Felicity was finishing a conference call with the board of Palmer Tech, when Oliver walked into their room with a troubled expression. When he sat down on the end of the bed without saying anything, she set her laptop aside to join him. This was the first time she'd seen him look so distracted since leaving Star City several months ago. "Oliver?"

He turned toward her in acknowledgement. "How was your meeting?"

Immediately she shook her head. "That can wait, what's going on?"

"I just got off the phone with Jean Loring, my mom's attorney. She was sent an un-cashed check for one million dollars. It was dated just before I left on The Queens Gambit." For a brief moment he looked away, taking a breath, glancing back her way. "It was written to a girl named Samantha. Jean says the CCPD sent her the check by a visit from Barry Allen, four weeks ago. She's been trying to find a way to get ahold of me." With all the traveling they had done prior to moving to Ivy Town, it wasn't a surprise that it had taken this long for Oliver to get the call.

When he didn't say anything more, Felicity reached over and took his hand. "Does Jean want to see you?" Oliver nodded, before shutting his eyes. There was more to this than just a girl from his past, or at least Felicity felt there was. Not wanting to push him, she leaned against his left shoulder while still holding his hand. They sat that way for a few minutes before Oliver brought his free hand to her cheek, leaning in until their lips met. The kiss was gentle, slow. His lips were light on hers. When he drew away, he looked more relaxed. "I need to go back to Star City in the morning."

"Alright, I think I'll come with you. It wouldn't hurt to be seen in person instead of on a screen." Before he could get away, Felicity reached out pressing her hand against the back of his head as she crushed her lips to his. For now all thoughts of travel were put aside for something much more fulfilling.

It had been a long time since Oliver had stepped foot into the building where Jean Loring worked. Felicity's driver had dropped him off before taking her to Palmer Tech. He didn't have any trouble getting through security because the guard was a man he recognized from the few times he'd been there before. Once in the elevator, Oliver let his mind drift a little. The last time he'd talked to Samantha was when she told him that she'd lost the baby. It was that memory that led Oliver to belief that maybe his mother hand given the money to help her out, or to keep her quiet.

Jean greeted him at her door with a hand shake before signaling him to take a seat in one of the chairs in front of her desk. "It's good to see you Oliver. Can I get you some coffee?"

"No thank you." Oliver kept his expression neutral, even though he felt like she was about to drop something about his past that would be monumental.

After sitting down, Jean pulled out a folder thick with papers inside. A moment later he was looking at a check written eight and a half years ago.

"Mister Allen came by with this folder involving a case that the police are currently working on. Samantha Clayton was in her home during a break in. She was shot two times in her stomach and was found in the home by her young son."

The memory of the call from Samantha all those years before came back so clearly in his mind, that Oliver could remember the feeling of relief and also sadness at not have to worry about being a father. At the mention of a child many things became crystal clear to him. The check was written the day after Oliver told his mom about Samantha being pregnant. The phone call from Samantha was strange because she didn't sound too upset, not in the way he would have expected. Looking Jean in the eyes, Oliver was ready for more answers. "Where is her son?"

"A neighbor has been taking care of him. It appears that her parents died a year before she did." The next piece of paper put in front of him was a copy of the birth certificate. Her son's name was William. The only name filled out for parent was hers. Could it be possible that this was his son? When a picture was slid in front of him, Oliver drew in a breath. The child he was looking at could have been his own picture at that age.

"How long would it take to order a paternity test?"

"I can get that set up right now."

Oliver nodded unable to take his eyes away from the picture. William was wearing a baseball uniform along with a catcher's mitt. The smile on his face was full of joy even with two missing front teeth. William was happy, something Oliver wanted for him. There would be time later to ponder what to do next. For now Oliver needed to know for sure if William was his.

Much later he and Felicity were having dinner in the hotel restaurant. He listened intently as she told him about a new project that had been proposed for a battery that would last longer than any other on the market. "There's still a lot of work, but I think this is just what the company needs. How was your appointment with Jean?"

"Informative. She told me some things that might bring a lot of change into our lives." Since they were in a secluded area of the restaurant, Oliver decided to go on and tell her what he had learned, beginning with what had happened with Samantha. "I met her during a time when I was dating Laurel Lance. Back then I didn't really care about anyone's feelings but my own. I wasn't interested in any serious relationships. I met Samantha at a party that Laurel couldn't go to. It was just one night, but that was all it took. About a month later she called me and we met for lunch. When she told me she was pregnant, I didn't know what to do. At that time I had a pretty good relationship with my mother. When I told her, she made me feel safe. I knew she would help me out. A few days later I got a call from Samantha telling me that she had a miscarriage. After that I went on with my life and never thought of her again."

"I'm sorry she lost the baby. It must have been a relief. I mean it must have been nice to be able to move on." Felicity stuttered trying to put things a better way. Oliver reached for her hand holding on to it.

"It was a relief. I wasn't ready for that responsibility. However she didn't lose the baby. The check was written a day after I told mom about Samantha. She never cashed it. Felicity, there is a very strong chance that I have a son."

