Hi guys! First off, thank you so much for thr reviews, follows and favorites! They are the best! I know Oliver hasn't been in the story much but I think that will change! Please leave me a review and tell me how you think I'm doing and what made you laugh or sad. I also wanted to say that I know if this was the TV show Oliver would know something was up with Felicity and hound her about until she told him but I'm making Oliver oblivious on purpose so Felicity gets 5 chances to tell him. Tell me what you think about it!

Anyways, enjoy the chapter!

Summary: Felicity hides baby things around Queen Manor in hopes Oliver would figure out the news himself. Also, there's this thing...it's called pregnancy brain.

Disclaimer: Not mine.


"I don't know Thea. It's been a week since I found out and I still haven't found a way to tell him nor has he brought up how weird I've been acting. I've managed to keep him from finding out about my morning sickness, though."

Felicity was laid back in her desk chair at Queen Incorporated with her phone cradled between her ear and her shoulder flipping through a file on plans for a new branch in Tokyo.

"Maybe you should just tell him. As soon as you two get a minute alone just say, 'I'm pregnant' and then he'll know," Thea's voice came through the other end of the phone.

Felicity sighed and sat the file on her large glass desk, spinning around to look out of her floor to ceiling window at the tall skyscrapers that were clustered throughout the large city.

That view never failed to reassure her that all of the danger, all of the worry, the all-nighters, all the emotional breaks; It was all worth it to save the millions of people who were blissfully unaware of the evils that strived to take Star City and turn it into a playground for all of the worst kinds of people. Their city may never be truly safe but as long as Oliver and the team were alive, they would do whatever it takes to make Star City even just a little bit safer.

"I know, but the more I think about it the more I want it to be special and fun. I don't want to just blurt it out. Oliver deserves to have something special he can tell our son or daughter about when they ask how he found out about them," Her voice softened as she placed a hand over her midsection, "I would have given anything for my dad to tell me how my mom told him that she was pregnant with me."

Thea was silent, and Felicity had a feeling that she was thinking about her own father. Felicity felt sad that Robert Queen wasn't alive to see the incredible people his children had grown into and even more sad that he wouldn't get to meet his grandchildren, but she was mostly sad for Oliver.

He wouldn't get to ask his father for advice or get to tell him about what new trick their child learned that day. Robert Queen may not have been the perfect father, but he loved his kids, even Thea who wasn't even biologically his.

"You should give that to Ollie. No matter how long it takes," There was a pause, "Just not too long. He'd be bound to notice the weight you're going to gain."

"Haha," Felicity laughed as sarcastically as possible. That was something she was not looking forward to.

Thea chuckled on the other end, "Alright, well I'd better let you get back to work. I have to go do the books for Verdant and make sure no one's drinking out of the Tequila bottles."

Felicity spun around (slowly, she found out the hard way that spinning triggered her morning sickness), "Okay, I'll see you tonight then."

"Yeah and good luck. Tell me when you come up with a new plan."

"Will do," She placed the phone back into its base.

Felicity typed in the password to her computer. If there was one thing she could do, it was research. Surely the internet had some kind of creative way to tell Oliver.


"Thanks, Frank," The security man smiled as he held the door open for the struggling blonde.

She had two largish white shopping bags in her hands along with her computer bag and a stack of folders. Felicity dropped her bags in the foyer of Queen Manor.

That afternoon after her talk with Thea she had gotten down to business and scoured the internet for ideas to break her news to Oliver. She had finally found one that wasn't too cheesy but still unique and fun.

It took some doing, but she was able to purchase what she needed without anyone recognizing her. She would be grateful for the day that she would be able to go baby shopping without fear of being discovered.

She checked her watch, relieved that she would have enough time to hide the items around the house before Oliver came to pick her up to go to the bunker.

Felicity took her bags into the kitchen and sat them down on the recently renovated counter. She couldn't deny how excited she felt as she stood in front of all the baby things and picked out onesies and a few bottles that she had gotten for her scavenger hunt. Her plan was to hide baby things in places that Oliver was more likely to look and let him figure it out all on his own.

She couldn't wait to see his face when he came to her with a onesie in hand.


Felicity bit back the urge to scream in frustration as she made her fruit smoothie for the day. If Oliver didn't find something related to the baby soon she might just go crazy. It had been two days since she hid the stuff she bought! Two! And Oliver hadn't found a single thing!

