OLICITY

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Note: Oliver and Digg have taken Felicity out of harms way and made sure that Derek Watson was arrested by the Police. They did get help from Sabrina and her crew.

After Diggle had walked Felicity to her door, she walked into her apartment, feeling horrible.

"Are you sure that you want to be alone now, Felicity? You can stay at the foundry, you know. Oliver and I will be there the whole night." Digg suggested.

"No, its OK, really. I want… need to be alone now." She replied, her voice trembling lightly.

"OK, then. Call us if you need anything, OK?" Digg answered.

"Of course." Felicity uttered.

"Felicity, are you alright? I mean, Wats…" Digg began, but she cut him off.

"Digg, I'm fine, honestly, OK? I'm fine!" she said, trying to sound convincing.

But Diggle didn't believe her, but decided to let it go."OK, Felicity. If you say so."

"Uhummm, Digg?"

"Yes?"

"Is Oliver angry at me?"

"Angry at you? Why would he be angry at you?"

"I don't know… I thought, now that my past caught up on me... You have to believe that I never meant to drag the two of you into my mess and…" she began, but Digg cut her off.

"Hey, hey. Easy now. We don't blame you for anything, OK? You needed our help and we were there for you. No one's angry at you." He said, as he gently squeezed her upper arm.

"OK. But Oliver looked angry at me."

"No, it's just that he's got a lot on his mind and to worry about. Sabrina and her crew are being a pain, that's why. But he's most definitely not angry at you, OK?" He said, trying his best to reassure Felicity.

"OK. I'll see you tomorrow?"

"See you tomorrow, Felicity. Sleep tight." He replied and walked out the door.

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She was all alone now… Felicity was afraid and desperately wanted to run after Digg and tell him that she wanted to go with him to the foundry, but her legs refused to cooperate. So she stood in her living room for a couple minutes, as she fought her tears. After a while Felicity walked to the kitchen, grabbed a bowl of ice cream and went to her bed room. She kicked off her shoes and sat on her bed, eating the sweet stuff. Sighing deeply, her mind drifted off to what happened when she was at Derek's.

A chill went up and down her spine, as images of him touching her flashed before her very eyes. Even though she desperately fought the tears, they eventually rolled down her cheeks. Why couldn't he leave her alone?

Felicity thought that she had left and never was going to see him again. But that lying, manipulative, selfish asshole had searched for her! It had taken so much to be able to built a new life for herself. And just when she thought that she didn't have to look over her shoulder anymore, Derek found her and slashed open, her old wounds. Felicity didn't want to look back at her past, but guess fate wanted to be cruel to her.

Frustrated, she put the bowl away and decided to take a shower.

~ 10 minutes later ~

With a towel wrapped around her body, Felicity walked out the bathroom. Guess it all became too much for her heart to take, because just as she was about to reach her closet to grab her clothes, she sank to the floor and broke down.

Felicity thought that she had buried the demons she had fought in her past. She also thought that she had moved on, but seeing Derek again, hearing his threats and feeling his paws on her, made her relive what she had been through with him. Derek did not know the real reason why Felicity left him. And she was planning to keep it to herself, but it was so hard.

A gut wrenching pain, gnawed at her heart and soul, as her mind brought her back to the past... What Felicity had witnessed on that horrible night, had drove her to leave Derek. When she saw with her own eyes what kind of monster he was, she left at 4 in the morning, when he was still asleep. God, she hated him so much! Felicity was 17, and believed that he truly cared for her...

It became too much for her. So with great difficulty, Felicity attempted to get on her feet to reach her bed, but again she sank on the floor, not having the strength to do anything. As her eyes fell shut, Felicity tried her very best not to think of Derek's hands on her. Slowly, she drifted off to sleep on her bedroom floor, still with only the towel wrapped around her body.

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"Oliver, go." Digg said.

"What? Go where?"

"Go check up on her. We both know that you will be fidgeting the whole night, because you're worried about her. Go." Digg replied.

