Code of Silence

Untitled Part 12

Felicity bit her lip with nervousness as the elevator door opened and Moira Queen walked into the room. Felicity had seen pictures of the Queen family matriarch in the papers but she was even more intimidating in person, and her eyes were squarely on Felicity.

Oliver walked over and kissed her on the cheek as she smiled. "I am sorry Oliver, I didn't realize you had company." Felicity had a feeling that Moira had expected her to be there, but she didn't say anything.

"Yes Mother." He walked back to Felicity and put his arm possessively around her waist. "Mom, this is Felicity Smoak, my girlfriend. Felicity this is my mother, Moira Queen." Moira looked at the beautiful debutante and how possessively her son was holding her and she knew then and there this was more than just dating. She had never seen her son act this way with another woman, ever. She smiled warmly and held out her hand to Felicity. "What a pleasure to meet such a beautiful young lady. Oliver has never allowed us to meet someone he is dating so this is a first."

Felicity thought for a brief moment that she should be irritated by her words, but Moira was smiling so openly and warmly to her that she couldn't feel that way. "It is a pleasure to meet you Mrs. Queen."

Oliver invited them into the living room, and they all sat down, Oliver sat close to Felicity, his hand on her knee. "So what brings you by mother? I thought we were going to meet for dinner?"

Moira looked slightly uncomfortable before she spoke, "I wanted to come by because I had a surprise visitor today." She looked at Felicity. "Her name was Donna Smoak."

Felicity's eyes widened in shock. "Why did my mother come see you?"

"She told me about Oliver confronting your father this morning and if that shiner you have is anything to go by, I am very glad she did." Moira gave her a soft smile. "She also wanted to warn me, and in part you, that Noah might be out for revenge."

Oliver's eyes hardened at the mention of his name. He wished he could have killed the bastard. But that would have to come later. "I am not concerned with Noah Cutler. I can handle him", Oliver said.

"Well I just want you to be careful. Donna mentioned that she thinks he is in bed with the Civello family." She sighed. "I know you met with Joe last week, but we need to make sure our truce stays in place. If Noah is working with them then we need to know." Moira said. She looked at Felicity again. "Are you staying here with my son?"

Felicity nodded. "Yes." She wasn't ashamed of it and she wasn't going to lie. Oliver wanted her here and this is where she needed to be.

Moira stood and smiled. "Good. It will be easier for him to protect you here." Felicity and Oliver stood and Moira approached Felicity and gave her a kiss on her bruised cheek. "I am glad we met Felicity." She leaned back and looked at her and then at Oliver. "You two will be at the fund raiser tomorrow night, yes?"

Oliver nodded. His mother was throwing a gala to raise money for the kids in The Glades. "We wouldn't miss it Mother."

"Good." Oliver walked with her to the elevator and she made sure Felicity could not hear when she said, "Felicity's Mom seemed scared Oliver. I want to put a couple of our men on her. I am worried Noah might try something."

He looked at her and then nodded. He wouldn't say anything to Felicity for now. "I will take care of it." He kissed her cheek and the elevator doors opened. "See you both tomorrow."

Felicity let out a breath as the doors closed and she sank onto the couch. That went much better than she expected.

She watched as Oliver stalked back over to her. His eyes intense with a devilish light. "Now! Where were we?" he said and pushed her down on the couch.

Felicity laughed and then forgot everything but him.

THE NIGHT OF THE GALA

Oliver stood at the entrance to the ballroom as he waited for Felicity. Since he had business to take care of that morning, they had agreed to meet at the gala. HIs men were scattered throughout the ballroom and he glanced at his watch. She should be here by now. As he looked up from his watch his breath hitched and the air left his lungs. Felicity walked toward him in a green tight fitting floor length dress that shimmered when she walked. There was a slit up the right leg that ended in mid thigh and her shoulders were bare. She had her hair up displaying her beautiful neck and a smirk on her face. She looked breathtaking!

She approached him and kissed his cheek and as his hand went to her back, he growled. He glanced behind her and froze. The dress was completely backless. Fuck! How was he suppose to make it through the evening knowing not only that she was naked underneath her dress but that men, maybe even some of his men would be staring at her. He leaned down to her ear and whispered, his voice gravely, "So is this dress why you wanted to meet me here? Because you knew I wouldn't let you out of the house in it?"

She smiled sweetly, "Oh Mr. Queen. It is so cute that you think you have that much power over me." He mock glared down at her and was about to take her somewhere and show her just how much power he COULD wield over her body when Laurel walked up. She was looking beautiful in a black short sleeved dress that went to mid-thigh and she had her light brown hair falling in waves to her shoulders. As she approached Oliver and Felicity he watched in surprise as she completely ignored Felicity, stepping in front of her and giving him a kiss on the cheek and a hug. Felicity took a step back at the brazen move, and waited to see if she would acknowledge her. She didn't.

Oliver moved subtly over and put his arm around Felicity's waist. He could feel the tension in her body. "Laurel. It is good to see you tonight. Have you met my girlfriend Felicity Smoak?"

Laurel finally turned to her and Felicity could feel the disdain rolling off of her as she held out her hand stiffly. "Laurel Lance, Oliver's lawyer and long time friend."

"Felicity Smoak, computer genius and the one who warms his bed." Felicity's eyes were cold as she saw a flash of anger enter Laurel's eyes. For some reason Laurel was trying to stake her claim on Oliver. Felicity needed to make sure she understood exactly who Oliver belonged to tonight. Laurel gave a stiff smile and turned to Oliver.

"Save me a dance for later?" She ran her hand over his bow tie and then gave Felicity a smirk as she walked into the ballroom.

Felicity went to go after her and Oliver pulled her back by the arm and turned her toward him. He pulled her close and gave her a smile. "Where do you think you are going Miss Smoak?"

"To wipe that smirk off of Miss Lance's mouth." Oliver gave Felicity a shrewd look. Her jealousy was hot as fuck.

He leaned closer so their chests were touching and their lips inches apart. "If you think I am letting you leave my side in this dress, then you had better think again. If I so much as see one of these men looking at you wrong, I will tear this room apart."

Felicity let her finger slide down his cheek and across his bottom lip, "Then you had better keep me close Mr. Queen. Because if that bitch lays one more finger on you, I will tear HER apart."

Oliver grinned at her as they headed into the ballroom. This should be an interesting evening.