All of yesterday she waited with baited breath and since they had both worked mostly from home all day she was sure Oliver would have found something by now but nope! She had been prepared to wait but this was ridiculous. She had even made sure to hide things in the places that he would most likely discover something.

The man prided himself on his observational skills and she had to hand it to him that it has saved his life on more than one occasion but apparently when it came to finding a onesie that was peeking out from behind a throw pillow, those skills were non-existent.

And of all the times for him not to sit down in the chair that he always sits down in it had to be when there was a rattle beneath the throw blanket!

I mean, she had even put her brand-new copy of 'What to Expect When You're Expecting' in the stack of books that was on one of the end tables in their main living room.

Nor had he found the teething ring that she had put in one of her potted plants! Yeah, okay that one was a little harder but still! Was he blind?!

She could only hope that this morning he would find something, anything, even if he didn't know what it was. There was no way she could take much more of this.

"Hey, Honey," Oliver walked briskly into the kitchen, smoothing down his black tie. He stopped next to her as she offered him her cheek for him to kiss, "You were out of bed early this morning. Did you have something you needed to do before going to work?"

"I needed to study something," Yes. The bathroom tiles as she sat in the guest bathroom in front of the porcelain toilet trying not to puke her guts out. Not like she was going to tell Oliver all that.

If Oliver thought her response was cryptic, he didn't mention it, instead, he grabbed his Yeti tumbler from the drainer and went to fill it up with coffee.

"Felicity? Why is there no coffee?" She looked up to see him standing confused, the clean, empty coffee pot in his hand.

"We're out," She went back to adding a banana to the blender.

Felicity could feel his disbelieving gaze on her, "We're out? You keep this stuff stockpiled. How can we be out?"

"I took a few bags to QI because we were out there, and I forgot to order the next shipment, so yes, we're out." Actually, she hid the remaining five bags of coffee in the wine cellar this morning before he was up because when she went to make coffee, the smell alone made her want to have a repeat visit to the toilet.

She risked a glance at Oliver and he was staring at her skeptically, but he put the pot back in the coffee maker, "I guess I'll just make some tea and get some coffee at City Hall."

Oliver moved around her to open the drawer that held all of their hot/cold beverages, listening to her rambling about all the work she needed to do today including her plans to hack into some off-shore bank accounts that may or may not have Avery Banks tied to them.

"Hey, Felicity?" Oliver interrupted. Which was odd, normally he just let her babble all the while smiling at her with that adorable amused expression that he seemed to only pull out for her.

"Yep?" She glanced in his direction, her eyes going wide at the sight of him holding a newborn baby bottle.

How the heck did she forget that she hid a bottle in that drawer!? Pregnancy brain was a real thing, it turns out, which sucked for her because she had enough trouble with her normal brain, specifically the part that controls thinking before speaking.

While she was staring at him trying to get her words flowing, which normally wasn't a problem for her, he was looking at the bottle but instead of a perplexed 'does this mean what I think it means' look, it was more of a 'this doesn't even faze me because finding baby bottles in our drawers is totally predictable' look.

"Who's sippy cup?"

This was it! Her chance to give him the best news of their lives! Come on, Felicity, it's not that hard. Just say, 'Our baby's. The one who is currently being housed in my womb but will be here sooner than you think and by the way, that's a baby bottle, not a sippy cup which you will need to figure out because you're going to be a father! Surprise!'

But instead of all that, the only thing she could manage was a strangled "Uhhh…"

He barely spared her a glance as he sat the bottle on the counter and started making his tea, "It must be JJ's. He probably left it here by accident."

Felicity felt like she was in some kind of weird horror movie where she was stuck to watch everything in slow motion and the ability to talk was snatched away but no one seemed to notice or want to do anything about it.

She imaged she must look like fish when they do that thing with their mouth as she watched Oliver prepare his tea in silence.

He looked at his watch and bit out a curse in Russian, "I'm sorry, Felicity, but I've got to run. I have that meeting with the city council this morning to go over ways we can cut down on pollution in the industrial district."

Felicity only nodded as she stared straight ahead trying to process what had just happened.

Oliver gave her a peck on the lips, "Love you. Have a good day at work."

She heard him open and close the front door.

Felicity slumped onto to one of their bar stools, dumbfounded, "What the Frack just happened?!"


