-you… fucked him. Didn't you? Jesus, Lis, what's gotten into you lately? It's like I don't even know you anymore." Felicity stayed quiet, staring at his heartbroken face. The second someone knocked on the door, she took the opportunity to escape the situation before she started feeling bad for the asshole with the heartbroken expression on his face.

"SCPD!" Dinah was just calling as Felicity swung the door open, seeing the brunette woman with her partner.

"Umm… can I help you?" she asked, confused as to what the cops were doing on her doorstep.

"I have a warrant to search your home, Ms. Smoak. Is Mr. Seldon around?" Dinah asked sweetly, looking over the woman that Tommy had told her about.

"Who's at the door?" Cooper asked, coming up behind Felicity and seeing the two officers.

"Great, you are home." The brunette woman beamed. "Sara, start the search. In the meantime, Mr. Seldon, why don't you tell me all about your domestically abusive ways."


"Thea, your water just broke, I am not leaving you alone."

"I'll be fine, Roy is staying at Star Inn, right down the block from Starling General. I'll take a cab and have him meet me. You need to get Lis out of there, Ollie. Now!" Thea growled, just as the door bell rang. Oliver sighed in exasperation before checking out see who it was. Opening the door, he found none other than Tommy and his fiancée.

"Right on time." Oliver said, letting go the pair inside, but still holding the door open. "Thea is here, and she's pregnant. Her water just broke, and I need you to drive her to the hospital. She's going to call her boyfriend, so that he could meet you there." Tommy and Jessica stood, staring at Oliver, slightly slack-jawed.

"Well," Tommy began. "We actually wanted to tell you that—"

"No time, but tell me when I get back and please keep me updated on my niece and nephew. " the slightly older man replied, before flying out of the mansion. Oliver quickly strode across the grass over to what used to be the Merlyn mansion, in under ten minutes, finding the front door already open.


"You told the cops that I was abusing you?!" Cooper yelled, looking at the blonde in disbelief. It wasn't long before Sara returned down the stairs, dropping two large packages on cocaine on the floor.

"Well, look at that. I definitely have grounds to arrest you." Dinah smiled, looking between the couple, as she detached a pair of handcuffs from her hip. "Cooper Seldon, your are hereby under arrest for illegal possession of cocaine. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in the court of law. You have the right to an attorney. If you cannot afford one, one will be appointed to you by the state of Washington." Just as Dinah clipped the second cuff around Cooper's wrist, Oliver appeared at the open doorway, taking in the scene in front of him.

"You son of a bitch!" Felicity screamed, when she spotted Oliver. "You did this, didn't you!?"


Hey everyone, sorry for the wait, I've just been super busy and sleepy. I've literally been writing this one chapter and nothing else for like the last month. To be honest, my time management skills are horrifically poor right now, but I'm working on it!

That being said, I'm a little bit psyched to say that on Tuesday, I was given the great news that I am in remission! *inwardly squeals* Now, of course, this doesn't mean that I am cured. But that does mean that I get to take a break from chemo (THANK THE LORD) so long as he cancer doesn't grow or anything. Thank you to everyone who's still sticking around this story and of course, for all of the lovely, positive vibes!❤❤ you guys are absolutely amazing.

Much love, xoxo Chloe ❤❤