"Are you nervous?" Asked Lyla as she applied make up on Felicity.
"What" she shook her head, "no of course not, why would I be nervous", nervous was not the word she would use to describe what she is feeling more like freaking out.
"I was so nervous when I married John, I was walking down the aisle and I thought my legs would give in, I was worried id trip or forget what I need to say" Lyla applied some lipstick on her.
"Yeah, but you and John's wedding was real, so real nerves, this is fake" Felicity chipped in looking in the mirror after Lyla finished.
"I am nervous, I don't know why, I just I'm scared" she admitted, she hadn't told anyone not even Roy that she was scared not because the keeper could kidnap them, but scared that the feelings that she had buried deep inside of her the feelings that she has fought so hard to forget about would arise. She would be failing herself, if she allowed herself to feel those feelings again, she had worked so hard to be where she is, in an Oliver freeish world. She was interrupted with a knock at the door, Lyla opened it to reveal Laurel.
"Lyla could you give me and Felicity a minute" Laurel asked.
"Laurel, hey, hi, Oliver said you may be coming" what the hell was she doing here she thought.
"I know that I am the last person you want to see and I know I apologised for punching you, but I was not sincere" she took a seat next to Felicity. "I am sincere now when I say, I'm sorry, I never meant to hurt you or your feelings, I was selfish and spiteful and ... Felicity all I wanted and all I saw was Oliver and how much I wanted to be with him no matter what and who got in the way" she genuinely meant it. "I ... I know that this is not for real and I know Oliver has been trying but I'm sure after today you will understand" she stands up about to leave "Felicity, I'm sorry about everything I said, it's not true Oliver never used you to save me" she began to leave.
"Laurel" Felicity called out to her, "do you want to come today, I mean you don't have to, even though it isn't real and maybe weird because Oliver is you know your ex and ..."
"Felicity I would love to come"
She smiled, "Lyla" Laurel called for her , "let's make her look a billion bucks".
At Oliver's apartment the three men were changing into their suits, "so you all know the plan right, surveillance on the hotel, let him take us, follow him, we need to know where his base is" Oliver reminded the two men.
"Yes Boss" Roy says as he tries to arrange his tie.
Diggle watched Oliver, he could tell he was nervous, he was sweating, snappy, fidgety, he watched the man fiddle with his bow tie for over 15 minutes, never satisfied with the outcome. "Oliver man its fine" Diggle gestured towards his bow tie.
"No it's not, Felicity is always the one that fixes it before anything and ..." He kept trying to make it look straight and even, he took it apart again until Diggle came over and helped him.
"You're nervous" Diggle stated.
"No" he wouldn't admit it but he was terrified, why had he suggested this.
"It's ok if you are man, I would be too even if it is a setup it's still nerve racking" Diggle reached over and have Oliver a hug; he caught him by surprise but was relieved when he had returned his hug.
"Now, now anybody would think you two are getting married" Roy grinned earning looks from both men, the three of them left the apartment and got into Oliver's Bentley, and as usual Diggle drove.
"Alright Felicity come out" Lyla called as her a Laurel waited in anticipation to see how she looks, as they sipped champagne. When Felicity walked out of her room the two women were mesmerised.
Felicity came out of her room, wearing a beautifully white glistening strapless dress which hugged her curves; it was tight and showed off her body. It hung on her curves tightly but enough to allow room for her to move in, it was long straight down the bottom and had a trail, where in the sun it sparkled. Her hair was put up, strands of her hair fell in front of her face, and she wore a bright Silver bracelet.
"So how do I look" she asked nervously.
"He is going to die when he sees you" Laurel said, earning an honest smile from Felicity.
"I have a gift for you from Oliver, wanted me to give it to you today" Lyla says handing her the present. When Felicity opened the box she found a note it read, something old, something new, something borrowed and something blue.
Inside the box there was a necklace, a vintage necklace, which had blue crystal diamonds all the way around, she took a deep breath it was so beautiful, she got the something old, blue and borrowed but she didn't get the new, until she flipped it over seeing an encryption, his initials and hers, was he serious she thought, can't be, stupid Oliver she wanted to run back into her room, it's all fake and all lies and then he goes and he does this.
Lyla helps put the necklace on for Felicity, she noticed the blonde went awfully quiet and determined it had something to do with nerves.
At the service Oliver, Roy and Diggle stood at the front, Oliver had his hands in his pocket, he was nervous as hell, it was all becoming to real, he didn't know if he could pull it off, he wanted to make a run for it but went against it, she would turn up looming beautiful and he isn't there. God he could not wait to see her, her in her dress, it didn't matter though he thought even if she came in sweatpants she would still be the most beautiful person in the world. They had been waiting for 10 minutes, was she getting cold feet he thought?
