John walked through the doors of Big Belly restaurant with Oliver and Tommy close behind him the two playboys looking a little worse for wear in comparison to John Diggle.

"Why don't you guys take a seat, and I will grab a couple of burgers and some ice for those faces," John suggested and waved at a beautiful waitress talking to someone behind the counter. She waved back with a smile.

Tommy notices the girl and gives a small wave of his own. "The girl's pretty cute."

John looked at him, glaring. "That's my sister in law."

Tommy quickly backtracked under John's harsh look. "Who I will never speak to or... look at. Ever. Gonna grab a booth." he quickly walked away, finding a booth for him and Oliver.

Oliver looks at the woman then back at John. "She's not wearing a wedding ring. Brother out of the picture?"

John looked over at his Sister-in-Law then back at Oliver. "Yeah, you could say that."

A laugh cuts through the air, so light and full of innocence, calling Oliver's attention.

His eyes scan every booth coming to a stop at a booth near the back of the restaurant.

The little girl Addi was seated next to the woman he had met at the club but hadn't got the name of.

Looking at them now, he could see the mother-daughter resemblance between them.

Felicity. Addi had said her mother's name was Felicity. He remembered because it sounded light and innocent.

He paused staring at them watching as Addi laughed at something her mother said, her dark curls tumbling around her as she threw her head back laughing and the smile on Felicity's face could light up the darkest of nights.

He unconsciously took a step toward them, his feet moving without thought.

A shiver went down Felicity's spine, a heat spreading through her without warning, she looked up and her eyes widened to see Oliver standing a few feet away.

"Oliver," she said quietly, noting how hesitant he looked just standing there.

"Oliver," Addi repeated, turning and followed her mother's gaze. She smiled in recognition and waved him over eagerly. "Oliver, hi!"

Oliver was helpless to the way her blue eyes shined with the joy and innocence of a child. He moved forward, stopping at their booth, tossing a look over his shoulder, making sure Tommy was still occupied with his phone. He was.

"Oliver, this is my friend JJ, Diggie's his uncle!" Addi introduced the little boy next to her who looked to be only a little older than she was. "And this is my mom, Felicity."

"That's right. I never caught your name when we met before." Oliver murmured looking at Felicity.

"Do you want to join us?" Felicity asked, gesturing to the empty seat next to her.

Oliver's immediate answer was no but he stopped himself from saying so because it was a lie. Surprisingly to him, he did want to join them for dinner.

He wanted to spend time in Felicity's presence, experience more of her honestly and he wanted Addi's innocence and happiness to wash over him like a wave. He wanted their light.

But he couldn't. Tommy was waiting.

"I can't. I'm here with a friend."

Addi pouted up at him and it was almost his undoing. "You can bring your friend!"

"Maybe, next time," Oliver said.

"Are you sure?" Felicity asked.

"Yeah," Oliver nodded. His eyes took her in, something pulling at his memory about her.

"Diggie!" Addi suddenly exclaimed, she scrambled from the booth and ran for the man standing at the bar with Carly, his sister in law.

Oliver sent Felicity a smile before moving back to the booth Tommy had chosen and rejoining his friend.

Felicity watched him, biting down on her lip before her eyes sought out her daughter. She relaxed seeing her with Carly and John Diggle. She didn't know the man but something screamed at her that she could trust him. Besides, if he was Carly's family then she definitely didn't need to worry.

Felicity sought out Oliver again and not for the first time noticing his unkempt appearance. She bit her lip hoping everything was okay.

John let out a grunt as Addi collided with his legs, he scooped her up and placed her on his hip. "I didn't realize it was your sleepover night with JJ?"

"It's not. Felicity brings her here for dinner with JJ sometimes." Carly interjected, smiling at Addi. "It's sweet of you to adopt two white boys. They need a good role model."

John points over at Oliver. "That's my client.."

"Oliver Queen," Addi said.

Carly sent Addi a look of amusement. "And how do you know who he is?"

"I met him in the elevator. When I was looking for Mommy." Addi replied. "He's nice."

John grumbled in disagreement.

Carly looked at Oliver at the booth where the two billionaires were seated and took note of Oliver's disheveled presence. "Looks like you're doing a bang-up job protecting him."

"Mmm." John hummed in agreement. He could have done a better job but Oliver wasn't helping matters with his disappearing acts.

Oliver blew out a breath settling in his seat across from Tommy in the booth he chose for them.

"Look, man... about Laurel." Tommy chanced a look across the table at his friend. "I was going to tell you. I was just trying to figure out the right way."

"To tell somebody that you slept with their girlfriend after they went missing and were then presumed dead." Oliver paused. "What, there's no greeting card for that?"

