A/N: And so we've come to the end. The eighth and final chapter. I want to take a moment, like I always do, to thank you all for your support. All your kind words truly meant so much. Felicity and Oliver thank you for sticking around and listening to their story. There's more to come and I hope you come back for those too. And I hope you enjoyed the longest first date in Paris…ever. Without further adieu, here's the epilogue.

Disclaimer: The CW owns Arrow and its characters. I, on the other hand, only wished I did.

Chapter 8: Epilogue: I Will Always Fight for Us

Even after ten months, she was still nervous. She adjusted her veil, for the twentieth time, and tried to take a deep breath. She stared at herself in the full length mirror in the corner of Thea's room. All the bridesmaids were gone, leaving discarded mascara tubes and eye shadow palettes in their wake. She turned; making sure everything was in place. She had to admit, Thea did an amazing job with the dress. It only took them four stores until she had found the perfect Monique Lhuillier design. The modified trumpet gown had a signature low back and a full skirt, the ivory re – embroidered lace hugging every curve of her slim frame. The Chantilly lace cap sleeves gave it a modest feel and her Manolo Blahnik Swan pumps boosted her 5'7" frame. She decided to pin her hair up, the blonde curls gathering at the nape of her neck. The veil was held in place by an intricate hair comb, a gift from her soon to be mother – in – law. Her jewelry was simple: teardrop earrings, another gift but from Tommy and Laurel, and her Cartier Destinee Solitaire engagement ring resting on her ring finger. When a knock came at her door, she lifted her dress to turn and face Tommy as he stuck his head in. He stopped short, his eyes going wide.

"Felicity. You look…stunning. My best friend is a lucky man."

Felicity blushed and leaned forward as Tommy kissed her cheek.

"Thank you Tommy. Is everyone ready downstairs?"

He nodded and squeezed her hands.

"Yup. Are you?"

She tried to take another deep breath but it came out a bit shaky, Tommy laughing under his breath.

"So we're a little nervous?"

She nodded and wanted to bite her bottom lip but knew Thea would object, stating it would completely ruin the natural makeup look she worked so hard on.

"You could say that. But I'm trying to get my nerves under control before going down those steps."

He shot her a smile.

"You'll do great. And maybe it'll make you feel better when you find out Oliver is shaking worse than you are. He's pacing down there."

Her eyes widened. Oliver being nervous is a rare sight and she was slightly touched that she was the reason he was pacing so fervently.

"Okay. So that did make me feel better. How do you know what to say, all the time?"

His grin widened.

"It's a natural gift."

Another knock came and this time it was Thea and Walter. Thea gasped, seeing Felicity in her dress for the first time.

"Oh Lis…you look absolutely fantastic. That dress! Walter don't you love that dress?"

He nodded in response.

"Absolutely. You look lovely Felicity. Are you ready?"

Three pairs of eyes turned to her and she took one more deep breath.

"Yes. I'm ready."

Tommy winked at her, steering an emotional Thea out the door and down the stairs. Walter stepped forward and Felicity clung to his arm.

"Thank you Walter. For walking me down the aisle."

He kissed her hand and closed the door behind them, heading to the stairs at the end of the hall.

"You are quite welcome. I was honored when you asked."

They stood at the top step and Felicity gasped when she saw Moira, Thea, and Laurel's handiwork. The Queen mansion was decked in white with matching roses everywhere you looked, with a few guests milling about. She couldn't see Oliver but followed the white carpet winding down the stairs and into the sitting room where she knew he probably was. She smiled at Carly who was making her way to her seat, not before shooting her large smile. The music started, the elegant sounds of violins making their way through the house.

"Are you ready to become Mrs. Queen?"

She met Walter's eyes and nodded.

"Absolutely."