Diggle witness the stress Oliver was in, now that she was late, he walked outside to see whether he can see the cars and the girls so they could start the show already and get to the bar, the bar at the hotel, private booth just for them and drinks were on Oliver he couldn't wait, Lyla's mum would be taking care of Lizzy all night, as he had asked Lyla to be extra eyes and ears tonight. He watched the car arrive and watched as Lyla and Laurel walked out, he walked up to the car and helped Felicity out. Wow she looked beautiful, amazing, she was glowing literally he thought.
"You look beautiful Felicity" Digg pecked her on the cheek.
"Thanks Digg" she swallowed, she did not want to do this, every inch of her body was screaming at her to get out, she wanted to run but even if she could, even in these hells she couldn't do that to Oliver, she couldn't leave him waiting at the altar, she couldn't be selfish towards him and the mission. "Can you guys go ahead I just need a minute with Digg" Felicity asked as both the girls walked into the church waiting for them.
"Your nervous, he is too Felicity" Diggle admitted.
"I'm so scared Digg" tears begun to stream down her face, as Diggle went to dry them, "I have fought against myself for so long to bury any feelings I have for him and I was doing a pretty good job... Until now, I can't have these feelings because this isn't real Digg" she continued to cry and Digg took out his handkerchief and wiped them away, and stood near her face ready for more, determined to not let them fall down her face. "Besides I'm with Nick and he is a great guy, funny, sweet, charming, caring you know he is all these things ..."
"But he is no Oliver Queen" Digg finished her sentence as she nodded.
"I hate myself for having these feelings but I can't help it, I think about him every single day, every minute, even with Nick and I know that is unfair but it's true I watch Nick and I wonder would Oliver do that, would he like that movie, this sandwich whatever I can't get him out of my head Diggle" Diggle continued drying her tears.
"Felicity, I know it is unfair but I know he cares about you and doesn't want to hurt you in anyway, but sometimes you are too good for him, I know he cares" not wanting to say love, Oliver should be the first to tell her, not others. "What I do know is that you are a strong person" he watched as she shook her head. "You are, you are the strongest person I know, and he knows it too, for today you need to bury those feelings, get through this and if after tonight is over and he doesn't fight for you, then forget because you deserve somebody that will give you everything, do not wait around for him, I know I am his friend but if he cares for you he will fight and if he doesn't you need to move on for good".
Digg was right she thought, he was always right, she needed to hear these words, if he doesn't really care than why should she, she should move on, she does deserve it. As Digg and Felicity walked into the entrance, she gestured the girls to go as she held on to Diggle.
"Digg, I know this is erm fake, not real but would you walk me down the aisle, give me away" she asked opening her eyes, Diggle had never really realised how blue her eyes were without her glasses. "If anything to ensure I do not slip and fall, that would be embarrassing and Roy would laugh for three hours over it and ..."
"Felicity, of course I'll walk you down the aisle" she linked Diggle and braced herself for what lied inside the church.
As the song began to play it hit Oliver that she was walking down towards him, he didn't turn around to look, Roy noticed how pale he had gotten and Oliver noticed the shock in Roy's face.
"Turn around" Roy whispered to him.
But all Oliver could do was shake his head, "turn around" he whispered again, same response head shake. "Do not make me bitch slap you, turn around" Roy said a little louder. As Oliver turned around he was in complete awe, lost for words, she looked incredible, unbelievable, her dress, her hair, she looked like a goddess an angel. He couldn't take his eyes off her, hand not even realised that while she was walking down the aisle making eye contact with him, Felicity being Felicity had to stick her tongue out at him. It lightened the room and he smiled, he had not smiled like this in so long. Diggle gave Oliver, Felicity's hand.
"You look incredible he" he whispered to her, he didn't know what came over him but he kissed her bare shoulder. He watched as she tensed from his touch, and how she closed her eyes to take it in.
She leaned over to him and whispered "not too bad yourself cowboy", the way her dress hung on her body, he thought, this was not the time or place for him to be thinking about getting her out of that dress.
"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to join this man Oliver Jonas Queen and this woman Felicity Meghan Smoak in holy matrimony. Oliver you have prepare some vows"
Oliver nods, Felicity watches him, completely shocked, what vows, why vows, she never wrote any vows, she looked at Digg who just shrugged.
"I …" he stopped, he couldn't get the words out, "I…" he was getting frustrated, tell her, he told himself, tell her all that you told Laurel. "I love you and I can't wait to spend the rest of our lives together" he said, turning back to the Minister for him to continue. Felicity hung her head, in somewhat disappointment, what were they doing, she wanted to bolt, run, run as far as she could so none of the people in this place could ever see herself again she was making a fool out of herself.
