"Morning" Oliver said as he had repeatedly knocked on her bedroom door and then finally entered.

"I'm still sleeping" she answered groggily.

"Come on sleepy head, today is a new day and a very busy day" Oliver laughed entering her room and drawing the curtains back.

"Come back to bed" realising what she said she quickly took her head out of the covers "I mean go back to bed, not come back because you weren't in bed with me to begin with and ..."

Oliver chuckled picking up a pillow from the couch in her room and throwing it at her "get up" he ordered in his arrow voice.

"Alrighty Mr Arrow" throwing the pillow back.

When Felicity had showered and dressed she came down half an hour later to Oliver sitting at the kitchen counter going over some reports, coffee had been made and she knew Raisa had come round and made breakfast. Chocolate chip pancakes, heaven she thought. "I love Raisa, I need to tell her, I really do, these pancakes" she moaned whilst eating them.

"Hurry alright we got to go, we need to be there early, well earlier than usual Phil is going to be taking our statements and pictures for tonight, needs to add them to the presentation" he looked at her, she wasn't paying attention caught up in her pancakes. "Did you hear me?"

"What, oh yeah presentations, pictures, statements, gala, Phil, why didn't you wake me earlier for pancakes" she pouted.

"Let's go" Oliver ordered grabbing his briefcase, he stood at the door and watched as she attempted to shove a couple of pancakes down her throat and try wash it down with orange juice before skipping towards him.

When they arrived at QC it went back to pretending, Oliver stepped out of the car helping Felicity out, he placed his hand on her back guiding her towards the entrance, paparazzi were already at the building, since learning of their marriage they were everywhere but today there were more of them because of the gala. To keep up appearances or so Oliver liked to have this as an excuse to get close to her, kissed her temple and stared deep into her eyes as the security guard opened the door for them. Phil one of the associates writing an article for the gala was interviewing all the investors and CEOs which were going to be present later in the evening. He took Oliver and Felicity and began taking shots of the couple; Oliver enjoyed the closeness he had with Felicity the different snaps they took of them holding hands, holding her around the waist. Felicity on the other hand was a little drawn back placing fake smiles, trying really hard not to read too much into the closeness and the smiles Oliver was giving her, she knew all his smiles and she knew the smiles that he reserved only when they were alone, so to see these smiles being displayed here at the shoot made her question things.

Once the working day had come to an end Oliver and Felicity headed home to get ready for the gala, once Oliver was ready he waited in the kitchen for her. She came down the stairs and caught his breath away, she wore a mixture of purple shade floor length dress fitted perfectly to her figure, it was with sequences and beads and when she walked it looked as if she was shimmering, he knew in that moment that she was truly the most beautiful specimen he had ever laid eyes on.

"This ok?" She asked fiddling with her back zipper.

"You look incredible, very, very ok" he added walking towards her; he turned her around and held his breath as he fastened her zipper, fighting the urge to kiss her bare back.

"Thank you" she whispered feeling him so close to her, feeling the small gasps of air that he was releasing from his nose, she fought to keep Goosebumps away.

"Let's go, tonight is about all of us and having fun, for once, enjoying ourselves, we are meeting Digg and Lyla there along with Roy and Laurel" he brushed a small strand of her hair behind her ear, smiling at her, from her heels they were almost at eye level with each other. He gripped her hand and led her outside.

They reached the gala, it was packed and the press were everywhere, flashing lights were everywhere and people from the board, employees and other companies were present. Oliver reached for Felicity pulling her by her waist close to him, not wanting to lose her or have her slammed into in the crowd. He looked at her, seeing how overwhelmed she was with the crowd and how all the press turned their attention to them immediately.

"Mr and Mrs Queen, over here"

"Mr and Mrs Queen here"

Feeling flustered Felicity locks her fingers into Oliver's and uses her other hand to come round and hold on to his arm. Once inside she doesn't let go of him and they make their way towards Lyla and Digg stopping in between to greet and meet and mingle with the other guests. Felicity today, tonight didn't feel out of place people stopped looking at her as the pregnant gold digger who Oliver Queen CEO of a Fortune 500 company was stuck to. People began to respect her, acknowledge her and mingle with her.

