Alright I'm back home from my trip and am starting to get back to the swing of things. First I'd like to thank you all for the kind words and private messages I've received. The ideas you're sending me are fantastic and I promise I will use them at some point. At the request of someone they asked if I would continue the series, the answer is yes. The part 2 of the series will be called "Love Continues". A few more chapters on this part 1 of the series. Again I do not own Arrow or it's characters and this is all in my mind.
4.
Oliver and Dig got the city back under control and started to head back to the lair. Oliver's phone rang, he looked down it was Felicity.
"Felicity what's wrong?"
"Oh nothing, I was just wondering if you could bring me some mint chocolate chip ice cream on the way back? I saw everything on the news, great job guys. I found out some more things about Randall but I will show you when you guys get back."
"Absolutely, anything for you. What did you find out?"
He heard her take a sharp breath on the phone, "Ow,".
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing I'm just a little…" the phone fell and they could hear the machines going crazy.
"FELICITY!"
Dig and Oliver broke every traffic law known to man, at the hospital they ran to ICU, there they were allowed in.
"Where is she?"
"They have her in surgery, the sutures inside popped and they are doing some repairs. She did pass out but she's fine, you can wait here until she is brought back down." The nurse calmly said.
"Where did the officers go?"
"They followed and are waiting outside the operating room,"
"Thank you, come on Oliver."
After a little while a doctor came out and walked over to them.
"She's out of surgery, she'll need to take it easy for a few days to make sure she heals, she's back in her room if you want to see her."
"Thank you doctor."
Oliver and Dig walked into the room, she was asleep and looking like an angel. He pulled a chair over to the side of the bed with the least machines and took her hand in his. A couple of hours later, she awoke.
"You guys are back, where's my ice cream?"
"You passed out babe, you had to have surgery again and the first thing that comes out of your mouth is where your ice cream is? You have got to stop giving me heart attacks."
"Sorry, I guess that's why my chest still hurts and my head is a little fuzzy."
"Girl you really are going to kill us, you need to focus on resting now," Dig said, squeezing her hand and smiling down at her.
"I will if my boss weren't such a jerk," she said smirking.
"I hear he is an ass," Oliver said kissing her on the forehead.
Randall sat in his truck watching them pull up and jump out of the town car throwing the keys towards the valet and taking off inside the hospital. He began to rock back and forth again, 'what do I do?'
"You get off this truck and you go in there and you get her," the voice said.
"What if I did hurt her bad?" he whispered.
"Then you can finish her and then yourself," the voice said.
Randall reached into the glove compartment grabbing his nine mm and tucking it into his waist band. He put the long blonde wig on and fixed it, and stepped out of his car with his backpack on.
Felicity had fallen asleep, the pain meds were really making her tired, Dig and Oliver stood watch.
"I'll be back, I'm pretty hungry and I'm sure you are too, plus if I don't come back with ice cream I'm sure she'll beat the crap out of me." He said chuckling. Dig put his hand on Oliver's shoulder squeezing, "She's going to be alright after all this, just remember that."
"I am," Oliver smiled back up at him.
Dig walked out of the room, rode the elevator downstairs by himself. He stretched and yawn at the same time, the elevator doors opened, a man who looked familiar climbed in as he left. The doors closed and as they were closing Dig realized who it was wearing a wig. He ran towards the elevator as the door slammed in his face and he could see the man with a twisted smile. Dig picked up his cell phone and started to dial Oliver as he ran towards the staircase.
"You just left a minute ago," Oliver teased.
"He's here in the elevator, wearing a long blonde wig, I'm coming up," the door opened at the top of the staircase and there Randall stood holding the 9 mm pointed at Dig and he shot him twice, Dig fell back down the stairs and Oliver could hear everything. He walked into the hallway getting the attention of the officer.
"He's here now, he's wearing a blonde wig and he has just shot my partner. " Oliver glared at the officer as he spoke into his radio, relaying the information.
Randall headed into the nearest rest room and took the wig off and placed it in the trash, and pulled out a different shirt and took a small device out of his bag and plugged it into the outlet in the bathroom. He clicked the button on the remote and all the lights shut off. He could hear the screams from some of the rooms, he didn't care who or what but he would be getting her tonight.
"You are doing good, you've killed the one now you have to kill the other, finish this," the voice in his head said.
He began to rock back and forth rubbing his head, he paced in a small circle.
"Yes, mine" he made his way to the door and made it into the hallway.
Oliver carried her into the bathroom in the room, pulling her IV cart along, sitting her inside the shower. He knelt down next to her, putting her cheeks in his hands.
"Do not come out of here for anything in the world, do you understand?"
"Yes, I need you to be careful and get back to me soon please. Oliver, I think this is the first time I've ever been this scared."
"You are going to be fine, I love you, I need to go take care of this problem."
She nodded, he kissed her passionately then locked the bathroom door and shut the lights off, leaving her in pitch darkness. He took off down the hallway into a stairwell and made it to the car and changed into his gear, he was going to end this once and for all.
