Sometimes A Surprise Is Just What You Need

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An hour later, the passengers had been allowed to disembark. Each had been told that they would be diverted to another plane. Oliver's eyes lingered on Agent Smoak standing across the waiting room, talking to a beautiful African American woman obviously also with the bureau. Few people ever surprised Oliver anymore. In his business he had learned to read people. But he had completely been thrown for a loop with the blonde agent.

Looking like she should be at the nearest club, not working for the FBI, Oliver realized her clothes and her behavior had all been a ruse. Thinking back on it he realized her stumbling into the hijacker had been deliberate when she entered the plane. She had been locating his weapon. And having him take her as his hostage, had allowed her to free the hostage and get in the perfect position to disarm him. He was impressed.

Felicity had finished her debriefing with Amanda Waller, her direct supervisor. It had been hard to think clearly as she had tried not to glance in the strangers direction. He was gorgeous and had been watching her since they had disembarked the plane. Her eyes glanced over short dirty blonde hair, a square masculine jaw lined with well trimmed scruff, down over broad shoulders. His well tailored suit did nothing to hide how well in shape he was, and as her eyes roamed back up they locked with a gaze so blue, so intense, Felicity shifted uncomfortably for the first time. She quickly looked away. The man was distracting.

Felicity decided to focus her attention on her fellow agents. The FBI had swarmed the airport when Lyla had contacted Waller, letting her know the highjacker had been subdued. Felicity let out a sigh. She knew she would officially be off duty soon and her vacation would begin, so she focused on doing what she could to relate all the details for the report before she could really relax.

Oliver had been staring at Agent Smoak when their eyes met briefly. He was not the least bit embarrassed that she had caught him staring because well, she was beautiful. He was intrigued by her. How old was she? How had someone like her become an FBI agent? Hopefully he would get the chance to talk to her, but for now he leaned back against the pillar behind him, waiting to be released.

Lyla walked over to Felicity. Her smile warm as she took in her partners appearance. Felicity was a true chameleon, and in their profession that was a commodity. Looking at her you would never know that Felicity had graduated from MIT with a dual Masters at the age of 19. That she could hack any system with ease and then turn around and bring a 250 lb man to his knees with moves that would make even the most seasoned agent stop in awe. She was literally a genius and she and Lyla had connected from their first mission together. Placing a hand on her shoulder, Lyla grinned.

"Well Smoak, we did it. Your intel was spot on. However this dress made the mission."

Felicity groaned as Lyla laughed, hugging her.

"Don't worry Lis", Lyla whispered. "I won't tell anyone that you had this dress sitting in the back of your closet."

Felicity let out a laugh. Lyla knew that Felicity's wardrobe normally consisted of pencil skirts, silk or cotton blouses and a shoe collection that women everywhere would envy. Felicity never wore dresses like this, but Lyla was right. She had kept this dress in the back of her closet, thinking one day. Her one day had come the minute she received her intel on the possible plane jacking, and she had been filled in on her role and the targets preclevity for "party girls".

Oliver glanced up as he heard Agent Smoak laughing. She and her partner had their heads close together talking and Oliver could tell they were close friends by their familiarity with each other.

"Well it is about time for your plane to leave Lis and I need to head back to the office to file our reports", Lyla groaned. "You soo owe me one Smoak."

Lyla gave her a hug before throwing her a wink and heading out. A voice suddenly filled the waiting room over the PA system.

"Attention passengers of Star flight 1623. Thank you for your patience. We have re-assigned each of you to Star flight 623, and will be boarding soon. Please have your boarding passes ready. Thank you."

Felicity let out a sigh of relief. She was finally on vacation. When Felicity had been given this mission she had used it as an opportunity to take some time off. She needed to travel to Star City to apartment hunt and stopping a highjacker on a flight headed to Star City had been the perfect excuse. Sinking down into a seat, Felicity waited for boarding to begin. Once they were in the air she could figuratively let her hair down and just breath.