Felicity POV

A day passed by. Then two days passed, three days, and before I knew it an entire week had flown by. Nothing seemed to bother Oliver and I. It was as if the island fell into a deep sleep.

Oliver and I fell into a kind of routine over the week. He would always be the first one to rise in the mornings. Every morning I would wake to the smell of something cooking over the fire. He would always tend to my wounds after breakfast was over. I tried to insist that he let me look at his foot, but he always insisted that he had it covered. After Oliver Queen Medicine Man finished playing doctor, he went to the jet to work on the radio. While he was playing Bob the Builder with the radio, I would normally look around the island for supplies that we could use. I would bring whatever I found back to the campsite.

With Kai and his wolf gone, the island felt safer. Neither Oliver or I had found anything else remotely dangerous on the island. Things seemed to be getting better. My burns on my leg had started to heal. I knew scars were still going to cover my leg, but at least it hadn't gotten infected.

With the feeling of impending danger behind us, we wound up having a funeral for our fallen passengers killed in the crash; the stewardess, the co-pilot, and the pilot. Oliver dug graves for the three of them. After finishing that, he pulled a few pieces of bark off of a tree and etched each of their names into the wood. After finishing the burying process, we each said a few words for them.

Picking up a handful of dirt, I sprinkled a little on each grave. Oliver looked at me for a brief second before bending down to the dirt and collecting a handful of dirt as well. He tossed a bit of dirt onto each grave as well. He turned to me and gave me a nod.

Staring at the graves caused a feeling of grief to well up inside me. Without any warning I felt tears welling up in my eyes. Oliver noticed and without saying anything, he wrapped me into a comforting embrace.

"I don't even know why I'm crying," I whispered into his shoulder, "I didn't know them."

He didn't say anything, instead he just stroked the back of my hair. He was telling me to let it all out.

"That could've been us. We could've been the ones six feet under," I mumbled.

"We're going to make it off this island for them," he replied sounding confident.

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I woke up on our tenth day there to a weird feeling in my stomach. The safe atmosphere seemed to shift to one of unease. Thunder rumbled off in the distance as I opened my eyes. The once blue sky was slowly being overtaken by dark grey clouds. Lighting illuminated the sky as it jumped from cloud to cloud.

The smell of smoke from the fire lacked the usual scent of breakfast being prepared. Scanning the horizon for Oliver, I couldn't find him.

The island seemed quieter than normal. The normal sounds of birds flying overhead paired with the sounds of the jungle seemed to be on mute. Even the normal sound of the waves crashing on shore seemed to be turned down to a minimum.

"Oliver?" I shouted warily. I was starting to get freaked out. The sound of thunderous drums beat against my rib cage. "Oliver!" I shouted louder.

I heard footsteps behind me. Feeling a chill crawl up my spine, I turned around to face the noise. There stood Oliver with an unusual smile on his face.

"I did it! Felicity, I fixed the radio!" He said sounding extremely happy.

"Oliver you scared the bejezus out of me," I said letting out a sigh of relief. He took a seat next to me and gripped the sides of my face.

"This means we're going home Felicity. I've already radioed for help. They're coming Felicity," he continued. His infectious smile rubbed off on me and before I knew it a grin had spread across my face. He leaned in and met my smile with his lips.

Thunder rolled now overhead as the sound of rain hitting the earth filled our ears. A second later I felt the droplets begin to hit my skin.

"We should go somewhere dry," I said pulling away from his kiss. "Well unless you want to reenact a scene from the notebook." A look of confusion spread across his face.

"Is that a chic flick movie? I think Laurel tried to get me to watch that one," he said looking like he was trying hard to remember.

"Yup that's the one. Know anywhere dry?" I asked curiously. Taking me by surprise, he lifted me up bridal style and gave me a wink.

"I might know of a place," he smiled causing my stomach to flutter a bit.

He carried me into the jungle. The sound of raindrops hitting the canopy overhead echoed throughout the floor bed. I was starting to get a bit of a cold chill, but thankfully his body heat kept me warm.

"It's just ahead here," he said after a few minutes. Following his path of sight, I saw what he was indicating. It looked like a cave of some sort.

"There isn't any wolves in there?" I asked feeling slightly scared of what could be lurking in there.

"I've checked several times. I've never found anything," he replied trying to convince me there was nothing to worry about.

"Okay, I trust you," I replied telling my nerves to quiet down.

"Really? No babbles of any kind?" He asked raising an eyebrow. Giving him an eye roll and a scoff, I smacked his chest with my good hand.

"I can sometimes control it," I defended.

"Well I like it when you lose control," he replied causing my stomach to flutter.

"Really, well then I..." I was interrupted by a loud crackling noise close by. A loud creaking noise followed. The smell of something burning filled the area. The creaking noise grew louder as it sounded like it was coming straight towards us.

That's when I saw it. A large tree was headed straight for us.

"Oliver!" I screamed.

A/N

Sorry this chapter took so long! I've been suuuuper busy! I hope you guys can forgive me! Love all of you and hope you enjoy!