He tried to push her away for too long. Felicity was so sick of it. The tension that came a long with the unrecognized feelings had been bearable compared to this, but this-this was so much harder. Every time she caught him looking at her she wanted to smack him because she knew how he felt. Even worse was the fact that she loved him too.

It was two months since their first date at that Italian restaurant, interrupted by an explosion. Felicity regularly cursed that stupid explosion. She had questioned whether she should have been on that date so many times until one specific moment: waking up in the lair after the explosion and thinking only one word: Oliver. His name was the first thing she said and the only thing she could think about these past few months.

Felicity was typing at her computer, completely in her element looking up information.

"Distracted or not, that tracker would have ended up on me." He said out of nowhere.

Felicity stopped typing. For months she had imagined this moment over and over and now that he was finally bringing it up she was angry.

"Oliver! I can't do this! You can't keep doing this to me. I told you if this 'maybe' thing kept up I'd leave. I have to move on from being obsessed with you."

Oliver smiled at the word 'obsessed'.

Felicity looked star struck. Her normal state of flabbergasted foot-in-mouth syndrome occurred only making Oliver fall for her all over again.

"Not obsessed, only watching, not watching…just you know paying attention…" She looked off into the distance. She got angry at herself. "You make it hard not to look Oliver!"

He leaned in closer. "Then look." He went to kiss her, but she pushed him away.

"What is wrong with you?"

"I love you Felicity."

"Yeah, you said that before! Three months since the whole date thing and now you decide it's time. You don't just get to decide!" Felicity stormed out of the lair completely angry with Oliver and with her self.

This is what she wanted, for Oliver to stop being stupid and realize that they could make it work, but she didn't want him to push her away again the next time something dangerous happened. Also, a small part of her had started to think that she was a distraction to Oliver.

Oliver made it into the club just as Felicity was leaving.

Digg walked in. "What's wrong with her?"

Oliver turned and headed back downstairs.

"Oliver!" He sighed, "What did you do?"

"I don't want to talk about it."

Digg folded his arms and demanded that Oliver explain.

"I want Felicity back."

"It may just be me, but from my vantage point you never actually had her Oliver."

Oliver looked sadly off into the distance.

"You told her how you felt, didn't you?"

Oliver nodded, "Pretty much."

"You have to tread a lot lighter with her. You hurt her. You hurt her really bad last time, you chose the city over her Oliver."

He looked very guilty then he had an idea. "Treading lightly is the problem."

"Oliver, what are you going to do?"

"I have to prove to her that I'll choose her no matter what."

"And how exactly do you plan on doing that?"

Oliver smiled, "I might have an idea."

He sat down at Felicity's computer to see if he could find the information Felicity was looking for.

"I hope that's not your big idea. If Felicity finds out you touched that she'll kill you for sure."

Oliver laughed and motioned for Digg to look at the screen.

Caution tape and creepy 'Keep Out' signs littered the screen once Oliver had touched the keyboard.

"Digg, can you get her to come back? I don't think the FBI could get in here."

"I can try to talk to her Oliver, but I don't know how much good it will do and no, the FBI couldn't get in there."

Digg left to go find Felicity. He knew she'd be at the coffee shop down the street. It's where she always went to get coffee when she pulled an all-nighter for the team, but it was also where she took a break from Oliver.

Digg pushed open the heavy wooden door and smiled at the scene. Tons of stereotypical hackers, punk rock kids, and Goth college kids were everywhere. Digg could spot the blonde in the floral print dress easily. He wondered why Felicity loved this place so much. It felt a little too dark and brooding for an escape from Oliver who fit the description of the coffee shop perfectly.

"Hey Felicity."

She looked up from her cup of coffee and wiped away a tear.

"Are you okay?"

Felicity just starred up at him for a moment.

The silence scared Diggle. Most of the time Felicity confided in him.

"I don't know what's wrong with me."

"What?" This was not what Digg was expecting. He was ready for how much she was annoyed with Oliver.

"I want to give this thing a shot with Oliver, but for some reason I can't just…" She trailed off thoughtfully. "I don't know what it is. I want to say yes. I want to give this a shot."

