Hi everyone. This is my first Arrow fic, so please be gentle. I love Oliver and Felicity, so endgame is 120% Olicity.
Also, I don't have a beta, so all mistakes are mine. If interested, please message me.
So, Dick Grayson is in this story, and the only person I can imagine in Ian Somerhalder.

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Felicity Smoak hasn't entered a Big Belly Burger in nearly 4 years; then again, it didn't feel right if the Big Belly Burger wasn't in Starling City. The aroma instantaneously transported her back to moments where Oliver, Diggle and herself would enjoy the food and relax in a booth. At the time, Felicity wasn't aware how precious they were. She knows it only a matter of time until she comes face to face with the man she had runaway from; it's inevitable.

Starling City was hard to leave but she had to, there wasn't any other choice. Gotham City seemed like a new escape; someplace Felicity could start fresh. It wasn't easy at first, surprises were revealed, major changes had come, and after everything, Felicity came out stronger than before. Now, about 4 years later, she had to return. Wayne Enterprises was looking for a new vice president in Starling, and Felicity had been recommended for the job. It took some convincing, but she had finally accepted the offer.

Felicity used to keep tabs on Team Arrow, but after a few months she stopped, she couldn't be reminded of what was left behind. It was her choice to leave, and she had to face the consequences. It hurt too much watching but not being able to help. The stress was not good for her; subsequently she made the decision to stop everything. Felicity had others to think about, she couldn't allow herself to be selfish, it wouldn't be fair.

So much has changed in the time Felicity had left Starling City; she has changed; everything has changed. Nothing seems similar anymore, but at the same time, everything was right again. The feeling that had appeared when she left Starling is finally gone now since she has returned. But returning here was going to cause many consequences, consequences she once was ready to face, but now is the complete opposite.

The main root of her dread to return was Oliver Queen. The name she tried her absolute hardest to neglect, but love like that cannot be simply forgotten. Felicity left in such a hast, she didn't allow herself to think with her heart; reasonably with her brain was the route she took.

So lost in thought, Felicity didn't notice the man that bumped into her, therefore dropping her bag. Both her and the man went to reach for the bag, bending to the floor, both looked up. Eyes locked, blue on blue, eyes that haven't seen each other in years, eyes the man thought he would never see again. All he could do was stare; take everything in like this has happened before, as in, if he blinked she would disappear and he could awake. As he was staring, Felicity took him in, noticed his eyes have aged with time, wrinkles were added from worry, but still ever the handsome man; her Oliver.

As they both stood up, Oliver breathlessly said "Felicity?"

Wow, his voice, how she missed his voice. The simplicity of Oliver saying her name made her reject leaving all those years ago, but she knew she made the right decision.

"Oliver, hi, how are you?" Felicity responded, nervously playing with her hands.

Oliver dumbfounded, wondering what Felicity could expect from such a simple question. How could he explain how miserable he was since she disappeared? He had so many questions, and now was definitely not the time to ask them, but when was?

"I honestly don't know how to answer that, Felicity. Felicity, why did you leave me, I mean us, to go to Gotham City? Why?" Oliver asked frustrated, but kept his voice down, not wanting to make a scene.

"You knew I was in Gotham City? Why didn't you come there and ask yourself?" Felicity knew she had no right to sound angry when it was she who ran away, but she couldn't help herself.

"Because I wanted to respect your wishes." Oliver responded, keeping his voice calm. Felicity waited for him to continue.

"Clearly you left not telling me or anyone where you were going, I found out where you had settled, made sure you were safe, although Gotham is questionable".

"Oh" Felicity answered not looking him in the eye

"Oh, that's all you have to say after almost 4 years of not seeing each other. The Felicity I remember could talk a mile a minute, what happened to you?" He asked sincerely. He misses his Felicity; he wants her back.

"I changed, everything changed. Oliver, you know exactly what happened, that nigh. . ." Felicity was about to explain until Oliver cut her off.

