Here´s the last Chapter and I have to say thanks to all of you for the reviews, for following, for add my story to your fav. Biggest thank you to niagaraweasel for translate and for all the nice chats.

A knock on the door made Felicity pull the covers over her head. Please go away, I don't want to get up, was her first thought. Slowly she got up anyway, wearing only an oversized MIT-shirt. On her way to the door she raked both hands through her blonde curls to help her wake up. Another knock sounded just as she was turning the door knob.

Oliver leaned against her door frame, a bag of croissants and a bottle of champagne in his hands and a smile on his face. The man always looked incredible whether in a suit or in the simple jeans he wore right now.

"Oliver…" Felicity said, surprised. He kissed her forehead. "Good morning, Felicity. Can I come in?" Felicity stepped aside and followed Oliver as he headed straight for the kitchen. "What are you doing here?"

Oliver put down the croissants and champagne, walked over to her and wrapped his arms around her. "Since you didn't have time for me last night, I wanted to spend some time with you alone this morning." He kissed her. "I missed you."

Felicity kissed him back, wrapping her arms around his neck. "Oliver Queen, you're always good for a surprise. Just give me a minute to get dressed." Oliver didn't let go of her. "No, don't, you look incredibly sexy like this."

"Mr. Queen, that does not sound like breakfast," Felicity answered, her eyes sparkling. Oliver picked her up and carried her over to the bedroom. "Forget breakfast, let's make it brunch."

Gently he put her down on the bed and took off her shirt, then he removed his own clothes and started to kiss her.

Felicity felt as if her whole body went up in flames. Oliver Queen could be cold as ice, but when he was with her, he showed her so much warmth that her heart almost stopped beating. There was so much love in every touch, every kiss, that she could let herself fall completely.

Oliver relished every inch of her body, the woman was absolutely perfect. With every other woman it had been just sex, with Felicity it was love, a feeling he hadn't felt for the longest time and one that he had been certain didn't have a place in his dark world any more.

"Felicity, you're unbelievable," he panted and pulled her into his arms. He wanted nothing more than to just stay in bed with her all day long. It was a safe haven, where evil, grief and pain didn't exist.

"Oliver, you're the one who's unbelievable, I love you. Wow, never in my life I thought I would say these words so quickly, but with you it feels absolutely right," Felicity said, resting her head on his sweat-dampened chest. Oliver pressed a kiss into her curls and caressed her arm. "I wish I could stay here with you for the rest of the day."

Felicity traced her fingertips across Oliver's stomach. "Sounds tempting, but there's the gala…."

Oliver groaned. "I know, that was exactly the reason why I came here this morning. I wanted to have you all to myself, since I have to share you with everybody tonight."

Felicity raised her head, looked into Oliver's eyes and kissed him, before she got up. "I'll go shower and then I'll see about breakfast."

Fresh from the shower Oliver and Felicity munched on scrambled eggs, croissants and champagne. "How was your evening with Barry?" Oliver asked. Felicity put her croissant back on her plate. For her honesty was the most important part in a relationship, so she had to tell Oliver about the kiss. He would not like to hear that.

"Good. And you were right, he's fallen in love with me."

"I told you so. How come you believe me now?"

"He kissed me."

Oliver's face changed, his expression becoming harder. "He did what?"

Felicity had to grin, she knew this man so well. She went over to him and sat in his lap. "Oliver, he just kissed me, I didn't kiss him back and I told him that I belong to you, so no need to panic." Oliver wrapped his arm around her waist. "That's what you think. I'd better have another talk with him, man to man."

"Mr. Queen, you are not going to do that! I'm a big girl and I can take care of myself. Our relationship can only work if you stop trying to protect me from everybody and everything. Give me the chance to fight my own battles and when I need your help I will let you know, okay?" She kissed him. Oliver growled wordlessly. "Was that a yes, Mr. Queen?" Instead of a reply, Oliver kissed her back.

