A/N: FORCE BLUE is a real and wonderful organization. I did however modify its membership to fit my story.

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Felicity Smoak had been having a crazy day. She had been nervous about the presentation of her state of the art scope and sniper rifle for the Navy Seals and everything and anything that could have gone wrong that morning had. But all of that stress...vanished.

One of the most handsome men she had ever seen had been staring at her ass like he wanted to devour it. Maybe even worship it. And instead of being offended by that, she was ready and willing to have him try. When she caught him, he hadn't looked away. He boldly held her gaze and a blaze of sexual heat ignited in her. His interest hadn't made her feel objectified or uncomfortable...it had made her feel sexy and wanted. It had been a long time since she felt so powerful in her femininity.

The man was a vision of perfection on two legs. A BUD/S instructor ball cap covered the top of his short cropped dark blonde hair and piercing blue eyes stood out against his beautiful tan skin. He was tall and built just the way she liked a man to be. Lean, rock-hard and powerful. Her body, that had been asleep for the last 10 months as she worked 24/7 on her new tech, painfully started to wake and boy oh boy, was it revving to go.

'Down girl', Felicity murmured to herself and tore her gaze away from the delicious Seal and focused her full attention back on the group of other men in front of her. Now wasn't the time for her to be distracted. Maybe later she could enjoy the view because this group of Seals were definitely eye candy.

How incredibly unprofessional she was being, she thought. These men may be divine specimens of health and athleticism, the extreme best of the best seamen, warriors, but they were sons, husbands and brothers first. They were men who put their lives on the line so that the rest of us could sleep peacefully and in freedom. She was there to make sure she could contribute to their safety and the safety of her country.

She picked up one of her "babies" from its case and held the weapon in her arms.

"This is the Arrow Green-AR, semi-automatic, manual bolt action cartridge rifle that allows for extreme accuracy and stopping power. It has an adjustable saddle cheek-piece instead of an integral and a convenient folding stock. We were able to make this rifle 1.5 pounds lighter than your current weapon of choice."

At her mention of decreased weight the group of Seals moved in a little closer with interest. Felicity knew anything lighter would appeal to a soldier, but what they didn't know yet, was the power her baby would still allow them.

"My team will distribute a Green to each of you, so you can handle the metal and then we'll have a short demonstration."

Thirty minutes later the Seal instructors were all laid out on their stomachs in their individual firing stations. Each were firing the Green at multiple targets staggered at different distances. Felicity enjoyed the no-nonsense discussion with soldiers when it came to their weapons. Statistics could be spouted, but until they could touch, feel and fire...that's when the fun really started.

Felicity loved watching a professional handle her tech. There was an elegance to the skill required to calculate distance, weather and environmental impacts. She slowly walked up and down behind the safety line watching the men put her guns through the wringer. If she could impress those who had been in the theatre of combat than her hard work would have been worth it.

Her eyes kept wandering over to a certain Seal and all the prettiness on display. Long muscular legs, clothed in dark military camos, absorbed the impact of the weapon's kick-back as well as defined and chiseled arms and broad shoulders strained against the black t-shirt he wore.

"Ms. Smoak," Felicity turned at the mention of her name and blushed lightly at having been caught staring.

"Um, yes, Master Chief Blackthorne,"

"The instructors need to return to their men, but we will hold the second class tomorrow as arranged. I think they're impressed with your hardware so far."

"Thank you. I look forward to going over the scopes tomorrow."

"Till tomorrow then,"

As the Seals brought the rifles back to Caitlin and Juliana many of them shared words of encouragement and also some very excellent feedback. Felicity felt proud at what she and her team had accomplished.

She was painfully aware of every step and movement her Navy Seal took and as he stepped closer her heart accelerated and her body felt so alive.

He didn't hand his rifle to Caitlin or Juliana. He handed it to her, and with a wickedly charming smile he nodded his thanks.

"Damn," the other two ladies quietly sighed, so only Felicity could hear, as they stood with her and watched Oliver Queen walk away. The man walked like a predator, sleek and all harnessed control.

"Double damn," Felicity playfully agreed, before she, Caitlin and Juliana looked at each other and started to giggle.

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Felicity's dad picked up on the third Facetime ring and his smiling face filled her laptop screen.

"Dad! I think the Seals liked the Green!"

"Oh honey, I'm so proud of you. But, you know I never had any doubt they would," Felicity warmed at the unconditional love and support her Dad always gave her. Felicity's mother had died when she was very young, but her father had shared every memory he had of the woman he loved. She had never been forgotten.

"Hey Brat!" came the beloved endearment her older brother had bestowed on her since she was two and he was six. Felicity missed her father and brother so much. They both lived across the country from her in Florida

Felicity watched as a flash of metal came into view on her screen and her brother walked into the kitchen on his prosthetic leg and sat down to join her Dad in the conversation.

