Ch 9 The Gift You Gave Me
For the next two weeks, Oliver, Felicity and John repaired the bunker and helped the city in its efforts to recover from the Undertaking.
Even now, first responders were still recovering bodies from the wreckage.
As the body count raised, the amount of anger, blame, and discontent rose in the city. The people started calling for Merlyn blood. They celebrated Tommy’s death. They wanted Moira Queen dead and there were even those few who wanted Oliver and Thea to pay for their parents’ crimes.
Oliver had a team of security on Thea when she wasn’t with Roy, much to her annoyance.
He worried for Felicity, but as long as the world didn’t know she was carrying Malcolm Merlyn’s grandchild, she was safe.
John was spending more time with Carly, and that often left just Oliver and Felicity to their own devices.
More often than not found Oliver on Felicity’s couch or in her kitchen, but always with her.
He learned she couldn’t cook to save her life and took it upon himself to make her breakfast and dinner. Often when she was at work, when he wasn’t working on the foundry or working out, he was researching recipes for pregnant women.
Felicity didn’t mind. Oliver’s cooking was a hundred times better than microwave food and it reminded her of Tommy in a good way, even if it made her heart ache just a bit more than it did before.
Before, Oliver was her teammate, her partner, but now he was becoming a very close friend.
Someone she could talk to about almost anything. Her worry and fears. How much she missed Tommy. About her day.
Oliver had not only become her friend but her sounding board, her confidante.
Her pillar of support.
Her anchor among tragedy and heartache.
Her life had changed so much and in a world she was still adjusting to the changes.
Nothing about any of this was easy.
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Oliver set a plate on the counter. Scramble, eggs, toast and grapes. A glass of orange juice is next to it.
Felicity’s bedroom door opened. Her hair was left down and more curly than he has ever seen it. She was pale this morning, making the circles beneath her eyes more evident. She wore a pair of black yoga pants and an oversized blue shirt he knew to be Tommy’s, dipping off one shoulder.
“Are you not going into work today?” Oliver wondered, knowing Felicity would have worn something else if that were the case, or maybe she was just running late.
His step faltered." Are You feeling okay?"
“I have to go to the hospital.” Felicity said.
Oliver’s heart leapt into his throat and he was rushing forward before she could take another step. “What’s wrong?” his arm wrapped around her waist, ready to whisk her away to the hospital as fast as possible.
“I’m fine.” Felicity patted his chest, seeing his worry. “I have a doctor’s appointment, so I took the day off.”
“Oh, is it for the baby?” he asked, helping her over to the counter.
“It is,” she answered, sipping at the glass of orange juice.
Oliver settled across from her. “Can I..:” he shook his head abruptly, falling silent.
Felicity watched as he pushed his eggs around on his plate, that brooding frown in place that she was all too familiar with. “You want to be there?”
Oliver looked up at her hesitantly. “I don’t want to overstep.”
“You’re not.” Felicity assured him. “I wouldn’t mind.”
“Yeah?” Oliver smiled lightly.
“Yeah,” said Felicity. “It will be nice to have a friend there.”
“When is the appointment?” Oliver looked at the clock.
“Not for another 2 hours.” Felicity answered, nibbling on her toast. “We got time.”
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Oliver followed Felicity’s mini Cooper on his bike through the hospital’s underground parking garage.
It was convenient in keeping away from the hostile mobs out For Merlyn blood and from paparazzi and reporters.
Oliver followed closely behind Felicity as it seemed she knew exactly where she was going and he didn’t.
He stepped closer to her as a few others got into the elevator with them.
He was worried at first that someone might recognize him and his trip here will be on every television and paper in the city. But not a single person paid him any mind, some miracles he would gladly accept. He felt out-of-place walking into the women’s clinic. It only increased when he noticed it was a room full of pregnant women and he was only the third man there.
He stepped closer to Felicity to help with his unease. His hand migrated to her back.
“Are you sure you want to be here?” Felicity asked quietly, leaning into him so he could hear her.
“Yes, just nervous.” Oliver admitted.
“So am I.” Felicity said, and Oliver moved his hand from her back to her hand, closing his around hers.