"Marriage is the union of husband and wife in heart, body and min. It is intended for their mutual joy – and for the help and comfort given on another in prosperity and adversity. But more importantly – it is a means through which a stable and loving environment may be attained. Through marriage, Oliver Queen and Felicity Smoak make a commitment together to face their disappointments – embrace their dreams – realize their hopes – and accept each other's failures. Oliver Jonas Queen and Felicity Meghan Smoak will promise one another to aspire to these ideals throughout their lives together – through mutual understanding – openness – and sensitivity to each other. We are here today – before God – because marriage is one of His most sacred wishes – to witness the joining in marriage of Oliver Jonas Queen and Felicity Meghan Smoak. This occasion marks the celebration of love and commitment with which this man and this woman begin their life together. And now – through me – He joins you together in one of the holiest bonds. Who gives this woman in marriage to this man?"
"I do" Diggle stands up to say.
Oliver nodded his appreciation, he turned back to face Felicity, who had started crying from hearing these words, what was he thinking, how can he brake her like this, forget anything anyone can do to her, the count, Slade, he was the one causing the most damage to her, watching her brake down and cry silently, never looking at him once. He had to put a stop to this, he thought.
"This relationship stands for love, loyalty, honesty and trust, but most of all for friendship. Before they knew love, they were friends, and it was from this seed of friendship that is their destiny. Do not think that you can direct the course of love – for love, if it finds you worthy, shall direct you."
He watched Felicity cringe at these words, she let go of his hands, that's it he thought she's making a run for it, she dried her eyes and grabbed his hands again, she looked more content now and she stared at him and gave him a genuine smile.
"Marriage is an act of faith and a personal commitment as well as a moral and physical union between two people. Marriage has been described as the best and most important relationship that can exist between them. It is the construction of their love and trust into a single growing energy of spiritual life. It is amoral commitment that requires and deserves daily attention. Marriage should be a lifelong consecration of the ideal of loving kindness – backed with the will to make it last."
Diggle gave Oliver the rings.
"Do you Oliver Jonas Queen take Felicity Meghan Smoak to be your wife – to live together after God's ordinance – in the holy estate of matrimony? Will you love her, comfort her, honor and keep her, in sickness and in health, for richer, for poorer, for better, for worse, in sadness and in joy, to cherish and continually bestow upon her your heart's deepest devotion, forsaking all others, keep yourself only unto her as long as you both shall live?"
"I do" he said without hesitating, as he placed the ring on her finger.
"And you Felicity Meghan Smoak take Oliver Jonas Queen to be your husband – to live together after God's ordinance – in the holy estate of matrimony? Will you love her, comfort her, honor and keep her, in sickness and in health, for richer, for poorer, for better, for worse, in sadness and in joy, to cherish and continually bestow upon her your heart's deepest devotion, forsaking all others, keep yourself only unto her as long as you both shall live?"
Oliver watched her waiting for her to answer. "I do" she said finally, she looked at the ring she was about to put on Oliver's finger when she saw those three little words like a hero. She was shocked, Oliver waited for her to put the ring on, she did, as she swallowed, trying to maintain her breath, the last thing she needed was a panic attack.
"I know pronounce you husband and wife you may kiss your bride"
Oliver looked at her, he placed his arm around her waist tugging her closer to him, he leaned in the kiss her, when he kissed, he couldn't feel lips, when he moved back he noticed that she had sucked her lips in, he kissed the top of her moustache and the bottom of her chin, no lips. He couldn't help but feel hurt, heartbroken that she wouldn't allow him to kiss her. He turned to see everyone clapping; no one had noticed what happened.
After they had drinks with everyone they went to their hotel room, Felicity took off her shoes and laid flat on the bed, thinking, of all that had happened how awkward it was being in this room with him. He merely sat in the corner watching her, wanting to explain, apologise, kiss her, tell her it was real for him, and tell her the real vows he was going to say.
"Felicity" he quietly said her name.
"Oliver please, I don't want to talk" her voice broke.
He stood up and walked towards her "Felicity" she covered her face with her hands, he laid on the bed next to her holding on to her hands, trying to carefully pull them away from her face, it would be easier if he saw her face, he needed to say this face to face. But she firmly held her hands over her face as she sobbed. Oliver could feel tears of his own forming, "Felicity" his voice braking, "Please" he held onto her hands pulling them away from her face, wishing he hadn't, he was looking down at the face of a broken woman, the light, the sparkle in her eyes was gone, she slowly whimpered as she moved her face into his neck to hide. He pulled her close, wrapping her around him, he could feel her tears on him. He held on to her as tight as he could.
"Oliver" she pushed back and looked at him. "I …" she closed her eyes feeling drowsy, "I…" she closed her eyes and didn't open them again.
"Felicity" he began to shake her, slowly finding his eyes closing too, he tried to fight it, stay awake it was no use, he fell on top of her.
"Roy what do you mean you lost them" growled Laurel into the ear pierce, "They didn't come out this way".
"Or this way" Lyla added.
"I have been at the front entrance the entire time nothing" Diggle said, starting to get scared.
"WHERE THE HELL ARE THEY" screamed Diggle.