Author's note: Hey guys! Sorry it has been so long... muse got really mad and throw a wall at me... but I'm back and should be updating more again... I have 4 chapters for you tonight and more to come real soon... enjoy and please review... keeps the muse happy

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Disclosure: I own nothing of Arrow otherwise those last few seconds would NOT have happened last night (NO spoilers please!)

"So besides the feet and ankles hurting, how are things?" Lance asked as he eased down into a chair next to her.

Felicity smiled at the older man who had turned into a father figure to her in such a short time that it still surprised her. "It's great. These two are growing beautifully and healthy. We are working on a sleeping schedule right now but it is difficult with their Daddy out at all hours of the night."

"Well should be a bit easier now that the team voted him out until they arrive." Lance chuckled.

"Yeah. Now to just convince Oliver that he doesn't have to treat me like I'm fragile."

"But you are." Lance noted. He held his hand up and shook his head just as Felicity went to challenge him, knowing already she would have. "I know what you're going to say but hear me out. I was a first time dad with Laurel. I remember worrying over every little thing Dinah did. Worried that she could get hurt or something would happen to the baby. You ladies are a mystery to us guys but you throw a pregnancy into it as well and we lose our minds." The two laughed together at the statement. "Just give him a break. He wants to make sure that all three of you get out of this thing safe, healthy, and intact. He wants a future with you and a family. So let him pamper you. It's our job as husbands to make sure the women we love are well cared for and looked after. He is just trying to be a good husband to you. And believe me when I say I have never seen Oliver ever fawn over a woman like he does for you. This Oliver is very different than the boy I knew before he landed on that island. And the one that returned as well. You did that. This Oliver is a better man because he has always had you in his corner. Now let him be in yours."

Felicity smiled sweetly as she took in the fatherly advice she had missed so much in her life. Without a father or older brother in her life, she missed having a male figure in her life to talk to about guys she liked or dated. She missed getting a male's perspective on things that happened in her life. Now it seemed she had plenty to go around. With both Lance and Walter as pseudo fathers not to mention Digg, Roy, Barry and Cisco. She had brothers and fathers galore now. Felicity felt moved by Lance's devotion to her small little family. So much that she had to reach out for him and hug the older man, sniffling back a few loose tears that had sprung to her eyes while listening to the man next to her. "Sara and Laurel better know how blessed they are to have you as a Dad. You're perfect."

Lance laughed wholeheartedly. "Trust me, I am nowhere close to perfect. I have made a lot of mistakes with those two but somehow they turned out great."

"That's all due to the incredible man they already had in their life. He never gave up on his girls." Felicity grinned at him, showing a bit of pain as a flash of her father walking out on her and her mother entered her mind.

"Hey! It was his loss. He missed out on knowing the fascinating woman his daughter turned out to be and seeing the stunning life she has made for herself. Trust me Felicity, he is the one that missed out the most."

"Thank you Quentin." Felicity smiled as she wiped away the few tears that had fallen while having the fatherly talk with Lance.

"Now what is this? I leave my girl with you for just a few minutes and you have her in tears?" Oliver teased as he walked up to the table. "Everything okay, Baby?"

"Yes, Sweetheart, everything's fine. And leave Quentin alone. He has been battling on your behalf. Wants me to ease up and let you pamper me until these two join us out here."

"Really? And you agreed? Wow! I need to leave you with him more often. Seems you listen to him more than anyone else, including your mom." Oliver chuckled as he bent down and kissed the crown of her head, knowing his words brought an eye roll out of his wife.

"Well now that your stubborn husband is back, I'm going to find my date for the evening and see if I can talk her into feeling a bit of pity for her old man and grant him with a dance. You two have fun tonight and if you need anything you know where to find me." Lance teased as he stood, nodded towards the couple and left the table.

Felicity giggled as she heard Oliver's low growl at Lance's dig towards him. "You know I think he's beginning to really warming up to you."

"You think he really likes me?"

"Well I wouldn't go that far." Felicity joked and Oliver stuck his tongue out at her as he played along with her joking. "So Walter all done with you for the night? No more hands to shake?"

"Yeah. He said there were going to be a few interested investors here tonight but he was able to track them down pretty quickly and introduce me. We have a few meetings to set up this week but it's really beginning to look like the company is turning around."

"Oliver, your parents would be so proud of you. You are doing exactly what they always knew you could. Making their company a success."

"I wouldn't have been able to with you. Always in my corner. Cheering me on and pushing me to do better and believe in myself. You are still so remarkable to me." Oliver mused softly as he leaned over to her, his voice a whisper and his breath now dancing across the skin of her neck. She felt a shiver crawl down her spine as his words stirred her body in a way only he has ever done. The man oozed sex appeal, knew it and used it against her any chance he had. His lips were just brushing the edge of her ear as she heard him whisper in a husky voice, "Why? Do you have plans for me this evening, Mrs. Queen?" Another shiver cascaded down her back at his words, causing her to shake slightly as she tried to push it away. He knew what he was doing. He knew how the deepness of his voice mixed with the soft graze of his lips would set her skin ablaze and then adding in her new full name, she was always her weakest when he called her by that name.

