Hi everybody! So I was planning on keeping this a one shot but there were a few requests to continue and I got inspired. :) So thank you for the awesome comments and hope you like this addition!

It was almost 12:30 at night and all he wanted to do was get home and sleep. It was moments like these that reminded him how much he hated being a beat cop instead of a detective. His days had consisted of parking tickets and arresting the occasional delinquent, which felt like nothing compared to being a detective. It certainly didn't help that being a beat cop prevented him from looking in to Hilton's death. A feeling of guilt swept over him at the thought. It was his fault that his partner had died, his fault that Hilton's family wouldn't spend Christmas with their father.

He was startled from his thoughts by the static on his radio: "Incident outside Verdant, blonde woman, mid-twenties, saved by the vigilante." He was going to ignore it. His shift was just about to end and the club was a few miles out of the way, but the description made him freeze. Two possibilities of the women in question had crossed his mind and both of them made him nervous. Sarah had proven fully capable of herself and would not need rescuing, that much was clear. Still, Sarah was his daughter and he constantly feared for her safety, especially after she had disappeared. The other option wasn't much better and made him seriously consider driving over to the club. He and Felicity hadn't been incredibly close ever but since his discussion with the Hood he had grown more protective of the blonde IT girl that had one over the man's heart. He shook his head, Starling City had a huge population and blonde was not exactly a hard hair color to come by. And yet…

With a heavy sigh he picked up his radio, if it wasn't either of them he would just go home and let some other officer handle it. "This is Officer Lance. Do we have the name of the victim?"

"Lance?" When he confirmed the man on the other end continued: "Yeah we do, name is Felicity Smoak. She's an employee of Queen Consolidated." He let out a breath he hadn't realized he was holding in and leaned back against the headrest, letting his hands fall to his sides.

"Lance? Do you copy?"

He took another deep breath before lifting the radio, "I copy. I'm heading over now." In the back of his mind he knew it was pointless. If the Hood had saved her there was no use checking up on her but he knew that it would make him feel better to see her. Plus the Hood would probably appreciate him checking up on her when he couldn't.

"Copy that" came through the radio and Lance shifted gears, making a u-turn and heading to the club.

Police sirens and light traffic given the late hour put him in front of the club in less than fifteen minutes. The strobe lights he was accustomed to seeing out front had been toned down and only a few club goers were still present, all of whom were talking to the officers, probably giving statements. He ignored all the other people and headed straight for the blonde off to the right talking to several police officers and…

"Oliver Queen? What the hell are you doing here?" His tone was full of surprise and a bit of anger. What was he doing here and more importantly, why was his arm wrapped around her shoulder.

The young man barely registered him, keeping his full attention on Felicity who had a blanket wrapped around her and a hand on her shoulder. "This is my club detective, or did you forget that?" He asked, finally turning his attention away from Felicity and towards him. "And Felicity is my assistant at Queen Consolidated. When I heard she was attacked outside my club I wanted to make sure she was alright." Queen turned his attention back to Felicity and gave her shoulder a reassuring squeeze. The gesture made Lance clench his fists but what made it worse was the way Felicity seemed to lean into him more at the gesture. Felicity worked for a man who loved her so much he was willing to back off to risk her life and she seemed to be smitten with Oliver Queen.

"If you can think of anything else Ms. Smoak, please don't hesitate to call." The officer said, handing her a small card and turning to Lance, "I'll see you soon Lance." And then the man was gone, leaving them standing in front of the club.

"Are you sure you're okay Felicity?" Queen asked, turning her towards him and seeming to examine her to make sure she was not physically hurt. When his onceover was complete he pulled his gaze back up to her eyes, genuine concern filled them and Lance was taken aback by it. This wasn't the playboy smirk that he was accustomed to, this was real and it was almost unnerving.

"I'm fine. Nothing a Doctor Who marathon won't fix" she gave him a small smile that lingered as she turned towards him. "Officer Lance, is everything okay?"

