The love of his life (Lauriver)

He kissed me

Laurel woke up in her bed under warm blankets, she hugged the teddy bear she had on her arms, then she frowned, the teddy bear? She looked at it and it was the same one as the one when she was little, she looked around, the sunlight trespassed the window and hit her in the face, she turned around and winced as the movement sent her pain, she reached out for the glass of water and drank, she got comfortable hugging her teddy bear that she was pretty sure Oliver had put there. "Good morning" said Oliver entering the room, "did you put this here?" Asked Laurel pointing to the teddy bear, Oliver laughed and nodded. "I'm sure I look like a little kid right now" she commented and hugged it, "How did you sleep?" Asked Oliver sitting in the bed next to her. "Apart from the wound making it impossible to move and not have pain, I slept pretty good" she replied. "You know pain killers help with that" he said, "nice try" she exclaimed, "so, what do you want to do?" Asked Oliver, "do you want to eat? I can make you breakfast" he added, "Im not hungry thanks, and what do I want to do? I want to stay in bed all day" she responded burying her head on the pillows, "okay, tell me whenever you are hungry I'll prepare you your breakfast, and don't you think you should do a little more than staying in bed all day? Do something like I don't know something else?" he told her rubbing her back, "you know you sound like my dad" she said then she lifted her head and all her hair covered her face, she tucked her hair behind her ear "Oh My God! We need to tell my dad I'm okay!" She exclaimed, "oh yeah right!!" Said Oliver, Laurel sat up and groaned, "okay come here" said Oliver taking her arm and helping her up, when she stood up she stumbled but Oliver caught her making them end up face to face, they were really close they could feel their own breath. Oliver took a deep breath, Laurel's sent, she smelled like flowers, he smiled and stared at her, her beautiful green eyes were connected with his, "thanks" she said backing away, "of course" he replied. "So what's  the plan?" Asked Oliver,  "I will go to the prison and talk to him" responded Laurel, "won't it be traumatic going back to the place he stabbed you?" Questioned Oliver, "it would  be if I went inside the prison to the room where I am pretty sure has a big part of my blood on it" she replied, "okay, I'll take you there, do you need help changing?" He asked, "Ollie, I am fine thank you, it's not like if I had lost my arms and legs" she exclaimed. "Okay, I'll be outside" he said.

Oliver sat down on the couch, he took the TV controller and started watching TV, he heard something fall on Laurel's room, he turned to see and decided not to go see, maybe it was just something falling. He kept watching the TV when he heard something else fall, he frowned and managed to control himself from going but at last he heard something different, this time it was a scream. He ran towards the room and found Laurel laying in the bed with her hand on her head. "What happened?" Asked Oliver, "I was trying to put on my shoes, I kneeled down and it hurt like hell so I dropped the shoe, then I tried doing it again but the same happened. At last I bent to pick them up but it hurt even more, so I am now laying in my bed because I don't really feel like getting up" she responded, he laughed and went to pick up the shoes, he took one and put it on to Laurel, he did the same with the other. "There you go Cinderella" he said while he finished putting them on. "I can't believe it, I'm the perfect fit" she responded with a princess' tone, Oliver laughed. "Come on, let me take you to my horse" he said playfully and carried Laurel princess' style. "Okay this is just unnecessary" she commented, Oliver laughed.

"Quentin Lance, you have a visitor" said the guard, Quentin took a deep breath, he knew it had to be Oliver telling him what happened with Laurel. It could be bad news or it could be good news. He walked towards the room and was surprised. He saw Laurel standing there. He felt like he had been carrying weight in his shoulders all the time and now finally he removed them, he was looking at his daughter who the last time he saw her was in awful amounts of pain and there was blood coming out from her. He let out a relived sigh and had tears on his eyes. He ran towards Laurel and hugged her tightly, she winced as he hugged tighter and tighter. "Baby! Oh God, I'm so glad your okay!! I love you sweetheart!!" He exclaimed, "alright Dad, I love you too but not to tight please!!" She said, Quentin backed off a little and looked at her, he placed a hand on her side and she winced "I'm so sorry baby, this is all my fault"he said placing a hand on his daughter's cheek, Laurel shook her head and hugged him, "this isn't your fault daddy, and I'm fine, don't worry" she told him and Quentin still convinced that it was his fault, smiled. "Who is watching over you?" He asked, "Oliver and Thea are" she responded. "Tell them that I thank them a lot and they are free to run as many red lights as they want" he said and Laurel smiled. "I will" she replied, "I love you daddy" she added kissing him in the cheek, "times up!" Yelled the guard, "I love you baby, I know how much you hate following doctor's instructions but please follow them, I can't afford to lose you Laurel, you promise me you'll take care of yourself?" He asked, Laurel nodded and then they took Quentin away. Oliver entered "you take care of my daughter" said Quentin before he left the room, Oliver nodded. Quentin left the room and Oliver went to hug Laurel. Laurel hugged him back. "So what now?" He asked. "Right now I am really in the mood for ice cream" she said, Oliver nodded and took her hand.