It had been tough work getting Oliver out of her apartment again, but Felicity needed to get ready for the charity gala. She wanted to look perfect for him, after all this would be her first official appearance.

She put curlers into her hair, painted her finger and toenails bright red to match her flaming red lipstick, and her eyes smoky grey with a hint of silver.

The black bustier dress clung to her perfect figure and enhanced every curve.

Now it was time to take out the curlers and tame her blonde mane. With a few practiced movements she pinned her curls up on her head. A bracelet and long dangling earrings made the outfit perfect.

She glanced at her watch when she heard a knock on the door. 6 o'clock, so it had to be Oliver. She slipped into silver high heels and grabbed her clutch and draped a black shawl around her shoulders.

She held her breath when she opened the door, hoping that Oliver would like her dress. Oliver simply stared at her with a dreamy expression, unable to say anything. Felicity's insecurity got the better of her. "Don't you like it?"

"It's... it's just wow…. Felicity, it's perfect, you look incredible," he reassured her and didn't for a moment take his eyes off her. Felicity relaxed. "Thanks", she said, closing the door behind her. Oliver held out his arm for her. "Ms. Smoak, you will be the most beautiful woman at the gala."

Diggle, who had been waiting at the limousine, was just as stunned as Oliver had been. The woman was changeable like no other and whatever she wore she always looked incredible.

Felicity's nervousness increased, the closer they got to the gala, and she held on tightly to Oliver's hand. He looked at her reassuringly. "Hey, don't worry, I'll be with you and you'll do perfectly, just like always."

"Nice of you to have so much trust in me, but you know me, the more nervous I get, the more I start babbling and I think reporters don't like that very much."

Oliver had to laugh. "Just let me take care of everything and if you start babbling, I'll simply kiss you."

"You wouldn't! What would the people think?" Felicity protested.

"Why, that I love you, what else?"

The limousine stopped and Diggle turned around to them. "Here we are. Have a lot of fun and I'm looking forward to your reports."

The door opened and the lightning storm of flashes started as soon as Oliver stepped out of the car. He held out his hand to Felicity, and when she got out the flashes seemed to double. Oliver wrapped his arm around her and whispered into her ear. "Remember this morning, just you and I". His words immediately put an indescribable smile on her face and a sparkle into her eyes. The photographers took one photo after the other, until black spots started to dance in Felicity's vision.

"Mr. Queen, an interview, please," one woman called out to Oliver. Together they went over to her.

"Belinda Marks with Wake Up Starling. How are you?" the reporter asked, pointing a microphone at Oliver. Oliver was simply perfect in situations like this, he had a broad smile on his face, which no woman could resist. "Couldn't be better. We're glad to be here and we hope to raise a lot of donations tonight."

"We hope so, too. It has been a turbulent year for you, with your mother's trial and the fate of QC hanging in the balance. How did you manage to deal with all that?"

"Our family is used to dealing with whatever fate throws our way. We never stay down for long, we always manage to come out on top." With his last words he looked at Felicity.

" I can see that, you're looking happy. May I ask who your companion tonight is?" the reporter asked. Oliver's eyes sparkled. "Yes, you may. The lovely lady at my side is Felicity Smoak."

The reporter pounced on that statement. "Do you mean that Starling City's most eligible bachelor is off the market?"

"Exactly," Oliver replied, winking at the woman.

Oliver's words and the way he held her even tighter, sent a shiver down Felicity's back. A week ago she would have given everything to hear those words and now the dream became reality. Oliver was just about to turn away, when the reporter addressed him again. "One last question, Mr. Queen: can we look forward to a wedding in the near future?"

"Not this year, but you can be sure, if there is a wedding, it will definitely be with the woman here in my arm." With this words Oliver kissed her, before they turned away to go into the gala.

"You heard it, dear viewers, 2 years after his return and after all the blows of fate for the Queen family, Oliver Queen has found his luck and we're happy for him. This is Belinda Marks for Wake Up Starling."