She lifted up the bottom of her dress and they made their way downstairs. The moment their eyes met, Felicity's breath was taken away. She had seen Oliver in a suit and tie before but something about the way he looked today completely stunned her. But it was his smile that brought tears to her eyes. It was a smile he shared only with her. A smile she came to love and would always love, for the rest of their life together.

"Are you…nervous?"

Oliver turned towards Tommy's voice and shot him a look of annoyance.

"No. I'm just…"

Tommy's eyebrows rose in curiosity.

"You're just nervous. Wow. I've never seen this side of Oliver Queen. You are not the nervous type. Hooding up and jumping from rooftop to rooftop is completely fine. Getting married to Felicity Smoak, soon to be Queen, is making you shake. Are you getting cold feet?"

He frowned.

"Absolutely not. I've been waiting months for this. It's just…nerve wracking okay? Getting married is a big deal and I'm going to be a horrible husband. Just watch."

Tommy starting to laugh, moving towards his best friend.

"You are not going to be a horrible husband. You're going to be great. Felicity loves you and she knew what she was getting into when she said yes to your proposal. You two are great together and I see nothing but happiness in your future. And by the way? Felicity looks absolutely amazing. You will flip when you see her."

Oliver smiled, one that went from ear to ear.

"How do you know what to say, all the time?"

Tommy smiled in return, remembering when Felicity asked him the same thing only minutes ago upstairs.

"It's a natural gift. Now let's get you married."

They moved towards the front of the sitting room, completely converted into a vision of white, thanks to his mother, sister, and Laurel. He adjusted his tie and winked when Diggle shot him a smile as he stood next to Tommy. The music started and though he couldn't see her, Oliver knew Felicity was making her way down the stairs on his stepfather's arm. When she rounded the corner, every ounce of nervousness faded away and the breath was knocked out of him. She was beautiful. The most beautiful thing he had ever seen. She was a vision in ivory lace with a smile that shined brighter than any diamond in the Queen collection. When their eyes met, he smiled at his soon to be wife and she smiled right back, tears brimming her eyes. The music continued and she finally stopped in front of him. She turned to kiss Walter on the cheek before Oliver moved to shake the older man's hand. He smiled at his mother, her eyes already spilling tears, as Walter moved to stand next to her. Oliver took Felicity's hand and the ceremony began.

"Both Felicity and Oliver have written their own vows which we will now hear. Felicity, why don't you start?"

She smiled and turned to face Oliver. She was trying as hard as she could not to cry and she hoped she wouldn't. She wanted to make it through without breaking down. She cleared her throat and squeezed Oliver's hands tightly.

"Ollie. As an IT girl, computers are simple. Machines are a breeze. But love isn't a machine and it isn't a computer. Which means for me, it's not simple. It's scary. And when I first realized I loved you, I wanted to push my feelings into the deepest corners and forget. Because how can a girl like me end up with a guy like you? You are magnificent. I am ordinary. But ever since the first day we met, you've never made me feel ordinary. You've made me feel remarkable. I've never loved anyone like I love you. And it continues to scare me but I've come to realize that you will never let me down. You are always here. Always protecting me. Always showing me just how much you care about me. So I know that I can dive head first into anything because you will be there to pull me out before I drown. And years from now, when we're old, I'll still feel the same, if not more. You are my best friend. My hero. My home. My true love. And I will always fight for us because it's the one thing I believe in more than anything else in this world. And I cannot wait to start our life together.

She took a deep breath, tears threatening to emerge, but Oliver started to speak, pushing down the urge to cry.

"Felicity. My Felicity. You are wonderful. The most wonderful person I've ever met. You've made me the happiest man in the world and I don't know what I'd do without you. Every moment since I've met you has been an adventure. You see me every part of me and you never judge. You never criticize. You just love me. You hold my hand and just jump. You never stand in my way. You're always by my side. You lift me up and I know our future together will be one of pure happiness. Here, in front of our friends and family, I am proud to declare my love for you. You are the one I've been waiting for. The true love that my mom and Thea always wanted for me. I can be fearless in anything I do because you are there to back me up. You saved me. And I'd go through those five years on the island all over again if this what I get in return. You. In all your beauty and all your goodness. You are mine. Forever. And I am so happy that I am yours. I love you. And I'll spend the rest of my life showing you that I love you. No matter how many bottles of red wine it takes."

