Nightmares
Later, that night, Oliver snuck into his room, taking off his shirt and laid down next to her and watched her sleep. She was twitching because she was having a dream. Later on, he too fell asleep.
Felicity was having one of her nightmares. She was thrashing around; she was trying to get away from something. She kept on screaming one name, but he could not make out what it was. Then, all of a sudden, she woke up with a jolt and a scream. This woke up Oliver.
"Hey, what's wrong, what happened?" he asked in a voice that was no louder than a whisper.
"I saw people burning and dying. People are being tortured," she exclaimed. She was covered in a cold sweat. This worried Oliver. He knew how this felt.
"It was just a dream, Felicity," "Just try and go back to sleep," he said. His voice was a little raspy, since he just woke up.
She nodded her head as he wrapped his arms around her. Now, next to his muscular body, she finally felt safe and fell asleep.