She cooed softly as to not draw attention to them as more guests began to take their seats at the table. Her chin dropped to meet her collarbone as she turned her head to press it more against his cheek. She felt as her stomach flipped at his touch when his closest hand slid up her thigh, fingers toying with the crease that he always found between her two legs. A sensual moan bubbled out of her but she bit it back down as quickly as she could. She tilted her head so that her lips lined up with his ear, wanting to respond but not have their fellow guests hear her words. In a heated tone that showed him all the desire she had for him in that moment, Felicity told him, "Very much so, Mr. Queen. Lots of plans but none of them include clothing. Care to join me in leaving early and see what thoughts and plans I have torturing me so badly right now?"

"Baby, you seriously are going to kill me saying that sort of thing. Your body and lips tease me enough as it is. I have had to fight my urge to take you into a back room in this place and have my way with you." Oliver growled low as the need for her grew in him. He could think of nothing more he wanted in that moment than to be buried deep in her, feeling her come undone as he wrapped himself fully around her.

A throat clearing pulled the two out of their bubble and broke the passion filled moment. Oliver glanced up towards the sound and found a man dressed in a sharp black tux with a gold and black mask covering his face. "Mr. and Mrs. Queen. I was hoping we could speak for a moment."

Oliver groaned under his breath but Felicity just smiled sweetly. Oliver then turned back to the man. "I apologize but my wife is quite tired so she is not handling any business tonight. I can speak with you if that will be okay."

"This is actually a matter that does concern both of you but one I feel would be better discussed in private. Shall we?" The man gestured just past him to a hallway that lead to a few small private offices. Oliver was worried about the offer and instantly started to seek out Diggle, Laurel and Lance to try and get Felicity to safety. "You will both be safe, Mr. Queen. I am only here to deliver a message from an invested mutual associate."

Oliver stood, still scanning the room and finally catching Diggle's gaze. The two men quickly exchanged looks and in brief moment, Oliver was able to signal Diggle about the change in venue and his request for support. Diggle silently nodded then moved away to start locating Laurel and Lance and request their help as well. Oliver turned back to Felicity and the mystery man. "Lead the way." Oliver instructed as he helped Felicity to her feet and slid his arm around her waist and pulled her closed to him. He quickly glared at her and in one look asked her to stay next to him no matter what happened next.

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"Mr. Queen, I am sure that you and your wife know what this is regarding." The masked man remarked as he closed the door behind the couple. They had moved into a small office space off the main hall. Oliver helped Felicity into a nearby chair then stood between her and the masked man, ready to defend her if the need arose. Both were on high alert from the moment the man requested the private audience with them.

"You indicated we have a mutual acquaintance so I am assuming it is someone connected to Queen Inc."

"Don't play dumb with me, Mr. Queen. It is not smart. I am here for what you and Miss Sara Lance promised Mr. Darhk. It seems that you have passed your deadline quite a ways with no progress made at all."

Oliver decided to play along, not wanting to anger the man with Felicity in the room. Although he would not give up a lot of details willingly either. "Malcolm Merlyn will not just hand me that ring. We have to have a plan in order to get it and in case you and your acquaintance have forgotten, he leads an army of assassins in a remote palace. It's hard to figure out how to safely get in and out with that ring."

"That is none of our concern. You promised the ring a month ago. Now you have 3 days to acquire it or actions will be taken."

"Actions?" Oliver became worried by the man's veil threat but it was Felicity who actually questioned him about it.

The masked man reached into his breast pocket with one hand, slowly and held the other up to show he meant no harm. He retrieved his cellphone and pulled up a recent video sent to him one hour prior. "This was sent to me by the men who report to me. They are safe. For now. Deliver the key and they live. If not then they will die. You have until Midnight Tuesday." The man held the phone out so both Oliver and Felicity could see the screen. Soon the video began and after a few seconds of the camera getting into position, the images displayed caused Felicity to gasp and scream out "No!" as she began to cry and vigorously shake her head in disbelief. Oliver's anger only increased as he took in the images. There on the small screen he could see his mother-in-law and son being held hostage. They were tied to chairs and blindfolded but seemed okay besides that.

"Where is my family?!" Oliver growled as he charged towards the man, causing the phone to be knocked out of his hand and to the floor. Oliver slammed him into the wall.

"They are safe. For now. Fulfill your promise and they will stay that way. The ring by Midnight Tuesday. And don't try to track down your family. That will just mean we kill them earlier than expected and it will be painful as well."

"You bastard!" Oliver shouted as he slammed the man into the wall again, causing his mask to fall off his face. There looking back at him was a face he thought he would never see again. Felicity gasped as she saw it too. Oliver's voice came out just as a ghostly whisper as he uttered on single word, "Tommy?"