"Please Felicity, tell me you didn't leave because of that night. We could have worked through it together. Everything would have gone back to normal." Felicity couldn't believe how rational Oliver was acting.

"Normal? What was happening between was not normal; we were never normal. And that night was not something we could have worked through. Do not lie to my face, you never could before that hasn't changed now." Felicity has fuming; this is exactly why she left in the first place. Oliver didn't respond, so Felicity continued.

"So much had happened between us. You said one thing, I accepted it, but your actions were doing another. Me leaving was for the best, in more ways then you know." Felicity said the last bit just above a whisper, hoping Oliver hadn't heard her. But of course Oliver had.

"Felicity. . ." Oliver was just about to ask what Felicity meant until. . .

"Mommy!" A little girl, who looked about 3 years old, wearing a pink sundress, with blonde curly hair, and big blue eyes run up to Felicity with excitement. Alongside the little girl was a tall man, with jet black hair and cool blue eyes, walked up to Felicity has gave her a quick peak on the lips. A man Oliver knew all to well from his childhood, throughout his days of being a playboy. Dick Grayson

"Sweetie, what have I said about using your outside voice inside?" Felicity responded to the little girl. Oliver's eyes were getting bigger by the second. He could not believe what was happening before him.

"No use ou'side voice inside." The little girl said innocently. After a beat, the little girl asked.

"Who are you?" Staring right at Oliver. Oliver has going to answer but Felicity beat him to it.

"Riley, sweetie, manners." Felicity scolded lightly.

"Sorry, she's a little excited." Felicity said to Oliver, shyly.

"That's alright. Hi Riley, my name is Oliver, I'm a friend of your moms." Oliver said bending down to Riley's height, taking a good look at her.

"Mommy friend? So my friend?" Riley asked Oliver happily.

"Of course!" Riley beamed at her new friend.

"Oliver Queen, it's been far too long since I've seen you." The man whose arm was around Felicity's waist has spoken up.

"Dick Grayson, it has been long. What are you doing in Starling?" Although Oliver could care less what Dick was doing here, he wanted to know what he was doing to with Felicity.

"We just moved here a few days back. Felicity has been appointed VP of Wayne Enterprise here in Starling and I've got a job at the precinct as the new detective." Dick answered casually, noticing Felicity tense up in his arms.

"Oh, you are moving back here?" Oliver questioned Felicity, needing more answers then ever before.

"Yeah." Felicity answered, wanting to get out of there as soon as possible, before something uncomfortable and awkward comes up.

"I heard you were getting married, Felicity and I saw a magazine yesterday saying you and, I think her name is Laurel, were engaged." Too late, Felicity thought. Oliver became noticeably more uncomfortable then before. He looked at Felicity; trying to read her, see how see was reacting.

"Her name is Laurel, yes we recently got engaged." Oliver smiled, but it didn't reach his eyes and of course Felicity observed. Oliver wanted to explain the engagement and the soon to come wedding, but now was not the time.

"Congratulations, I'm happy for you Oliver." Felicity said sincerely, if Laurel was the one that made Oliver happy, she would accept it, but deep down Felicity knew something was off.

"Thank you. We all should have dinner tomorrow? At Table Salt." Oliver really needed Felicity to say yes. He definitely didn't want to go on a double date with him and Laurel and the women of his dreams, who was with another man, but he might be able to get a few minutes alone with Felicity so he can explain himself and get answers to his own questions.

"I don't think. . ." Before Felicity could finish, Dick said

"Sure, be a perfect way to catch up." Felicity clearly wanted to object, but had no grounds to stand on.

Oliver was relieved; he couldn't possibly begin to comprehend what was going on in Felicity's head. The last time Oliver spoke about relationships with Felicity was the night in the hospital when Sara was born; he said he couldn't be the Arrow and Oliver Queen. Now here he is, standing right before her, being Green Arrow and Oliver Queen. He needs to explain, he needs Felicity to know that we would have chosen her. He just needed time. He has to repair what he destroyed. Oliver finally has Felicity back and is not about to lose her again.

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