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Econ/Gov Class
The next day, during their Econ/Gov class, Felicity and Oliver were doing just fine. Then, everything took a turn for the worst, when Felicity fell asleep. Mr. Bitter was droning on and on about the differences between macro/micro economics. She started one of her night terrors during the middle of the day.
"Felicity, wake up," Oliver said over her loud shrieking and then she lost consciousness. Mr. Bitter immediately pressed the call button to the principal's office. The principal called the ambulance. Oliver never left her side. When the paramedics arrived, Oliver told them that he was her boyfriend, allowing him to go with them in the ambulance. He rode with her in the ambulance, holding her hand the entire way. He was clearly worried and visibly very shaken up about what he just witnessed. She lay there, unconsciously for at least 6 hours; Oliver did not really take notice. He was just worried about her and the possible brain damage that she might have suffered during her seizures. Also, the fact that she hit the tile floor headfirst did not help his thoughts.
"Oliver, where am I? What happened?" she said in a daze. Her eyes started to flutter open. Her voice was very hoarse and very quiet. He could barely make out the sound of her voice.
"You are in the hospital, you went down and you were unconscious," he said very softly. She looked around in a daze. She had a sudden rush of pain where she hit her head. She noticed she had an IV in her arm, administering medications.
"Oh no, I was having one of my night terrors. Was it bad, Oliver?" she asked with a hint of regret. His look said it all; he did not even have to say a word. All of a sudden, a nurse came in to give Felicity her meds. The doctors wanted to keep Felicity overnight to rule out a concussion. They also wanted to get a full x-ray workup and a CT. The pain Felicity felt in her head was absolutely horrible. Oliver could see that she was in pain he pushed the call button. Little after he did so, a nurse came walking in.
"She is in some pain, can you please give her something to help take it away?" He said as he gave her that smoldering Oliver Queen smile that would make any woman melt.
"Yes sir, Mr. Queen," she said very quickly as she hurried out of the room to retrieve the medication. A few moments later, she returned with a syringe. She put it into the port in her IV, and pushed it directly into her vein, so the medication can be spread quickly throughout the body. About an hour later, her pain was gone. She tried to sit up, but Oliver's hand caught her shoulder and coaxed her to lie back down.
"Thank you, Ollie," she said very faintly. She gave him a small smile before she drifted off to sleep, due to the effects of the painkillers she had just received.
"Goodnight, my beautiful canary," he whispered in her ear before he left to go home to get some sleep. He called her his little canary; it was his pet name for her. The reasoning behind the name was she made his heart sing like a canary.
She just called him Ollie. He called John Diggles, his partner, to see if he would come to the hospital to watch over her that night. He said he would be more than happy to. Oliver returned home around midnight, and as soon as his head hit the pillow he was sound asleep. Hopefully, he thought to himself, she will be released tomorrow.