"Mr and Mrs Queen" Mr Adams said walking towards them with his wife linked on his arm.

"Mr Adams, Mrs Adams" Oliver approaches shaking hands and pecking Mrs Adams on the cheek as Felicity did the same.

"Mrs Queen a pleasure to see you again, you're looking exquisite tonight" Mr Adams says giving her a wink which did not go unnoticed by Oliver, who immediately gritted his teeth trying to hide his anger, he was standing right there as was the man's wife and he dared wink at his wife.

"Doesn't she just, this wife of mine scrubs up well" he places a kiss on her temple but never taking his eyes off the shorter man who was built well but nothing like himself marking his territory, she was his and he had the papers to prove it.

They finally began to walk to where they spotted Lyla, Digg, Roy and Laurel. "I know what you did" Felicity whispered as he turned to face her they hands and fingers still entwined with each other. She gave him a small smile.

He smiled back "I didn't like the way he winked at you and how he was practically undressing you with his eyes"

"He was kinda cute if he wasn't married" she joked knowing it would aggravate him.

"If he wasn't married" he signed looking away from her, "so you would even though you are married"

"I'm only married on paper everything else that comes with actual marriage is not there" still trying to provoke him, she didn't know why she didn't want to argue or joke or have anything out with him she just didn't know where all this stuff was coming from.

"Felicity ..."

She leaned in closer to him and kissed his cheek, opening her eyes she looked up at him, her eyes glistened without her glasses "Oliver I'm kidding, I would never, not with him or anyone if this was real never in a million years would that even cross my mind and even though this isn't real I wouldn't do that and I have no intentions too" she smiled.

He smiled back feeling a little hurt because yet again it's being mentioned the word fake, for him it wasn't fake but he still hadn't given her anything to indicate that it was real, he decided there and then that tonight was the night, when they get home he was going to declare his love for her and he would make love to her in all the many rooms he has in his apartment. He cupped her face and drew her close his breath on her, he could see how much she longed for his lips, she couldn't stop looking at his lips, he leaned his forehead on hers, his lips barely a centimetre away from hers. "Thank you" he whispered. She could feel his hot breath on her lips, if he wanted to kiss she would kiss him back but there was no chance in hell that she would make the first move not after how hard she had tried and in a way accomplished to shelter her feelings form him. They had been lost in the moment and hadn't even noticed how photos the press had taken of them. Snapping back into reality they locked fingers again and walked towards the group.

After the had greeted each other, had dinner and listened to the orchestra, they all laughed and joked, Felicity and Oliver had fallen straight into acting or were they. They played the part so well that Digg and Lyla had on multiple occasions stared at each other in disbelief. They sat very close to each other, Oliver's hand around the shoulder of her chair and her hand resting on his lap, frequently he would draw her in for a kiss or two on her cheek and she was seen on multiple occasions whipping his mouth. Oliver would lean in and massage the back of her neck, resulting in her squeezing Oliver's legs, turning him on, he had fought all types of killers and drug lords but his biggest fight was trying to control himself from her touches, from her squeezing his leg, he could feel her nails digging into him and it sent shivers down his spine, he didn't know if after tonight and the conversation if things would finally happen between the two of them but in the meantime he needed to grab onto every touch like it could be his last. After the orchestra they began to play music for couples to dance. Felicity didn't make any movements to indicate she wanted to dance; instead she pulled back from Oliver and watched others dance.

"Hey Ollie you want to dance?" Laurel asked casually.

"Erm" he looked at Felicity who was smiling at Digg and Lyla, watching as he twirled her round.

Laurel noticed his hesitance; she didn't mean anything by it but immediately knew she somehow put her foot init. She grabbed Roy and rushed to the dance floor with him, trying to avoid any awkwardness between them.

"You want to dance?" Oliver asked gently stroking her back.

"I'm ok"

He gritted his teeth not understanding what was happening they went from happy, touchy, and feely to distant in a matter of minutes. "You ok" he whispered leaning towards her.

"Yeah I'm fine, just don't feel like dancing" she continued smiling as she watched a hopeless Roy attempt to dance with Laurel and on more than one occasion watched as he stepped on her foot.

