Author Notes: Sorry for the wait but it's finally over Chp 13 is here!
Contains O/C's
Oliver shakily and slowly left the room where he had been when he received the news about Felicity. Taking deep breaths he walked down the corridor holding onto the wall for support; he thought he would collapse at any moment. Diggle tried to help but Oliver pushed him away shouting that he didn't want or need his help he just wanted to be alone. He knew Diggle was hurt but he didn't care inside he hurt so badly it was numbing every other feeling he had.
It had been two days since Felicity's death and Oliver had turned to work and alcohol; the whiskey he had been drinking did nothing but make his head foggy, the pain of his loss still stung deep inside. Work was the same the more he worked the more he thought of her and how she must have felt when Helena came for her. Diggle constantly tried to contact him but he didn't want to talk to anyone; he just wanted Felicity back.
The phone went to voicemail again, Diggle sighed it had been 3 days and every time he tried to contact him it had failed. This wasn't Oliver, he was strong and he knew Felicity wouldn't want him to be like this. He decided enough was enough he would go round there and speak to him in person because that way he had to listen then. He made his way to his car and got in. Starting the car he made his way to the Queens mansion. He drove through the gate and pressed the button; slowly the gates opened and he drove in the gravel making a loud noise under his tires. He stopped the car outside of Oliver's house and got out. Taking a breath he walked up to the door and rung the bell. Not to his surprise; there was no answer but he knew that Oliver was in because he could see the lights in some of the rooms were on. Taking a spare key out of his pocket he unlocked the door and stepped inside "Oliver?" shouted Diggle from the doorway.
Diggle walked further in looking around and noticed the place was very untidy things were strewn everywhere, his post was piling up on the table where Diggle guessed his mum must have been putting it this isn't like you Oliver Diggle thought concerned. He continued walking through the mansion looking for him, he found him sitting in a chair in the lounge cradling a bottle of half empty whiskey which he was drinking from, Oliver looked rough his clothes were dirty and crumpled, his face was ragged his eyes red, he looked tired and stank of booze.
Oliver grabbed the whiskey and shakily tried to put it on the table but his hand kept slipping and the bottle constantly moved around. Diggle came over and set the bottle on the table and helped Oliver out of his seat. Oliver held onto the chair for support: "Do you need help getting to the bathroom?" Oliver shook his head, luckily there was one on this floor so he didn't need to walk up any stairs.
When Oliver finally staggered into the bathroom he ran straight to the toilet and began to throw up, after a few minutes of vomiting he shakily got up and stumbled over to the sink, turning the cold tap and splashed cold water over his face and rinsed his mouth out; making him feel more refreshed and awake but still not completely awake. He hadn't felt completely awake since the day he received the text from Felicity on the day of her kidnap. He wished he could just stay in the bathroom and Diggle would leave but he knew Diggle would just wait for him to come out and talk to him; so he splashed his face one last time with cold water took a deep breath and opened the door; Diggle was waiting opposite the door. "You can't keep ignoring me Oliver" stated Diggle as Oliver opened the door "I know. I just don't feel like talking right now" replied Oliver as he walked past him and headed up stairs keeping his balance by holding onto the railing and he headed towards his bedroom; and too no surprise he heard Diggle follow him up.
"Look at you" exclaimed Diggle pointing to a mirror gesturing for Oliver to look at the state he has made himself in; Bloodshot eyes, un-kept hair, 5 o'clock shadow. "Do you really think this is how Felicity would want you to be living? Pushing your friends and family away, drinking your feelings and burying yourself in work?" stated Diggle as he started to get mad at Oliver. "You're not the only one who lost a friend that day Oliver so stop acting like it and pull yourself together."
"She was more than a friend to me" snapped Oliver, a moment of silence passed between them and Oliver dropped down onto his bed with his head in his hands. Oliver knew Diggle was right; Diggle cared for her as well and this isn't what she would want but he didn't know how to sort things out "I need your help Dig" said Oliver finally breaking the silence, he looked up at his friend who was looking at him with his facial expression full of sadness. "Of course. First I think you need to take a shower cause no offence Oliver but you stink of booze and shave off that 5 o'clock shadow you have." replied Diggle as he placed a reassuring hand on Oliver's Shoulder; Oliver looked up at Diggle shook his head in agreement and walked towards his on-suite bathroom.