Oliver shook his head. "No, she must be sleeping now. I don't want to disturb her, Digg. Plus, she did tell you that she was fine. Right?"

Digg stopped with his workout and walked over to Oliver."Go."

"OK, I'm going now. Jees!" he replied, and suited up.

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Oliver tapped at Felicity's window, but she didn't react. He looked inside her bedroom and saw her lying on the floor. He immediately forced her window open and jumped inside. Oliver put his quiver and bow on a table, before walking over to Felicity. With a worried look on his face, Oliver knelled next to her. She was wrapped up in a towel and slept restlessly.

He thought of waking her up, but didn't because she looked so exhausted and needed her sleep. So Oliver took her in his arms and carried her in bridal style towards her bed. As he laid her on the bed, he looked at this beauty before him.

Oliver felt a wonderful feeling stir inside of him, as he covered her with a thick blanket. He wondered what the story was between her and Watson. Where did she meet him and what kind of relationship did she have with him? Were they lovers?

As Oliver brushed a lock of blonde hair from her face, he saw her move. He immediately pulled his hand back, because he didn't want to wake her. She needed the rest. As he watched her, afraid to even breathe, a small smile crept on his scarred face. The blanket had fallen from her body and was lying next to her, when she moved in her sleep. Smiling, he pulled the covers over her whole body, except her face. At the moment, it looked like she was sleeping peacefully. Her gorgeous, shiny blonde hair framed her beautiful face, giving him a huge lump in his throat. Her pretty pink lips were tempting as always.

Felicity was a remarkable, amazing woman. How did she ever get involved with such a man like Derek Watson?

Again Oliver brushed a lock from her face, as his feelings got the best of him. He knew that he shouldn't be doing what he was about to do, that it was a huge risk, but he couldn't help himself. Admiring her beauty, he caressed her face softly. His hand softly trailed her left cheek, gently feeling the warm, soft skin there. The moment his fingers went from her cheek and ended up on her plump lips, his body began to shudder slightly. The feel of her lips on his fingertips, released all kinds of emotions in him.

Suddenly Oliver had trouble breathing… He knew that he shouldn't go there. He shouldn't even think of her in that manner. She was his friend and there were so many reasons why he shouldn't have these kinds of feelings for Felicity.

For one: he looked like the character from the Phantom of the opera. Who would want him, looking like that? Reason two: he didn't want to lose her friendship. Reason three: who said that she had romantic feelings for him? Reason four: the vigilante cannot be involved with someone- with anyone. And the fifth and last reason: He, Oliver Queen, only had 18 months to live- give or take…

Oliver was suddenly taken out of his thoughts by Felicity. Slowly, her eyes fluttered open.

"Oliver, is that you? What are you doing in my room?" she asked, as she sat up.

As he locked eyes with her, he wanted, he desperately wanted to hold her in his arms, after what she had been through with Derek Watson. But he was afraid to do so.

Instead, he placed a hand on her upper arm and asked."Felicity, are you alright? Did Derek Watson hurt you?"

Felicity's eyes fell shut, as Derek's name left Oliver's lips. Just hearing his name, made her want to throw up."Oliver. I... I can't… I uhumm, I lied to Digg. I'm not doing fine… I'm everything but fine, OK! I… I…" She ranted, as her eyes welled up.

This time, Oliver pulled her in a tight embrace without thinking of the consequences. He knew that he was playing with fire. He didn't want to let his feelings get to him like this, but she was in pain and he was here. As her face landed in the crook of his neck, she let her tears flow freely.

After a long while, her loud sobs subsided and eventually came to a stop. Felicity looked up, but still held onto him.

"Oliver. I don't want to sleep alone." She said, looking him with pleading eyes.

He smiled and wiped her tears away."I'm here, Felicity. Don't worry."

Relieved, Felicity placed her head in the crook of his neck and inhaled his scent. She never wanted to admit it, not even to herself, but she loved the smell of his aftershave.

Felicity was still sitting on her bed, wrapped in Oliver's arms.

"Do you want something to drink?" he asked.

