Hi everyone! Time for the next chapter of memories forgotten :) And for all the people waiting for my new story and for the next chapter in 'A secret in all of us' I swear it's coming soon!

So this chapter Felicity is going to have some revelations, as well as some painful memories that are sad, so this will be sort of an angsty chapter, so will the next chapter, or at least i think so.

Hope you enjoy! :)

'A whole week..Dig a whole week!' Oliver said as he paced in the foundry.

'I know Oliver, I've been with you guys the entire time.' Dig said.

'She isn't remembering anything either! All she has remembered is becoming my secretary and small snippets in between. Have you noticed that every time she remembers something, the memories stop right before we talk about our night time activities!' Oliver said getting frustrated.

'Oliver, you said it yourself, it's only been a week. She was in a severe car crash, even her injuries are just starting to heal, it's going to take time for her to remember.'

'How much time Dig! How much time? What if she never remembers. She will be left wondering.'

'She'll be left wondering? Or will you?' Dig asked as he crossed his arms across his chest.

'What?' Oliver stopped and turned to face Dig.

'Are you sure that Felicity will be the one left wondering? Wondering what her life must have been like, all the things she did? Or will you wondering if she will ever remember you. Oliver..'

'That's not it Dig.'

'It's not? Cause it sure seems like it.'

'Like I said before Dig, maybe we should-'

'And as I said.' Dig said, standing up and cutting Oliver off. 'Felicity doesn't have any family now, we need to be there for her.' Oliver back up and sat down in Felicity's chair and scrubbed his hands over his face.

'But what if she never remembers?' Oliver asked in a small voice that surprised both himself and Dig.

'Then we face that problem if we get there. We need to give her time. Her body and mind are trying to play catch up.' Dig came over and placed a hand on Oliver's shoulder. 'She's a fighter Oliver, she's stronger. Just give her time.' Oliver nodded before getting up and starting his workout routine. An hour later Dig went home to Lyla for their date night when an idea dawned on Oliver. He went in the shower to wash off his work out before heading out to fulfill his plan.

Felicity sat on her couch, a bowl of popcorn in her lap and she watched a syfy marathon of Fringe, one of her favorite crime/science fiction shows. She was just starting the second season when she heard a knock on her door. She got up and looked through the peep hole to see Oliver standing outside her door.

Oliver was just about to knock again when the door opened.

'Oliver?' Felicity asked. 'What are you doing here? I'm you're of course welcome here, I just..well it's a late hour and you're here with a paper bag. Did you used to normally come over? Was this a normal thing for us..What are you doing here?' Felicity babbled on, a blush creeping on her face.

'I stopped by to see how you are doing. May I come in?'

'Y-yes, come in.' Felicity said, closing the door behind Oliver. Oliver turned to face Felicity, who wasn't paying attention and almost ran into him.

'I brought something for you.' Oliver said and pulled a bottle of wine from the paper bag, giving it to Felicity.

'Wine? I love red wine!'

'I know'

'Hmm..' Oliver smiled at Felicity's reaction. 'Oliver, this is..almost a two thousand dollar bottle of wine!' Felicity's voice squeaked on the last word, Oliver just gave a small laugh.

'Yes Felicity it is, it's not the one I promised you but..' Oliver stopped short when he looked at Felicity. She had her head turned to the side, but he could still see that she had this distant look in her eyes. 'Felicity?' Oliver said stepping closer to her 'Are you alright?' He asked and touched her shoulder.

Something had clicked when Oliver had mentioned the promise, she looked to the side as she recalled the details. She was still working in the IT department when he walked in. He was asking her to do something that involved wine of some sort? She couldn't remember all of it. She remembered saying she loved red wine. Then Oliver saying if she helped him one of the bottles of..of...something could be hers. She couldn't remember the wine. She remembered Oliver poked/tapped her on the shoulder. At the exact time Oliver touched the side of her shoulder, snapping her out of her trance.

'Felicity?' Oliver asked again, she looked at him and his eyes held concern.

'Promise.' Felicity said, his expression turned from concern to confused. 'The promise, of wine. You asked me to help you with something, and that if I did, one of the bottles would be mine, that's how you knew I liked red wine.' Oliver was smiling by the end of her sentence.

'You remember?' He asked.

'Not all of it, I don't remember the reason for it or the kin-' Felicity stopped thinking hard, and she snapped her fingers. 'Chateau Lafite Rothschild..um, I can't remember the year. 1972 or 82?'

'1982 Chateau Lafite Rothschild' Oliver said.

'That's it!' Felicity exclaimed. 'Oh my god I remembered something!' Felicity said excited. Felicity went into the kitchen to get glasses as Oliver opened the bottle, they toasted to her remembering something. The night progressed and Felicity fell asleep. Oliver picked her up, careful of her injuries and placed her in her bedroom on her bed. He pulled the covers up and leaned down to kiss her forehead. The action surprised himself. Her body and mind are trying to play catch up. John's words echoed in his mind and he gave a small smile at the sleeping beauty he stared at.

'Hopefully they catch up.' Oliver said with a sigh. He took off her glasses and left a note under them and left her apartment, locking the door behind him.

Felicity woke to the sun streaming in her room, hitting her face. She looked around wondering how she ended up in her bed, then she remembered Oliver coming over last night with the wine. She remembered having a memory and it made her smile. She turned to get her glasses and let out a squeak of pain from her ribs.

