Shortly after become the future Mrs. Oliver Queen, Felicity bid goodnight to everyone and headed upstairs to bed. Oliver told her he had to clean up and he would be there whenever he was done.
Later on that same night, Oliver slipped into the bedroom and plopped down right next to Felicity and was asleep before his head even hit the pillow. He turned around to hold his new fiancé, and pulled her against his chest.
He body started to move, twitching at first, but becoming more violent as the night went on. Felicity could not feel anything. The next thing she remembered was Oliver screaming.
"Oliver, what's wrong?," she said still very groggy.
"The nightmare, where Slade took you, been having them every night since I rescued you," he said with a slight whimper as he looked at her with misty eyes.
"Shhhhhhh, Oliver, its okay I am right here, I am not going any where," she said while pulling him towards her. He started to shed tears, something Felicity never seen him do.
Felicity took his hands in her and made him lift his head so they were looking at each other. Felicity then kissed Oliver gently, just to reassure her future husband that every thing was going to be all right. He returned the kiss. She teased his lips with her tongue; he opened them, their tongues dancing in harmony. He broke away,
"Felicity, I will never let go of you again, I will watch over you," he said breathlessly.
"Oliver, I am never leaving, and that is a promise," she said in a whisper. He kissed her softly on the forehead as he gently pulled her into his arms, laying them both down, so they can sleep.