I'm Fine (An Arrow Fanfiction)

Chapter One

"Ah," Oliver cried out as Diggle pulled his arms behind his back, digging an elbow into his shoulder.

"Hey, man, are you okay?" Diggle asked, dropping his arms back to his sides. It was unusual to take Oliver down so easily.

"Yeah," Oliver winced, rubbing his shoulder.

"Are you up for another round?"

"Of course," Oliver said with a smirk. But Diggle had noticed that he had seemed a little out of it since he came in that morning.

"You sure? You can take a break if you need it. You've been working pretty hard lately."

"I'm fine, Dig." Oliver replied with a hint of annoyance.

"Whatever you say," Diggle replied, getting ready to begin another round of sparring. But once again, he had Oliver backwards with his arms immobile in mere seconds.

"C'mon, Oliver, what's wrong?"

"Nothing! I'm fine."

"No, you're not. Since when have I been able to beat you so easily? What's up? You've seemed off all day."

"There's nothing."

"Oliver." Diggle's tone made it obvious that he wasn't going to stop until he got an answer.

Oliver sighed, relenting. "It's just a headache."

"Do you feel like going home?" Diggle asked. He wondered why Oliver hadn't just told him. The loud sounds and jerking movements of sparring would just make a headache worse.

"No, I'm good."

"How about an aspirin?"

"No. I said I'm okay." Oliver was getting annoyed. No wonder he had a headache; did Dig have to keep asking him about it? He was fine.

"Yes!" Oliver jumped, startled by Felicity's cry.

"C'mon, Felicity's probably got something," Oliver told Diggle, happy to turn the topic away from his health.

Felicity was seated at her desk in front of her multiple computers. "I think I got it!" She exclaimed, pulling headphones out of her ears.

"What is it?" Oliver asked, resting his right hand on her left shoulder.

Felicity felt an electric shock shiver through her body at the touch of Oliver's warm hand. She felt her cheeks heat up, but didn't shift her eyes away from the computer screen. "Well, I finally broke the firewall surrounding the security system."

"And what does that mean?" asked Diggle, staring at the computer screen.

"Well, it means I cracked the codes to get into the-"

"No," Diggle interrupted her, "what does it mean for us?"

"Oh, I thought you were just asking what what it meant, not like meant, meant. I mean not that-"

She was interrupted once again by a loud noise behind her. Oliver breath hitched and he sneezed twice into his left wrist, his fingers tightening almost painfully on Felicity's shoulder each time.

He sniffed a little and wiped his nose. "Sorry. Allergies. You can continue."

Felicity nodded and did so, beginning once again.

When Oliver began sniffling, Dig asked Felicity to hold off, then addressed Oliver. "Oliver, you seem run down. I think it'd do you good to get some rest."

"No, it's alright. I--" Oliver held up a finger, then turned his head away from Diggle and sneezed into his arm again, earning the I-told-you-so look.

"Gesundheit," said Felicity eyebrows knitted. "Oliver, I agree with Diggle, you should take a break for once. Especially if you aren't feeling well."

"Do I need to say it again? I am feeling fine!" he said accenting each syllable. "You may continue now, Felicity," he told her, stiffly. "I apologise for interrupting you."

Diggle flashed Oliver a disapproving look which he ignored and Felicity gave him one last worried glance, but turned back to reporting what she had found.