A/N
For those who may not know, my grandmother passed away on the 26th of September. I needed some time to recover from that so I took a short break. My grandmother and I were always extremely close so it hit me pretty hard. I want to thank everyone for understanding. It means a lot to me. I'm back now and I hope everyone enjoys this chapter.
Oliver Pov
The sound of the waves crashing against the shore let me know we were nearing the ocean once again. Hopefully this would be the last time we would need to travel anywhere on this godforsaken island. This island had brought the two of them nothing but pain. Crazed lunatics and killer storms seemed to lurk around every corner.
Time seemed to drag on as we waited for help to arrive. Hours passed as we stared out at the seemingly never ending water. Felicity packed up the small amount of supplies we had gathered. She offered me the last of the pain medicine and I took it willingly. The intense throbbing in my leg gradually faded into a softer throb as the medicine worked it's way into my system.
Felicity finished packing and took a seat right beside me. I wrapped my arm around her and pulled her into me. We sat there in silence for awhile until I heard Felicity let out an excited gasp.
"Do you hear that?" She asked whipping her head around to look at me. Listening closely, in the far distance I could hear a faint chopping noise. "I think I see it!" Her finger pointed out over the ocean. Squinting my eyes, I could see the small black speck she was pointing at.
"We're going home Felicity," I said with a smile forming on my face.
"Cursed," I heard someone whisper in my ear. I quickly glanced around, but found no one else here but the two of us. I waited another moment, but I didn't hear anything else. I decided to shake it off and focus on the more important matter; getting out of here.
...
When we boarded the helicopter, they immediately began treating our wounds. The emergency staff on board offered us food, water, and began pumping us full of pain medicines. Gurneys were awaiting us when the helicopter landed on the helipad of the hospital. I tried to refuse them, but had no say in the matter. X-rays were taken of my leg. The doctors found that my break was severe and that I would need surgery to repair the bone.
The following events seemed to blur together until the next thing I knew I was waking up in a hospital bed. The sound of phones ringing and various voices sounded in the hallway. I tried to move but was met with a wave of pain in my leg. Looking down towards my feet, I saw a cast covered half of my leg. Sighing, I looked around the room. I was alone. A knock on the door drew my attention. A nurse walked in seconds later wearing a pair of pink scrubs.
"Mr. Queen, you're awake! How are you feeling? Do you need more pain medication?" The nurse asked as she picked up the clipboard hanging at the end of my bed. She glanced over my vitals quickly as she came to my bedside.
"No I'm fine. Can you tell me how the woman I came in with is doing? Her name is Felicity Smoak." The nurse looked up from the clipboard and looked at me.
"She is recovering well. The two of you are being transferred to Starling General tomorrow," the nurse replied pulling a pen out of her pocket. She clicked the end and began writing.
"How long have I been here?" I asked wondering how long I had been out.
"Three days. The surgery to repair your leg went well. It should take roughly six to eight weeks to heal all the way, and we are referring you to a physical therapist in Starling," she answered finishing her charts. She clicked her pen once again and placed it back in her pocket. "Are you sure you don't want any pain medicine?"
"No. Can I see Felicity?" I asked wanting to see her with my own eyes.
"Sorry Mr. Queen, but she is currently resting and is not to be disturbed. You two will more than likely be placed in the same room at Starling. Why don't you rest up. She's doing fine and you will see her tomorrow. "
Sighing, I caved in and accepted the nurse's third offer for pain medicine. I soon drifted back to sleep. I awoke the next morning as they were getting me prepped for the transfer. Several grueling hours later, I arrived back in my home town. Paparazzi gunning for exclusive footage was awaiting me outside the doors to the hospital. The staff herding the back as I was wheeled in.
I arrived in my room to see a familiar smiling face sitting in a bed. "Well hello Mr. Queen. I see you have quite the homecoming waiting for you outside."
"They didn't bother you did they?" I asked her as they wheeled me towards my bed. I turned to the nurse and asked if she could give us a minute. I didn't want to be thrown back into another bed. I wanted to touch her and make sure all of this was real. Make sure that this wasn't some crazy hallucination.
The nurse nodded and rolled me beside Felicity's bedside. Felicity wrapped me in a bear hug and rested her head on my shoulder. I heard the sound of the door shutting letting us know that we were alone.
"Let's see, they asked if I was glad to be back home, if I was going to sue the company, oh and my all time favorite, if we were sleeping together," she answered releasing her tight grip on me.
"God I hate the media," I sighed lacing my fingers with hers. "Are you okay? The nurse told me that you were, but I need to hear it from you. "
"I'm okay. I just need to put all this behind me. Every time I close my eyes it feels like I'm back there."
