Happy New Year Everyone,

just wanting to let you know that I have changed Donna's Character and the relationship she had with Felicity a little compared to the version of her in Arrow. Hope you like it still.

It was a lazy Sunday morning and Felicity was enjoying the feeling of being wrapped up in Oliver's arms on this raining weekend. It was a tradition they were trying to keep to, Arrow free Sundays. No saving the city, no work, no talk of work, no phones, which was a hard one for Felicity but she figured if Oliver was with her, there was no reason for anyone to be calling her, unless it was the office, which broke the rule of no work. This also gave Dig time with Lyla and Sara and Roy a chance to have a life outside of the team. So far it was working, nothing life threatening has stood in the way of enjoying this one day to themselves.

"Ok, everyone who needs to know now knows we are engaged, but we are going to have to talk about the media." Oliver could feel Felicity slightly tense under the thought of having to out her private life, but she understood that it was better if they leaked the news than someone else.

"What are we suppose to do, invite all the media to our apartment and give them the news there and then and say, okay that's all, thanks for coming now leave."

Oliver laughed.

"Not quite, but it could work. How about we invite one magazine, a respectable one, and give them the whole story and leave the others to pick at the leftovers."

"Problem with that is, what is actually our story Oliver? I mean, I don't want to come off as the office romance that slept my way to my position and we can't mention anything about me working for you outside of QC because they'd want to know what for. It's not like we have really been seen out together on dates so unless they thought I was pregnant like Roy suspected, this engagement is really going to be coming from no where and seem really odd to most people."

Oliver could see Felicity was a little bit out of her comfort zone, since she was not going to be able to control the situation completely.

"Hey, look at me." He placed his hand under her chine and pulled it up so she was now looking into his eyes.

"They don't need to know everything, this is our life, our story and as much as I wish I could go out and tell them how you saved my life, more than once, and how you have been by my side while we saved this city together, that story is only for us and the ones close enough to us that matter. To everyone else, we can tell them whatever we want."

She smiled at Oliver's words and placed her head back on his chest.

"You're right. Plus I can just hack into any article and change a few things if I'm not happy"

"That's my girl."

The sound of a rumble and gurgle coming from Felicity's stomach brought them back to reality.

"Was that?"

"What, a work out like that in the morning is bound to make a girl hungry."

Oliver laughed as he pulled the blanket back and put on a pair of sweat pants.

"I'll make us some breakfast while you take a shower, how does that sound?"

"Mom pancakes and coffee?"

"With extra maple syrup."

"You know me too well Oliver Queen."

"I'd want to hope so" He called back, now in the kitchen looking for the ingredients.

Over the last few months his knowledge for cooking has expanded. At first it was a fun joke for Felicity to show Oliver how to do something as easy as boil pasta or put a roast in the oven, but over time, he seemed more keen to teach himself so he could surprise Felicity with dinner on the nights that she had to work late at the office. He bought books and watched videos online and even cooked the same meal and few times during the day just to make sure it was perfect for dinner. Seeing the domestic side of Oliver shine through turned Felicity on in ways she couldn't imagine. It soon became a habit of sex before dinner. Oliver even went as far as buying a chefs hat and apron to add to the fantasy, making sure he was wearing nothing underneath.

Felicity walked out into the kitchen towel drying her hair with both hands, with another towel wrapped around her body.

"I don't smell those pancakes…are you naked under the apron again because I don't know if my body can take another round just yet."

She looked up the colour drained from her face, frozen on the spot and her mouth not wanting to move.

"Felicity, you didn't tell me your mother was coming to visit"

Felicity just kept looking from Oliver to her mum and back again, completely forgetting that she was standing naked under a towel in the middle of the lounge room.

"Mum? What are you? I didn't expect-"

"Well I thought I'd come down and surprise you since I had some quiet time at work."

"You got fired again didn't you?"

"Excuse me but I'm able to hold a job thank you very much young lady."

Felicity just stood there.

"But yes I did get fired. So I thought what a great opportunity to come visit my one and only daughter, and what I surprise it was when the door opened and I saw this handsome man standing behind it, shirtless and all."

Oliver couldn't help but smile, but it came out more like a laugh.

"Mum this is Oliver, Oliver this is my mother Donna."

"It's a pleasure to meet you Ms Smoak."

"Please call me Donna, Oliver…?"

"Queen" he answered

When Donna turned to Felicity, the look of excitement and lust shinning from her face made Felicity want to bury herself in a hole. She walked into the bedroom and quickly found some clothes to put on. So much for their relaxing Sunday tradition she thought.

Oliver was now in the bathroom taking a shower and taking much longer than he normally would, most likely trying to give Felicity some space with her mother. She could see the surprised looked on his face as he walked away from them. Not only was he meeting his fiancés mum for the first time, but he was meeting someone that his fiancé NEVER spoke of, so having her rock up unexpected at their front door was the last thing he expected. The only words Felicity had ever said about her mother to him were "my mum is, well my mum…" and that was it, at the time he left it and didn't push further but he always wanted to know more, even if it was just so he could know more about Felicity.