Oliver rubbed at his eyes, "I'm just so tired. How can I go back knowing I was responsible for killing her? Knowing I should have been there and not left her alone; she's gone and it's all my fault." He looked down ashamed and Diggle knew this was hard for him but one thing it definitely wasn't was his fault, none of them could have prevented her being shot and they all worked their hardest to stop it. Diggle put a hand on his shoulder trying to comfort Oliver whose face was crest fallen
"It wasn't your fault, you did all you could to save her, do you think this is really what she would want? You drowning your sorrows in alcohol, the only thing you'll end up doing is killing yourself and that definitely is not what she would want and it's not the Oliver we all know and love. He would fight back and put right the wrongs that have been committed. If you won't do it for yourself do it for me and felicity."
Diggle then went silent, there wasn't anything else left to say. It was up to Oliver to make the ultimate decision
Oliver knew deep down he was right, but continuing what he did and what killed her? The more he thought about it the more impossible it seemed. But he kept imagining felicity, she would tell him to get back up and fight again. Slowly nodding he looked up, "it's bad enough I let her down once but twice? I'd never forgive myself. With your help Diggle we will find Helena and make the biggest of all wrongs right."
Oliver had just finished getting dressed and was on his way downstairs when he heard a knock at the door; he ran down the stairs and opened the door to reveal a tall olive skinned man with coal black hair in a black suit with a blue tie and a silver tie clip. "Are you Mr Oliver Queen?" asked the man in an almost robot like voice. "Who's asking?" replied Oliver who hadn't been up to visitors since he had lost Felicity. "Daniel Colbert, representative from Starling hospital I believe you know my client, Miss Leanna Williams " stated the man as he side stepped to reveal an average height blonde woman, who Oliver recognised straight away "I believe I do know Leanna she told me about the death of a close friend of mine" said Oliver with no emotion in his voice as he relieved that moment in his head all over again. "Well now that we are all acquainted came we come in?"
Oliver showed Daniel and Leanna to the lounge and told them to wait there while he quickly went and did an errand in the house. Oliver went to the bathroom to compose himself dreading what they were going to talk about, one thing he didn't want to do was relive the moment he found out he lost Felicity all over again. Once he felt like he had enough strength, he walked back into the lounge to find his mum sat down with the man talking to him. Moira stood up when she saw Oliver enter and gestured for him to sit down "You need to hear what Daniel Colbert has to say" said his mum not looking at Oliver. Oliver sat down in the leather armchair opposite Mr and Leanna. "It is about your friend Felicity Smoak" "What about her? She's dead" replied Oliver bitterly. There was a long pause of silence then Oliver spoke again "Isn't she?" said Oliver curiously. "I am sorry to say but there was a slight mishap in communication that day, you see we had two seriously bad abdominal wounds that day both Caucasian women and it seem Miss Williams here was told about the wrong woman. It appears Miss Felicity Smoak is still alive."
It felt like time had frozen and someone was playing a cruel trick on Oliver as what Daniel had just said sunk in. Oliver shot up from his seat and paced over to the window, he reached up behind him and placed his hands on his neck trying to contain his anger; he let out a deep breath and said "What did you just say?" Asked Oliver with an angry look on his face. Why would they say something like that? Was it some kind of sick joke "Felicity isn't dead there was a mix up. I'm so sorry Oliver" said Leanna her voice shaky from unshed tears. At that Oliver sped walked to the entrance hall of his house; grabbed his coat and started looking for his keys when Leanna walked in "I am so sorry Oliver I didn't mean of any of this to happen" she spoke with tears in her eyes "She's alive. A whole week you lead me to believe she was dead. What kind of nurse are you? Stay the hell away from me" said Oliver angrily "I understand" said Leanna as she looked down at the floor and headed back into the lounge. Oliver who was now annoyed and angry because he couldn't find his car keys pushed the vase off of the table in the middle of the hall which made Leanna turn her head round so she was looking at Oliver over her shoulder "take me to Felicity" called Oliver under his breath as Leanna was about to leave; she nodded and headed towards the door with her car keys in hand.
Felicity opened her eyes to see a small park with a swing set, a slide, monkey bars and a roundabout. She heard a little girl laugh and turned to see a small blond girl sat on the field opposite the park, oh my God that's me thought Felicity as she walked closer trying to recall what she was remembering. Then she noticed a brown haired boy walking over to little Felicity, he had his back to Felicity so she couldn't see his face. The children got up and held hands as they made their way into the park, Little Felicity sat on a swing and the boy sat on the one next to her, the memory started to come back; she was 10 years old and was at the field that is opposite her parents' house but she couldn't remember the boy.