A ripple of laughter went through the crowd and Oliver smiled as Felicity chuckled lightly from underneath her veil. The ceremony continued and it was finally time to say I do.

"Do you, Oliver Jonas Queen, take Felicity to be your lawfully wedded wife?"

Oliver smiled.

"I do."

Felicity squeezed his hands, smiling up at him.

"And do you, Felicity Megan Smoak, take Oliver to be your lawfully wedded husband?"

She nodded vigorously.

"Absolutely. I do."

All their friends and family waited, the moment finally arriving.

"Then by the power vested in me, I pronounce you husband and wife. Oliver? You may kiss your bride."

He lifted her veil and brought his lips down to hers, cheers erupting through the Queen mansion.

They were married.

Finally.

"Lily you promised me you'd clean your room before everyone arrived!"

Felicity smiled as she heard running feet, her daughter coming to race down the stairs.

"I cleaned it mommy. I promise!"

She placed a hand on her hip, one eyebrow rising.

"You're sure? Because you know you won't be able to play in the backyard with Cara, Artie, or Lucas if it's not clean."

Lily shook her head, her hands clasped tightly in behind her.

"I promise mommy. You can go look if you want."

She smiled, kissing the top of her head.

"I believe you. Just do me one more favor and check on Robert okay? I don't want to wake him up until our guests arrive."

Lily smiles and nods again.

"Yes mommy."

Felicity grins as she watches her fly up the stairs. Her ears catch the garage opening and she takes the laundry basket, making her way to the back linen room. When Oliver steps through the door, she smiles, like she does every time he comes home. He smiles, matching her own, and wraps her up in his strong arms.

"Well hello Mrs. Queen."

She kisses him, every part of her body on fire.

"Hello Mr. Queen. Verdant in good standing?"

He nods as she moves to throw a load in the machine.

"Everything is great. The new manager, Darren, will handle everything tonight. Where's my princess?"

She takes his hand, making her way back into the kitchen. The moment he steps under the door frame, Lily is there, throwing herself into her father's waiting arms.

"Daddy!"

He laughs and picked her up, spinning her around the room.

"My beautiful girl! What'd you do today?"

He placed her on the island in the middle of the kitchen and Felicity watched as she told her father all about her day, her arms moving wildly in the air to make her point. She grabbed a few more plates, stepping through the large French doors that led to the shaded patio. The roses lining the backyard were in full bloom and the pool's water was a beautiful shade of blue. The swing set off to the corner swayed lightly in the spring breeze which carried the smell of the food evenly throughout the backyard and the house.

"When is everyone coming?"

She smiled and leaned into Oliver's embrace when his arms came to wrap around her. She checked her watch, her engagement ring and matching wedding band glinting in the sun.

"Right about – "

The doorbell rang and Lily's voice rang out in excitement.

"They're here! They're here, they're here!"

Oliver and Felicity laughed, turning towards the front of their house.

"Right about now."

They linked hands and made their way to the door, Lily already pulling it open.

"Uncle Tommy!"

Just like with her father, she threw herself into Tommy's waiting arms. His smile was wide as he hugged her tight.

"There she is! My beautiful Lily blossom. You look quite beautiful today. Taking after your mother I see."

Felicity laughed as he put her down.

"Always a charmer. Thanks for coming."

They hugged briefly before she moved to Laurel and Tommy moved to hug Oliver tightly.