Oliver typed in the code to the bunker and ran down the stairs to see his wife and the other members of the team surrounding their new glass table (Roy broke the last one). Felicity was studying her tablet intensely while the others were watching surveillance on the big monitor (also new because Roy broke the last one).

"Wait," Sara said suddenly, moving closer to the screen, "Back it up!"

Felicity replayed the footage and slowed it down as much as she could. They all stared, hoping that Sara had found some kind of breakthrough.

"There!" Sara pointed at a hooded figure and Felicity paused the video.

Laurel squinted, "He looks like he's hiding something."

Felicity got up and stood with the others, enlarging the picture with her tablet.

Thea pursed her lips, "He's definitely hiding something under his hoodie."

"Is it a baby?" Roy looked doubtful.

Felicity shot him a look, "Yes, because that's how they have been smuggling children, under their jackets this whole time."

"Well, then what is it? He looks suspicious and he came from that warehouse that was a possible location on Banks' hideout."

John moved closer to the monitor, "Can you get facial recognition? Something that can lead us back to Banks?"

Felicity shook her head, "I can try but, it's dark and not that clear of a picture. I'm getting this surveillance which was recorded on an ancient model from a block away."

She started up the program, but the results came back inconclusive, "It's too blurry. Let me see if I can follow him. Maybe I can find out what he's hiding."

Felicity started typing on her tablet and brought up different surveillance videos until the man finally appeared in an alleyway. They watched as he looked around cautiously, reaching inside his hoodie. The team waited with baited breath hoping that this would be something to lead them to Banks, their latest human trafficker.

"Is that…" Laurel's eyebrows shot up, "A pizza?"

Sure enough, the guy had drawn out a slightly crumbled pizza box. Whatever they thought he might be hiding, it sure wasn't that. They all watched in shocked fascination as he walked up to what looked like a homeless mother and her child and gave them the pizza.

"Seriously!" Thea exclaimed, "Our only suspect turns out to be a pizza stealer for homeless kids!"

Felicity sighed and plopped down into a chair, "How hard is it to find one human trafficker? I swear Damian Darhk was easier."

Sara crossed her arms, "Well, at least someone's actually being kind to people, even if that includes stealing a pizza."

John sighed, rubbing a hand over his face then turned to Oliver who had been standing in the back, watching with just as much hope as the others. They had been trying to find this guy for a week and had nothing more than dead ends to show for it.

"How was city hall today man?"

Oliver shook his head, "Better than this is going."

Laurel looked at Oliver, "So, what now? I've exhausted all efforts with all the ADA's."

Roy shrugged, glancing at Thea and Sara, "Yeah, we've asked all over the Glades and this guy is paranoid. Even more paranoid than the usual child trafficker."

Oliver looked at Felicity, "What about you? Have you found anything else?"

"Nope," She shook her head, "Those bank accounts were not helpful, and you've searched everywhere I thought might be his secret lair but that went nowhere. He uses cash and avoids cameras so every time I find him I lose him again within a 5-mile radius. I've got nothing."

Oliver braced his hands on the back of a chair, "I think we're just going to have to start over and see if there's anything we missed unless anyone has a better idea."

Everyone shook their heads and Oliver walked over to Felicity's computers and typed in the password, "Where is that file with all of Banks' locations?"

Felicity closed her eyes and resisted the urge to facepalm, "It's on my other USB which is at the Manor. I meant to grab it this morning, but I forgot."

It was Oliver's fault, really. It was his actions that made her so shocked she barely remembered to grab her tablet.

Also, there was this thing called pregnancy brain.

Oliver didn't look too mad, just amused and for that she was thankful. She didn't know if she could keep the waterworks at bay if he snapped at her, then he would feel bad and want to know why she was crying and yeah…that whole scenario again. The one that would force her to blurt out 'I'm pregnant' in front of everybody.

"Take someone with you and go get it," Felicity opened her mouth to protest but Oliver smiled, "Don't worry, Felicity, if I need to go out, John will do comms."

Thea grabbed her keys, "I'll come with you."

"Let's make it a girl's night," Laurel grabbed her purse and Sara stuck a gun in the waistband of her jeans.

Oliver nodded, "Why don't you just stay at the house. You'll be more comfortable there. Roy, Digg and I will look through the files that are here."

Felicity felt like throwing her arms around him and giving him the best kiss she'd ever given him. She was tired and hungry, and she had a headache, so she would take the offer to work in the comfort of her own home.

She had discovered pretty quickly that pregnancy wasn't all that it was cracked up to be.


