Why?

Chapter 32

POV-Felicity

I walk down the steps slowly, observing the arrow cave as I like to call it, against Oliver's wishes. Not much has changed except for the blue chair that sits at what was my desk. My old black one sits to the side against a wall, with a large pile of books.

I hold Brynn on my hip and have a diaper bag and my purse hanging over my shoulder. Macy walks over to help me, taking Brynn from my arms.

"There are somethings that I really did miss" I say referring to Oliver working out on the Solomon ladder without a shirt on. I cover my mouth as soon as I say it and Macy's face lights up into a smile.

"Can't blame you" she says looking back at Oliver. Who is now putting on a shirt and getting a drink.

"I didn't mean it like that, I mean just being around the computers and making a difference." I babble trying to cover up what I said.

"Whatever you say Felicity" Macy says winking at me. Then going to replace the blue chair at the desk with my black one. While holding her niece by her side.

I walk to where Diggle stands. "You okay with this?" He whispers so the others can't hear.

"Yeah. Sure. I mean why wouldn't I be? I'm just helping Macy out this some computer stuff and then I'll be out if you're guys way."

"That simple, huh?" Dig asks

"Yeah, I mean it's probably not that bad of a virus. I highly doubt the person designed it a genius hacker, above my level" I say

"I don't doubt you ability on the computer part. It's the talking to Oliver thing."

"There is nothing to talk to him about. We went our different  ways, what is done is done. I'm just helping out." I say trying to convince myself of my own words, more than Diggle.

"Few-icily" The almost 2 year old says.

"Yes, sweetie?" I ask Brynn walking away from Diggle to where Brynn sits, in Macy's blue chair. While Macy fiddles with some cords to the computers.

"I humgry" Brynn tries to say and I kneel so I'm at eye level with the toddler.

"Well I asked someone to get little people food for you, give me a second and I'll get it ready" I say, pushing some of the toddlers hair away from her face.

"There is some food upstairs in the fridge. There is a pb&j sandwich, apples, juice and gold fish for Brynn and a salad, without nuts of course, soda and some other food for you. I can send Macy up to get them." A voice says behind me. I stand up and turn around to see Oliver.

"Thanks Oliver, that would be great" I say plainly trying to converse little with him and turn my back to him to pick up Brynn.

"Did you hear that? They got you dinner, even fishy crackers!" I talk to the child enthusiastically.

"Yay fishies!" Brynn says clapping her hand. While I turn back towards Oliver.

"Macy, why don't you take Brynn up and feed her upstairs. I don't think I really want her down here" Oliver says.

"Really? She's not going to tell anyone, Oliver," I object Oliver's proposal in disbelief.

"I know, it's just...it makes me uncomfortable and their are weapons and I don't want her getting hurt," Oliver responds.

"Do you would rather have her in a night club, eating her dinner at the bar?" I question.