'Right, fractured ribs. No turning.' Felicity said to herself as blew a piece of hair out of her face. She slowly pushed herself up and turned to grabbed her glasses, and saw the note under neath it.

Felicity,

Tomorrow when you wake up, if you feel like going to QC to go through a daily routine text John or I and we will come get you on our way in. But if you don't feel up to it don't push yourself. If you do feel up to eat, I'll only take you in if you take your pain pills, I know you don't want to but please, and don't forget to eat breakfast. I know if you get excited you sometimes forget too.

Oliver.

Felicity felt her breath catch as she how read the note. She was amazed that he knew about her habits of getting herself excited, and that she doesn't like pain pills. She hadn't told him that. She felt the same tick in her heart as she did in the hospital, and that she has been feeling in the past week. Is there more going on between Oliver and I? Felicity wondered to herself. She brushed it off to worry about later as she got up and slowly got dressed. She took her pain pills and was about to start making breakfast when she texted Oliver.

-I am up, thank you for the note, and I would like to go to QC today

-Did you take you pain pills and eat breakfast?

-Yes, Mom! Felicity sent and giggled as she ate her toast and eggs.

-Very funny..Dig and I will be by in 30 minutes to pick you up.

Felicity finished eating and put on some makeup, mostly concealer, and had just finished when she heard a knock at the door. She opened it to find Oliver standing there.

'Please don't ever call me mom again.' Was the first thing Oliver said and it sent Felicity in a fit of laughter.

'Oh god, don't make me laugh it hurts' She said as she wiped tears from her eyes. The two headed downstairs and into the car as all three headed to QC. The majority of the day had gone by well, Felicity sat in her old chair and her and Diggle had talked while Oliver worked in his office and had meetings. They all had lunch together at this Italian restaurant, they stepped off the elevator when Felicity started to talk.

'Speaking of which, thank you ver much for the wine Oliver last night.'

'You two had wine?' Dig asked.

'Yes red wine, it even helped me remember something!' Felicity said. "I only wish that my brother was here to enjoy it.' John and Oliver gave each other a nervous look as Felicity rounded her desk 'He loves red wine, but he's-' Felicity was cut short when a memory hit her like a freight train.

Felicity and John were at Big Belly Burger eating. Discussing any progress they had on finding Oliver. For the moment they had taken a break and were talking like two normal friends.

'What should I get my brother for his birthday? I need to get him a gift, it's in two weeks.'

'And you're asking me?' John asked.

'Well you're a guy, and you were in the military, and you're my friend, so but all of them together and there you go.' Felicity said and John gave a chuckle.

'Your brother is in the military? How long?'

'Four years.. haven't seen him in a while, he left right before I started helping you two. Hey, can you send wine to people in the military?'

'Yeah, as long it gets approved.'

'I'll send him red wine, he loves' red wine!'

'Seems to run in the family.' John said and the two laughed when they heard the bell to the door open and Felicity looked up to see a man dressed in miliaty uniform walk in.

'Oh my, it's Ron! He's a friend of my brother, stationed in the place as him. Ron!' She said ushering him over. She got up to greet him and he approached the table with a horrible, grief look on his face. 'Ron, this is John-..Ron? Are you alright?' Ron looked up to Felicity and a tear escaped him. 'Ron? Where's my brother?' She asked. 'Ron..Ron...RON!' Felicity kept saying, her voice kept getting higher and higher. John stood up and looked at the man

'I'm so sorry Felicity' He said and she felt her knees go weak. John caught her as she crumbled to the floor and just kept sobbing 'No'.

'Felicity? Felicity?' She kept hearing her name called over and over again by two people, she looked up to find Oliver next to her and John across from her, both with a look of deep concern on their faces.

'Felicity?' Oliver said in a lighter tone and he touched her shoulder and she just stared at John as tears escaped her eyes.

'My..my brother.' She whispered out.

'Felicity..i'm so sorry.' Oliver said. She whipped her head and looked at him with anger.

'You knew too!' She yelled at him and he moved to touch her again. 'Don't! Don't' She said backing away from Oliver and away from John.

'Felicity please.' John begged.

'No, you knew that he..that he..' She couldn't get the words out and she let out a sob, which burned her ribs but she didn't care. 'And you just didn't say anything for the last week as you let me ramble on about him, about how I wanted to see him.'

'Felicity, we didn't know what your reaction would be.' Oliver started.

'My reaction? My reaction?' She yelled then stopped and just held her hands up. 'Just..' And she started to back away.

'Felicity.' John began.

'Don't..I'll catch a cab h-home. I..I need time..my parents, I just..just stay away from me for the day or two..' Felicity said and felt her heartbreak for a reason she couldn't pinpoint besides her brother's death.

'Felicity, please.' Oliver begged and took a step forward but she just took one back. She turned to leave.

'I just need to see my parents and..and I just need-'

'You can't Felicity..' Oliver said.

'Oliver!' John barked out.

'What..why?' She said and just stared at Oliver and John. She closed her eyes and took a breath and opened them. 'Why can't I see my parents?' There was a silence between the three of them that gave Felicity an even sicker feeling in her stomach. Each second passing by felt like an eternity before Oliver spoke up.

'Because they died too..' He said. His voice seemed loud and soul shattering. It bounced off the marble floors and smacked Felicity in the face as her world fell apart.