Sometimes A Surprise Is Just What You Need

Untitled Part 17

Felicity arrived home, and gathering her things from her car, headed inside. She was still so mad. Walking down the hall to her bedroom, she threw her gym bag on the floor, and went into her bathroom. Taking a deep breath, she turned on the water, adding some lavender bath scents. She knew it would help her relax. As she undressed she went back over the meeting. How dare Oliver tell her that she could not do her job. She was one of the best agents the FBI had, and the fact that Oliver had told her no just made her all the more determined to get her job done.

Throwing her hair up into a bun on her head, she stepped into the steaming water, and let out a sigh. Oh that felt wonderful. She was a little sore from the sparring and the hot water felt good on her muscles. Leaning her head back she closed her eyes. This was exactly what she needed.

After the meeting had disbanded, John had followed Lyla to her office. He was looking forward to getting a cup of coffee with her and learning more about this intriguing woman. She was beautiful, strong, confident and smart, and this appealed to John on many levels. Knocking on her office door, he smiled.

"Are you ready Miss. Michaels?"

Lyla looked up and smiled. "Yes, let me grab my purse."

Getting her things, Lyla and John headed out. "I know a great diner close by that makes the best coffee.", she said.

When they arrived at the diner, they took a corner booth, secluded so as to not be interrupted. Both were nervous, but excited about getting to know each other.

They ordered their coffee, and Lyla gave John a curious smile. "So John, tell me about yourself. How did you get involved with the FBI?"

As they talked Lyla learned that John had met Oliver when he was hired to be his body guard. That he was ex-military, and that he and Oliver had started out working with the FBI to try to track bogus companies that were being used to launder money for the Triad. They had stumbled on one such company when Oliver's father had been looking to buy a company to expand QC's foothold. John learned that Lyla was also ex-military. That she had moved to Central City after she left and was immediately recruited by the FBI for her fighting and weapons skills. The move she had used on John had been taught to her by her father, who had worked for Argus. He was killed during a mission in Hong Kong.

As they drank their coffee, John could not help but become enamored with Lyla. The more he learned about her, the more he liked.

Lyla, gave a shy smile, "You know, I noticed you when you walked into the conference room, John." She looked down before meeting his gaze. "I am pretty sure that If you had not asked me out I would have tracked you down and asked you."

John laughed. "Well then, it's good that I am a smart guy." He grinned.

Felicity had just started to relax, her muscles releasing the tension she had been holding, when she heard a knocking at the front door. Frowning she quickly stepped out of the bath, toweled off, and pulled on her tank top and shorts before putting on her robe. Someone was not only knocking, but insistently knocking.

Irritated at being interrupted, Felicity hurried down the hall toward the front door. "Coming, I'm coming. jeez. "

Looking out the peephole, Felicity's jaw clenched. Shit! It was Oliver.

Felicity threw open the door sighing, "What do you want Oliver?"

Oliver had been going over in his mind what he wanted to say to her, how he wanted to explain his feelings and why he was so against her making a move against the Triad on their turf. And his anger had stewed the whole bike ride to her apartment. So when she opened the door he immediately stalked in, walking into her living room he turned to face her. "We are not done talking about this Felicity." His voice steel.