He stared at the door Felicity had just disappeared behind for what seemed like hours, trying to absorb the last of her words. "He's not you." Had she really said that? Oliver fought the part of him that began she had even said that, but he was done running away from her. If she said she wasn't with Barry, then he believed her. Maybe I do still have a chance, Oliver thought, before knocking on her door for the second time that night. Not letting him talk when he had a lot to say then walking away wasn't going to work. Not this time. He was done letting her walk away from him.

"Felicity, I-" Oliver started, but stopped when he saw it was Barry who had opened the door. The last time Oliver had seen Barry was when Barry, Caitlin and Cisco helped them take down that guy with the boomerangs. Captain Boomerang, Oliver believed Cisco had called him. As much as Oliver wanted to see Felicity, he knew he had to get through Barry first. Apparently he had some words for Oliver if the way he was stepping out into the frigid night air, closing the door tightly shut behind him had any indication.

"Oliver." Barry said, folding his arms across his chest.

"Barry." Oliver replied, copying the younger man's stance. Oliver expected Barry to read him the riot act of "If you hurt Felicity, I'll run you to the nearest ocean and drop you in the middle of it" crap, but he didn't. Instead, Barry grinned and completely surprised Oliver with his next words.

"I'm really hoping you're knocking on that door again to tell Felicity you love her and that your 'Guys like us don't get the girl' speech was total crap. Otherwise, I'll need to question your sanity and take you back to Central City and run a bunch of labs. You were pretty close to dying according to Felicity, so…" Barry trailed off, shrugging his shoulders.

Oliver couldn't stop the smile that formed on his face, and before he knew it, Barry was gone.

Oliver knocked on Felicity's door again, hearing a quiet "Come in" from Felicity, before letting himself in. He had been to her apartment before, but it had been very brief. Not much had changed, Oliver noted. She still had the same furniture, but instead of a small table in the middle, there was a yoga mat. Felicity did yoga? Before he allowed his brain to think about that too much, he saw Felicity sitting on the sofa, legs folded underneath her.

"Did you remember to get chopsticks? I think I ran out." Felicity said, obviously expecting Barry and not Oliver. "If not, it's okay. We can just be lame and use- Oh."

Oliver watched as Felicity flushed, realizing she was talking to him instead of Barry. He made his way around the couch and sat at the other end, facing her. She was wearing a tank top and sweat pants, her hair in a messy ponytail and no makeup. Oliver realized he liked her best this way.

"Hi. Barry actually left. I… uh… I don't know where he went." Oliver told her, feeling uncomfortable all of a sudden. He obviously wanted to be there, but did she want him there?

"He probably went back to Central City. He got here earlier this afternoon and needed some advice. I guess he got it." Felicity told him, eyes downcast. "He finally told Iris he's in love with her, but apparently she is moving in with her boyfriend, so he's been upset for a few months. After you left, we became really close. Wait! Not like that… just great friends. Yeah. We're just friends… not that I need to explain that to you. We certainly aren't together… Not that us being together would affect my friendship with him… You know, feel free to stop me anytime." Felicity laughed, ending her rant.

Oliver just smiled at her. He had missed this. Things had been tense between them for so long, that he had forgotten how easy it was to just… be with her. "No, please continue. I've missed this." Oliver told her, suddenly feeling timid. Oliver Queen – playboy billionaire who could have any woman he wanted – feeling shy because of a woman. Who would've thought that would ever happen? Certainly not Oliver, but here he was, feeling a blush rise on his cheeks as he told her "I've missed you."

He saw as Felicity took in his words, the blush creeping up her chest and stopping at her cheeks. As much as he wanted to just sit there and enjoy the sight of her, he knew he couldn't. He needed her to know how he felt. No tense situations, no goodbyes. Just speak from the heart.

Because you're always good at that, aren't you? Oliver's subconscious reared its ugly head again, but Oliver ignored it. It was time to do this.

"I love you, Felicity." Oliver started, hearing her small intake of breath before he continued. "I'm not sure when it happened or how it happened, but I love you. When I went to fight Ra's, I had every intention of coming back and showing you how much I am in love with you, but that didn't go to plan. I know it took me a while to come back and I know things with have been tense, but that doesn't change how I feel about you. Nothing could change how I feel about you. You came into my life at such a dark time, and I know I didn't see it at first, but you were like this beacon of light in my life. When things were bad with my family or Laurel or even Diggle, you were always there. Your belief in me has guided me to be a better man – not only for Starling City but for you as well. I don't know if I'll ever be enough for you, but I hope-"

Oliver was cut off with Felicity's mouth on his. He could feel the tears that had fallen down her cheeks on his face as she wrapped her arms around his neck, bringing them closer together.

His reaction to her was immediate – he wrapped one arm around her waist and placed his free hand on her face, much like he had done in the hospital all those months ago. Except this time, it wasn't an end.

It was a beginning.

Felicity pushed away from Oliver and for a moment, he thought she had regretted it. He thought she was going to push away from him and tell him to leave, but when he opened his eyes, he saw a smile on her face as she rested her forehead against his.

"I love you, Oliver. You will always be enough for me." She whispered, before placing a soft kiss on his lips.

Oliver would never get tired of the feeling of her soft body against his.

"I'm sorry for slapping you when you got back." Felicity told him. "I just… I was so broken when Nyssa told us you were dead and I mourned the love of my life, Oliver. I wondered if you would've made it if I had just told you that I loved you. Then, you were gone. I thought I would never get to tell you how I felt. For two months, I just laid in bed, whispering how sorry I was and how much I regretted not telling you how I felt. I thought you were dead. Then, when I saw you in the foundry ready to leave, I lost it. I couldn't believe you were back at first – I thought I had officially gone insane and were now seeing my dead… whatever you were – but when I saw you turn around to leave, I knew it really was you. Then it hit me that you were leaving and… I don't know. I couldn't believe you would've just left like that. You may think that you leaving would've made us happy, but we need you, Oliver. As much as Starling City needs you, we need you even more." Felicity finished, tears racing down her cheeks.

Oliver lifted his thumb to wipe away her tears, but instead, he leaned forward and kissed them away. He liked that he could do that now. When he pulled back, he took Felicity's hands in his and said "I'm sorry. I was being selfish in leaving without talking to all of you first. I'm sorry you had to go through all of that while I was away… But I promise to never leave you again. I'm here to stay." Oliver promised, kissing her once more before laying them both down on the couch, Felicity in his arms. As much as he wanted to carry her to her bedroom and show her exactly how much he had missed her, he had dreamed about holding her in his arms the entire time he was gone, so that's what he did. He spent the entire night listening to her even breathing, promising to never leave her.

With Felicity by his side, Oliver faced the future with arms wide open.