THIS IS A SHORTER CHAPTER BUT I FELT IT WAS NECESSARY TO SHOW THIS, I AM LOOKING AT DEVELOPING THIS STORY QUITE A LOT, OLICITY ALL THE WAY BUT IT MIGHT TAKE A WHILE FOR THESE TWO TO GET TOGETHER.
THANK YOU TO EVERYONE READING AND TO THE REVIEWS I AM BLOWN AWAY, SURPRISED, IM GLAD YOUR ENJOYING IT, SO AM I.
Oliver had text everybody to come in around 1PM on Saturday he wanted to start the search for a missing boy which had been reported as being kidnapped by the Italian Mafia which were situated in the more up town of the Glades. It had been a few days since the baby shower and what Oliver thought as finally getting back to normal was Felicity was completely shut down when she came into QC the next day, still in her very professional manner and attire and in the foundry that night she still kept her distance. Oliver was on the salmon ladder when Digg, came in, Laurel was already at her desk attempting to find anything she could on the internet about who would take the boy, the three of them waited for Roy and Felicity.
Half an hour later Roy and Felicity walked through the door, everyone turned and stared at them, Roy in his usually hoody and jeans, but since his red hoody had become his costume, he never wore a red hoody out an about he missed it. Felicity had opted for some light blue jeans, a black jumper with longs sleeves which she had tugged and covered her hands in; the jumper was just above her belt and was much longer in the back. She wore some brown ankle boots; everyone noticed that they were both wearing sunglasses, what seemed to be matching sunglasses. Felicity walked up to her desk and shifted her hair back and put it up in a messy bun. "What … you guys are late, what is with the shades its dark in here?" Oliver growled at both of them, looking back and forth between them confused.
"Shhh" they both said at the same time, Roy went to sit on the mats and he held his head. "Oliver … shh, not to loud please, we sort of went clubbing last night so please no shouting." Felicity said this time as she turned her computers on, and took out her water bottle.
"Sort of went clubbing, what how can you two be so reckless and text you last night telling you to be here, you both knew" he shouted at them, he knew deep down inside of him it wasn't because they went clubbing but because Felicity had gone out, enjoyed herself yet again without him.
"Oliver dude .." it was Roy who spoke this time, he got up went over to him, Roy went over to Felicity's side, took off his sunglasses and glared at Oliver, trying to show him that he is not intimated by him. "Not that it's any of your business what we do outside of, shall we say business hours, but I'm working at a nightclub in the glades, I was finishing early asked Felicity to join me, I introduced her to some of the other staff and well we got drunk, pretty drunk. We didn't see the text message until this morning, when we got home" although he had the worst hangover ever, he was firm and sharp with his delivery.
"Your right it's none of my business, but when your personal lives begin to affect the work we do here then that is when we have a problem" he shouted looking at Felicity, who just sat in her chair typing away, not looking at him. He was testing her to see whether she would say anything, but she just ignored him whilst wincing every time he raised his voice because of her headache.
"Ok so we're a little late, otherwise …" Roy continued he knew Oliver was being a jerk.
"A little late, you two were reckless, what if I needed you last night, being late is unacceptable, in that time it took you two to get here the kid of died" he shouted walking up to Roy, his face practically touching his, but Roy stood his ground, Oliver moved to Felicity who had placed her sunglasses on top of her head, he leaned over the desk, in her space looking at her, she never turned to look at him as she continued to type on her keyboard, face ice cold looking at the screen in front of her.
"Well if you must know SCPD, found the boy, he is back with his family, they found him in a warehouse not far from the Glades" Felicity finally spoke, pushing her chair back and walking away towards the bathroom. Oliver watched as she walked away, her hands fidgeting, pulling her sleeves, covering her hands.
"Ollie … let it go ok, yes they should have not gone that far but they deserve some down time too you know, they deserve to go out and enjoy themselves" Laurel chipped in, she stood up, folded her arms across her chest, glaring at him, she tried to reason with him. Felicity came back in the room, her hair was pulled back in her usually ponytail, and she had put on her glasses and removed her sunglasses. She walked back to her desk.
"Felicity, try and find out what you can about these guys, where they are, the boy may be safe but I don't want these thugs out there ok" Oliver said sternly, trying to lower his voice, he knew he took it too far, he wanted to apologise to both of them, but he kept biting his tongue.
"Already on it, we should have some news in an hour or so hopefully, hopefully sooner" she responded, as she looked at her screens. Oliver walked over to the mats with Diggle.
"So .. did you do at least have fun?" asked Laurel, as she walked up to them, with the biggest grin on her face. As Oliver and Diggle had just started, preparing some of their equipment and they could hear.
"Yeah actually we did a bit too much to drink but yeah lots of fun right Blondie?"
"Yeah … yeah fun" she said as she managed to curl her lips into a smile at Laurel.
"Any cute guys there, I have not been clubbing in ages, I'm sure a club in the Glades attracts some pretty good looking guys" Laurel asked, she knew exactly what she was doing.
"Erm … not really no" Felicity responded, she quickly glanced at Oliver who was clearly listening to their conversation. "Just one guy Mark" she added scratching her head.
"His name was Mike … and the whole night you called him Mark and told him he was the most boring person ever because he worked in a call centre" Roy chipped in, wanting to get rid of the tension in the room, lightening it up a bit.
"Doesn't mean that Mark wasn't cute" Felicity added twitching her nose at him.
"Mike" he corrected her laughing.
"You say Tomato I say tomatoe … whatever"
Felicity had managed to locate the mafia members who had taken the boy and team arrow including Laurel, went out to find them, catch and hand them over to the police. Felicity was left alone in the lair, as she waited for others to get back. She began to think, she knew that it was become harder and harder to ignore Oliver and distance her from him, when all she wanted to do was argue, shout at him, hug him, kiss him. Wait she thought going off topic Smoak, back to what she was saying, maybe she shouldn't degrade herself and should argue back, even she was trying to keep her distance, Oliver Queen should not shout at her and get away with it. In what seemed like forever she had a friend, yes Dig was her friend, family, fatherish figure, but he wasn't the watch films with, gossip, and go out clubbing with type of guy. Roy had slowly become her best friend, little brother, they often discussed their lives whilst slummed on the sofa, eating take out, he would always talk about Thea and how much he missed her and waiting for her return so he could explain himself to her. So what she thought if she went out and let loose, she needed it, so what if she spoke to some guys, spoke to Mark, she is allowed a life, she has no ties or obligations to anyone.
When the team got back, Diggle quickly left, Lyla needed him back for dinner, Laurel said she would wait for Oliver to change so they could head to dinner and Roy was in the shower. It was her, Oliver and Laurel alone in the lair, she wanted to have Harry Potter's invisibility cloak so she could get the hell out of there. Out of nowhere, she didn't even know where she got the courage; she walked up to Oliver and tapped him on the shoulder using her index finger. "Hey, I just wanted to say that I'm sorry we came in late, my fault, got into the car, ran back to grab my tablet and then couldn't remember where I placed it and … anyways sorry for being late, won't happen again, as for … just hear me out … as for going out with Roy, I had fun and he is right we are allowed a life outside of these walls so I will not apologise for that" She looked at him, Oliver could feel her eyes staring into his but it wasn't the same as before, she was staring but she was a deer in headlights, she wasn't looking directly into his eyes, the core of his pupils, the point in which he always felt exposed, like she was looking directly into his soul. Roy came out of the shower pointing at Felicity and with that before he could say anything she turned around, she nodded her head at Laurel. He watched as she linked her arm into Roy's and they walked away. She walked away.