"Please tell me you and Mr Queen got a little dirty last night."

"Ew mum, boundaries please."

"I'm taking that as a yes."

"Take it however you like; I'm not answering that question with a yes or a no."

"You're no fun. My only daughter is young and gorgeous, I'm meant to live vicariously through you."

"No, you are my mature mother who is meant to act her age and not dress like my sister"

Donna looked down and her bright pink bra that you could see through her white mesh singlet with a very short pair of denim shorts seemed to be an outfit she was proud of. Felicity couldn't disagree on the fact that her mum did have an amazing body for her age, but still, she never wore anything like that and probably never will, so seeing her mum in outfits like that is not the best way for her fiancé to meet her mother for the first time.

"Mum honestly, why are you here? I haven't seen you since I moved to Starling City and by this point I'm more used to the text messages and phone calls."

Donna sighed, deciding it was best to just come out with the truth.

"Things back home are complicated and I was hoping I could stay with you for a little bit while I get back on my feet."

Felicity's face dropped at the request.

"I promise I won't be in the way of any late night booty calls" Oliver took that moment to step back out into the lounge with a t-shirt and jeans on, only to see Donna turn to him and then back at Felicity as she winked.

"That might be a problem you see-"

The phone started ringing and Felicity felt like her mind was going to explode with everything that was suddenly happening

"What's going on?" Oliver asked

"Mum has asked if she can stay here for a little while…" Felicity turned to Oliver, hoping he would have some realistic excuse as to why that wouldn't work.

*BEEEEEP*

"Hi Felicity, it's Thea, just seeing if you are free for lunch. I thought we could go look at some wedding dresses and venues. Oh my god do you even have a date yet? Ah this is so exciting, call me back."

Could this get any worse Felicity thought?

"AHHHHHHHH! OH MY GOD!" Felicity took a step back at the loud screams suddenly coming from her mother and the way she began to jump up and down on the spot.

"WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME YOU WERE ENGAGED? Is it to Oliver?"

Her question made Oliver step back.

"No mum it's to the guy down the hall." Felicity realised that her mum still didn't quiet get sarcasm from the look she was no receiving.

"Of course it's Oliver, why else would he be living here if I was engaged to someone else."

Felicity's frustration was getting to her and she knew she would snap at any minute now.

"We have so much to do! Your dress, the location, I'm thinking the beach in the summer, the food which will have to be very tasteful for all of Oliver's upper class friends, invitations, the bridesmaids dresses, though since you don't really have many friends we may have to call in some old family members for that one."

"ENOUGH!"

Donna stopped speaking instantly as she saw the fury on Felicity's face.

"THIS is why I didn't tell you, because what you want and what I want are two different things. You know so little about the person I have become that you don't even know what type of wedding your own daughter would want. Something a little girl dreams and talks about the moment she knows what a wedding and marriage is. But you never were around to hear what my dreams were. You know so little of me that you don't even realize that I have friends, yes most of them are male, but that is because I lost one of my very close friends early this year. She was murdered." Felicity could feel Oliver tense slightly as Felicity mentioned Sara's death, but he stood his ground for her.

"I have friends in Central City who is taking care of one of my friends who had been in a coma for almost a year, so excuse me while you sit back and talk about one of the happiest days of my life considering you haven't been around for some of the hardest moments in my life."

Oliver reached out a put a hand on her shoulder, only for her to pull away and walk towards the bedroom door, which she slammed quickly behind her.

Oliver stood there in silence as Donna kept her eyes on the bedroom door.

"Maybe you should go for a walk around the city a little bit while she calms down."

"Please, everything she has said about me is true; it's about time it blew up in my face."

Donna picked up her handbag, but kept her suitcase in the lounge room. As she reached out for the door, she turned back to Oliver.

"I'm glad you were their for her during all this, some of it sounds like it would have been really difficult. My girl maybe strong but the doesn't mean she doesn't get scared sometimes."

She gently closed the door behind her, leaving Oliver now standing on his own, with a Smoak girl behind each door.

Oliver went into their bedroom when he was sure Donna was not going to knock on their front door after forgetting something he is sure she would have left behind. He found Felicity sitting on their bed, hugging a large pillow to her chest and her face buried into the top of it.

"Babe…can I come in?" He softly asked, wanting to make sure Felicity wanted his company and not just needing time to herself. He could see her nod against the pillow, so he walked over to the bed and sat beside her, putting his arm around her shoulder and pulling her towards his chest.

"So that's my mother…" she whispered into the pillow.

Oliver couldn't help but smile at the childish voice she was using.

"Really? Because I don't see a lot of you in her…besides the fact that you are both blonde."

