Kittkat asked me to write a story in which Felicity would lose her memory after the accident so here we go.
all mistakes are mine =o)
Felicity looked at him with a small frown. "What happened, Oliver?"
Oliver sighed. He wasn't sure how much he could tell her. "You went swimming with Thea and Robbie and some kid pushed you into the water. You hit your head and almost drowned."
Felicity's frown deepened. "Who's Robbie?" she asked after a few minutes.
Now it was Oliver who frowned. He remembered the doctor saying something about memory loss but he didn't think she could forget their son. It was impossible. "Our son. He's one today. Your waking up is the best present he could wish for. He's been asking about you all the time." He used his calmest voice which was usually reserved for their son.
Felicity shook her head. "Oliver, we don't have a son. We came back from Ivy Town just a few weeks ago."
"Of course we have a son, Felicity. His name's Robert Thomas Queen and he was born not even an hour after we got married."
Oliver asked Felicity to marry him couple of weeks after he found out she was pregnant. He assured her he didn't want to marry her because of the baby. He told her how he planned the proposal for some time already and after a bit of persuasion she agreed to marry him if they got married before she would start showing. Oliver was more than happy to agree to that because the other option was getting married after their son's birth and it was an idea he didn't like. He didn't want his son to be born out of wedlock.
Unfortunately their plans were disturbed by Felicity's ending up in hospital because all the stress of their lives jeopardized her pregnancy so she spent months on bed rest. Thea had to take over wedding planning and Felicity didn't have other choice than to agree with a wedding two weeks before her due date. It was a great plan really.
But Robbie decided he wanted to join his parents on their wedding day so when Felicity had her first contraction in early morning on that day she didn't tell anybody, she was sure they've got more than enough time to get married and enjoy the reception afterwards. However the contractions became more intense while she was getting ready.
Oliver knew something was wrong when she walked down the aisle but she insisted that it was nothing and it could wait until after they were married. So he let her go away with it but when she winced in pain and squeezed his hand he had a pretty good idea what was going on. After the ceremony he took her to the car, called over his shoulder that they were going to the hospital and sped through the town.
"What are you talking about? We're not married. We're just living together and you're running for the mayor," said Felicity and pulled him out of his memories.
"Felicity, honey, I already am the mayor. We've been married for a year and we have a little boy." He repeated a little desperately.
Felicity looked confused and he couldn't blame her. She was studying his face as if she wanted to find any sign of him joking. And then she started to cry.
"I d-don't remember any of i-it!" she managed to say in between her sobs.
Oliver hated her tears; even more when he was the cause of them. He scooped her into his arms and tried to calm her down.
Felicity stayed in the hospital for a few more days in which Oliver and everybody else tried to help her remember. They brought photo albums, told her stories but nothing helped. Two days after Felicity woke up Oliver came in with Robbie who had been ecstatic to see his mum but Felicity ended up in tears because seeing Robbie's love for her when she didn't know him was one of the worst things that could happen. The fact that the little boy was a perfect picture of his father didn't help either.
Felicity had been desperate. The doctors said that her memory loss was just temporary even if it didn't feel like it at the moment.
Oliver parked the car in front the house in which they lived. Felicity looked through the window and felt really bad that she didn't remember it. She hoped that her memories would come back to her once she saw the house but nothing happened.
"It's ok. We need to give it time." Oliver touched her hand gently.
She turned her head to him. "How much time? I don't think I can do this for much longer. I'm hurting all of you and that's the last thing I want."
He sighed. "It's not your fault, Felicity. We all get it."
Felicity rolled her eyes and looked out of the window again. "I know you do," she muttered. But it doesn't mean I have to like it.
"Come on, come inside. Robbie and Thea are waiting," said Oliver cheerily before getting out of the car. He opened the door on her side of the car and held his hand for her.
She took a deep breath before taking his hand. She hoped she wouldn't have to face Thea or Robbie - or anybody really. She hoped she would have time to go around the house and at least try to remember but apparently it wasn't happening. She didn't have a choice than to go with what life threw her way.
Oliver opened the door and she saw Robbie running their way. Thea was a few steps behind him. The little boy ignored his father and ran straight to Felicity. She took a step back, fear written all over her face.
"Come on, buddy. Mummy will give you a cuddle in a minute," said Oliver before scooping their son into his arms.
Felicity wanted to cry. It was painful that she couldn't even cuddle her son because she didn't remember him.
"Welcome home." Thea gave reassuring smile which made things even worse.
She felt like the meanest person in the world. Deep down she knew it wasn't her fault but it didn't help. She didn't understand why she remembered everything until a few weeks after their return from Ivy Town but nothing after that. It wasn't fair!
A month later Felicity still didn't remember almost two years of her life and no one had any idea how to change that. Neither going to the lair helped, nor their wedding video or Robbie's pictures.
But those four weeks weren't a complete loss of time. Felicity spent every minute she could with their son. She learned everything about him and it didn't take long to love him more than her life. She would do anything for that blue-eyed boy.
And it was thanks to Robbie that she found a way how she could remember. The only problem was that Oliver wouldn't agree to it so she had to leave him out of her plan. She wasn't really happy about that but it was her only hope. If that didn't work she would give up and just come to terms with her memory loss.