He stared at the pair for a moment and feeling sorry for the Hood who was going to lose his girl to Oliver Queen of all people. "I should be asking you that Ms. Smoak." When she didn't respond he continued, "I heard you were attacked and came to make sure that you were okay." He sent Oliver a warning glare before turning his attention back to her.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Or, I will be." She said, stealing a glance at Oliver, "I got lucky." The way she was speaking he wasn't sure if she was referring to Queen or the Hood but he hoped it the latter. They all stood there for a moment completely silent. Lance kept waiting for Felicity to say she wanted to go home or for Queen to leave them, neither of which happened.

"Listen, you've had a long night Felicity, let me take you home." Queen's voice broke the silence and seemed to snap everyone back to reality. The words sunk in a moment later and Lance was immediately shaking his head. "That won't be necessary Mr. Queen, I can do that." He added quickly, wanting nothing more than to keep Felicity and Queen apart, for the sake of the Hood.

"It's okay detective, I'll make sure she makes it home safe." Oliver insisted. The arm that was wrapped around her shoulder drifted towards her waist, like he was trying to emphasize his point.

"All due respect Mr. Queen," he levelled the man, refusing to break eye contact as he continued. "I am a police officer and it is my duty to ensure that Ms. Smoak arrives home safely."

The two men held each other's gazes for a few seconds and when it appeared neither was willing to back down Felicity let out a cough. "It's alright Oliver, I'll let you know when I'm home." Oliver turned towards her, defeat clear on his face.

"Are you sure?" Again, the amount of concern he showed surprised Lance. He had never seen him that concerned over anyone in the time that he had known him, not even after his surprising return. There was no one in the city she would be safer with than him, except the Hood, and since the Hood had pulled a disappearing act the moment the police arrived, Lance seemed like the best possible solution.

"She'll be fine Mr. Queen." Lance cut in and Felicity nodded confirmation. With a sigh Oliver finally relinquished his hold on her, allowing her to walk with the detective towards his car.

The silence and curiosity over the genuine concern was killing Lance, prompting him to question it as he held the door open for the blonde. "So you and Queen, huh?"

The blonde seemed taken aback by his question, shaking her head adamantly, "No, Oliver, he's my boss. We're just friends." She sounded as if she was trying to convince herself more than him.

He shook his head, "Listen. He's different since he got back, but he's still the same playboy he was when he left. Just, be careful, especially considering your other lifestyle." He tried to convince himself that he was advising more to protect her than anything else and that was at least partially true. Here was this girl who sacrificed a large part of her life to helping save people, she was too good for some playboy, no matter how genuine he seemed.

"Trust me Officer Lance there is nothing to worry about. Oliver and I, it's not going to happen." Her tone implied truthfulness, but he detected the slightest hint of sorrow. He shook his head, "Whatever you say Ms. Smoak."

The ride to her apartment was quiet after that, only broken by her instructions to the apartment. He barely registered what she was saying, thinking of how the Hood would handle watching the woman he loved falling for someone else. If it would break him and he would disappear like he did after the quake. The thoughts continued until he pulled up to her apartment complex.

"Thanks" she said with a small smile, "I really appreciate it."

"Just doing my job," he said with a smile. "Can't imagine what are mutual friend would do if something happened to you twice in one night."

Felicity let out a sigh, "Yeah, I was lucky he was nearby." Lance kept his expression neutral but he had a feeling he knew exactly why the Hood was nearby and it had nothing to do with luck.

"Right." She nodded and started to get out of the car and he felt compelled to say something, "Ms. Smoak." She turned her attention towards him, a curious expression on her face.

"I know it's not my place to say but you deserve better than Oliver Queen. With everything you do, you deserve someone who is willing to make the same sacrifices you do." He could swear he saw the faintest hint of a smile forming on her lips but it was gone a second later.

"Are you telling me to stay away from the nice safe office job so I can be near the dangerous Arrow job?" She shook her head, "Both of them do good, just in different ways."

"I'm just saying, be careful." He gave her a serious look and she nodded in agreement. "He doesn't know how lucky he is to have you, the Hood, Arrow, whatever name he goes by these days."

Felicity shook her head, "Yeah well, I'm lucky to have him too." And with that she walked into her building.

NOW I'm done with this one. :) I hope you liked it! Comments are loved!