"Jeremy," Oliver said, holding out his hand. "How are you man?"

"Not bad, Queen," he said, taking his outstretched hand. "Who's this beauty?" he eyed Felicity.

Oliver took that moment to wrap his arm around her waist again. "This is my girlfriend, Felicity."

"Hi," she said beside him.

"Girlfriend?" he asked. "Since when do you have a girlfriend?"

"Since 3 months ago," he said.

"Hmm, I haven't heard about her."

"Trying to keep it on the down-low," Felicity said. "I didn't want being his girlfriend to affect my job."

"Oh, what do you do?" he asked.

"I'm an IT specialist at Queen Consolidated," she said. "Actually I'm VP over the Applied Science Division or something like that. My title seems to change frequently."

"Impressive," he said. "Oliver Queen with a genius. Never thought I'd see the day."

"Well, I'm very lucky," he said. "What about you? Any special women?"

"I'm still with Elise," he said. "Married her when we graduated college."

"Well, congrats man," he said, smiling. Looking down at Felicity, he explained, "Jeremy and Elise started dating our junior year."

"Yes. She's actually around here somewhere. I'm sure she'd love to say hello."

"I'll be sure to find her," Oliver said. "If you'll excuse us, there's a couple other buddies I'd like to introduce to her as well."

"Well it was great talking with you, Queen."

"You too." Using the hand on the small of her back, he led her towards a group of guys against the wall near the doors.

"Still good?" he asked, looking down at her.

"Yup," she said. "I'm still not sure what you were afraid of."

"Me either," he said. "It's not at all what I expected."

"Any sign of Puler?" Dig asked over the comms.

They scanned the room again.

"Not yet," Oliver said. "We'll let you know when we do."

"Did you pick up anything on my computer?" Felicity asked.

"Nope," Diggle replied.

"Ollie," came a voice behind him.

He pulled Felicity closer as he turned around, only to see it was Laurel.

"Laurel, hey," he said, relaxing a bit.

"Hey Laurel," Felicity said, tensing a bit. If this was going to go down, she figured Laurel would be the one to out them.

"What are you doing here?" she asked Felicity, puzzled.

"She's my date," Oliver said.

"What? Why?" she asked. "Since when do you date your IT girl?"

"Since 3 months ago," he said.

"3 months?" she gasped. "There's no way. I would've known about it."

"I'm the one who didn't want to tell anyone," she said. "I didn't want it to interfere with my job."

"Mhmm," Laurel said. "Felicity, I have to go to the bathroom. Would you come with me?"

"Uh," she looked up at Oliver. "I guess?"

Laurel grabbed her hand and nearly dragged her down the hallway and into the girls bathroom. After checking to make sure they were alone, she turned towards her.

"It's night time," Laurel said.

"I am well aware," Felicity said, very confused.

"Don't you have a pretty important night job," Laurel hinted.

"What? No…..OH." she caught on."I guess my night job is no longer an identity."

"Dad and I both know you work for him," Laurel said. "So why are you here?"

"Has it ever occurred to you that I might be working?" Felicity asked. "I can multitask."

"Is something going down tonight? Here?" she asked.

"I don't know yet," Felicity said. "We haven't found anything yet."

"I knew it. I knew you weren't dating Oliver."

"Excuse me?" Felicity said. "What makes you think I'm not?"

"Please," she said. "When would you have time to date Oliver Queen?"

"It's very possible," Felicity said. "Trust me." She turned to walk out the door.

"Wait," Laurel said, catching her arm. "I'm sorry I offended you. Tell me more about what's going on."

"Laurel, I think you already know more than you should," she said. "Besides, I need to get back to Oliver."

"What does Oliver have to do with all this?" Laurel asked.

"He's my boyfriend," Felicity said smiling as she walked out the bathroom.

When Felicity came back into the gym, it was significantly more crowded than when she left. After scanning the room, she finally spotted Oliver, backed into a corner, with three girls surrounding him.

She made her way towards him as quickly as possible, coming right up next to him and wrapping her arms around him.

"Sorry I took so long, baby," she said. Turning to look at the girls she said, "Oh, hi. I'm Felicity."

The girls looked back at her in disgust. "Really?" one of them rolled of her tongue, not looking impressed.

"Felicity, this is Holly, Emma, and Shelby," Oliver said. "Girls, this is Felicity."

"So what do you do? Model? Act? Or just drink a whole lot?" Holly asked.

"Actually the club scene isn't really my scene. I'm the VP at Queen Consolidated."