And both men chuckled.

"Look... it was wrong. And I'm sorry…" Tommy apologized.

"Tommy…" Oliver said, all laughter gone. "I was dead."

"No, man, you were with Laurel." Tommy protested. "And whether you were dead, or as it turns out, alive on a deserted island, you are my friend. And me being with Laurel violated that friendship in about 50 different ways."

"Thank you. But it's ok." Oliver told him, looking completely at ease.

He loved Laurel but it took him going through hell for him to realize that he didn't love her the way he should have. When you love someone the way you're supposed to you don't cheat on them every chance you get. And you certainly don't ask their sister to go away with you.

Oliver's eyes darkened as he thought of Laurel's sister. The pain he caused the Lance family.

A feminine laugh cut through the air drawing Oliver's attention and he looked past Tommy to see Felicity, leaning forward brushing something off JJ's cheek as Addi threw her head back laughing.

Something pulled at his chest, warming him from the inside.

"How dangerous is this gig, anyway?" Carly questioned John.

"It's a cakewalk, Carla, don't worry." John brushed off her concern.

"Too late. Or have you forgotten this job got your brother killed?" Car;y reminded, eyes filled with pain."Because, Dig, I haven't. I can't."

She moved past him, walking onto Felicity's booth and sliding into the seat next to Felicity, smiling at her son.

"You are being really chill about this. I…" Tommy paused, noticing Oliver's distraction, and looked over his shoulder. He frowned seeing the two women and the two kids. "Why do you keep looking over there? Do you know them?"

"No," Oliver shook his head, forcing himself to drag his eyes away from Felicity and Addi. "The blonde works at QC but I don't really know her."

"You sure seem distracted by someone you don't know," Tommy commented.

Oliver's eyes shot to him and before he could come up with a response his cell phone rings. Oliver reached into the inner pocket of his jacket and pulled it out, placing it to his ears. "Hello?"

Tommy watched his interest peaking as Oliver started speaking Russian. It was still weird that his friend could speak Russian.

"Хорошо, подожди один момент."

Oliver pressed the phone to his chest and addressed Tommy. "It's a Russian model calling me. Can we... can I have a minute, please?"

Tommy laughs forgetting about Oliver's previous distraction with the blonde. "I can see now why you were able to be so chill. Enjoy." Tommy gets up and leaves, walking out of the restaurant.

Oliver places the phone back to his ear once Tommy is gone, blocking out the sound of Felicity and Addi's laughter. Gone was Oliver Queen and was replaced with the hood. "So I checked out?"

"You did." Lexi, the man on the other line answered. "His name is Floyd Lawton. I have address. Where he stayed last time, he was in Starling City. But that is all."

"Let's hope he's a creature of habit. Go." Oliver ordered.

"1700 Broadway, Papp Motel, room 52. You'll leave us out of this, yes?" Alexi asked. "Assuming Mr. Lawton doesn't kill you first."

Oliver ended the call without another word slipping the phone back into the inner pocket of his jacket.

He could hear Felicity saying something to her daughter, the sound of her voice pulling at his chest but he couldn't afford the distraction when other things regarding his list required his attention.

"Oliver I wasn't expecting you." Walter stood as Oliver stepped into his office at Queen Consolidated. "Your mother didn't mention you would be stopping by."

"She didn't know. I have a computer problem and I'm not sure who to see about it. I was hoping you would know someone." Oliver responded.

"Sounds like you need help for someone in the IT department," Walter said. "I would recommend speaking with Ms. Smoak. She's the best in the company."

"Ms. Smoak?" Oliver repeated and Walter nodded.

"Alright, thank you." Oliver didn't wait for Walter to respond before leaving his office and taking the executive elevator down to the IT floor.

Oliver walked into a small cubicle and saw a blonde ponytail. The woman's back was to him. He cleared his throat to catch her attention. "Felicity Smoak."

Felicity turns in her chair, a red pen in between her lips. She pulled the pen from her mouth. "Oliver?" her brow furrowed. "Are we using full names now? Or is it because we're in a professional setting? Would you prefer I call you, Mr. Queen?"

"No, Mr. Queen was my father." Oliver corrected.

"Right, but he's dead. I mean, he drowned. But you didn't, which means we can keep running into each other and you get to listen to me babble every single time. Which will end? In 3... 2... 1." Felicity tapped the pen on her desk in an attempt to regain control of the words coming out of her mouth.

