Running From The Law

Epilogue

Nine months later

Oliver smiles down at the sleeping baby in his arms. His and Felicity's tiny newborn daughter was the double of her mother who was currently sleeping soundlessly on the hospital bed with Arlo in her arms. Noah was sitting in a chair playing a video game on Oliver's phone.

The baby released a soft grunt in her sleep.

Noah put the phone down and got up. "Ollie, can I hold her?"

Oliver smiled softly at him. "Let's sit down together."

Noah smiled and glanced over his shoulder at his sleeping mother and brother. He turned back to Oliver and nodded.

Moving over to a chair, Oliver sat down.

Noah followed him.

"Hold your arms out." Oliver said softly.

Noah held his arms out and looked up at Oliver expectantly.

Carefully, Oliver placed the baby in his arms. "Support her head."

"She's so small. I don't remember Arlo ever being this small." Noah said, supporting his half sister's head.

Oliver smiled and took a quick picture. "Paige was early."

Noah looked up at his mom and brother. "Is mommy going to be okay?"

"She's okay buddy, just tired." Oliver responded softly.

At that moment Felicity began to open her eyes.

Paige chose to start fussing in Noah's arms.

Noah looked up at Oliver. "Ollie, she's not happy."

Gently taking his daughter into his arms, Oliver rocked her.

Felicity let out a soft groan from the bed.

Paige released another soft cry.

Felicity reached up and rubbed her eyes as she opened them and looked for Oliver.

Oliver moved over to her with the fussing baby. "She's hungry."

Felicity adjusted herself on the bed and held her arms open for her daughter.

Moving closer, Oliver gently passed her the baby.

Felicity pulled her shirt down and helped her daughter latch on.  She looked up at Oliver and smiled sleepily.

"Thank you." Oliver whispered, smiling softly.

"Why are you thanking me?" Felicity asked, frowning in confusion.

Oliver leaned down and kissed her forehead. "You made me a dad."

"It takes two to make a baby." Felicity said.

The blue eyed man smiled softly. "I know, but you brought her into this world."

"Marry me." Felicity said.

Oliver smiled softly. "I believe that's supposed to be my line."

"That's stereotyping. Women can ask too." Felicity said. "So I'm going to ask again." She took a deep breath and said, "Marry me?"

"Yes. I'll marry you." Oliver responded, leaning down to kiss her.

Felicity smiled as she kissed him back.