Connor Queen knows what's best for his father (and that is Felicity Smoak)

So after Arrow's last episode, with the bombshell of a baby Queen, this little thing wouldn't leave me in peace… I hope you enjoy Connor…

Oliver was tired. The last few week resembled some kind of nightmare, his mind too occupied to rest, his body too tired to work properly.

He didn't know what to do, he didn't know what to think…

The image of his mother's body, her funeral, the last battle against Slade, the injuries that his friends had to go through, Thea's tear stricken face… Connor… his son… all the images mixed in some kind of whirlpool of sound, images and smell… the sound of crying, of screams, of sobs, the red of blood pouring freely, the smell of burned meat and death…

It was too much… he just wanted to find a hole and never come out… just lie there until death came to rescue him…

And then, the most amazing sound made him look up…

He was sitting inside the mansion's library when the sound of a child's laugh echoed through the space, followed by a woman's voice.

Oliver rose from the couch, walking slowly and silently towards the living room. In there, he found his son, playing with some cars and what looked like a motherboard. Hovering over him, with a helicopter in her hand, Felicity was making some noises, that probably tried to resemble the chopper's.

"C'mon, Connor, we can't let the bad guys win the race!" Felicity was saying, moving the helicopter animatedly.

"We will power up the cars with your machine!" the young boy replied, grabbing the motherboard and making the cars pass over it, like some kind of factory line.

Oliver let his body fall against the doorway, half hidden in the shadow, watching his son open up more than he had already do. Felicity was really a remarkable woman. Not even once, she looked at him with anything less than support when they found out about Connor. Not even once she tried to walk away from helping him in his less than stellar fatherhood abilities. But he didn't know how longer she would stay… she made the choice of helping the Arrow, not Oliver Queen with his son… and he was scared that one day she might decide it was too much for her, that she wanted her old life back, that their closeness was being too much… that the way he looked at her suffocated her…

"Felicity…" Connor spoke, stopping his cars to look up at her.

"Hum?" Felicity hummed, kneeling beside him when she saw his serious expression.

"Are you going to be my mother?" the boy asked, making her grip on the helicopter slip and the toy fall between them.

She choose that moment to look up, probably to try and come up with an answer. She saw Oliver watching them, she saw how his expression held anxiety, fear and another feeling she was too afraid of naming.

"Connor…" she started.

"Dad loves you!" Connor said, and noticing Felicity's eyes, he looked back to see his father there. "Don't you dad?"

Oliver felt all the air leave his lungs. He wanted to answer so bad…

Felicity took his silence as a negative and smiling at Connor, she kissed his hair and rose, ready to leave.

She was almost at the door, when Oliver's words caught her by surprise.

"If she wants to…" he said softly and Felicity stopped, without turning, too afraid of what the words might mean. "It's her life…her choice…" Oliver continued and finally she turned around to see him looking at her with his soft eyes and softer smile. The ones she missed so much during the previous months.

"I choose you, both of you…" she said, before walking purposely towards them.

Stopping in front of Oliver, she grabbed the lapels of his suit and brought his face closer to hers.

"Your kid is smarter than you!" she said, before kissing him.

Behind them, Connor smiled happily. He might not have had a mother while growing up in that orphanage, she might have died without giving the love she wanted to give, but he felt, for the first time in his life, that this woman kissing his father could be the best mother he could ever have, and he knew his mother would be proud of it.