Oliver couldn't help it when the corners of his mouth lifted into a smile. "I'm having some trouble with my computer and they told me that you were the person to come and see." Oliver placed a laptop on the edge of her desk and Felicity leaned forward to examine the holes in the frame. "I was at my coffee shop surfing the web and I spilled a latte on it."

"Really?" Felicity asked. He didn't expect her to believe that, did he? She wasn't an idiot.

"Yeah," Oliver replied.

Okay. He did expect her to believe that. She wasn't sure if she should feel insulted or not.

"'Cause these look like bullet holes." Felicity tilted her head at him and pursed her lips.

Oliver smiled. "My coffee shop is in a bad neighborhood. If there is anything that you can salvage from it, I would really appreciate it."

Felicity nodded. "Mm-hmm."

Felicity didn't know why he was lying but it wasn't really her business and more so, something in her gut was telling her not to turn him away for his lame excuse.

Oliver sat beside Felicity as he watched her work.

When Walter first told him to see Ms. Smoak. It didn't occur to him that he was looking for Felicity till he asked one of her co-workers where he could find her and they directed him to Felicity's cubicle.

But more so it was when she started babbling that he remembered another blonde talking to his picture.

It was hard to imagine that the woman he saw then was Felicity. But it was her. He was certain of it.

What are the odds that he saw her years ago only for him to return home and run into her again and again. It was almost like fate was throwing them together.

After everything he has seen, he wasn't one to just toss the notion away.

Maybe he was supposed to be a part of her life.

Maybe she was supposed to be a part of his.

His eyes flickered to the picture of Addison on her desk.

She was in a blue flowered sundress, head thrown back mid-laugh, her dark curls falling around her shoulders.

Oliver smiled at the picture before flickering to the next one. This one was of both Addi and Felicity.

Felicity had her daughter perched on her hip and she was smiling at her daughter with absolute adoration and love.

He couldn't help but notice there wasn't a man in the picture. His eyes flickered to Felicity's hand. She wore no ring.

Curiosity about Addi's father ate at him. He remembered Addi telling him her dad was in heaven. How did he die? Was he in the picture before he died? Did Felicity have someone special in her life?

Oliver had to restrain himself, knowing it was too personal of a question to ask someone he's only met a few times.

Felicity absorbed in her work didn't notice the way his eyes lingered on her.

"It looks like blueprints," Felicity said looking at the image displayed on her computer screen.

"Do you know what of?" Oliver asked, looking at the screen closely.

"The exchange building," Felicity answered.

"Never heard of it." Oliver flickered to her before returning back to the computer screen.

"It's where the Unidac industry's auction is scheduled to take place. I thought you said that was your laptop." Felicity smiled knowingly.

"Yes." Oliver nodded.

"Look, I don't want to get in the middle of some Shakespearian family drama thing," Felicity told him with a wave of her hand.

Oliver shot her a confused look. "What?"

"Mr. Steele marrying your mom." Felicity continued as Oliver only looked more confused at her words. "Claudius, Gertrude... Hamlet?"

"I didn't study Shakespeare at any of the four schools that I dropped out of," Oliver stated.

"Mr. Steele is trying to buy Unidac Industries. And you've got a company laptop associated with one of the guys he's competing against." Felicity explained patiently.

"Floyd Lawton," Oliver said.

"No," said Felicity. Oliver looks at her as she points at the login name on the computer display. "Warren Patel. Who's Floyd Lawton?"

Oliver looked back to the computer. "He is an employee of Mr. Patel, evidently."

Oliver clenched his jaw as he studied the blueprint on display, taking in every little detail he could.

Oliver stood. "Thank you. I need to go."

Felicity nodded and unhooked the laptop handing him back to him.

Oliver nodded his thanks and headed for the door, the laptop tucked under his arm.

He stopped in the doorway, turning back. "How is Addi doing?"

Felicity looked up surprised that he was asking after her daughter, more so out of genuine curiosity then politeness. "She's doing great." Felicity smiled. "She asks about you actually."

"Really?" Oliver started to smile.

"Yeah, she likes you." Felicity shrugged.

Oliver's smile turned bashful. "I like her, too. She seems like a great kid."

"She is," Felicity replied.

Oliver nodded and said goodbye, asking Felicity to tell Addi 'hi' from him.

Felicity lifted her red pen to her lips as she looked to the door.

She thought it sweet that Oliver asked after Addi and she got the feeling it wasn't out of politeness. If she wasn't mistaken she would say he genuinely likes her daughter.

Not that she could blame him. Her little girl was a ray of sunshine and she loved her endlessly.

She may be biased but in her eyes her daughter was perfect and there wasn't anyone who could tell her differently.

A/N: This will be the last update for me for personal reasons. Thanks for reading!