"Ok, I just thought …"

"Thought what, we've done enough pretending for one day" she snapped back.

Angry and frustrated Oliver found himself gripping her wrist a little too hard than he anticipated "Seriously, enough is enough, I don't know if you're doing it on purpose now, purposely trying to hurt me or if your just plain stupid" he growled at her, he noticed her flinch in pain and let go of her wrists, shocked that he had hurt her. Oliver's breathing begun to pick up, he had just hurt the one person in his life that means more to him than anything, he was in complete shock that he was capable of doing that to her, he had just seen red with the constant back and forth game, he wasn't stupid, either she was really good at pretending or all of this was real but she would shut herself of.

"You hurt me" she whispered, tears forming in her eyes as she rubbed her wrists.

"I … I … I'm so …" his voiced cracked, his own tears forming, he watched as she got up and began to walk away from him. Oliver was on his feet in seconds following her, no this could not end like this. "Felicity, please just let me explain, I am so sorry, I do not…."

BOOM!

Downstairs in the kitchen one chef went to take his break, he lit his cigarette, he only inhaled a couple of puffs when he was summoned back into the kitchen, he tossed his lit cigarette, not realising that the direction in which he tossed the cigarette was in the direction where the spare gas canisters were.

BOOM!

The building had caved in, many people were trapped under rubble, the lights had gone off and the weather did not help, thunder and rain, rain dripped inside the building in a way aiding the grey dust from the air and allowing people to see a little clearer. Screams echoed throughout the large hall, ashes falling, men and women who were not caught in the rubble fought with each other to run quickly to the exists not caring who they trampled on in the process.

"LYLA, LYLA" Diggle screamed not seeing clearly, he could hear noises and people screaming, screaming for help but none of those people sounded like Lyla. "LYLA".

"JOHNNY" a voice emerged. Digg managed to push past the rubble and avoid stepping over people as he headed towards the voice of his wife. Once he reached her, he immediately noticed a small piece of rubble trapping her onto the floor; he fought to get it off her. "Johnny, get it off of me, get if off me, I can't breathe, omg I need to see her face again"

Diggle noticed Lyla was in shock as a soldier never had he seen her like this, she was brave and could withstand any form of torture but he could see the fear in her eyes when she mentioned their baby girl. "Hold on ok I'm going to get this off ok"

"Need help" a familiar voice appeared, Roy stood there blood dripping from a gash on his forehead, he leaned over to where Digg was and the two men pushed the rubble off of her. Lyla quickly wrapped her arms around Diggle and let out a cry, she cried because she was relieved that she could possibly make it out of there, the both of them for their baby.

"You ok Roy?" Digg asked using his spare arm to shake Roy back into reality; the young man just looked around attempting to figure out where to begin to help people.

"Yeah, we need to help these people" he said.

"Lyla I'm going to walk you outside then I'm coming back in to help these people"

"No Johnny we have Lizzy to think about" she cried.

"I know and that is why you will get out of here, I can't leave knowing I left all these people behind, what kind of example that is setting her" he tried to reason with Lyla.

Once Digg had returned from getting Lyla to safety he spotted Roy and went to help him get an elderly woman free.

"You see Oliver or Felicity" he asked trying to hide the panic in his voice, hoping his friends no hoping his family was ok.

"No I haven't, or Laurel" he added his own voice betraying him.

Oliver's eyes were burning and there was a ringing in his ears, he rubbed his eyes trying to get a grip of his surroundings, once he pushed a table which had fallen on top of him off he got to his feet, taking in his surroundings, he noticed people screaming and shouting, he noticed bodies lifeless bodies not moving. He turned his head and saw a familiar head he rushed towards her "Laurel" he grabbed the brunette and helped her to her feet. "Laurel are you alright?"

"Yes … yes" she said in between coughs. "Ollie have you seen my dad he was here" she panicked.

"I don't know Laurel, I just got up, what happened" his arrow voice coming through.

"I heard people saying kitchen explosion, I don't know, Daddy, DAD, DADDY" Laurel screamed, tears pouring down her eyes.