Her reaction was an audible gasp. Even with that surprise, Felicity didn't look away. "I… What are you going to do?"

"Jean ordered a paternity test. Tomorrow I have an appointment with my doctor to get that done. Jean ordered one for William that will also be done."

"Did she give you a picture?"

"I have it in our room."

"You think this is your son don't you?"

"That picture could have been me. And having thought about the day I told my mom, and the check, it leads me to believe that he is. If the test comes back that he is my son, you and I need to talk about what to do next. Barry paid a visit to Jean with a folder of paper work. She told me that Samantha was killed during a burglary and that William was the one to find her."

"Oh my God."

All Oliver could do was nod. He didn't know the first thing about how to be a dad. The closest he'd ever come was with Thea, but even that was more of a big brother role even when she was doing drugs and stealing dresses. At that time his mom was the one who had finally tried to parent Thea. Finding out that William had been the one to find Samantha murdered in their home prompted Oliver to move past his reservations about being a father. If he was, he'd take responsibility for the boy.

Back in their room Oliver showed Felicity the picture. She agreed that he did look like him. "I can't imagine what he's going through. It's nice that he's staying with his friend's family."

"Felicity, I need you to tell me how you feel about all of this. If I'm his father I'll take care of him as best I can. I don't want you to feel pressured into having to help with his care." It was just like Oliver to think he had to do this on his own. What Felicity was grateful for was that he was wanting to know how she felt instead of making a decision for her that she might not agree with.

"We are in this together. I love you Oliver, and if this is your son it means that he's a part of you. I want to be with both of you. You aren't alone anymore." Felicity stood up from her seat beside him on the sofa, turning to face him. Slowly she straddled his lap bringing both hands to cup his cheeks. She tilted forward, brushing her lips against his, wanting to show him how much she loved him. Oliver was quick to respond pressing a hand to the back of her head, deepening the kiss. As she pushed forward, Felicity felt the bulge in his slacks, moaning her pleasure into his mouth.

While they continued to kiss, Oliver's hands slid down her sides moving under her bottom, pulling her flush against his bulge. In the same moment he stood, breaking away from her mouth to trail wet kisses down her throat. A warmth began to spread from her center down between her legs as she locked them around his waist. At the same time he began nuzzle behind her ear, Felicity found her back pressed against a wall. Removing her hands from where they held on around his shoulders, Felicity reached down between them, finding the button on his slacks. Once it was released, she slid her hand into his boxers finding the target she was seeking.

Oliver already had her skirt pulled up, and with the flick of his wrist, her panties were out of the way. The moment she felt him sink inside, Felicity tilted her head back trying to remember how to breath. At first his moments were slow. His mouth covered hers and their tongues moved together. With his next thrust, Felicity arched her hips forward gasping as he seemed to sink deeper in her depths. The faster Oliver began to thrust, the harsher her breathing became. Just as she felt like the pressure inside was ready to explode, Oliver pulled out of her. Felicity gasped wobbling as he lowered her to her feet.

Before she could protest, she was facing the wall. His left arm wrapped around her stomach right before her drove back inside.

Eventually they made it to their bed, making love a few more times before sleep claimed them. She woke resting with her body mostly on top of Oliver. Felicity sighed, rubbing her cheek against his chest. His arms drew her closer as she felt his lips move against the top of her head. In his arms she felt safe and free. Even with all she had learned, Felicity trusted Oliver. She wanted to help in any way she could. This was going to change a lot of things for them. Maybe it was a good thing that they'd left Star City when they did. Ivy Town was more conducive for raising a child. Even so, she wondered if Oliver would return to helping their friends. Knowing that it was pointless to think any more, Felicity turned, kissing his chest.

Wet kisses trailing over her shoulder woke Felicity from a sound sleep. Being brought to wakefulness to his kisses was the best way to start the day. With a smile, Felicity turned over to face him. "Did you get any sleep?"

"A little," he responded as he drew his fingers through her hair. Before Oliver could do anything more his cell began to go off. Without turning away from her, he reached behind, bringing it to his ear. When he sat up, Felicity took time to take a shower.

In their room, she got dressed and began to pack. Her cell went off, and she sighed when seeing that the caller was her mother. Once seated on her side of the bed, Felicity answered. "Hi mom."

"Baby girl. Have you gotten everything unpacked at the house? I can't wait to come visit. Maybe on Friday. I can help you decorate. I can't believe my baby is living in her first house."

"Mom, Friday won't work. I have to travel for work. Oliver is coming with me."

"I wish you were coming to Vegas. Since your CEO, maybe you could schedule some meetings here.

"Maybe some other time. I would love to talk more, but we need to head out. I'll call you in a few days, Love you mom." Before her mother could respond, Felicity ended the call feeling winded like she'd run a marathon.

"Your mom?" Oliver came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist.

"How could you tell?"

"You're out of breath." Oliver chuckled as he picked up the polo she'd laid out for him.

"She was all prepared to come for a visit and help decorate the house. She still can't stop talking about me being in my own house, and the man that I'm dating." Felicity finished putting her computer in the case, making sure she had the power cord. "Who was on the phone earlier?"