Randall walked down the hall, gun in hand trying to find her. He had killed the people in rooms 103 and 105, he continued to make his way to room 107. There was no one in the room and the sign said 'James'. As he was making his way into the room the two officers stepped out.
"Randall drop the gun and put your hands on your head. NOW!"
Randall turned around, smiling at the officer his head soon tilted to the side, in his hand he held a flash bang (an incendiary device that caused temporary blindness) and tossed it on the ground, shooting both officers in the head.
He continued to walk into the room, smelling the pillow and getting her cherry-almond scent.
"Felicity, where are you my dear?"
He walked over to the bathroom door and tried to open the door, not being able to and finding it locked he became angry. He took the gun and shot at the lock, he felt pain through his chest. The pain radiated down and soon he felt warmth on his chest. He looked down, an arrow was sticking out of his heart. He turned around dropping the gun staring at the Arrow before him.
"But she is mine!"
"No, not now and not ever."
The man smiled at the Arrow before collapsing to the ground dead. Oliver changed once again, placing the duffel under her bed. He went up to the bathroom door, knocked on it sweetly.
"Felicity, it's me can you open the door baby?"
"Oliver, I can't move. Is he really dead?"
"Yes," he looked down at the damage Randall had done to the door and managed to get the door to open, inside he turned the lights on and crouched down in front of her and just gave her the most passionate kiss. The tears would not stop falling, he gently carried her back to the bed as the police made it to the room.
"The Arrow?" said Detective Martin.
"Yes," replied Oliver and Felicity, "We hid in the bathroom as he suggested."
"Are you both okay?" the Detective asked looking at the scene that had unfolded. They both nodded at him, an officer came into the room and whispered something to the Detective. "You both are very lucky, this psycho killed the people in the other two rooms, any reason why he was here?"
"He was obsessed with Felicity, he tried to kill her at my beach house which is why she was here and I'm pretty sure he came to finish the job. If you will excuse me for just a moment I need to ask about our bodyguard."
The officer nodded as he made his way to the nurses station, there the woman was typing away.
"Mr. Queen how may I help you?"
"I was just wondering if you have any news on our friend John Diggle?"
"He is in surgery, that's all I can tell you for now."
"Is there a way I can get a private room for both of the together?"
At that the robust nurse looked at him and took of her glasses, she stared at him.
"I will see what I can do, I have to get her out of that room now since it's an active crime scene. Let me see what I can do," she said as she typed away.
Back in the room the Detective was still taking her statement, the nurse came in and messed with her IV to make sure it was still working correctly, the coroner came in to take Randall's body, inside his jacket was a picture of her smiling. She just shook her head, answering the rest of the detective's questions. The nurse began to connect things to her bed, she stared at her.
"Oh we are going to be moving you to a new room,"
"Can you wait a few minutes until he comes back?"
"I'm here Felicity, do you need a minute?" he asked her she nodded yes.
He grabbed his bag placing it under her blankets and placing his overnight bag on top. The nurse came in with an assistant and they moved her to a new room, about an hour later Dig was brought into the room. He was hooked up to some machines but didn't look too bad. Felicity's pain meds came to really affect her, causing her to fall asleep again. Oliver pulled the chair into the middle of the two beds and leaned back.
"How is it you are the only one without a scratch on you this time?" Dig spoke out.
"That's why I have you right? You alright?"
"Never better, you get the son-of-a-bitch?"
"I did, he's gone and he's never going to bother her again."
"Good," Dig said as he put his head back on his pillow letting the sleep take him again.
-A Month Later-
Felicity's chest scar was almost completely healed, Dig was completely healed and it made her angry. He was back to doing normal things and she was still being taken care of as if she were a porcelain doll that was going to break any moment now. She sat at her desk, shoes off running her scans, watching Dig and Oliver spar with each other. She smiled thinking back to the night she was attacked, the dream she had, she closed her eyes envisioning her dream, but then she experienced a flashback to Randall and her face got red and twisted. Oliver saw this out of the corner of his eye and ran over to her, in one movement he had her in his arms, telling her to breathe in through her nose and out through her mouth.
Since leaving the hospital she would experience PTSD and had pretty severe nightmares. She had kept the nightmares a secret until one night, while Oliver was sleeping on her couch, and was awaken by her blood curdling scream. He had his bow ready to go as soon as he entered her room, when he realized it was a nightmare he slowly woke her up.
"Shh, shh Felicity you are home and you are safe I'm here come on shhh," he said rocking her back and forth. The tears free falled down her cheeks as his shirt soon was soaked. When her sobs stopped he tilted her face up to his, wiping the tears off her cheeks and staring into her blue eyes that were filled with fear. "How long?" she stared at him, "how long have you been having the nightmares?"
"Since we came back," she told him.
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"I thought I could handle it," she whimpered out.
"You don't have to handle it on your own. I love you Felicity, we will get through this together okay?"