Felicity squeezed his hand and approached the receptionist's desk. “Felicity Smoak. I have an appointment at 11:15.”
“Fill this out and I will get you checked in.” The receptionist replied politely, holding out a clipboard with forms. “And I will need your ID and insurance card.”
Felicity dug through her purse until she found her wallet as Oliver took hold of the clipboard. Felicity handed over the cards.
She accepted the clipboard from Oliver and took one of the empty seats that was left.
Oliver joined her, rubbing his fingers together in that way he did when he was feeling nervous or restless.
It didn’t take Felicity long, and she took them back up to the counter.
10 minutes later, a nurse came and took her to one of the patient rooms, and she and Oliver were left waiting for the doctor.
Felicity sat on the medical bed while Oliver paced, looking out the window and the skyline laid out before him.
“Does it usually take this long?” Oliver wondered.
“Patience is a virtue.” Felicity said, and despite himself, Oliver smiled.
“What do you want to do after this?” asked Oliver, hoping to distract himself.
“I don’t know.” Felicity answered honestly. “I guess it depends on how I feel after this.”
The door to her room and an older brunette woman walked in dressed in a white coat. “Hi, Ms. Smoak. I’m Dr. Avery. How are you feeling?”
“Nauseous. Tired.” Felicity answered.
“That’s perfectly normal.” Replied Dr. Avery, filling out a form. “Any cramping?”
“No.”
“Spotting?”
“No.”
“Very good.” she looked up from her chart, looking at Oliver with recognition. “And is this the father?”
“This is a very good friend of mine.” Felicity answered and Oliver came over and gently took her hand in his, his thumb brushing slowly back and forth across the back of her hand.
“Good. As first time mom’s and one as young as yourself, it’s important to have a support system.” Dr. Avery said.
“How do you know this is my first child?” asked Felicity. “Is it in my chart?”
“Yes.” Dr. Avery smiled. “Also, you’re wringing your hands. You’re nervous. Most first time mom’s are always nervous.”
“Does it ever go away?” Felicity wondered.
“It vary’s with every patient. Everybody is different.” Dr. Avery answered. “Are you ready to see your baby today?”
“What? Really?” asked Felicity, as Oliver blew out a breath.
“Yes, really.” Dr. Avery smiled. “I’ll need you to lay back and raise your shirt for me to just beneath your breast.”
Felicity did as instructed as the Doctor wheeled over the ultrasound machine.
“I apologize in advance for the coldness.” Said Dr. Avery as she spread a gel over Felicity’s abdomen.
Felicity jerked at the coldness, and Oliver Instinctively took her hand.
Dr. Avery placed a doppler against her skin and slowly began moving it.
Felicity’s heart pounded against her ribs, and her breath caught in her throat.
Oliver felt his body seize up, a ball of emotion lodging in his throat. He knew this moment was going to change everything, and it terrified him in a way that he wasn’t used to.
It was silent in the room, the only sound the breathing of the occupants in the room until it wasn’t.
A fast heartbeat filled the room.
Felicity’s breath left her in a rush.
“Is that..?” Oliver was having trouble finding his voice. “The baby’s heartbeat?”
Dr. Avery nodded. “Yes, it is.”
“It’s fast.” Felicity said and added quickly." Is that normal?"
“It is.” Dr. Avery confirmed, moving the doppler around a bit more. “There you are.”
Felicity’s hand flew to her chest after Dr. Avery turned the ultrasound monitor screen toward her, pointing out her baby in the grainy image.
“That there is your little one,” said Dr. Avery. “I would say you are almost 9 weeks along.”
“And everything’s fine?” Felicity asked.
“Your baby is perfect.” Dr. Avery assured. “From the development and how far along you are, I approximate your due date in November.”
“It’s common to have a miscarriage in the first trimester. Is that something I need to worry about?” Felicity asked.
“Everything I see tells me you have nothing to worry about.” Dr. Avery answered and went on to explain what she could expect for the next few weeks.
Felicity glanced over at Oliver and his eyes were glued to the ultrasound monitor. More specifically, the baby’s image on the screen. There were tears in his eyes and a soft smile pulling at the corner of his lips.
“Any questions?” Dr. Avery asked.
