Chapter 2
Large fingers traced the curve of Felicity's face inspecting every inch. He had made it back to her house an hour earlier and layed her safely in her bed. It was all to
close for him. Watching Felicity dazing in and out. He had almost lost her. He felt a familiar pain in his chest as if a black hole had opened in his heart. He rubbed
over a slightly sensitive bruised spot and her face contorted in pain. Taking a wet cloth Oliver dabbed it along her skin.
This shouldn't of happened to her. If he had only told her that he loved her again. If he only had grabbed her and told he needed her and wanted her more then he
had ever wanted anything.
Oliver sighed in frustration at his own thoughts.
He hated to think like that. He couldn't be with Felicity because she would die, anything he ever loved truly died and if he accepted that love and let her light shine
into him then he couldn't live another day if that light was extinguished. But here she was anyway. Beaten by a psychopath.. almost killed. Maybe he should have
kept her further away. But a day without Felicity Smoak would be a day he could never imagine. He needed her more then he had ever thought he needed anyone.
He needed her laughter, he needed her babbling, he needed her hugs and her smile.. he needed every piece of her heart because without it he was nothing.
Oliver eyes were drown back down to her face when her eyes fluttered open.
She grabbed frighteningly around not sure where she was. "Oliver?" she gasped.
Oliver quickly cupped both hands around her face turning her back towards him. "I'm right here Felicity."
"Good." Felicity said slowing her breaths and turning her face into the sheets attempting to pull herself up, running her hands along the silk surface.
Oliver helped her up to a siting position on the bed. When she grumbled in pain grabbing her neck.
"Is it your neck." Oliver asked concerned.
"Oh...yea but it should be fine...Ow." Felicity paused abruptly as another shot of pain rocketed down her neck.
"Here stop moving." Oliver said grabbing her shoulders, scooting his body up close to hers on the bed. His hands lingered as he pulled the straps of her dress down.
Pulling her hair aside he gently started massaging up her shoulders and up her neck in gentle but firm strokes.
"Oliver... that feels amazing..." she moaned.
Oliver felt a sudden flush of heat run through his body at the sound of his name being called like that, from her lips. After a few minutes he managed to rip his hand
away from her skin. Even though all he wanted to do was keep touching her. Her skin was like velvet under his finger tips. A piece of heaven that he didn't deserve.
"Oliver?" Felicity turned noticing his closeness and blushing.
Her face was just a few inches away from his. "Thanks. For saving me...if you hadn't of shown up when you did I would probably not be siting here..." she hesitated
pulling a piece of hair behind her ear. When she hit a sore spot along her jaw. "Ow."
"Here." Oliver said as he brought the cold cloth back against her face. Thumb tracing her cheek causing her to close her eyes and to lean in closer.
Felicity brought blue eyes back up to his. "Oliver? When are you going..." she paused pursing her lips, eyes flickering down to his.
Oliver's eyes darkened and his mind seemed hazy. It was all becoming a bit unclear on why he shouldn't be this close to her."When am I going to do what?" he said moving in so close that his nose was grazing hers.
Felicity gulped as she felt his breath warm against her cheek. Her eyes lingered to his lips again before he reached his hand behind her head and pulled her lips into
his. His other arm wrapped around her waist pulling her body closer to his. He needed her against him. It started out a soft graze as he shaped his lips to hers but
soon turned into something more when Felicity moaned into his mouth causing him to deepen the kiss. She ran her fingers through his hair and they fell against the
sheets. Her mouth was hot and sweet and everything he could have ever imagined. Turning her head they parted is heavy gasps fighting for air. He turned back to
her. God she was beautiful with flushed skin and pink swollen lips and when he thought she couldn't get anymore beautiful she smiled.
"What I was going to say was...when are you going to stop saving me." she said in a grin.
Oliver couldn't help but laugh at her response. Smiling he leaned back down lips tracing
her cheek causing her to hold her breath as he trailed kisses down her neck. His hand lingered down her chest to her stomach then to her hip gripping her tightly.
Bringing his lips back to Felicity's he kissed her passionately again. Hearing a pleasant sigh from her lips. He could defiantly get used to that and he was determined
to make her sigh and moan his name as much as he could, he thought devilishly. .
When Oliver was suddenly jerked out of his thoughts by the loud ringing of his emergency ringtone. Oliver grumbled in frustration as he reached over and grabbed his phone.
"Hello?"
Diggle's frightened voice brought him back to his senses. "Oliver there everywhere and..." He herd a thump as the phone seemed to crash against the pavement.
"Dig?" Oliver said worriedly and he turned to see Felicity's frightened gaze as he herd the phone pick back up. But it wasn't Diggle.
"If you want your little friend to live. Then meet me."
Oliver face hardened in anger. "Where."