She nodded yes, he got her comfortable and laid down next to her on top of the sheets. That was the first night they slept in the same bed together, and hadn't stopped since. Dig had worked with her a little on getting through the steps but little things would trigger episodes, even a commercial one time caused her to have an episode while she was home.
-A Few Weeks Later-
Her PTSD was getting under control thanks to her new routine, every morning she would run, a good mile or three depending on how much time she had. That morning she woke up before Oliver did, she dressed in her running gear and put on her arm holder for her iPhone and turned on her music, she closed the door behind her and took off running. She was becoming more confident and even with their training she felt she was on top of the world.
Her music stopped, a call, she answered.
"Hello?" she said out of breath.
"Where are you?" he practically yelled.
"I'm running,"
"By yourself, did we not have this discussion recently?"
"Oliver, I am fine, you were peaceful this morning and I really didn't want to wake you up," she said as she jogged in place.
"Where are you?"
"Um, by the park getting ready to hit up the lake track,"
"I'll see you soon," she could tell he was seething.
Her music came back on and she began to run again, he soon joined up next to her, not saying a word. They soon made it back to her place and she grabbed some water in the kitchen.
"I wish you wouldn't go by yourself," he said.
"I needed to run and you were sleeping so I figured it would be okay,"
"Babe, I was scared,"
"I'm fine, see not a scratch on me," she said spinning around.
"Do that again?"
She smirked, obliging him. He soon had her in his arms, kissing her passionately.
"You still want to wait?" she asked him.
"You make me not want to," he replied back lifting her up as she wrapped her legs around him, he continued kissing her as they made their way to her bedroom.
"We need a shower,"
"You first," he said putting her back down. His phone rang, he looked at it and walked out of the room.
"I was just cock blocked by a phone, great," she said as she got undressed. She took a cold shower and got dressed in a floral patterned dress and sky high red heels, her hair was in her signature ponytail. Her makeup was perfect, in the living room she found Oliver by the window, still on the phone.
She walked into the kitchen and poured herself a cup of coffee, she watched him talk quietly on the phone. She checked some things on her tablet and checked her emails. She walked back into her bedroom to finish making her bed and grabbed her purse. Back in the living room, Oliver had just finished his call.
"Everything alright?" she asked.
"Yeah, everything is great, where are you going?"
"Work,"
"We're going in a little late today,"
"Oh?" she asked questioning him.
"I'm gonna jump in the shower, give me a few."
He walked away and took a shower, he dressed in one of his suits and came out into the living room, and she was staring intently at her screen.
"You ready?"
"Yeah," she said still reading. They walked down to the awaiting towncar and sat in the back, when the car stopped she finally looked up from her tablet, they were at a park
"What are we doing here?"
"You'll see, come with me," he said extending his hand to her to help her out of the car. She followed him into the park, holding his hand, around the corner she found a gorgeous scene. He had set up the perfect picnic scene, red and white checkered blanket on the grass. There was a gorgeous antique white table with two chairs and a gorgeous bouquet of roses in water on the table, he pulled the chair out for her as she sat down.
"Oliver, this is.."
He just smiled at her and sat down in his chair, he lifted her tray and then his and the plate before her held a puff pastry, she took her fork and stuck it in. Her fork didn't go too far and she stabbed some more and realized there was something in there. She r eached in with her fingers and pulled a ring box out, her jaw dropped. She looked up to look at Oliver and he was not in his chair, he was on his knee next to her looking up at her.
"Felicity Meghan Smoak, you are the love of my life, you are the light in my eyes you are the world to me. I would be the happiest man in the world if you made me your husband, would you do me the honor of being my wife?"
She just nodded her head yes falling into his arms and kissing him. He opened the ring box to show a gorgeous lotus style ring in emerald and diamonds. The band had diamonds all around in a pave style while the lotus diamonds looked like little arrows, making her cry even more. He placed the ring on her finger and in one quick step he picked her up kissing her and twirling her around. He put her down and cupped her cheeks kissing her some more, he took his thumb wiping the tears and mascara off her cheeks.
"Oh my God Oliver did you just, oh my God!" she exclaimed still looking at the ring on her finger.
"I did and now, you will always be my girl"
They finished their brunch date and continued to discuss their engagement and how they would tell their families.
"You know Thea is going to flip," she said taking another bite.
"She will most likely plan the whole wedding herself, speaking of do you want a big wedding or a small wedding?"
"A mixture of both really, friends and family mostly."
After their brunch they took a walk around the park, hand in hand enjoying the moment of peace upon the two of them. The happiness emanating off the two of them would make anyone smile. After a bit they began to walk back to the car, giggling about plans.
She felt a sharp pain in her lower abdomen, causing her to double over in pain.
"Felicity what's wrong?" Oliver asked with concern in his voice.
"Sharp pain, ow," she said.
In one motion he picked her up carrying her to the car, he looked at the driver mouthing hospital and off they went.
I know you hate the cliffhangers but you will have to wait until next week! Please leave your reviews, comments and love. Positive criticism is welcome.