JUST ANOTHER QUICK SHORT CHAPTER … I WAS HAVING TOO MUCH FUN

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"Mr Queen, Miss Lance" the waiter said gesturing them towards their table. Oliver was completely lost in his own thoughts; he knew he came to dinner with Laurel but he didn't know how he got there, didn't know if she had said anything and hadn't even realised that he sat down leaving the waiter to pull out Laurel's chair.

"Ollie, you going to get the usual?" Laurel asked, staring at him, trying to bring him back to reality.

"Erm … yeah, yeah, sorry I'm just thinking".

"About Felicity and Roy, Ollie don't think about that let them enjoy themselves, yes they were a little late, but they never have been before, and it's not like you have never been late or that your personal life does not sometime impact work", Oliver knew there was truth to this and he knew that he was upset because he missed her. He missed Felicity, he was not angry because she was late or hung over, he missed everything about her and what they were, which he knew was ridiculous because they were never a were they were a never has been. But there is something, he knew that, something special.

"Yeah, let's just enjoy dinner" he said back, he didn't want to discuss this not with her.

The week went by quickly and it was time for team arrow to say goodbye to Diggle and Lyla for their honeymoon, they would be gone for a week. Felicity knew that she would miss him and it wouldn't be the same without him in the lair and on their missions. She knew that this would also show them what it would be like when the baby came, he wouldn't be there that often anymore. She couldn't help but feel that he was the mediator in the team, now with him gone she couldn't help but think that for the next week it would always be a battle between Roy and herself and Oliver and Laurel. She was thankful for Roy, if he wasn't there she would be all alone with those two and she didn't know if she could handle that.

In the lair, Roy and Oliver were sparring, Felicity was updating their system and Laurel was working on case files. Laurel had left after she finished her reports, once she had left the whole team felt a little relaxed. Roy had begun to make some jokes with Oliver about who has the best abs and that he could deffo do more salmon ladder hits in a minute than he could. Felicity had walked over with her phone and said that she wanted to actually see who could do more on the ladder in a minute; Roy pouted when she bet against him and said that Oliver would definitely do more than him. She had betted right Oliver did about 25 in a minute with Roy managing 12.

"Roy, it's ok you win some you lose some, in my case win some win some" Oliver started to laugh, he hadn't laughed in ages as he pushed Roy lightly and flexed his arms, showing off.

"Alright, alright Rambo, you have had more practise than me, let's try this again a month from now, and remember your getting old, grandpa" he said back as he too started to flex his muscles.

"That's enough boys, and yes I am emphasising the word boys, you two and your toys" she walked over to the salmon ladder and grabbed onto it, she was thankful that it was on the first bar, if Oliver had left it on the top bar, she would never reach it let alone know how to get up there to reach. She started to swing herself, like a child ion the monkey bars.

"Ohh Blondie, hahah, that is never going to happen, never" Roy started laughing as he walked over to her tickled her and ran to grab a shower.

"Hey … you never know, I could, if I put my mind on something I can achieve it like the time I learned to play tennis .. I was pretty bad at it but I won a match once … even if it was an 11 year old boy who lived on street … I still won" she shouted back at Roy still swinging on the ladder. She wondered why she never swung on it before; she watched Oliver walk up to her shirtless, sweaty, she tried really hard to keep her mind off things that someone really shouldn't be thinking about.

"Do you trust me?" he asked smiling, she knew it was a sincere smile, he showed teeth, his beautiful, straight white teeth.

"Yes" she answered wondering if it was a trick question, she still hung on the ladder, until he jumped and grabbed the bar too, his body leaning against her back, she could feel his warmth, she could smell him, he was sweaty but smelt amazing. His hands were a few inches away from hers holding onto the bar.

"Hold on tight ok, don't let go, trust me" he said as he placed his left leg between hers, he begun to swing the pair of them, she could feel his chin on her shoulder, could feel his stubble tickling her neck, then he pushed them up onto the next level on the ladder and did the same until they were at the top.

"Omg, wow, that was, scary, and I did not know you could do that with another person on the bar as well, wow sorry, the amount of burgers I eat I'm hardly light and wow can we go again" her heart was racing, such adrenaline, no wonder this relieved Oliver of all his worries and stress, it felt like she was flying, she was scared but his leg was linked between hers, she felt that even if she let go his leg were strong enough to hold her. It had been so long since she was this close to him, she missed him, she knew what he meant when he said he missed us, she missed them too, but she was slowly beginning to heal and get over Oliver Queen she couldn't go back to those feelings. She can't have those feelings creep their way back up, she couldn't go back to square one, where she would cry herself to sleep, and look in the mirror and lie to herself. He dropped down on the mat and looked up at her.

"Let go ok, I've got you" he reassured her, it wasn't that high but, she wasn't experienced, she could let go, land bad on her ankle or something, knowing how clumsy she is, she would jump and completely miss that mat and bang her head against something. She held her breath and let go, her feet didn't even touch the ground, Oliver had caught her, she was in his arms, she opened her eyes and looked at him, smiling, she thought she too should show some teeth. There it was thought Oliver the look, she was looking into him, deep, he felt like she could read his thoughts, read his mind, read his memories, look into his soul. Slowly, slowly he is getting her back, he held her for longer the necessary not putting her down, but she didn't protest, it wasn't until Roy came out when he let her go. Just before they left she thanked him and squeezed his shoulder like he had done so many times before she walked away. He knew looking at her that this wasn't like the other times since Slade, this time she would be back.

Whilst Felicity walked away she began to have a conversation with herself, what the hell was she thinking, didn't she just discuss how much she has accomplished staying away from him, she began to shout at her feelings, nope you are not coming back not for Oliver Queen remember what Laurel said, remember what Laurel said, remember what Laurel said. She had to walk away.