All three girls burst out laughing.

"Yeah right," Emma said. "If you were really dating Oliver Queen, you wouldn't have an Office job."

"Yeah. I'm modeling now, Ollie," Holly said. "Maybe later I can model for you."

"Are you serious?" Felicity said. "I'm sorry that you can't accept the fact that Oliver has changed in the past 10 years, but let me make one thing clear. The only girl Oliver will be going home with, is me."

"You're so sexy when you're mad," Oliver said, pulling her towards him and kissing her on the temple.

"You don't get to decide who Ollie…" Holly started.

"Oh, I'm going home with her," he interrupted. "There is no doubt about that."

Felicity smirked.

"Would you like to dance, baby?" he asked, looking down at her and holding out his hand.

"Definitely," she said, placing her hand in his.

"Excuse us, girls," he said, leading her onto the dance floor.

Once in the middle of the room, he pulled her close, one hand on her waist, the other holding her hand. She put her hand behind his neck, letting him pull her flush against him.

"Okay, now I see why you didn't want to come to this thing," she said.

"Mhm," he said, tight lipped.

"Those girls were relentless," she said. "And so oblivious."

"Well, you," he said. "Were amazing."

"Thanks," she said, blushing. "So, you only date models, actors, and drinkers?"

"I told you, I'm not proud of who I was." He turned his head to hide his embarrassment.

"Hey," she said, pulling his face back to look at her. "I'm proud of who you are now. I don't care what they say or think. You are incredible. You're a hero."

He let a smile crack his face. "I couldn't do it without you," he said.

"Speaking of being a hero, you see Aaron yet?"

He scanned the room around her, looking between the couples dancing around them.

"No," he said. "I don't understand why he's not here yet."

"Maybe he is," Felicity said. "Maybe he's in his classroom."

"Good idea," he said, stopping to lead her towards the hall. His hand never left hers though.

"Dig, we're going to see if we can find him in one of the classrooms," Oliver said.

"Good idea," he responded. "There's a computer lab…."

Oliver interrupted. "I think I got it, Dig."

"Oh, right."

"Come on," he said to Felicity, pulling her around a corner.

"Hey, wait," a voice behind them said.

Panicking, Oliver pulled Felicity into an alcove that housed the door to an English classroom.

"Ollie," a voice said.

Felicity felt herself being pushed back against the wall, and then suddenly, Oliver was very close.

"What's…."

Before she could get a sentence out, his mouth was on hers.

"Oh, wow," the voice said. "I didn't think you were serious."

All Felicity could focus on was the light chaste kiss Oliver had just given her.

He pulled back, turning his head to see it was Laurel beside them.

"Do you mind?" he asked.

Felicity found her hand touching her lips where Oliver's had just been. Her eyes were on him, and it was like Laurel wasn't even there.

"Sorry, I just thought Felicity might need some help," Laurel said.

"Help with what?" Oliver asked. "I'm pretty sure my girlfriend can handle a little one-on-one time with me."

"I...uh, that's not what I meant. Sorry," she said, before scampering off towards the gym again.

Oliver still had his hands on the wall beside Felicity's head when he turned back to look at her. There was a bright blush in her cheeks. Her eyes were wide open in shock and her hand was barely ghosting over her lips.

"Are you okay?" he asked, looking at her in concern. "I didn't mean to startle you."

"I...uh…." he saw her stutter for a second, before dropping her hand and shaking her head, breaking out of her daze. "No, no, it's fine. It's more than fine. I mean it's for the mission. And I mean, it helps prove to them that we're serious and I mean if it didn't look like it was serious, then you'd have a problem. And I don't want you to have a problem with me. I mean because of me. Because then it would ruin the mission. And I…"

"Felicity, breathe."

"I don't mind," she said, reaching up to mess with her glasses, except when they didn't reach her touch, she remembered she had opted for contacts tonight.

"Let's finish checking the classrooms," he said, reaching for her hand again.

Hey guys! Just to answer a few of your questions:

No they are not living together. He just meant home as in their separate apartments.

As far as which season it's based in, I don't really have a specific part in my mind, since they never actually went on the date, he just made all that up. But they know about Felicity's past, and Tommy has died. And I went ahead and made Laurel in on the Felicity working for Arrow thing so she could contact him, but she doesn't know who he is yet. I'm just kind of playing with whatever I want. There's no particular point in the show.

Thanks for the reviews! Keep them coming! They inspire me!