Title: The Middle of a Very Happy Ending
Words: 2202
Pairings: Daniel/Felicity, Laurel/Oliver
Genre: Romance/Friendship
Status: Done.
Prompt: aeryn-crichton

Summary: Laurel and Oliver spend some time at her apartment before she goes shopping with Felicity where she tries to get more information about daniel and then comes home for dinner with Oliver as "friends".


His head rested on her chest as his hands squirmed on her belly. She kicked and squealed with laughter, "can you please stop that?" She panted with a full smile still on her face.

"I can doesn't mean I will," Oliver grinned, like an idiot at the beauty that radiated from her smile. He was gentler this time.

"Will you please stop that?" She said as she pushed his hands away from her belly, attempting to roll to the side so that he would stop.

Coming down to a one on the tickle scale, he looked into her eyes and pouted, "But why, Laurel? You love it." He said with some confidence behind it.

Laurel swatted away his hands. "Because you're gonna make me pee my pants."

He nodded and stopped and instead held her in his arms. "So what do you want to do today?" He asked. They had a beautiful saturday that was just waiting for them to do something.

She shrugged. "I was thinking about going shopping with Felicity."

"Isn't she going out with that new guy?" Oliver grumbled.

Laurel took his chin in her hand and smiled, "Is someone jealous he's not the whole world to ever girl in his life?" She asked him. It was funny seeing Oliver jealous. He didn't do it often, but when he did it was obvious.

"No, I'm not jealous, he just looks shady." He muttered under his breath. He was decidedly not jealous. Not jealous at all.

Which Laurel didn't believe for a second. "Yeah, no. I promise Felicity let me run through all of her fancy databases and Daniel's not got any precarious information in any of them, so can you just relax? Plus I'm gonna run him through the ringer when I have dinner with them next week. Besides, if I go shopping with her today, I can see what kind of information she can give me about this guy."

"What am I supposed to do while the two of you shop?" He asked as she got off the couch.

Laurel smiled as she looked back to him and went to her room, "Maybe you could call him and have a beer or something manly?" She said as her eyebrows knit together and she laughed.

"You know, it would really help if you were being serious about this." He said, in a grumpy kind of mood.

She giggled. "I am being serious. Do something manly with him. Or you can come with us. But we're probably going to be talking about how they have sex."

"I guess, I'll just go to the cave," He mumbled under his breath.

Laurel nodded. "You go do that and you do some salmon ladders, okay?" She asked him.

"We're on for dinner tonight though, right?" He asked.

She nodded to him. "Yep, we're on for dinner tonight. You're gonna watch sister wives with me tonight, right?" She asked him.

"We'll see," He said with a bit of a smile. He didn't understand her obsession with the show, but if it made her happy, he would eat dinner with her and watch the show.

She came out of her closet with a bustier on and some jeans and heels. "Can you zip me up really quickly?" She said as she turned her body so he could see the zipper.

He put his hand on her bare back and felt the soft skin, the nerves underneath his skin. He gently did it up and looked to her. "So where are you guys gonna go?" He asked.

"Why?" She asked him, "So you can spy on us?"

He put his hand over his heart and did a faux shocked face. "Me? I would never."

"Yeah," She said and shook her head, "There's no chance that I'm telling you. Now go." She told him.

"I love you," He said and gave her a kiss on the forehead.

She nodded. "I'll see you tonight. I love you too," She told him and reached up on her tiptoes to give him a kiss on the cheek.

He left and saw Felicity coming up the stairs. He waved at her awkwardly.

"Are you coming from Laurel's?" She asked him.

He nodded. "Yeah, we were just hanging out this morning. When you guys are done with the shopping trip, we're gonna have dinner and watch reality tv."

Felicity looked impressed. "Is that so?" She asked rhetorically.

"Is there a problem with that?" He asked.

She shook her head and headed up stairs. "Not a problem at all."

When Felicity got to Laurel's apartment, she found the door open as Laurel was putting the last minute things in her bag. "Hey, come on in, I'll be ready in just one minute." Laurel said as she realized her wallet was in the other room.

"So I ran into Oliver in the hallway," Felicity singsonged.

Laurel blinked at her, not understanding what was so impressive about that. "And?" She asked.

"He's cooking dinner for you? And watching reality tv with you?" She asked. "Isn't that like dating material?"

Laurel laughed. "You're gonna try all day to keep the focus on my dating life aren't you? Not gonna work. You're gonna tell me about Daniel."

"I'm just saying you spend a lot of time together when you guys have free time together." She said with a cheshire grin on her face.

Laurel rolled her eyes. "I spend a lot of my free time with you too, does that mean I'm dating you? Ollie and I, we're just friends, until he can figure out what he wants from everything. He's cooking me dinner because I can't cook."

"You know, that if you guys get back together, you don't have to keep that from me? I'm gonna be happy for you. I've got Daniel." She told Laurel.

Laurel looked over her shoulder and smiled. "I know. And I promise, we're not keeping anything, but literally nothing is happening right now. So let's go shop and talk about Daniel. Because you need to tell me everything." She told Felicity.

"Shouldn't we be doing some shopping first? I feel like this conversation is gonna go a lot better with some retail therapy." Felicity blushed.

Laurel took her keys from their hanger. "This is totally not over. You're not getting away from me. Don't even try to be sneaky," Laurel said as she narrowed her eyes at Felicity.

