Sometimes A Surprise Is Just What You Need

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Diggle rapped his knuckles on the door before heading in, a grin covering his mouth.

"So Boss, I think saying that didn't go well would be an understatement." Diggle outright laughed at the glare Oliver threw his way.

"Hey man, don't worry so much. Just see how things go tomorrow. Felicity will have calmed down and things might look better."

Oliver stood from his chair. He really wanted to go home, but his adrenaline was pumping from his encounter with Felicity and he knew he would not sleep. He needed to tire himself out. Maybe a workout would do the trick. He knew the bureau had a state of the art gym on the 1st floor. Thank goodness he carried his gym bag in his car.

"I am going meet with Miss Michaels and go over some of the training you and I discussed earlier. Maybe we can schedule a training session in the next couple of days.", Diggle said.

Placing his hand on Oliver's shoulder, he looked him over. "You good?"

Oliver gave him a grim nod. "I am going to go to the gym and work off some of this tension. I will make my way home Dig. Have a good night."

Oliver walked out determined to work his body until he was exhausted. Heading to the elevator he punched the down button. Maybe this would also get his thoughts off of a certain blonde.

Felicity paced in her office. She has been completely thrown when the agent that Lance and Waller had referred to, turned out to be none other than Oliver Queen. How was it possible that he was an agent with the FBI? Filing the question in the back of her mind, Felicity decided she would have to get answers to that question another time. Right now she really needed to work off some anger. Felicity decided her best option would be a workout. She had already planned on visiting the gym at some point during the day but had never gotten the opportunity. Well now it was time.

Making sure her computer was locked, Felicity grabbed her bag and her phone. Some good music and a punching bag should do the trick. Maybe she could imagine Queen's face on that bag.

Oh but what a face it was!

Felicity had felt a sense of panic well up inside her when Oliver had started to talk after everyone had left the room. She knew he had been about to apologize for not getting in touch with her over the last two months, but after everything Felicity had learned today, and her shock at finding out he was an agent. She had been in no frame of mind to deal with those particular emotions.

Closing her office door, Felicity headed to the elevator. She let out a quiet breath as the elevator slid silently to the 1st floor. Because it was late in the evening Felicity felt confident that there would be no one else in the gym. That suited her just fine because she really did not feel like talking to anyone.

Changing into his workout shorts Oliver decided to forego a shirt. There was no one else in the gym and he didn't foresee anyone coming in this late.

Taking his towel and bottle of water, Oliver moved toward the left corner of the gym toward the salmon ladder. He had requested that Agent Lance have it installed when he decided to work for the bureau. He was the only person that used it, and that suited him just fine. It gave him a good workout, and a way to clear his mind, his sole focus on working his body up the ladder.

Oliver set his things on a nearby bench and placed his earbuds in his ears. Hitting the music button on his phone that was being held by his arm band, Oliver started his chin ups. As he worked up each rung, his mind started to clear, his muscles straining with each move up. Yes, this was exactly what he needed.

When the elevator doors opened Felicity headed to the changing room entrance from the hall. Slipping through the door she headed toward her locker. Changing into bike shorts, a tank top and her nikes, Felicity made sure her ponytail was secure and grabbing her towel, water and phone, headed toward the gym. As she approached the door she could hear a clanging sound. Well Frak! Someone was already in there. What were they doing? That did not sound like someone lifting weights. Opening the door, Felicity stepped through, her eyes scanning the room to see what was making that noise. She immediately stopped dead in her tracks. Her mouth slid open, her eyes wide as she looked at a sight that should be illegal in all 50 states. Hanging from a bar at the top of the ladder, resting on his arms in a pull up, feet crossed was the sexiest, most fascinating sight Felicity had ever seen, and she could not tear her eyes away.

Felicity's vision tunneled as she saw rippling pecs and abs that she wanted to lick like.....oh.my.god.the.abs!!!

Her eyes scanning slowly back up, Felicity licked her lips as her gaze met familiar blue. Holy google that gorgeous hunk of abs was none other than a shirtless Oliver Queen.