"Whew," Thea fell back across the couch in the den that was closest to the kitchen, "This couch feels so good."

Laurel dropped her purse and sat down, "I like the bunker just as much as the next person but there is nothing like Queen Manor."

Sara followed suit and plopped down in one of the comfier chairs, "If we're going to pull an all-nighter, I'm gonna need some food and comfy clothes."

"Agreed," Felicity flipped on the light switches, "I'll go pop in a pizza."

Laurel stood up and stretched, "Sounds good. I think I left my favorite pair of sweatpants here."

It was decided long ago to keep some clothes at each other's houses for convenience and situations like this. Sometimes they even have spontaneous sleepovers to either marathon TV shows or go over Arrow stuff. Since the Queen house is so large each person gets their own room stocked with their clothes and personal toiletries.

A few minutes later they were all dressed in their PJ's and assembled in the den, sitting on the floor with blankets and pillows. There were files scattered everywhere and Felicity's computers were set up on the coffee table.

"I don't know about you girls, but I'm glad that I left the USB this morning and that Oliver suggested we just stay here," Felicity eased herself down to the floor between the couch and coffee table.

Beside her, Sara sat with her legs crossed. Laurel sat on one end of the table, her legs spread out with files in between. Thea was on her stomach at the other end, her hand propping up her head and her legs in the air as she studied her stack of paper.

The other girls hummed in agreement and Sara reached over the table to grab the power cord to plug into the computer, "I never pass up a party at the Queens."

Laurel looked at her sister, "You call sifting through folders looking for a human trafficker, a party?"

"In our line of work, this is considered a party. We're not currently being tortured, we're doing something to further ridding the world of the scum of the earth and I'm hanging out with my best friends."

Thea smiled, "Yeah, even though I'm tired, I thoroughly enjoy quiet nights like this with you guys not that I don't like being in the bunker with the guys but it's nice to feel normal," Then she laughed, "I love how tracking a human trafficker is normal. But seriously, without you guys, this wouldn't be half the fun it is."

They sat in silence for a few seconds. A loud sniff broke it. Thea, Laurel, and Sara looked at Felicity.

"Are you crying?" Sara raised an eyebrow.

She swears this is the hormones that come from pregnancy. She has never been this weepy in her life!

Felicity wiped away the tears and fanned her face to keep more tears from falling, "It's just I…you guys are my best friends and before Oliver drug me into this life of vigilantism with his stupid excuses, I didn't have anyone and now I have a better life than I ever dreamed of, with people I can call my family."

"We love you too Felicity, but we didn't mean to make you cry," Laurel looked at her hesitantly, "Are you alright?"

"I'm sorry, I don't know what's gotten into me," Felicity sniffed with a frown. She knew exactly what had gotten into her. A baby.

She could feel Thea's all-knowing stare on her as she wiped her nose on a Kleenex that was offered by Sara. Laurel and Sara were exchanging concerned glances and if Felicity didn't stop crying soon she was afraid that they might go to Oliver and…you know the drill.

Sara stood up, "Look, I know exactly what you need. I know you've been stressed with work and with finding this guy," She motioned to the scattered files, "You need some wine to unwind."

Felicity's eyes widened. That was the absolute last thing she needed but Sara didn't know that and neither did Laurel but one look at Thea's face reflected her own expression. She couldn't flat out refuse the wine because then they would definitely know something was up but how was she going to get out of this one?

She turned back to Thea with a look that screamed, do something! Anything!

Thea stood up quickly, "Uhhhh," She looked like she was frantically trying to think up a way to get their minds off the wine.

She snapped her fingers, "Gee, that would be really nice, but all the wine bottles busted."

Felicity looked at her in disbelief. Okay, obviously lame excuses ran in the family. She really hoped the baby would not inherit that skill. Or maybe it would come in handy if he or she was trying to cover up for something they did.

She honestly wondered how Oliver got away with everything he did when he was younger. At least, when it really, really mattered both Thea and Oliver could pull off a semi-decent lie but when it came to lying to friends; don't look to the Queen siblings.

"What?" The Lance sisters asked in unison. They both looked thoroughly confused. Heck, Felicity was confused.

Sara crossed her arms, "Okay, let me get this straight. All 300 and some wine bottles that are down in the wine cellar, some of which cost a small fortune, busted? Just like that or was there some kind of earthquake that only hit the manor? Somehow, I think I would have known about this before now. Oliver would not be happy."