“Yes.” Felicity turned back to the Doctor squeezing Oliver’s hand. “I have morning sickness and it comes at all times of the day. Will that last during the entire pregnancy?”
“I want to say no, but there are some case’s that it does last the duration of the pregnancy. If you’re lucky, it will only last the first trimester. Things should go more smoothly once you reached your second.”
“Is there anything we can do to help ease the symptoms?” asked Oliver, forcing his eyes away from the image of Tommy and Felicity’s baby to Dr. Avery.
“I will prescribe some nausea medications and some pregnancy vitamins.” Dr. Avery answered and began using a paper towel to wipe away the gel off Felicity’s stomach. “I will print you off a couple of pictures of your baby’s ultrasound.”
“Thank You.” Felicity said gratefully.
“Of course, I’ll be right back.” Dr. Avery smiled before leaving the room.
Felicity turned to Oliver when they were alone. “You ok?”
His eyes shined with unshed tears and it was a little disconcerting to see the man who was guarded more than the Pentagon, so vulnerable.
Oliver turned to her.
Tommy should be the one standing here, holding your hand. Not me.
The words were on the tip of his tongue, but he couldn’t say them.
He didn’t want to cause her more pain.
He swallowed visibly. “Yeah, it’s just.. surreal.”
“I know.” Felicity squeezed his hand. “I’m scared.”
Oliver smiled softly. “So am I and that’s ok. This is uncharted territory. It’s okay to be scared, but I don’t think you need to be. You are gonna be an amazing mother.”
Felicity hoped he was right.
A few minutes later, Dr. Avery returned with her printouts and prescriptions. They talked for a little longer before Felicity and Oliver were on their way.
“Are you hungry?” asked Oliver, glancing at her briefly before returning his eyes to the road.
“Yes, I could use a big belly burger and some mint chip.” Felicity answered. “We could call John, see if he wants to meet us for lunch?”
“You call John, I will get us to big belly burger.” Oliver said, turning on his turn signal as he came to a stop at a busy intersection.
John had easily agreed to meet them. It gave him an excuse to check on Carly without coming across as overbearing.
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John met them just outside BBB’s parking lot. He smiled at Felicity and held the door open for her. “What have you two been up to today?”
Oliver looked at Felicity to answer John. He was taking his cues from her.
“I had a doctor’s appointment.” Felicity answered, grabbing their usual booth.
“Oh.” John took a seat across from her as Oliver slid into the booth next to her. “How did it go?”
“Good. We got to see the baby and hear the heartbeat.” Felicity answered, her lips pulling up into a genuine smile.
“We?” John looked over at Oliver.
Oliver nodded. “It was surreal.”
“Do you want to see my ultrasound pictures?” Felicity immediately began digging through her bag.
John leaned over the table expectantly. He hadn’t seen her smile since The Undertaking.
Felicity pulled out the ultrasound pic and showed it to John, pointing out the baby.
“Wow.” said John.
“I know,” said Oliver, his eyes lit with wonder. “It’s unbelievable.”
“It’s almost like he’s still here with me,” Felicity murmured, staring at the picture in awe.
Oliver and John both reached over and squeezed her hand in support.
“What can I...” Carly trailed off. “Is that an ultrasound picture?” She looked at Felicity. “You’re pregnant?”
“I am.” Felicity replied.
“Congratulations.” Carly smiled.
“Thank You.” Felicity slipped the pic back into her purse.
“If you ever need some advice or anything, you can call me,” said Carly.
Felicity appreciated the offer. “I will probably take you up on that.”
“Please do.” She pulled out her notepad. “Now, what can I get you guys?”
“Cheeseburger, extra pickles, no mayo. Fries, extra crispy and mint chocolate chip ice cream.” Felicity listed off.
“Don’t have mint chocolate chip.” Carly answered, writing her order down." I can do chocolate."
Oliver leaned into Felicity. “I’ll stop and get you mint chocolate chip when we leave here that way you can have some whenever you want. Plus, we need to stop and have your prescriptions filled.”
Carly looked between Oliver and Felicity as they locked eyes.
“I’ll have my usual,” John interjected, bringing Carly’s attention back to him.
