This Shit Had Better Not Be Hereditary

Ray paused in the doorway. He hadn't expected to find anyone in his bedroom. "Is there a reason you're naked in my bed?"

"I've been waiting for you, Raymond..." the intruder, who was lying in his bed, replied seductively. "Why don't you come on over here and show me that size doesn't matter. Show me the meaning of 'good things come in small packages'."

It only took Ray seconds before he was throwing off his clothes and joining John Diggle in bed.

"Come here and let me be your chocolate bear."

Felicity woke up with a start and gasped. She opened her eyes and tried to focus but she was still woozy and spaced-out from the drugs they'd given her for the pain. She could hear two, maybe three people talking quietly somewhere in the room.

"Oliver... Oliver." she called, too tired to keep her eyes open. She reached out the hand that wasn't attached to the IV searching for him.

Oliver was standing by the window with John Diggle and Donna Smoak when he heard her call. "I'm right here honey," he rushed to her side taking her hand into his. "It's ok, baby, I'm here now. I'm not going anywhere."

"Oliver, can you do me a favor?" she mumbled.

"Anything for you, hon." he said softly. "Whatever you want."

"Keep Digg... away from Ray." she slurred. "I saw what they... were doing... and they were up to no good. Oh god, I'm gonna be scarred for life."

"Honey, I think you were having a bad dream." Oliver couldn't help but smile, but there was also a hint of concern in his tone.

Felicity didn't seem to be listening to him as she went on, her eyes still closed. "You gotta kick Digg's ass Oliver. He has a wife and baby; don't let him cheat on Lila. Not with Ray of all people."

"Felicity…"

"He was waiting in Ray's bed, Oliver. Naked." she whispered loudly, "He was naked in Ray's bed. And he called him Raymond."

Oliver looked across the room to where Diggle and Donna were still standing and raised an eyebrow. The man in question seemed more amused than shocked at Felicity's behavior. It was as if he'd seen it all before. Well, he probably had. Unlike him, Digg had been by her side after every surgery, never leaving until she was awake and fully alert. This was the first time Oliver had even bothered to show up, and even though he knew that she understood why he hadn't been around, he still felt like he'd let her down.

Felicity tightened her grip on Oliver's hand drawing his attention back to her. "Oliver, please." she begged.

Oliver had no other choice but to humor her. There was nothing else he could do under the circumstances. He knew that she didn't tolerate painkillers well, but the painkillers she was on mixed with the remnants of the anesthesia had her in a whole other world.

"I promise I'll keep them away from each other." he said in a soft, reassuring tone trying to keep a straight face. He looked up at Diggle, who was laughing quietly. "And I'll kick both their asses if they try anything."

"You're gay?" Donna whispered to Diggle from across the room.

Diggle shook his head. "No. I most certainly am not." he laughed.

"Oh, so that must mean that Ray is." Both Diggle and Oliver stared at her as she rambled on, "Rich, handsome… of course he's gay. Why didn't I see it before?"

Donna noticed Oliver still staring at her. "You're not rich anymore, hon. It doesn't apply to you." she reassured him.

"Oliver…" Felicity whimpered, and he looked back at her to find tears streaming down her face.

"What is it honey?" he asked, starting to panic, "Are you in pain? Do you need me to call a nurse?" His finger was already on the call button, ready to press it.

"No." she cried, "I just… I… I don't want Digg or Ray to steal you from me while I'm in the hospital. Please don't cheat on me with my ex. Don't have my sloppy seconds, Oliver." she begged.

Oliver raised their joined hands and pressed his lips against her fingers gently kissing them, "Hey, I would never ever cheat on you, Felicity. Especially not with Ray," he looked up at Diggle and Donna, who were both trying to hide their laughter, and he glared at them. "Or Digg."

"Good. I'm so tired… I think I'm gonna go back to sleep." she mumbled.

"And I'll be right here when you wake up." he said to her, kissing her hand again before letting go of it.

"Promise?" she asked.

"I Promise."

As soon as he was sure that she was asleep again, Oliver looked back up at Donna. "This shit had better not be hereditary."

Fin