Thea, however, nodded like all this was perfectly normal, "Yeah, that sounds about right," Sara and Laurel somehow looked even more confused as Thea grabbed the TV controller, "Let's watch a movie."

At this point, the Lance sisters were just kind of staring at Thea like she had lost her mind. Felicity was just about to say something, she didn't know what, but it was going to be great and it would save her and Thea's hide's when she got a whiff of something burning.

Laurel sniffed, "Do you guys smell burning?"

And then it hit her. The pizza! She totally forgot she put it in the oven. Pregnancy brain.

Felicity flung off the blanket that was covering her legs and jumped up, running to the oven before she had to explain to Oliver that she had burned down their newly remodeled kitchen.

There was smoke seeping through the cracks around the door of the oven and Felicity was very grateful that those ginger tablets she had been taking seemed to help with her all-the-time sickness or she would be throwing up in the toilet right now.

Thea ran in as she was trying to blow the smoke away from the smoke detectors. They were connected to the fire station and she really didn't want 'Felicity Queen Burns Down House' in the news headlines tomorrow.

"What happened?" Thea turned off the oven then ran to join her in waving away the smoke with a dish rag.

Felicity did a quick check to make sure Sara and Laurel didn't follow Thea before she whispered, "Pregnancy brain is a real thing, Thea."

She coughed in the crook of her arm, "Where's Laurel and Sara?"

Thea glanced at her wryly, "I left them staring in shock which leads me to my next point, why exactly are we not telling them that you're going to have a baby?" Then her eyes widened, "Don't tell me you still haven't told Oliver!? He still hasn't figured it out?"

Felicity gave her a look, "I would have told you if I told him or if he figured it out but as it turns out Oliver is like super oblivious when it comes to babies."

"What happened?"

Felicity rolled her eyes, annoyed just thinking about it, "Well, you know how I told you that I hid those baby things around the house?"

Thea nodded as she waved her dish rag in front of the fire alarm, "Yeah, that's why I thought that maybe he had found something but if he had he would have been bursting at the seams earlier but that was not the case so…That obviously didn't work."

"Oh, it worked all right," Felicity stated sarcastically.

Thea looked at her in confusion, "What? But Oliver didn't say anything…"

"That's because he still doesn't know. He found a baby bottle and thought it was JJ's."

Thea's eyebrows shot up, "He found a baby bottle and thought it was JJ's? Okay, I know Oliver's forte is more arrowing people and less newborns, but I thought he knew the difference between a baby bottle and a sippy cup for four-year-olds."

"Yeah, well, so did I but I guess he doesn't pay that much attention to what kids drink out of unless it's poisoned or something. Anyways, I was too shocked at his reaction to say anything to the contrary."


Meanwhile back in the living room Sara and Laurel were still trying to process what they had just witnessed. They were slightly concerned that Thea had hit her head on a patrol and hadn't said anything.

Laurel looked at her sister, "Please tell me you saw all that and I'm not in some strange dream."

"Well if you're dreaming then I'm dreaming the same thing," Sara plopped down in a chair then pulled a face, standing back up.

Laurel started forward, "What is it?"

Sara leaned down and removed the large blanket that covered the chair as decoration. She held up what looked like a baby rattle. Sara stared at it like she wasn't sure what to make of it.

"Why is there a rattle in here and why is it on this chair?" The blonde asked incredulously.

Laurel started to shake her head, "Don't look at me…" She trailed off as something caught her eye.

She walked over to where Sara deposited the throw blanket and picked up a small white thing, "What on earth? It's a onesie."

At this point, Sara's face was screaming 'What is happening?' as she started looking under random couches. She didn't really know what she was expecting to find but she looked anyway.

Laurel must have had the same idea because she was rifling through all the blankets and lifting all the pillows.

A few minutes later they had come up with an assortment of baby items. A few onesies, a pacifier, some pink booties, and a diaper; It was clean much to their relief.

After they had thoroughly looked under all the couches, pillows and blankets, they weren't entirely sure what to make of their findings because why would Queen Manor have baby things hidden everywhere? Was this some kind of prank?