"Caitlin. She suggested doing the test for me. She'll also get Barry to retrieve the test from the hospital where William will have his done. Caitlin will be able to get the results today. This way insures that the press won't get ahold of anything before we're ready."

With her bag packed, Felicity walked to him, giving him a hug. "I think that's the best idea. If everything comes out positive how long do you think it will take to get William?"

"I haven't thought that far ahead. I need to ask Jean if this neighbor has guardianship based on something Samantha may have set up."

That was something Felicity hadn't thought of. "If this wouldn't have happened you wouldn't know about him would you?"

Oliver moved a little away drawing her head up so they could see one another. "I think that was the plan. At the time it was a better choice for them. William didn't need a father who was only interested in getting the next good screw."

One thing Felicity was grateful for was that Oliver had outgrown all of that. His experiences on the Island and even after coming home had forced him to grow up. She was proud of him for pressing forward to find out more about William. As for her, the thought of having children hadn't even been in her mind until two days ago.

After getting their bags set up in the suite at Central City Resort and Spa, Oliver drove the rental sedan to Star Labs. It never ceased to amaze him that he could walk right in without being stopped by a guard or security system. Feeling Felicity squeeze his hand, Oliver gave one of his own. He had never appreciated how much having her with him meant until all of this had taken place. As they entered the main room, Caitlin and Cisco greeted them. "Where is Barry?"

A gust of wind answered the question as Barry stopped beside Cisco handing him a small box. "Getting the sample from the hospital.

While Felicity greeted Barry, Oliver walked with Caitlin down to one of the labs. "I appreciate you doing this."

"I'm happy to help. Once I get what I need, I should have the results in ten minutes at the most." Oliver nodded. The small lab had everything she needed. Once she took a swab to his mouth, Caitlin suggested he go back and wait with Felicity. It was there that Oliver was able to get more details about what had happened to Samantha.

"We still haven't found out who broke in. My guess is that maybe someone found out about the check, though that wasn't located until the second day we were there. I didn't get to see William. It never even occurred to me that maybe he was yours.

"You weren't looking at that angle. I'm just glad that you took what you did have to Jean." Not much later, Caitlin came in. Everyone stopped talking. Barry walked over to Cisco suggesting that they go do some testing of his speed while Felicity came to stand by Oliver.

"William is your son."

Hearing the words which confirmed a truth he already knew, still took his breath away. It brought back the brief bit of pain he had felt when Samantha told him she'd lost the baby. Oliver didn't even realize that he was moving until the back of his legs hit the chair Felicity had brought them too. After sitting down, Oliver reached out and pulled her down on his lap needing to hold on to her.

"I didn't realize how much I wanted this until just now. I need to call Jean."

"Why don't we do that when we get back to the resort? You need to take some time to let all of this process." She had a fair point. Even so, the thought of his eight year old son going through something so heart wrenching caused him to want to hurry up and get the ball rolling. "We should head back."

Once on his feet, and before Felicity could move away from him, Oliver reached for her bringing her into his arms. The kiss he gave her was one of gratitude and love. "I'm glad I have you with me."

"I wouldn't want to be anywhere else."

Oliver took her hand and walked into an adjoining room where Caitlin was talking to Wells. "I want to thank you for all that you did just now."

She smiled at him. "Let us know if there is anything else we can do."

On their way back to the resort, Oliver didn't say much. Felicity was doing the driving leaving him a chance to really come to terms with having a son. Getting back to the resort and going up to their room was a blur. It was getting a call from Thea that brought Oliver back to the present moment. "Thea?"

"Ollie, where are you? I went to your house with Laurel."

"I'm in Central City."

"Ok, we need you to come back here. I don't know if you've been watching the news, but we need your help."

"Thea, I left for a reason. Everything I worked for was for nothing." As he listened to her explaining what was going on, Oliver was also debating on telling her the real reason why he couldn't go back there on the next train. Thea had enough to deal with. "Thea, I can't come back right now." His sister wasn't happy with his answer accusing him of leaving the rest of them to pick up the mess he made by leaving. "I know I screwed up. I can't come back right now." The response he got was the call ending.

With his eyes closed, Oliver took in a deep breath before letting it out slowly. He did feel guilty for not helping even though Thea accused him of not giving a damn about them. Right now he had an obligation and a need to take care of his son. The slight sinking in of the cushion beside him brought Oliver's eyes on the woman he loved. Without saying anything, Felicity leaned against his left side. Oliver put his arm around her drawing in strength from her touch. "Thea and Laurel stopped by the house. There is a lot going on in Star City. She wants me to come back."

"Did you tell her what is going on here?"

"No, she has enough to deal with there."

Felicity took his other hand and threaded her fingers with his. "Maybe it would help her understand more if she knows." He had considered that, but right now Oliver wanted as few people to know about this as possible even his baby sister. "Do you want to eat out or order in?"

At that moment, he realized they hadn't had anything to eat since their early flight. "How about we eat in?" When she nodded, Oliver reached over to the end table picking up a menu for in-room dining. Once he made the call, Oliver took out his cell preparing to contact Jean to get things set up to see about getting his son.