Carly smiled at him and reached out to rub his shoulder.
“And you Mr. Queen?” Carly asked Oliver, not needing to write down John’s order, already knowing it by heart.
“Oliver, please.” Oliver insisted. “Double cheeseburger, easy on the cheese, fries and a glass of water.”
Carly nodded, writing it down, and sent another smile at John before returning to the counter.
John quietly excused himself and followed Carly to the counter. His hand covered hers on the counter and she smiled up at him, stepping closer. John’s other hand came to rest on her waist and hers on his chest as they spoke in soft tones that neither Felicity nor Oliver could make out what was being said.
“Do you think they’ll last?” Felicity wondered curiously.
Oliver glanced at John and Carly briefly before returning his eyes back to her. “I don’t know. I hope so, but their relationship is a bit on the complicated side.”
“Most relationships are,” Felicity replied, a question of curiosity forming. “Speaking of complicated. What about you and Laurel? Think you’ll last this time around?”
Felicity assumed that Laurel wanted to be with Oliver and Oliver, who saw through Laurel tinted glasses would want the same. She didn’t think it would last, or that it was the right move for him, but it was Oliver’s life and his decision to make.
“Laurel and I are not back together.” Oliver’s brow furrowed. "Are people saying we’re back together?"
“No, I just assumed. You always drop everything for her and the way she acted at Tommy’s funeral.” Felicity smiled ruefully. “She was clearly staking her claim.”
“We slept together the night before The Undertaking.” Oliver admitted. “I thought it was what I wanted.”
“Didn’t live up to the expectation you built in your head when you were on the island?” asked Felicity. “Understandable. I mean, you built a lot of expectations out of some misplaced guilt. It’s not a strong foundation to start a relationship on.”
Oliver opened his mouth to respond, but John chose that moment to return. “Carly said our food will be ready in a moment.”
“Good,” said Felicity, letting Oliver and her discussion fall away. “I’m starving.”
John grinned. “Well, you are feeding for two now.”
Felicity found herself smiling at the thought of her baby and her hand moved to rest over her relatively still, flat stomach.
Oliver watched the movement, and he had the intense urge to cover her hand with his own and was grateful for his own self control.
“So, things with you and Carly?” Felicity wondered, looking at John.
John glanced over as Carly started over to them with a full tray. “They’re going as well as can be.”
“Here are your orders.” Carly unloaded her tray. “If you need anything else, just send John to the counter.”
“We will.” Felicity promised, as John chuckled.
The three friends kept their conversation light as they enjoyed their meal.
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Oliver returned home later that day, intending to shower, grab some fresh clothes and an overnight bag.
It occurred to him that it was presumptions of him to pack an overnight bag for Felicity’s, but right now, he needed to be near Felicity.
He needed to watch over her, care for her. He needed to feel like he was honoring his promise to Tommy to look after her. However, it wasn’t just for Tommy. It was for himself too.
The closer he got to Felicity, the more drawn he was to her. His life had come down with the Glades and being around Felicity was the only thing that felt right to him.
“What’s the overnight bag for?”
Oliver glanced over to see Thea standing in the open doorway, dressed in her favorite pair of silk pajamas.
“I was going to spend the night at a friend’s.” Oliver answered.
“You’ve been doing that a lot lately since everything happened.’’ Thea commented. The look in her eyes reminded him of their mother’s when she was trying to get to the bottom of a problem.
“My friend lost someone really important. None of this has been easy. For them especially.” Oliver answered, thinking about how hard this has been on Felicity.
“How is Laurel?” asked Thea, wrongly assuming that’s who Oliver had been spending all his time with.
“I’m not sure. We haven’t spoken in almost a week.” Oliver answered honestly.
“Wait, if not Laurel then,” she shook her head before her eyes lit up. “The blonde? I think her name was Felicity. Is that where you’ve been spending all your time?”
Oliver couldn’t bring himself to answer, but his silence spoke volumes.
“Who did she lose?” Thea wondered. “Was it someone close to her?”
“Closer than Laurel and I have ever been,” confessed Oliver. He didn’t think he ever loved someone the way Felicity had loved Tommy. “And she has no family here.”