Felicity pulled away and nodded.

"And something to eat too." She said shyly.

He chuckled and got up, after telling her."Stay right here. I'll order some food, OK?"

Felicity sat motionless on her bed, as she waited for Oliver. But then it dawned on her that she was still wearing only a towel. She immediately jumped out her bed and got dressed.

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After Oliver and Felicity had eaten their food, they sat on the couch, drinking a glass of red wine.

"Felicity, do you want to talk about Derek Watson?" Oliver asked, as he tried to lock eyes with her.

She avoided his gaze and shook her head."Oliver, what happened be... between that monster and me is in the past, OK? Can you please let it go?"

He locked eyes with her and said." I just don't get how you got involved with such a man. You are the most brilli..." he began, but Felicity cut him off, as she stood up.

"Yes, I'm remarkable and an IT-genius! But it wasn't always like that, OK? Before Starling City, I had a life, I was young and Derek... Derek..." she began, but stopped mid sentence, as her hands trembled heavily." I... I don't want to talk ab... about it, Oliver. Let-it-go. Please." Felicity asked, as her throat closed up.

Derek Watson still had a hold on her. Even after all these years, Felicity wasn't able to talk about her past.

"Fine. You don't want to talk about it. Keep it all to yourself, Felicity. That will help you go through whatever it is you're going through. Even though Watson has been taken into Police custody, I can see that he still has this power over you. You're still afraid of him. But if you want to keep it to yourself. Fine by me, Felicity." Oliver spat, as he too stood up, while towering over her.

"I am not the only one who's keeping things to their self, Oliver! What about you, huh?" Felicity shouted, as she hit Oliver in his chest with her index finger. She was so furious! "You think I don't know? Now that we're talking about us being friends, let's talk about how you are keeping to yourself that you are DYING! You want to talk about that, Oliver? Huh? Do you?" Felicity spat, as her whole body shook. He didn't answer her, instead he looked at her with an expressionless look on his face.

"Have you told Digg? Or your mom? Or your sister? Huh? Have you? And you wanna stand there and accuse me of keeping things to myself? What I do or say doesn't have any effect on people's lives, because I have no one. Well only you and Digg, but what happens to you has major impact on other people's lives! Don't you get that? Why? Why, Oliver, don't you want to talk to Sabrina about the cure?" Felicity shouted, as she kept hitting him in his chest with her index finger.

"Cure? Felicity, there is no freaking cure! What do you know? You don't know a damn thing about what happened on the island! So don't act like you do!" he spat.

"Well of course I don't know a damn thing about what you experienced on the island! You keep it to yourself and keep me, your 'friend' in the dark about it! Of course I do not know, Oliver!" she shouted, as her eyes welled up.

At this point, the two of them were all up in each other's faces. He was looking down at her, his hands clenched into fists, his eyes boring into hers. Felicity on the other hand, looked up at him, her whole body trembling, as a tear escaped her eye. He was so close to her, that she could feel his warm breath on her face.

"What, aren't you gonna answer me? You are one big hypocrite, Oliver Queen!" she accused. Felicity was right, and Oliver knew that. He didn't reply, so she went on. "You're selfish! Don't you care what happens to your family when you're dead? Or Digg... Or me? Don't you care about me..." she said, the last words a mere whisper.

The way Felicity was looking at him, and her scent... Oh God, her heavenly scent, and why were her eyes so out of this world?

As their eyes stayed locked on each other, his hand landed on her cheek. Then Oliver answered her, his voice shaky.

"Of course I care about you. You mean... you have no idea how much you mean..." he said, then paused for a few moments, and then continued." And you have no idea how difficult it is for me to... to be around you and not be able to..." he began, but stopped mid sentence, because he was interrupted by his phone ringing loudly.

As Oliver took the call, he let out a deep breath, then cleared his throat." Yes, Diggle?" he answered, feeling angry and relieved at the same time.

From the other side of the line, Oliver heard Digg say." Uhumm, Oliver. I have very bad news."

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