The Four Times That They Met (An Arrow Fanfiction)

The First Time They met

 So I am a big fan of Arrow and in particular Oliver and Felicity. They are one of the few tv should be couples that I completely root for. I mean come on the chemistry between them is almost unforgivable. That said I thought it would be fun to throw in an original character that just seems to keep crossing Oliver's path. Meant to be a one shot but the more I wrote the longer it became. I really don’t intend for this to be very long but will see where it leads. Please let me know what you think. I love reviews.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Arrow or any of its charecters. This is just for fun

Chapter One: The First Time They Met

            The first time they meant was in an airport in London. He noticed her not because she was particularly stunning, or even in the same social circle as he was but, because she fascinated him. Why he wasn't sure, but something about her caught his eye.

She wore a dark blue parka with a brown lining that seemed three sizes too big for her.      Her long wavy brown hair was pulled back into a messy ponytail held at the base of her neck and she wore a worried look on her face as she scanned the crowd before her gazed landed on the only available seat in the waiting area. Her frown deepened slightly as she noticed it was the spot directly next to him. He didn't think she recognized him, why would she, the whole idea about this trip was to get around unnoticed so he wore a baseball cap pulled low on his face and dark sunglasses. In truth he was running away from home, school, and his family just for a while. Sometimes expectations were too much and he was never one for responsibility. At times it was just too much.

            She squared her shoulders and walked to her seat sitting down and slightly leaning away from him so that they didn't touch. She slide down in her chair and rested her brown leather back pack on the floor by her feet. She took a deep breath and stared straight ahead for a few minutes and he caught her glancing at him from the corner of her eyes. He knew he should look away but something about her made it impossible and he couldn't help but grin. She quickly looked away and pulled a set of dog tags from under her shirt and fingered them in a soothing gesture as her figures ran over the lettering. He frowned slightly wondering what had happened to such an intriguing person. He was about to ask her when their fight was announced. She seemed to shake herself out of what ever thought she was on and she gathered her bag pulling her ticket from the side pocket and made her way to the ticket counter. He followed making sure he was right behind her.

            He lost her once they were on board as everyone shuffled to their seats. Lost her that is until he came to his seat, which she was sitting in. He couldn't help but smile as he looked down at her taking off his glasses and tucking them into his shirt pocket.

            "Excuse me miss, but I think you’re in my seat." She looked up at him with a slightly shocked look and a blush feathering her cheeks.

            "Oh, I'm sorry." She said as she looked at her ticket in confusion and went to stand up.

            "No, no. Stay put, I'll take the outside." He flashed her one of his billionaire playboy smiles but she only gave him an annoyed look.

            "Well I wouldn't want you to think I owed you anything." She added dryly. Before she could protest further he quickly sat down still smiling at her.

            "Why would you owe me anything?"

            "Usually when someone does something nice for another it comes with strings attached."

            "Well I hate to disappoint you princess, but you’re not going to owe me anything." She regarded him for a moment before she gave him a shy reluctant smile. "So she does smile."