They all chatted for about an hour filling Felicity in on the latest developments of a group of fellow military veterans they had joined some months back. Felicity's brother David had been wounded in action while in service of the U.S. Army. For a long time after he was home and going through operations and recovery, after losing a leg to a roadside bomb, he was at a loss as to who he was now and what life held for him. With support from his family, friends and fellow soldiers he had found his way back to the "living."

David had always loved surfing and water-sports and was now involved with a group of Veterans who advocated diving, coral reef restoration and conservation. The group was called, FORCE BLUE and they were amazing. It gave veterans, who needed and wanted, a new mission after leaving the service. Her brother had found a place where he could do good, heal emotionally and because he was underwater; he could be free from the limitations of his artificial limb. It was therapeutic. It was life saving. And Felicity and the company she owned, Arrow Technologies, were huge supporters.

"Brat, you know I'm proud of you, right?" Her brother said as they once again came back around to talking about Felicity's new tech.

"I do, D. If my tech can bring a soldier home to his loved ones…" Felicity couldn't finish what she meant to say as so many emotions took over. David understood and put his open palm up to the screen and she placed hers up in return.

"Did those tadpoles give you a hard time?"

"Tadpoles?" Felicity laughed.

"Yeah, you know, those Navy Seal boys are nothing compared to an Army man,"

Felicity laughed so hard at her brother's joke while a wickedly charming smile came to mind.

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Her Seal wasn't there today. Felicity shook her head at the silliness of her possessive pronoun. He wasn't hers. She didn't even know his name. Hell, she hadn't even heard the man talk. So why was she so terribly disappointed he wasn't there?

"We have some teams completing their last classes today," Felicity looked up, into the smiling eyes of one of the instructors she remembered from the day before. He was tall and built like a tank. A very impressive, exquisitely masculine tank. The best kind of tank as a matter of fact.

"Chief Petty Officer Diggle, ma'am," the stranger introduced himself. "I just didn't want you to think the instructors that weren't here, were not...interested...in your hardware."

Felicity couldn't help but smile at the man who seemed to be making a deeper point than just polite conversation.

"Thank you, Chief Petty Officer Diggle. That's always good to know."

"A bunch of us are meeting up for a celebratory drink after final classes tonight. Would you and your team like to join us?"

Felicity hesitated, but Caitlin chimed in from behind her, "We would love to meet you all for drinks. Wouldn't we, Felicity?"

"7pm, at the Emerald Porpoise," Diggle said before he nodded to the ladies and walked off to call Lyla. He wanted to let her know that not only was her husband extremely handsome but he was also insanely clever, too. Oliver's quiet interest in Ms. Smoak the day before had not gone unnoticed by his best friend.

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The bar was loud and boisterous. Felicity and her team couldn't help but be caught up in all the excitement of the men and women around them. The place was full of Navy personnel, many who were celebrating surviving and completing the grueling BUD/S program. It was something to be incredibly proud of and the mood was party central.

"Helloooo beautiful ladies! Can we buy you a drink?" Felicity, Caitlin and Juliana had to laugh at what felt like the 100th time they had been flirted with, propositioned or just plain adored by the celebrating Seals in the bar.

"No, but thank you!" they ladies replied, as the Seals tried their best to impress them.

"Awww, don't you know we're Navy Seals? We just finished classes.." The jovial seamen animatedly chatted as they stood around the table and Felicity couldn't help but glance around the bar looking for the one person she actually had hoped to talk to.

She looked over to the bar where Chief Petty Officer Diggle was sitting with his lovely wife Lyla, whom Felicity had talked to earlier that night, and met the stare of her Seal. He was staring right at her and with a slow, sexy smile he tipped his beer in salute to her.

Felicity was so happy to see him that she playfully mouthed, "Help!"

One of the bar waitresses took that exact moment to lean in front of Felicity and block her view of her Seal.

As Felicity tried to look around the woman the Seals standing around her table suddenly stood at attention. "Sir!"

"At ease. You boys aren't bothering the ladies are you?" Felicity's Seal teasingly asked the men he now stood beside. His voice was deep and as sinfully decadent as her favorite peppermint cafe mocha. Felicity really, really, really liked her coffee. Oh, my.

"No sir!" the men replied, looking at Felicity and the ladies hoping they didn't feel they were bothering them.

"They weren't bothering us. In fact, I believe they had just offered to buy us a round of very expensive drinks," Juliana deviously said, as she looked between Felicity and Oliver.

"We sure did, what can we get you?" the eager Seals said as they moved closer to Juliana and Caitlin.

Felicity and Oliver shared knowing smiles and then he held out his hand, "Would you like to dance?"