Holy amazeballs people. The response I have gotten to this little story of mine has been unreal! You guys sure do know how to make a girl feel special. Special thanks to quisinart4 for the edits on the 1st drabble! Here's the 2nd installment in the series, with Felicity rescuing Oliver by coming up with a cover story!

Oliver raced through the cold night on his motorcycle. He had just finished delivering another one of Starling City's escaped criminals to Officer Lance, but if he didn't hurry he knew that he would be the one left bound and gagged in a closet.

Tonight was the anniversary bash at Verdant, celebrating the club's opening a year ago. Thea had taken full charge of the event, planning it in its entirety. She had also informed Oliver that she had planned on murdering him in his sleep if he didn't make an appearance at his own club's celebration party. Sliding to a stop at the back of the club, Oliver gently coaxed his body off his bike and hobbled into the empty lair. Digg had taken off as soon as the mission was over, going home to spend some much need alone time with Layla. Felicity on the other hand had bowed out without much of an explanation. All she had said over the comms was that she had plans. Her failure to elaborate ignited something in Oliver that he couldn't quite place, but he pushed it from his mind to focus on the task at hand – fixing his billionaire playboy smile in place.

Gingerly peeling off his leathers, Oliver assessed the damage to his body. The lacerations he'd earned during the fight were nothing major and could be easily ignored, but the throbbing in his ankle was going to be more difficult to hide. He and the perpetrator had tumbled down a flight of stairs in the abandoned factory he was hiding out in, and somehow Oliver had managed to twist his ankle under himself during the fall. The injured ankle was already swollen, but recognizing he had no time to ice it, Oliver simply bandaged it up and headed up stairs.

Oliver smiled to himself as he entered the club. Thea had outdone herself and then some. The music pulsed along with the lights and the entire club was filled with the gentle sway of bodies bobbing around. Gritting his teeth, Oliver weaved his way through the crowd as gingerly as he could to the bar where he knew his sister would most likely be waiting. Upon seeing him Thea leapt from her seat next to Roy.

"Ollie!" Thea said as she wrapped her arms around her brother. "I'm so glad you showed up. I really didn't want to have to smother you in your sleep."

Oliver squeezed her gently. "After surviving alone on an island for 5 years I couldn't very well have my death come as a result of pissing off my little sister." Thea smacked his arm playfully and rolled her eyes as she sat back in her seat next to Roy.

"This place looks great Thea," Oliver said as he gestured to the club.

"Thanks Ollie. Roy was a big help." Thea said as she nudged Roy. Roy's eyes hesitantly shot to Oliver's, whose jaw had tightened just a bit.

"I'm glad you had some help." Oliver said, tipping his head slightly to Roy who smiled back nervously.

"I was glad to help," he said.

Thea's eyes shot from her brother to Roy, an amused smile crossing her face. "Alright alright, enough intense stares you two. Hey Ollie, isn't that your assistant?"

Oliver spun to the direction in which Thea was pointing, completely forgetting about his injury. The quick movement was too much for his ankle and it almost completely buckled underneath him. He stumbled a bit to regain his balance, grimacing and inhaling deeply to try to reign in the pain.

"Ollie, oh my god are you alright?" Thea screeched as she bent down to help him straighten himself up. She noticed his inability to put any pressure on his right ankle and shot him a questioning look.

Oliver racked his brain for an excuse, but it was hard to find one when he realized that he was supposed to be either at Queen Consolidated or walking the floors at Verdant, none of which would cause him to injure his ankle.

"Oh god I knew I shouldn't of let you talk your way out of getting that x-rayed." Oliver glanced up to find Felicity reaching for him with concern in her eyes. He couldn't help but notice that she had changed out of her earlier attire and into a short red dress that seemed to be impossibly made for her. The hemline cut just to her mid-thigh and paired with the black booties she had on, seemed to transform her legs into the most attractive things he had ever seen. He watched a flush slowly creep into her cheeks when it registered to her that Oliver was gaping in awe of her.

"X-rays?" Thea quipped, shooting Felicity a look.

"Oliver tripped helping me bring some boxes down to the IT department today. Someone apparently forgot to tuck their computer wires away – which I will be addressing first thing Monday morning, and Oliver got tangled in them and twisted his ankle. I tried to get him to go to the hospital but he said he was fine." Felicity finished, giving him a quick smile.