Thea nodded, feeling a wave of sympathy. It sucked losing someone close to you and being alone only made it worse. “You could always invite your girlfriend here.”
“It’s not like that. She’s not my girlfriend. We’re just friends.” Oliver protested, hoisting his bag onto his shoulder. “Are you going to be okay on your own tonight?”
“I won’t be on my own.” Thea said, a small smirk pulling at her lips. “Roy’s coming over.”
Oliver’s face scrunched up.
“Don’t make that face. I’m not a little kid anymore.” Thea admonished. “I shouldn’t have to remind you of that.”
“I know.” Oliver sighed, still he didn’t like his sister with boys. He was a big brother. However, he knew Roy was a good kid. “As long as he makes you happy.”
“He does.” Thea said.
Oliver walked over to his sister, pressing a kiss to her forehead as he passed. “Good.”
“The offer still stands for your friend. She’s welcome here if you want her to be.” Thea’s tone made it clear she didn’t believe Felicity was just his friend.
“I’ll see you tomorrow.” Oliver called over his shoulder and left, pausing long enough beside her to press a departing kiss to her temple.
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Felicity pulled her door open to find Oliver with a duffel bag over his shoulder and his arms full of grocery bags.
“I went shopping.” Oliver said in greeting.
“I can see that.” Felicity took two of the bags from him.
Oliver followed her inside, kicking the door shut behind him.
Felicity set the bags down on the kitchen counter. “What’s with the duffle bag?”
“I hope you don’t mind. It’s just in case I stay over.” Oliver set the remaining grocery bags on the counter. He let the duffle bag slip down his arm and drop at his feet.
“I don’t mind.” Felicity said. “You’re welcome here anytime, as long as you’re comfortable on the couch.”
“I’ve slept in worse places.” Oliver replied, beginning to unload the grocery bags.
Vegetables, fruits, a few packages of meats, yogurt, heart healthy cereal, eggs, pancakes.
“I’m sure.” Felicity replied as Oliver pulled out the last item from the bag.
A carton of mint chocolate chip ice cream. “As requested.” Oliver set the ice cream on the counter.
Felicity snatched the ice cream up. “You are a Godsend.”
Oliver couldn’t help the bubble of laughter that rose in his throat.
It was honest and real. Hearing it brought a soft smile to Felicity.
“I was under the impression pregnant women were harder to please.” Oliver commented, a light feeling in his chest from just being in Felicity’s presence.
“This one’s not.” Felicity opened the ice cream and retrieved a spoon.
“Speaking of,” he pulled out a small white paper bag from his jacket pocket. “I picked up your prescriptions.” he set the bag down on the counter.
“Thank you,” Felicity said around a spoon full of ice cream.
“Shouldn’t you wait until after dinner?” asked Oliver as she popped another spoonful of ice cream into her mouth.
“If you didn’t want me to eat the ice cream before dinner, you shouldn’t have bought it.” Felicity replied with a smile, swallowing another bite of ice cream. “And speaking of dinner, what are you making for us tonight?”
“Something healthy for you and little Smoak.”
Felicity’s nose scrunched. “Little Smoak?”
“Peanut?” Oliver offered.
Felicity shook her head.
“Cargo?” Oliver tried again.
“Pumpkin.” said Felicity.
“Pumpkin?” Oliver repeated, lips twitching.
“It’s what my grandmother called me when I was little.” Felicity explained.
“What about your mom?” asked Oliver curiously.
“Pistachio.” Felicity pressed her lips together.
“What?”
“I didn’t open up easily.” Felicity explained.
Oliver noted that he was slowly learning more about her." Pumpkin it is."
“Want some?” Felicity offered him a spoonful of her ice cream.
Oliver leaned over, taking a bite.
“Why don’t you eat the rest of your ice cream while I get dinner started?” Oliver suggested.
“Sounds like a plan.” Felicity sent him a smile and walked into the living room, settling on the couch as she got Netflix started.
Oliver joined her once he had dinner done and was giving it time to cool off. Felicity instinctively moved closer, and he lifted his arm, tucking her into his side.
He felt more at home next to her than he could ever remember feeling. It was a feeling he wanted to protect.
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