"Mummy's going to call aunty Thea," she said to Robbie with a smile. With pounding heart she pressed the button on her phone.
It took only two rings for Thea to pick up. "Felicity?" her voice sounded concerned.
"Hi, Thea. Could you come to our house? I've got a favour to ask." Felicity tried to sound calm.
"Is something wrong?"
She shook her head. Of course she would think that; she was just like her brother. "No, everything's fine. I just need to go somewhere and need your help with it. I'll tell you everything when you're here."
"Okay," she agreed. "I'll be there in ten minutes."
"Thank you! And," Felicity took a breath, "please, don't tell Oliver."
"Sure. See you." Thea disconnected the phone call.
Felicity chewed on her bottom lip and stared at her phone. "Well, there's no going back now," she muttered.
Robbie got up from the floor where he played with blocks and made his way to her. "Ma," he said and stretched his arms.
She picked him up and hugged him. "We'll go out with aunty Thea, okay? Because mummy's tired of not remembering you," she said quietly and pressed a kiss to his blonde hair.
Ten minutes later - which they spent cuddling – the doorbell rang. Felicity got up and with Robbie in her arms opened the door.
"Thanks for coming." She closed the door behind her sister-in-law and went back to the living room where she let Robbie play with his toys.
"What's with all the secrets? What do you need? Why don't you want me to tell Ollie?" asked Thea when she sat on the sofa and then her eyes widened. "Do you remember something?"
Felicity shook her head. "No and that's the problem. I think I found a way to remember. But Oliver wouldn't agree with it and that's why I need your help."
Younger woman watched her with narrowed eyes. "Oh-kay," she said carefully. "What's your plan?"
Felicity took a deep breath. It was harder then she thought it would be. "I need to go to the swimming centre where it happened." She shrugged. "Or at least see the building." She frowned. "It should be enough just to see it. I hope." Felicity looked at Thea with pleading eyes. "Oliver won't tell me where the accident happened and I get it. It's just...I can't live like this anymore. I want to remember. I love Robbie but I don't think I can give him as much as I could if I remembered. Please, Thea, help me!"
Her sister-in-law watched her for a few moments. "I can see why Ollie wouldn't agree to this. It's crazy, Felicity! It could do more harm than good! And what are you going to do if it doesn't work?"
"I'll give up if it doesn't work. I promise!"
"Ollie's going to kill me if he ever finds out," muttered Thea. "Fine, I'll take you there. But if it goes south I'm calling Ollie."
Felicity nodded. It seemed only fair and it would be a small price for that risk.
Thea parked the car in front of the swimming centre and Felicity didn't feel as confident as she did back home but she couldn't give up yet. She had to at least try no matter how hard it was. She got out of the car.
"Do you want me to go with you?" asked Thea.
Felicity glanced quickly at her son who was fast asleep in his car seat and then looked at her. She shook her head. "No. I'll be fine, don't worry."
"Okay. I'll stay here but if anything -."
"I'll come straight back, I promise," she assured her and closed the door behind her.
It took only couple of steps in the direction of the building before some of the memories came rushing back to her.
She remembered coming here with Thea and Robbie that fateful day and everything that happened afterwards. She remembered going back to the children's pool where her son had been with his aunt after her swim. But she never made it there because there had been teenagers running around and she took a step aside when one of the boys ran beside her. He pushed her accidentally and she was the one who had been too close to the edge of the pool. She remembered falling down, hitting her head and after that everything went black.
Felicity blinked a few times but she couldn't stop the tears falling on her cheeks. She didn't know how long she's been standing there before she felt a gentle touch on her shoulder.
"Felicity? Are you okay? Why are you crying? What happened?"
She turned to Thea. "I know what happened," she whispered.
"Oh, sweetheart!" Thea embraced her.
Felicity rested her head against Thea's shoulder and sobbed. This wasn't how she wanted her memories back. She didn't need to remember this! She wanted to remember time before the accident.
"I want to go home," she whispered between sobs.
"Okay. I'll take you home and stay with you until Ollie comes from work," she promised and walked her to the car.
That evening after they've put Robbie to the bed, Oliver sat on a sofa in the living room and Felicity laid with her head on his legs. She nervously circled with her nail around one of the buttons on Oliver's shirt.
"Oliver?"
Her husband smiled. "Hm?"
Felicity took a deep breath. This was going to be hard. She had to tell him what happened in the afternoon. "I went with Thea to the swimming centre. And I remember." She sat up and looked him in the eyes. "Why didn't you tell me that I was pregnant when we left Ivy Town?"
He frowned. "Why did she take you there? I would never agree to that!"
She nodded her head. "I know you wouldn't. That's why I asked her. But it's so not the point! Why didn't you tell me?"
Oliver sighed and took her hand into his. "I didn't want to make things worse than they already were. It was hard enough to accept that you don't remember two years of your life." He stroked the inside of her wrist with his thumb in soothing circles. "I thought it wouldn't do you any good if you knew."
Felicity gave him a sad smile. She had to admit she understood his reasons. She wasn't particularly happy about it but it was his decision to make.
"So," began Oliver, "can we know talk about the fact that you went to my sister for help instead of me?"