11. Bricks and Feathers

Okay, I know you all sincerely dislike me for waiting two and a half weeks for an update right now. I had exams and my new classes are so much better #SONOTBETTER. This one is short, but I will be posting a chapter at least every other day from now on (Stories that are good take time, right?). Hope ya'll enjoy! :D

'God, I wish they would shut that stupid alarm off already, I can't take it anymore!', Felicity thought half-consciously. Her vision was only starting to come back to normal, and it gave her a headache trying to focus. 'Glasses', she thought. 'Need to find my glasses'.

"Oh, I'm sorry-I completely forgot about those", Felicity heard a faint voice as she felt her glasses in her left palm. It was Sara, she finally recognized the voice. "I didn't think I said that aloud..." Felicity said, her voice hoarse.

Sara chuckled slightly. "Just put your glasses on and relax. I gave you a few sedatives so I wouldn't try to move much right now if I were you". Felicity sighed, and worked on slowing her heart rate. It was then that Felicity noticed the alarm she was hearing was just the blaring in her own ears.

Sara couldn't believe that Felicity was in such bad shape, and she felt as if this was somehow her fault. Though she knew it wasn't, it still hurt her that this girl had been injured. Felicity was such a light in this 'team'. She was strong and mature, yet gentle, not ever remembering her pressing Oliver for information about the time he was on the island. She also took notice of her diligence working as an EA (as she was told was a demotion), and as a partner in the vigilante's team to save the city. However, these last few weeks must have really taken a toll on her. Oliver had been kind of out of touch with himself lately, and she doubted Oliver paid much attention to anything else when he was on 'mental mode'.

Suddenly Felicity screamed, her body too quickly jolting awake. She sat up, panting as she took in her reality. Sara snapped out of her thoughts and went over to Felicity. "Are you alright?" she asked, as Felicity's monitors showed her heart rate was rapid. Felicity hugged her stomach, holding her knees closer to her, as a few tears escaped her glassy eyes. "Felicity, what is it?" Sara looked her over, frantically trying to figure out what was wrong.

"Felicity?" Sara looked as Oliver sprinted across the room, next to Felicity's bedside. "Felicity, are you alright?". He looked to Sara for answers, though she looked just as confused as he did.

"I'm FINE!" Felicity said loudly, trying to slow her heart rate, sounding ruder than usual. Oliver was taken aback. "I'm sorry, I-I just had a nightmare, that's all." Felicity sank back down to the table, holding her head which was pounding again.

"I killed him, I kept killing him" Felicity moaned quietly. Oliver understood the problem. "It's okay, Felicity. It's fine...it was just a dream."

"No, it wasn't!" Felicity spoke loudly, again, sitting up. "I killed him, he was just grieving for his family...I shouldn't have...I shouldn't..."

Sara was at a loss of words, as she still wasn't completely sure what went on in the building.

"You made the right choice, Felicity." Oliver said softly, looking straight into her eyes. "If it wasn't him it would have been one of us. He had gone too far, there wasn't any coming back for him. It's for the best where he is now." Oliver laid a hand on her shoulder, empathizing with what she was going through. As another tear escaped her eyes, she said "How can you do it?" defeat in her voice. "How are you able to make that choice, to kill a person?" Oliver felt as if a ton of bricks had been laid on him. "It never gets easier, if that is what you are asking..." his eyes wandering.

Felicity retreated. "I-I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have said that. I didn't mean to-"

"Who's hungry?" Diggle said as he walked down the stairs.

I know it is short, but this chapter is important for what is going to be coming up. Thank you all for being so patient, another update is coming tomorrow!