EPILOGUE
Two Years Later

Felicity Smoak hated Monday mornings.

She hated hearing her alarm go off at 7AM, hated getting up from her warm, comfortable bed to get into a shower, realize she was running late, and then get ready so quickly she sometimes forgot to eat.

Of course, things were quite different now.

Now she was married to the CEO of the company she worked at. Now she woke up with him next to her, every day, and if she felt lazy he would always tell her to stay in bed a few more minutes. "It's not like I'm going to fire you for being late, Felicity.", he would always say.

But Felicity Smoak was a professional. She had a reputation at work, and it had nothing to do with the fact she was Oliver Queen's wife.

"Just ten more minutes, Felicity." He murmured next to her, while she sat on the edge of the bed, rubbing her eyes.

"No way." She said. "It's time to get up now, Oliver."

She decided not to get up right away, and leaned over to kiss him on the cheek. "Come on."

He grunted, but turned his face to hers. "Good morning." He said, blinking lazily.

She smiled, that way she only did when she was with him. "Morning."

He reached to her, most likely to kiss her, but she was out of his reach before he could do anything about it. "No kisses for you until you're ready to go."

Oliver grunted again, burying his face on the pillows, but a few moments later he was out of their bed. "That actually works."

Felicity shrugged. "Obviously."

He walked over to the bathroom, but not before catching her by surprise and holding her by the waist firmly against him, bringing his lips to hers. She kissed him back, feeling a smile on lips, and felt his grip relaxing around her. She took the opportunity to break away and shove his chest playfully, giggling like a schoolgirl with a crush. "Go."

Oliver winked at her, gave her one last peck on her lips, and headed for the bathroom.

Working for a Starling City vigilante again after she came back and moved in with Oliver the day before she went to his house - Oliver didn't want to wait anymore, he said, because he had already spent five years away from her, and she didn't disagree with him, not even a little bit - was definitely challenging.

She hadn't hacked security databases in a while, but it didn't take her too long to get back into it.

It was a good life, really. A happy life, one she was sure Diggle would be proud of. Oliver asked her to marry him six months into their official relationship. He went back to being the Arrow, too, and Roy, who had taken over the vigilante business of Starling City during those five years Oliver was idle, joined forces with him. Felicity was surprised to find out even Thea helped them occasionally, despite their protests and need to keep her safe.

They married six months after the engagement. Oliver wanted things to be official sooner, but since he had made her the Head of the IT Department a month after she came back to Starling City pretty much out of nowhere, Felicity wanted some time to make an image at Queen Consolidated without any rumors that didn't bother her as much as they once did, but that held some meaning to her still. The old woman who held her position previously was now working at Hills Global, with a very satisfied boss, rumor had it.

Oliver and Felicity had moved to a house of their own, Roy and Thea got married in Vegas after all, which was really fitting. They had matured significantly, but some habits die hard. They were happy, though, and it was all that mattered.

It wasn't a perfect life. Sometimes Oliver and Felicity had disagreements. Most of all they were over the risks he still took with his life while being the Arrow. She loved him and one of the reasons for that was his willingness to risk himself for others, for the city, but after everything that happened, sometimes when he would come back all bruised and bloody, Felicity's heart stopped beating. He was also very protective of her, more than he ever was, and when he showed how worried he was, she always said it was her turn to be the one in danger.

It wasn't ever anything serious, though. They both understood where all that worry came from. They took less risks sometimes just to make the other feel better. They worked through it, like they always did.

When Felicity started feeling sick every morning and realized her period was late, she felt afraid at first. How could she bring a child into this world, when its parents risked themselves every single night?

She bought a test from a pharmacy discreetly, and when the confirmation came, she realized she felt more happy than afraid. A child. Her and Oliver's. Felicity would have a family, with the man she had loved for nearly 10 years now. She had spent so much time away from him, and now that she had him again, the prospect of having a family of her own made her happier than she ever thought it would, considering how the failure of her first experience with a family influenced her even after all this time.

Oliver came back to the foundry, wearing his Arrow hood, this time by himself. It had been a simple robbery, and Thea and Roy were out having a date night, so he thought it would be useless to bother them anyway. She sat in her old chair, monitoring the traffic cameras, but not really paying all her attention to the images.

She heard his footsteps and spun the chair around fast. He seemed to notice she was agitated for some reason, and his eyebrows furrowed.

"Is everything okay?"

Felicity nodded hurriedly. "Yes. Everything's fine."

Oliver narrowed his eyes. "If I didn't know better, I would say you were about to go on one of your old babbling incidents."

She hadn't done that in years, yet she still felt as if he was right. She took a deep breath. "There's something I have to tell you."

Oliver's expression changed drastically. "What happened? Are you okay?" He looked worried, stepping closer to her, while she got up from her chair and wiped her hands on her skirt.

"I'm fine. We are fine." It seemed stupid that she couldn't get the words out.

Oliver's confusion was plain on his face. "We?"

"Yes. I..." She trailed off. She laughed nervously, and then decided to stop being like that. Oliver Queen was the love of her life and she trusted him more than anyone else, she loved him more than everything and everyone, and she knew him. He would be happy. They would be happy. "I'm pregnant."

Oliver's eyes widened, and he looked down at her belly and up at her face and his mouth opened as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't find the words.

"Oliver?" Felicity got closer to him, and snapped her fingers in front of his face. "Are you there?"

He blinked, and looked at her. "Are you sure it's mine?"

Felicity looked at him incredulously, and then shoved him away by his chest, a smile fighting its way into her mouth. "Shut up."

Oliver laughed, and there was so much joy in his eyes, Felicity felt the proudest she had ever been for being the one to put that look in there. He held her by the waist, and put a hand on her face. "We're gonna have a son."

"A daughter." Felicity said, eyebrows raised.

"I think it's a boy." Oliver kissed her nose.

Felicity laughed. "It's a girl. Am I ever wrong?"

Oliver looked up, as if racking his brain for something. "Sometimes."

"Ha-ha." Felicity slapped his arm.

He kissed her, gently, and it surprised her every time they kissed that it still felt like the first time. She felt butterflies in her stomach, she saw stars all around, she felt an enormous joy taking hold of her entire body.

He touched his forehead to hers when they broke apart. "I love you. I love both of you."

Felicity smiled. "I love you, too. And her." She touched her stomach, and felt his hand over hers.

Somewhere, she thought, John Diggle was smiling down at them.

John Diggle's death was a tragedy, but John Diggle's memory was what made it possible for them to be this happy, and Felicity hoped that, one day, she would be able to thank him.

Maybe that's what life is about, anyway. Maybe it's all written, maybe tragedies happen for a reason, maybe there's such a thing as destiny, maybe Felicity was always meant to be with Oliver since the day they met. Or maybe you're the one who has to build your own destiny, maybe your choices are yours alone and you reap what you sow.

No matter what, though, Felicity had Oliver. If it was destiny or a result, she didn't care. She had him, and her life had never been better. She wouldn't change it for the world.

I reached out trying to love but I feel nothing
Oh, my heart is numb
But with you I feel again

Spoiler alert: it's a girl.

Thank you so so much for reading and reviewing. Till the next time ;)