Mine

Chapter Three

Felicity slumped onto the couch between Sara and Caitlin.

"What's up Flick?" Sara asks, releasing Caitlin's hand.

Felicity shook her head, not wanting to talk about what was bothering her.

Frowning, Sara shifts on the couch. "Talk to us."

"I got a letter from my dad." Felicity said, not looking at either of her friends. "He wants me to visit him."

Reaching over, Sara squeezes her hand. "What do you want to do?"

Felicity shrugged. "He broke the law, he doesn't deserve visitors, does he?" She hasn't seen her father in years and didn't want to start seeing him now. "He's got cancer and is going to die."

"It's up to you on what you want to do. But some people do bad things and then become better people." Sara says softly, glancing toward Caitlin so she would catch that she was speaking about Nyssa.

Felicity shook her head. "Not all people. Not my dad."

"Okay. Then don't go see him." Sara responds with a shrug.

Felicity sighed.

"Flick, it's all up to you." Sara says, reaching behind her and grabbing Caitlin's hand.

Caitlin looked behind Felicity's head at Sara.

Felicity shook her head. "I'm not going."

"Okay." Sara responds, shifting and looking at Caitlin with lust filled eyes.

Felicity was oblivious to her friends looking at each other.

Sara bites down on her bottom lip as she stares at Caitlin, playing with her hand in a sexual way.

"Why don't we make something special for dinner?" Caitlin suggested.

"Like what?" Sara asks, her voice raspy.

Caitlin shrugged. "What about lasagna?"

The blonde nods her head. "Okay."

Caitlin smiled.

"Lasagna sounds nice." Felicity said.

Sara goes back to playing with Caitlin's hand, trying to get the redhead to realize what she wants.

Caitlin was more concerned about Felicity than what Sara wanted.

Shifting, Sara pulls on Caitlin's hand, placing it over the crotch of her jeans. "Flick, do you want to help us cook dinner tonight?"

Felicity nodded. Even though she was useless in the kitchen and often got herself hurt, usually by accidentally burning herself on something hot or accidentally cutting herself with a knife, she didn't want to be alone.

Sara shifts slightly and continues playing with Caitlin's hand. "Hayley told me that Oliver, Nyssa, Barry, and some others were going to be gone all week."

"Gone?" Felicity asked. "Where? Why?"

"No clue. They apparently do this twice a month." Sara responds.

"Probably committing some sort of crime." Caitlin muttered.

Sara tenses and squeezes Caitlin's hand. "Stop." she says before going back to playing with the redhead's fingers.

"They are very strange people." Felicity said absentmindedly.

Sara suddenly stands up, still holding Caitlin's hand. "Can I talk to you? In my room?" she asks the redhead.

Felicity looked up at Sara and then at Caitlin. She dropped her head. Had she just upset Sara with her comment without meaning to or knowing.

Caitlin looked at Sara. "Why?"