"I know the feeling. Trust me when I say that it goes away eventually," I comforted giving her hand a gentle squeeze.
"I know... I can't believe we made it. I feel like I'm just going to wake up and find myself laying back on the beach."
"You're safe now. I promise," I whispered reassuringly.
"Mr. Queen. You have some visitors wanting to see you. You as well Ms. Smoak," a voice said from the doorway.
"Send them in," I replied knowing exactly who these visitors were. I gave Felicity a kiss on the forehead and turned my attention to the door. In walked Diggle, Sara, Laurel, Diggle ,Thea, and my mother.
Hugs beyond hugs were exchanged along with tears. My mother tried to make me swear off traveling over seas ever again. Diggle and Felicity talked for awhile and Sara complemented her on gaining a few more scars. Laurel gave me a couple smacks and promised to kill me herself the next time I go missing.
Everyone hung out for about an hour. My mom and sister had some press conference they had to attended to. Laurel had to leave for work leaving just Sara and Diggle.
"Has anything happened while I was gone?" I asked once it was just the four of us.
"No. Surprisingly it's been radio silent," Sara answered sounding concerned.
"Do you know who did this to the two of you?" Diggle asked.
"No idea. I don't think it was Slade though if that was what you were wondering," I said shaking my head.
"Neither do I. Slade wouldn't go through all this just to kill you on a plane," Sara agreed.
"As much as I hate to admit it, I'm going to be out of commission for awhile. My leg is shot to hell," I admitted. "I'm going to need you guys more than ever."
"We're here for you man. I've gotta run, but get some rest. I'll stop by tomorrow and bring you both some breakfast." With a wink he left the room.
"I've got to head out too." She leaned in and gave me a hug. I felt her lips on my ear. "I know. She makes you happy. She's your light." She gave me a wink as she pulled away from the hug. "Bye Felicity, I'll see you tomorrow morning."
"Bye Sara," Felicity waved.
...
Felicity was released from the hospital a day before I was. On the day I was released, she wheeled me out to the car. Diggle sat in the drivers seat with a grin on his face.
"Your black driver is reporting for duty," Diggle remarked rolling the window down.
"I could still ditch you," I quipped with a laugh. Felicity helped me into the car and put the wheelchair in the trunk. Looking out the window made me feel like I was truly back home.
After a short drive, I noticed we weren't heading towards my house. Instead, we seemed to be headed towards Felicity's house. Sure enough, we pulled into Felicity's driveway. The two of them had grins on their faces. I turned over to look at her and raised an eyebrow. With an eager look on her face, she darted out of the car and grabbed the wheelchair out of the trunk.
She wheeled it around and helped me out of the car and into the chair. I watched her mouth the words thank you to Diggle as she gave him a wave. He gave her a wink and began backing out of the drive way.
"So, stealing me away huh?" I asked as she wheeled me towards her door.
"Just call me Misery," she joked.
"Are you planning on chaining me to a bed?" I played along causing her to blush.
"Um... I.. No?" She defended flustered. "I have uh... other plans... these plans involve other activities. NOT those kind of activities but... uhh... brain can you help me out here?"
Her face was as red as a tomato. "Breathe Felicity."
"Just let me show you." She took out her key and fumbled to find the right one. She was adorable when she was nervous. She let out a victory 'aha' when she found the right key. She wheeled me into the house and into the living room.
She picked up the remote and a gigantic bag of chocolate. "As promised, Netflix and chocolate."
"You weren't lying, " I said feeling an overwhelming need to smile wash over me.
"Nope," she replied tossing me a piece of candy. "I have another surprise too. Wait here."
She came running back seconds later with a near empty bottle of champagne and two glasses. "This was in my supply pack from the island. I figured if we made it out of there alive, we could put our fire fuel to good use. So what do you say, drink some disgusting champagne with me?"
"Absolutely," I answered popping the now open candy into my mouth. She quickly popped the loose cork of the bottle and poured the remainder of the champagne into our glasses. Raising her glass, she met my eyes and let a smile form on her face.
"To the future," she said keeping eye contact.
"To the future," I agreed. We clinked glasses and each took a sip. Both of our faces cringed as the horrible taste of the alcohol hit our taste buds.
"God that's awful," she muttered shaking her head. "What the hell." She shrugged her shoulders and took another sip clearing out the glass. She had a chocolate on stand by and quickly popped it in her mouth to counteract the alcoholic taste.
With a big smile on her face, she picked up the remote. "So, what should we watch?"