The children started to play on all the equipment at the park and kept bursting into fits of laughter we look really happy thought Felicity with tears in her eyes. Then the boy turned round and looked Felicity dead in the eyes, can he see me? Thought Felicity and she was about to say something when she saw a look of horror flash across the boy's face. That was when Felicity realised who the boy was how couldn't I recognise those eyes? Thought Felicity as the person the boy was staring at came into view; Logan "Logan" thought Felicity at the same time as the tall brown haired woman called his name.
The woman marched over to Logan and took hold of his hand "Come on Logan we are leaving" Logan looked at her his eyes filling up with tears "Why?" Asked Logan and he tried to pull his arm free but failed. "Because I said so and I am your mother" replied Logan's mum crouching down to his height "I'm so sorry that we have to do this but we have to go. Go say bye to Felicity." Reasoned his mother as she gave him a quick hug. Logan walked over to young Felicity and gave her a hug which she returned "please don't leave" pleaded Felicity "I promise I will stay in touch" replied Logan as he walked away.
As Felicity stood next to her 10 year old self they watched as Logan's mum pulled him away. Younger Felicity had tears streaming down her face as she watched her best friend being taken away from her; once Logan disappeared from sight, younger Felicity walked away back home. Felicity walked over to the bench and sat down; she leaned back against the bench letting what happened soak in she closed her eyes and all of a sudden she was hit with a feeling of emptiness; she started to panic but the darkness carried on taking her till she was surrounded by it and slipped into unconsciousness.
When the car came to a stop in front of the hospital Oliver pushed the door open and rushed to the hospital reception. Once he got there a blonde woman with hazel brown eyes looked up at him "how may I help you sir?" she asked in a formal tone. "I am looking for my friend, Felicity Smoak" Oliver replied at that the woman as she looked back at her computer screen and started typing; Oliver had started to pace from foot to foot as he waited for her response. Finally she replied " Miss Smoak is on the recovery ward" at that Oliver rushed to the elevator and pushed the button for Felicity's ward; the elevator was half full of people some with presents from the gift shop and other with bags of clothes. Once the elevator dinged for Felicity's floor he raced out and started down the corridor looking for Felicity's room.
When he finally found her room he saw her laying on her side facing the window with her blonde hair hanging loose spread over the pillow. He froze when he saw her and just stood outside the door, once he conjured up the courage to go in he slowly walked towards her bed "Felicity" Oliver struggled to get out her name as he still couldn't believe his eyes. Felicity carefully rolled over and looked Oliver dead in the eyes. He walked closer to the bed and went to hug her; at first Felicity didn't hug back but Oliver's breathing began to shake and she hugged him back. Once Oliver stopped the embrace he sat on the chair next to her bed "where have you been?" asked Felicity her eyes full of curiosity. "They told me you were" Oliver looked down at the floor his eyes tearing up, Felicity began to regret asking the question. Oliver coughed to clear his throat then said "they told me you were dead."
"What?" replied Felicityconfused.
"They got you mixed up with another patient who came in for the same surgery."
After a moment of silence Oliver finally spoke "I thought I had lost you forever." They were both silent for a moment until Oliver spoke again"I should really go tell Diggle your still alive he doesn't know" stated Oliver as he got up, he went to walk away when he felt Felicity grab his wrist, he turned round to face her "You will never lose me Oliver" replied Felicity with a smile.
Oliver moved a strand of stray hair that had fallen over her face when he noticed her looking at his mouth as he made a decision he would never regret, he leant forward and kissed her. The electricity pulsed through them both, Oliver noticed how soft Felicity's lips were and knew he would never forget this moment for as long as he lived. Oliver slowly pulled his mouth away from Felicity's; she blushed and he smiled. It seemed so perfect he'd wanted to do it for ages but there was never a right time. He was so happy that he'd chosen this moment, as he didn't think that she would survive Helena and the events that followed but being here with her changed all that and made him forget about Helena and being Arrow; he just wanted to stay here with Felicity and never let her go again for he never wanted to feel the feelings he felt when he thought he lost her forever.
Author Note: I hope it was worth the wait like I promised.
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