Felicity gave him a look, knowing that he is aware that she dyes it.

He gave her a few more minutes of silence in his arms before he asked any further questions.

"Why haven't ever spoken about your mum?"

Felicity snuggled even further into Oliver's chest, letting go of the pillow to wrap her arms around his torso instead.

"Because there never was much to say. After my dad left us she got really depressed and would go off for days at a time and leave me in the house by myself. Thankfully I was good friends with the next door neighbour who offered to cook for me and let me stay at their house until she returned but she never said where she went or what she did, she'd just pack up and go." Oliver began to run his fingers through her hair, not wanting to say anything but wanting to let her know he was here to listen.

"When I was in high school I noticed the drinking and partying as if she was my age and I knew that I needed to do whatever I could to get out of Las Vegas and start a life for myself because I knew, that if I stayed, I'd end up watching over her like those children that feel like they are responsible for their parents actions, but end up losing ever chance they have at a life of their own while they watch their own mother waist her life away. I know, I'm a horrible person that didn't care enough about her own mother to stay and help."

"Hey, don't you ever say that. A bad person is not a sentence anyone would ever use to describe you. From the sounds of it you did want any person would have done to survive and have their own life and there is no shame in that." He kissed her forehead.

"I got good grades, well, great grades, enough to give myself a full ride into MIT with a scholarship. I called and wrote here and there to make sure she was okay and eventually our relationship became one based around technology. I invited her out to visit when I first moved to Starling City and she was 'too busy' to catch the 2 hour flight out just for a weekend, so to have her suddenly show up, right when we are planning our wedding, where I should be excited to plan such a big part of my life with my own mother and share all these moments with her, it turns out she is only here because she wants a place to stay and I wouldn't be surprised if she soon turns around and asks for money."

Felicity took a moment to catch her breath. Oliver brought her closer to his chest so he wrap his arms around her and comfort her in the only way he could think of.

"I'm sorry Felicity." She sniffed back her tears and looked up into his eyes.

"Why do you need to say sorry, none of this is because of you."

"I know, but I'm sorry that your mother doesn't see you for the bright, beautiful, amazing woman that you are and I am sorry that she doesn't appreciate you, because you deserve nothing less."

He placed his hand on her cheek and pulled her face towards him so he could kiss her. It was slow and soft, enough to express all his feelings in his actions. It was cut short to the sound of both Felicity and Oliver's mobiles ringing at the same time, which was never a good sign. Felicity reached over to her side of the bed to grab her phone as Oliver did the same

"Diggle" Felicity questioned

"Thea" Oliver replied

They answered quickly,

"Felicity, you may want to turn on the TV to channel nine."

"Thea what's up?" Oliver asked, trying to sound calm

"Hey big brother, do me a favour and stay calm as you turn on channel eleven."

Oliver and Felicity both looked at one another as they each walked towards a television, one in the lounge room and the other in the bedroom.

"You heard it Starling City, from the most reliable source out there, Oliver Queen, ex CEO of Queen Consolidated and former billionaire is getting married to his EA at time of his involvement at QC, a Miss Felicity Smoak."

Felicity took a step back from the TV and sat, luckily landing on a seat, as she wasn't even looking where she was going.

"A blonde woman walked into a bridal boutique thirty minutes ago claiming to be Miss Smoak's mother and was asking questions on behalf of her daughter. When the sales assistant asked what type of wedding her daughter was wanting to have, Donna Smoak replied with "most likely a big expensive one since she is marrying Oliver Queen."

The camera cut to the news reporter interviewing the sales assistant who looked like she was more than happy to be giving up information that any news station would be happy to pay her substantially for.

"Miss Edwards, can you please tell us what happened?"

"This lady walked in and was just browsing; I noticed that she didn't have an engagement ring on so I assumed she wasn't looking for herself. I asked what I could help her with and she blurted the whole thing out. She said that her daughter was going to marry Oliver Queen and that they hadn't told anyone yet, she was going into detail about how this Felicity works for him and that she needed a big lavish dress for this huge prestige wedding."

"And did you help?"

"Of course, I took her over to our designer labels and had a few options put on hold for her. She said she would bring her daughter back to have a look."

"Thank you Miss Edwards."

The camera cut the sales lady out of the picture and turned straight to the news reporter.

"Could this be a shot gun wedding or a blessing in disguise for Mr Queen? Either way, wedding bells are in the air. This is Courtney O'Neil, channel nine news."

Oliver came out of the bedroom after watching a very similar interview on channel eleven and walked right up to Felicity, not sure on how she would be taking this broadcast, he got to the side of the couch as the front door opened and Donna walked back in. They both looked at her and didn't say a word, but the hate and betrayal in Felicity's eyes made Oliver place his hand on her shoulder for support. Donna looked from Felicity to Oliver and back at her daughter, a confused look on her face.

"What did I miss?"