Sometimes A Surprise Is Just What You Need

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Felicity slowly slid her legs down. Her body aching, but so completely relaxed that she sagged against the door. Giving her one last soft kiss, Oliver reached down and picked up his jeans, pulling them on.

"Felicity, we still need to talk.", he said. His voice more in control.

Moving away from the door, Felicity pulled her shorts back on. Slowing pulling on her top, she walked over to the couch, and sat facing him. Now that their sexual tension had been expunged, they did need to talk.

"Look Oliver, I understand that you don't want me going to the warehouse. What I don't understand is why? I am trained and I am good, and this is the only way I can see to stop the Triad." She was trying to be reasonable, and hoped he would do the same.

Sighing, Oliver took a seat next to her on the couch. Running a hand through his hair, he spoke, his voice soft, nostalgic.

"Felicity I care about you. And the thought of losing someone else to the Triad........I can't....I can't lose you too.", he said, his eyes insistent

Felicity leaned toward him, her hand reaching for his as he gripped it tightly. "What are you talking about Oliver? Who did you lose to the Triad?"

Oliver closed his eyes, a flash of pain moving over his features, before he looked straight at her, all his emotions bare for her to see. "The Triad killed my parents!"

Lyla and Diggle were having such a good time. But both knew the evening was going to have to end soon. Paying their bill, John helped Lyla up from the booth, his hand sliding down her arm to clasp her hand. Holding it tight they slowly made their way to their cars. Tugging her around to face him, John let his gaze wander over her features. "I really enjoyed tonight Lyla."

"Me too John.", she spoke softly, her eyes lingering on his lips.

John leaned forward and softly slid his lips across hers, She let out a soft sigh as he deepened the kiss briefly, before pulling away with a smile

"Can we do this again soon Ms. Michaels?"

Lyla, leaned close, "Thank God you are a smart man John Diggle. Because if you had not asked that question, I was going to have to take you in a headlock and not let you lose until you agreed to another date."

John laughed out loud. Then placing a soft kiss to her lips again, walked her to her car. Waving goodbye, he watched as she drove off, feeling better than he had in a long, long time.

"Oliver!", she breathed his name. "I am so sorry. I knew your parents had been killed two years ago, but I thought it was due to a car accident." She squeezed his hand tight, knowing the memory was hurting him.

"It was a car accident. But what the report did not say was that they were pursued and driven off the road. When my father had found out that the company he was trying to buy was bogus, and was a front for money laundering for the Triad, he immediately went to the police. The SCPD started putting pressure on the Triad, and eventually the Triad realized it had been my father who had ratted them out."

He gripped her hands with his.

"On the night of the banquet that my parents attended, someone followed them when they left. There were dents all over the car from where the person chasing them had hit their car. Eventually it knocked them off the road, and my Dad lost control. The car hit a tree killing them both instantly."

"Oh Oliver!" Felicity slid across the couch, wrapping her arms around him she hugged him tight.

Pulling back Oliver cupped her face. "Look I get that I can be a bit overbearing..."

"You think?", she laughed.

"But I always have good intentions. Please remember that." Felicity nodded.

Standing Oliver pulled on his shirt and tucked it into this pants, then picking up his jacket, he placed it over his arm.

Felicity stood and walked over to him. He took her in his arms, and kissed her gently.

"Why don't we both get a good night's sleep and we can discuss this more tomorrow at the office. Ok?", he said.

"Ok. But I am not giving up easily Queen.", she smiled.

Giving her lips one last peck, Oliver grabbed his helmet and keys and walked out.

Felicity was still sitting on the couch in a daze, when Lyla returned home. Poking her head around the door she joked, "Is it safe to come in?"

Laughing, Felicity waved her in, "Yes he is gone.", she smiled.

"Soooooo, tell me about your date Miss Michaels," Felicity teased, turning as Lyla took a seat on the couch. Felicity really did not want to talk about her and Oliver just yet. She still needed to process everything that had happened between them and everything he had told her.

Lyla's eyes lit up. "Lis, it was everything I could have asked and more. He is sweet, kind, considerate, strong. He is just amazing.", she gushed. "And he asked me out for a second date.", she grinned.

"Oh Lyla, I am so very happy for you both. But the question of the hour is, did he kiss you goodnight?", Felicity teaseed.

Lyla thought back to their kiss, her eyes soft. She didn't have to say a word. Standing, Felicity kissed the top of Lyla's head gently, before heading to her bedroom.