"OLIVER" Diggle shouted, running towards him embracing him in a hug, he finally released a breath he did not know he was holding.

"Digg" Oliver whispered falling into the man's embrace.

"Laurel" Digg acknowledged her with a nod, "Is Felicity alright man" he asked.

Oliver stood dumbfounded someone had just punched him in the face back to reality, how could he have been so oblivious, how could he forget about her, why did he forget her, he spent all this time, wasted all this time when he could have been looking for her, what if she died during the time he spent not looking for her.

"FELIIICITYYY" he screamed, leaving Digg's embrace he began to run around searching for her, "FELICTY" tears pooled down his eyes. Roy and Digg followed screaming and shouting her name. "Felicity, thank God" he leaned down and turned the blonde around, only to reveal it wasn't her. "No… no ….NOOO", he let go of the blonde in his hands not caring as he ran around to find his Felicity.

Oliver noticed a small figure at the end of the hall, faced down flat on the ground, floorboards that had come undone from the explosion covered her body. Oliver ran as fast as he could dodge people and rubble as best he could. He reached her pulling back the floorboards as fast and efficiently as possible. He lifted her small body, flipped her round, he noticed a few cuts and bruises on her face, he gently began to tap her cheeks praying to God that should was alive.

"Hmmm" she mumbled flicking her eyes until she saw Oliver hovering above her. "Oliver" she whispered.

"You're ok, you're fine" he pulled her into a hug, letting his tears fall onto her bare shoulder.

"Are you ok, is Digg and Lyla and Roy and Laurel, is everyone ok" she asked.

"Everyone is fine can you walk?"

"Yes" he helped her to her feet and she was greeted by Roy and Diggle with big teddy bear hugs. "What happened" she turned to Oliver walking back into his embrace, burying her face into his neck as he wrapped his arms around her and held her tight. He could have lost her tonight.

"Gas, kitchen explosion of some sort" he whispered, holding her tighter, he loved that no matter how angry they were at each other when it mattered they were there for each other and they both knew that in times like these they needed each other's embrace in order to fully comprehend that they were ok.

"Oliver" she pushed back from him, and faced the boys "we have to get out of here, the kitchen is in the basement, this building is right on top of the sewage that runs through starling, underneath these floors in the sewage are gas pipes, we have to move people it's just a matter of …"

The floor began to shake, throwing people from side to side, Oliver grabbed onto Felicity holding her tight in hug, covering her face as much as he could. Once the floor stopped shaking Oliver looked up to see if his friends were ok. He lifted Felicity's chin to check if she was alright, they stood there for a couple of seconds smiling at each other. They were completely oblivious to the floor cracking underneath them.

Screams were heard from Roy and Diggle as they watched their friends fall about 100 meters into the ground rubble collapsing on top of them, once the dust settled they say nothing, only rubble, chairs, tables, equipment, no sign of them.

Underneath all the pillars that fell, laid a beautiful blonde woman and a handsome blonde man, the woman laid crooked to one side head resting on his shoulder. The handsome man's head rested on top of her head, he held her hand. They were both unconscious, lifeless yet peaceful hand in hand, finally they had managed to come together in peace looking composed. Small holes were around them allowing just enough air through, but yet no movement came from either. Their hands entwined, fingers locked sleeping.

I AM SO SORRY THE DELAY I WENT ON HOLIDAY AND JUST GOT BACK I WROTE THIS CHAPTER DURING MY FLIGHT I HOPE THAT NOW THAT I AM BACK I CAN GO BACK TO REGULAR UPDATES, LOOK OUT FOR A NEW STORY THAT I AM BEGINNING IT SHOULD BE POSTED BY THE END OF THE DAY TOMORROW I WILL BE SETTING THE FIRST CHAPTER AS A FUTURE OCCURRENCE AND THEN I WANT TO KNOW WHETHER TO CONTINUE IT OR NOT, IM HOPING THAT AFTER THE FIRST CHAPTER I CAN WRITE CHAPTERS LEADING UP TO THE FUTURE OCCURRENCE AND THEN CHAPTERS AFTER.

HOPE YOU ENJOY THANK YOU, AGAIN SORRY FOR THE DELAY.