"Wouldn't dream of it," Felicity said as they went down the stairs and drove to Nordstroms.

"So Daniel," Laurel said as they stepped out of the car and crossed the threshold into Nordstroms.

Felicity looked down at her shoes and laughed. "Damn, you don't miss a beat,"

"I'm a lawyer. It's what I do." She told Felicity.

Felicity conceded that Laurel had won though. "What do you want to know about him?" She asked.

"Oh, what don't I want to know about him?" Laurel asked as she flipped through a rack of jackets, "But let's start off with an easy question, how old is he?"

"Twenty eight."

Twenty eight was conservative. A little bit older than Felicity herself, but younger than she and Oliver. That was good. "So he's close to his dad?" Laurel asked.

Felicity nodded as she grabbed a great little top to wear to the office. It was a little sheer, but still work appropriate. "Yeah," She said. "Poor thing is the hospital."

"I know," She said to Felicity, "Or you would have heard the story of Max totally skeeving on me at the charity even earlier."

Felicity looked up from the rack and to Laurel. "No way."

"Yes, way. Julian Iver came and saved us though," Laurel said as she smiled to the rack and picked out a skirt to try on. She didn't know if it would look good or not, but she was willing to try.

Felicity smiled. "So how'd you like Julian?" She asked.

Laurel shrugged. "He was nice. Definitely impressed with the fact that I kicked Max's ass and that's why I'm banned for life at Poison. By the way, next time your boyfriend wants to have a fancy charity event can we please make it somewhere that I don't have to tell stories like that to get in?" She said as she looked up.

Felicity threw her head back and let out a belly laugh. "I'll let Daniel know. But he's nice, does that really cover your opinion of Julian?"

"Yeah, I mean, it was weird. It was a sort of date between me and Oliver. And Ollie claimed that he was hitting on me, but I think he was just being nice."

Felicity looked around the display and to Laurel, "If I tell you something, will promise not to tell Oliver?"

Laurel chuckled. "Oh, Liss you know I never promise that, but tell me anyway and I'll think about it."

"We saw you fix his tie."

Laurel picked up her head and looked at her. "I have no idea what you're talking about. Besides, I thought the two of you were supposed to be visiting his father in the hospital."

"You know exactly what I'm talking about. And we decided to sneak in to see how it was going. And you and Ollie looked pretty cozy." She told Laurel.

Laurel shrugged. "He was my date. That's what you do when you're on a date. So 28, cares about his father, sneaks into his own charity event, which he was conveniently absent from. What kind of company does he run?"

"Do you really want to talk about his company?" Felicity asked as she raised her eyebrow.

Laurel shrugged, "No, but you keep changing the subject. And he never comes to the allotted events. You asked me whether you should date this guy, but I've never met him. And I need to be able to grill him." She told Felicity.

"You know, we don't mean to skip out on the dates that you've been planning." She told Laurel, "But we are gonna make it up to you, I promise. And you can grill him all you want when we get there. The very next time I promise we'll come."

Laurel looked up. "Next time?" She asked.

"Next time." Felicity nodded.

"So I could plan dinner for tomorrow and you both would come so I could grill him about his intentions and his personal history and credit score and maybe introduce him to Ollie who will intimidate him into submission?" She asked.

Felicity sighed and shook her head, "Yes, even if you did that. You know, I actually think it would be easier to have you and Ollie there at the same time, because then it might be less bloodshed when Oliver meets Daniel."

"Well, I will take that into consideration." Laurel said. "But we're not having dinner tomorrow. I'll text you the details when I figure everything out. I promise," She said. "Now let's do some major shopping Liss," She said with the best grin that Felicity had seen on her.

Felicity shook her head and laughed, "I'm ready for that Laur,"

"One more question," Laurel said as she picked a couple more things from the rack as they went to go look at the shoes.

Felicity rolled her eyes. There was always one more question. "Yeah?" She asked.

"How's the sex with Daniel?" She asked with the most mischievous grin.

Felicity shook her head. "I'm so not talking about that with you, especially since it will get right back to Ollie."

"God no, girl code." Laurel said, disgusted.

Felicity gave her a pointed look. "Please. Neither of you can keep anything from each other. He'll ask you once and you'll say no and then he'll ask you again and you'll spill. I've seen it happen. No way."

Without a second thought they want on and did more and more shopping. They talked a little about Daniel and a little about Oliver, but it was mainly about bonding over their love of fashion.

As Laurel came home, she put her shopping bags by the door and saw Oliver already in the kitchen. "You know it's customary to send a text when you're gonna be in someone's home unannounced," She said to him as she gave him a kiss on the cheek.

He smiled. "How was your day with Felicity? Did you get any dirt on Daniel?" He asked as he stirred the sauce.

She shrugged. "Not that much. But they apparently snuck in and watched us dance at the charity event,"

"Oh?" He asked, "Well, you know, that was some dance."

"She asked if we were dating." She told Oliver.

He nodded. "Well, people will always wonder."

"It looks good," She told him as she rubbed her nails on his back and he shivered.

"You need to stop that," He said.

She smiled, "Or what?"

"Or you're not gonna get to watch sister wives. and we're probably gonna have to tell people we're dating." He said as he captured her waist in his hands. "Plus, dinner, that could turn out bad."

"We could always order chinese," She said with a grin.

He kissed her forehead, "Don't tempt me. Go sit and watch your show."