"What's stopping you?"

"If we try this and something happens to me he'll pull away again and still keep me close enough to suffer through the emotional rollercoaster that goes along with the two of us being in one room."

Digg smiled, "Are you sure that's it Felicity?"

Felicity shook her head.

"Felicity, are you sure you're not doing what Oliver did to you?"

"What?"

He raised an eyebrow.

Felicity emotionally crumbled for a moment understanding what he meant. She pulled herself together and took a deep breath.

"I think we should head back." Digg said encouragingly. "You'll figure it out. You always do."

When Felicity walked back into the lair she didn't look up at Oliver who was holding out her chair. Once she sat down he swiveled it so that she was facing her computer.

A small smile escaped for a moment thinking about how thoughtful he was before she remembered she was mad at him. Then she typed in her password: Arrow's Girl Friday. She had set that password as a joke so long ago, but now it hurt to type it in.

Once she clicked enter all of the caution stuff disappeared and she found the information they wanted in a few minutes. They wanted information on a corporate CEO named Henry Winters. "It looks like this new bad guy is super into making the Glades a hundred times worse. He's going to be buying drugs and guns tonight in an attempt to befriend all of the gang leaders in the Glades. I don't know how this benefits him, but it doesn't look good."

Digg looked to Oliver. "So what's the plan?"

Oliver looked over at Felicity and then smiled.

Digg didn't like that look.

Oliver picked up his phone. "Detective Lance. I have an anonymous tip for you. Henry Winters, CEO of Wonderland Tech is going to be flushing the gangs with cash this evening. He'll be buying guns and drugs. You should probably get your best men on it."

Oliver had the phone on speaker.

"What about you? Aren't you going to…"

"I'm sorry Detective. I have something more important to do."

"Well I guess the force will have to handle this one on our own."

"Good luck Detective Lance."

Oliver hung up the phone and he looked up to see Felicity starring at him in shock.

"This is what we do Oliver. You need to go. Call Detective Lance back right now. You need to go-"

"I'm not going anywhere." He crossed his arms and refused to look away.

"You are so stupid! They need your help with this tonight! What is it that's so much more important than helping the city?"

"You." He said it point blank.

Digg looked back and forth between the two of them. "I'm going to go."

Neither of them said anything to Diggle. They were both too busy starring at each other.

"I choose you Felicity. I'll wait. Whatever you decide I'll be here, it's up to you. I don't want anything else. I just want you."

"I can't do this."

"Why?" He said angrily for a moment. Then his anger turned into sadness. "Why were you willing to go out with me then, but not now? I know I hurt you. I'm so sorry."

"I wasn't thinking!"

"What does that mean?" He took a step closer.

Felicity didn't know how to respond to his question without sounding awful.

He placed his hand on her cheek for a moment and let his hand glide back to her neck.

"I can't lose you!" She said quietly.

"You won't lose me."

"If we do this, I could lose you."

"You could lose me either way."

"I could lose myself. I love you Oliver, losing you would too hard."

"I can give it all up." He said quickly. He didn't realize that he would be willing to go that far. He smiled because what he said reminded himself how much he loved her.

"I don't want you to give it up Oliver! You idiot! What you do is a part of why I love you, but I don't want you to push me away because of it and I want to keep you safe. If thinking about me distracts you then we can't…"

"You will not put me in danger like I thought. You make me stronger."

"We don't know that."

Oliver sighed, "Well, there's only one way to prove it to you Felicity. I know I keep needing second chances, but one of these days I'm going to get it right." He cupped her cheek with his hand. "And I want this chance to be it."

He leaned in just slightly, this time Felicity didn't pull away. Before he could lean the rest of the way in Felicity kissed him.

"I love you." She said when she took a breath.

"I love you too." Oliver smiled.

They both could tell where this was going. The tension had broken, three years of glances and touches and careful conversations made way worse by the last three months.

"Maybe we should try to take this…" Before Oliver could say the word slow Felicity grabbed the edges of his coat to bring him closer.

She encircled her arms around his neck and he picked her up. At this angle he had to look up to kiss her. Her legs wrapped around him and he carried her to the bed.