"You and your ego Ollie." Thea sighed, shaking her head slightly.

"It's really just a sprain Thea I promise. I just haven't had time to ice it at all today." The realization that Felicity was in his club, looking incredibly sexy, hit him at once and he turned to her.

"How come you didn't tell me you were coming tonight?" he asked. What he really wanted to know is how she always seemed to show up just in time to save his ass, but he kept that question to himself.

"Well, Thea emailed me the invite earlier today. I thought it might be nice to get out of the server room for once. Not saying that you're a slave driver or anything, I just mean that I work a lot. Which isn't your fault, I could leave if I wanted to, I just have this thing about getting all my work done."

Thea couldn't help but laugh. "Honestly Ollie, I have no idea why you hide this girl away all the time. She's hilarious."

Felicity flushed, shifting from one gorgeous leg to the other.

"I'll try better not to," Oliver said, flashing Felicity a smile. "Speedy would you mind if Felicity helped me up to my office so that I could ice this for a bit?"

Thea nodded. "Of course. Just don't get too distracted up there. There's a Verdant birthday cake to cut later!" she winked at him before grabbing Roy by the hand and hauling him on to the dance floor. Oliver cringed as he watched Roy's hands slide down to Thea's hips.

A warm hand sliding across his back tore his eyes from the dance floor. He glanced down to see Felicity banding her arm around his back, a bucket of ice in her hand that she must have snatched off the bar while he was glaring at Roy and Thea dancing.

"How's your ankle? The truth please, don't forget that I can see through your pathetic lies."

Oliver let Felicity lead him through the club to his office. He reveled in the way her nails dug in slightly to the flesh on his side and he found himself leaning in to her more than he needed to. She led him to the couch, releasing her hold on him so he could collapse onto it.

"It really is just a sprain Felicity." He sat up so that he could prop his bad ankle on the table. Felicity sat on the table next to his foot, not speaking as she slowly unwrapped the bandage that Oliver had applied earlier. Stuffing a few ice cubes into the bandage, she wrapped it back around Oliver's ankle gently.

"This will have to do until we get you home. I mean, until you get you home. I was going to offer to drive you since Digg left, but now that I think about it Thea can take you. Unless she came with Roy. Well, you can call a driver I'm sure."

Oliver placed a hand on hers, stopping her from her babbling. "Thank you. Not just for the ice but for the excuse with Thea."

Felicity smiled. "Yes, well you suck at cover stories."

"So, why didn't you tell me you were coming tonight?" Oliver asked. He still hadn't let go of her hand and he could see the tension beginning to find its way to her body. He released her reluctantly.

"Well, I wasn't going to, but then I heard the fall over the comms and I knew you weren't going to take the time to properly take care of your injury, so I figured I would come by and drag you into the lair if I had to so that you could get patched up. This way was much easier though, so thanks for that."

"You're amazing" Oliver said, a bit more breathy than he had intended. Felicity just shrugged, her hands playing with the hem of her dress. Oliver thought back to Thea's words from earlier and grasped both of her hands in his.

"Hey you don't think I'm trying to hide you do you?" Blue eyes lifted to his and he watched a sad smile cross Felicity's face.

"I know why we have to keep our distance Oliver. I mean, I'm your assistant after all. It would look weird if I was around you all of the time, so really, its ok."

Oliver considered Felicity's words. They were facts, every bit of truth, but he didn't like it. Since his return, Felicity had become more than a teammate or an assistant. She wasn't just his IT girl, helping him solve some mystery whenever he called. She was now firmly planted in his life, even if it was the life that he kept hidden. She was part of the real Oliver, not the fake one that everyone else knew. He struggled internally with his growing feelings for her, but he was through keeping her in the shadows. She deserved to be a part of the life he lead out in the open, not just a stowaway in his club's basement.

"I don't want you to just be my assistant." As soon as the words were out of his mouth, Oliver watched Felicity's eyes widen, her mouth slightly dropping open. He tightened his grip on her hands, hoping she caught the underlying meaning to his words.

Slow burrrrrrrn! It's the name of the game people. By the way, these drabbles do connect, so look for this confession to pick up in the next chapter! Thanks again for all the support!