Guests started flowing in, Tommy and Laurel's two kids Lucas and Cara running in ahead of their parents, Lily already leading them outside to the playground Oliver had set up when they first moved in. Moira and Walter were next, Thea and Roy stepping through only moments after. Diggle and Carly were last, Artie running to the backyard as well, the rest of the kids waiting. The reunion was merry, all the adults hugging and laughing. They all moved to the backyard, starting to eat, different conversations filling the once empty air. Felicity disappeared momentarily and Oliver smiled when he caught sight of her, one year old Robert blinking sleepy at him, his small arms reaching for his father. Oliver gladly took him and swayed back and forth as his family and friends cooed at him. The cute baby giggled and squealed, starting to wake up, and he got passed around, ending in his grandmother's arms, her smile towards her grandson reaching from ear to ear.

"So Felicity. Robert is only one…are you ready for the new addition?"

Oliver reached around his pregnant wife's stomach and pulled her close as Felicity smiled at Laurel.

"I guess we'll see! I'm due in two months and Oliver still doesn't want to find out whether it's a girl or boy."

Oliver's eyes widened.

"We found out with Robbie and Lily. I want a surprise this time. How about you two, is Lucas and Cara your only ones?"

Tommy snaked his arm around his wife's waist.

"Well actually if you must know, we found out yesterday she's a few weeks pregnant with baby number three."

The backyard erupted with cheers and happy congratulations before the attention turned to Diggle and Carly.

"And you two?"

Diggle laughed and Carly blushed.

"We're uh…working on it."

The party progressed, food being eaten, wine being served to those who could have it, and the kids played behind them, their laughs echoing from the grass. As the sun fell and the stars came out, Oliver checked his watch to see if was already almost nine. He turned to Felicity, his wife smiling at something Thea said.

"You think we should wind down? The kids…"

Felicity nodded, placing her hand on his arm.

"It's the weekend. Let's let them be for tonight."

He smiled and nodded.

"As you wish Mrs. Queen."

Another hour passed and the clock read 10:05 pm. Diggle, Carly, and Artie were the first to leave, Thea and Roy following twenty minutes later. Moira and Walter kissed everyone goodbye thirty minutes after that and promised to take the kids for ice cream later that week. Tommy and his family were gone before 11:15 and finally, the Queen family had the house to themselves. Oliver lifted a knocked out Lily into his arms and tucked her in before taking Robert from Felicity and back into his room. Felicity moved around the house, cleaning up, and stopped short, looking at all the pictures on the mantle. Pictures from the years that followed her wedding to Oliver. She smiled as her eyes grazed over each frame: their honeymoon in Monaco where they spent at least half of it in bed, their first anniversary where Felicity told Oliver she was pregnant with Lily, Tommy and Laurel's wedding, Robert's first birthday, Diggle and Carly's wedding at the Queen mansion, a family picture from last month, Felicity, Oliver, Robert, and Lily sitting on the grass in Paris' Luxembourg Gardens, and a few more memories she held very dear to her heart. She turned to smile at her husband as he came down the stairs.

"That was fast."

He smiled and kissed her quickly before helping with the mess.

"They're exhausted. Tonight was fun. We should do it again soon."

She nodded in agreement and in just an hour, everything was clean and the couple was climbing into bed. Oliver pulled her close and Felicity tucked herself into his side, pulling the comforter up around them.

"Goodnight Mrs. Queen. I love you."

She brought her face up to his for one more kiss. When she pulled away, she brought her forehead to his.

"Goodnight Mr. Queen. I love you too."

They fell asleep quickly, wrapped in each other's arms, their kids fast asleep. And they dreamed of each other. Of their family. And slept peacefully knowing that through it all, every up and down, they went to bed and woke up next to each other every day, a blessing they both would cherish for as long as they were alive. And behind the wall of the west side of their large bedroom, encased in glass, rested Oliver's green leather, his hood, and his bow and arrows, the retired symbol of Starling City's savior. They continued to collect dust as their owner slept soundly in his safe city, the only sound that of crickets outside and his wife's soft breathing.

The end of this story but just the beginning for them.