Sara was going through a stack of books that was on an end table. On top, she found Tech Predictions for 2035 (that one was Felicity's). Under it was How to Become a Dictator: Hitler Edition (Was Oliver planning on becoming a dictator? She hoped not). Next was Unsolved Theorems and Algorithms for Geniuses (definitely Felicity's) and under that was The Stray Shopping Carts of Eastern North America (she wasn't sure what to make of that one and when did Oliver and Felicity have time to read? They were the busiest people she knew, and she knew international assassins so…)

The last book was What to Expect When You're Expecting.

Wait? What the…

"Umm, Laurel? Why would Felicity have a copy of What to Expect When You're Expecting?" Sara turned on her heels and held up the book.

Laurel raised her eyebrows in surprise and suspicion, "I don't know, unless…"

Sara looked at her sister and she knew they were both thinking along the same lines, "Thea made up that ridiculous 'bottles busting' story just to avoid the wine…"

Laurel nodded, "And Felicity's seemed really tired lately and the other day she looked a little sick when Digg got take-out. Now that I think about it she's been kind of emotional recently and the pizza…"

Sara and Laurel looked at each other in shock and realization, all of the evidence was surrounding them. Literally. In the forms of baby bottles and onesies.

"Oh my God…"


Felicity scrunched up her nose as she pulled the burnt pizza from the oven, smoke coming out the open door. Thea waved the dish towel to disperse the rest of the wispy fumes.

"You don't happen to have a craving for burnt pizza, do you?" Thea looked at the pizza then back at her.

Felicity frowned, "I haven't had any cravings, yet. That comes at the beginning of the second trimester and please promise me that if I do happen to crave burnt pizza, you'll stop me."

Thea smiled mischievously, "I promise to stop you from eating disgusting foods…after I get documentation for years down the road."

Felicity refrained from rolling her eyes and stomping her foot like a child instead she resulted to popping Thea's butt with a dish rag.

Just as they were about to start a butt popping contest, Laurel and Sara came bursting into the kitchen. Felicity briefly thought that maybe they had found something on Banks while she and Thea saved the house from burning down but then she caught sight of what they had in their hands.

"Felicity are you pregnant?" Laurel burst out as she came to a standstill in front of her and Thea whose eyes had widened as she slowly lowered the hand towel down to her side, all thoughts of retaliation gone.

At the same time, Sara shouted, "You're gonna have a baby!?" As she almost ran into her sisters back.

As for Felicity, she just stood in disbelief. How did Sara and Laurel find all of that in five minutes and deduce what it meant when Oliver couldn't find the same things in two whole fracking DAYS!

She was cursed. That was the only explanation. Maybe she should call John Constantine.

She could faintly hear Thea making another lame excuse as to why there were a bunch of baby supplies hidden in their living room but at this point, it was no use. The Lance sisters weren't buying what Thea was selling. She appreciated the thought though.

"Seriously!?" Felicity couldn't stay quiet anymore. She felt cheated, "How!? I just can't believe it!"

Not for the first time since she found out she was pregnant did people stare at her like she was having a mental break. She didn't blame them. She had started crying again which turns out, is her new normal.

Laurel smiled tentatively, "So, it's true. You are pregnant?"

Might as well give them their presents now that the cat's out of the bag. Felicity walked out of the room, feeling their confused stares as she left. A few minutes later, she handed the Lance sisters two boxes wrapped in Christmas paper (she forgot where she put the non-Christmas paper and she didn't want to have to ask Raisa).

"What…?" Sara gave her a confused look. Laurel had a matching expression.

Felicity rolled her eyes, "Just open them."

They both pulled out identical grey shirts that read, 'Auntie Squad'.

Thea's eyes started sparkling, "Hey! I got one too."

Sara and Laurel both had tears in their eyes, "Really? We get to be aunts?"

"Of course, you are! What else could you be? You're family. I mean you're basically my sisters," Felicity pulled them into a hug, one that Thea joined. Felicity was not ashamed to say that she felt proud for eliciting tears from hardened vigilantes.

"How did you manage to convince Ollie not to shout it to the world?" Sara asked Felicity, laughingly.

Felicity sighed, "Because he doesn't know."

"He doesn't know!?" Sara and Laurel chorused in surprise.

Laurel frowned, "I thought he would be the first to know. Not that I'm flattered to be let in on it before the husband."

"Yeah, well, the plan was to tell him first but it's a lot harder than I anticipated. I certainly was not expecting to blow up a cake in the process, I can tell you that much."

Sara and Laurel gawked at Felicity.

Thea snorted, "We're gonna need some popcorn. Lots of popcorn."


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