Sometimes A Surprise Is Just What You Need

Untitled Part 6

Felicity stood up, stretching her arms high above her head, she felt her tight muscles slightly release as she stretched. It had been a long day. But the day was not over for Felicity. She had received a call from Waller explaining that the team was going to meet up and go over the details of the mission that they were about to start with Queen Consolidated. She had mentioned that one of their top secret agents would be joining the meeting so she wanted Felicity to be prepared with all of the intel she had accrued so far.

Slightly curious to know who this "secret" agent was, Felicity gathered her tablet, and headed out of her office. Lyla walked out of her office as Felicity passed, joining her.

"So, this sounds pretty serious. Especially since they are bringing in some mysterious agent.", Lyla said. "I know they have someone here in Star City that they only use for some of the most dangerous missions, but to bring him or her into this one. Waller and Lance must be really worried about the Triad."

"Well hopefully this will be a quick meeting.", Felicity said, trying to formulate her thoughts.

Lyla heard Felicity starting to count backwards from ten. She knew without having to look at her that Felicity was trying to keep herself from an anxiety attack. As good as she was in the field and with a computer, Felicity hated talking in front of a group. Lyla lightly rubbed Felicity's back in support as they both reached the conference room. Stepping in they saw the rest of the team assembled.

Giving the ladies a grin, Slade looked up, a smirk crossing his handsome features. "Well ladies, so glad you decided to join us."

Felicity threw him a glare.

"You know they love to make an entrance Wilson", said Roy. "Especially blondie."

Laughter echoed through the room, as Felicity and Lyla took their seats. Glancing around, she noticed everyone was present, including Laurel, Tommy, Quentin, with Waller on speaker phone. However, she did not see this "secret" agent that she had heard was going to attend the meeting. And based on the fact that Agent Lance had taken the seat to the right of the head of the table, and that the head seat was empty, this "agent" was going to be leading the meeting.

Before Felicity could ask where their "mystery" agent was, the door opened. Felicity noticed a very attractive African American male walk into the room. He was huge. His arms alone housed muscles the size of bowling balls. He walked in, moving to stand at the back of the conference room, his stance wide, arms crossed. Felicity could just make out a gun hidden under his suit jacket. Wondering if this was the agent they were waiting on, Felicity looked at Lyla. Seeing her roommate's expression Felicity hid a smile. Lyla was smitten. She was staring at the tall handsome newcomer like he was a tall glass of water, and she had just crossed the desert. Interesting.

Turning on her tablet, Felicity connected it to the large screen at the back of the room. Pulling up the notes she had typed up for the meeting, she was about to speak when suddenly she heard the door shut. Glancing up in annoyance, she started to ask if they were ready to start, when her eyes locked with an intense blue gaze. Oliver Queen!!!

Felicity's mouth gaped. No, he couldn't be, right? Felicity's eyes flew to Quentin in surprise. As Quentin stood to shake Oliver's hand, he then turned to address the room.

"Thank you everyone for being able to come on such short notice. I am sure you have a lot of questions, but let me answer a few real quick. Mr. Queen has been working with the FBI for the last 5 years. His skill and expertise both in combat training and infiltrating certain, shall I say organizations has been invaluable to the bureau. Because of the Triad's involvement in this case, and it being Queen's company, we felt it imperative that he lead this mission. He has dealt with the Triad before and could be invaluable to the success of this mission." Turning to Oliver, Quentin took his seat.

"Thank you Quentin." Oliver glanced around the room, his gaze briefly lighting on Felicity before moving on. "I know some of you must be shocked, and may be wondering how a CEO of a multi-million dollar conglomerate could also be an agent for the FBI.", he cleared his throat. "I won't bore you all with the details. Just know that my partner and I, John Diggle...", he motioned to the man at the back of the room, "have been keeping tabs on the triad for 6 years now. We came across them while investigating a bogus company that QC almost purchased. During that time, we have seen their ties to Star City expand, grow. If we are going to stop this, and keep this technology out of their hands, then we have to come at them with everything we've got."

Oliver's eyes traveled the room, meeting each person's gaze before looking at Felicity.

Felicity fidgeted in her seat, she tried not to meet his gaze as she played with her tablet. Come on Smoak. You can do this, she thought.

"Miss Smoak, is it?, Oliver asked. His gaze, intense, strong.

"Can you please fill the team in on what you have uncovered, and what you feel is the best course of action that we can take from a cyber standpoint?" Oliver took his seat at the head of the table. Steepling his fingers in his lap, he let his gaze linger. She is as beautiful as he remembered.