ByEmily Van Natter, writer at
Once you start down the dark path, forever will it dominate your destiny. Consume you it will.
Emily Van Natter

It had been a few weeks since the "Doctor Light incident" and Felicity was finally getting over her morning sickness. They hadn't told anyone else about the baby on the way, but they were planning to at a Christmas dinner party Olivers mom, Moira Queen, was arranging.

Felicity was super nervous about the dinner party. Not just because her and Olivers secret would be revealed, but because of Moira. She was slightly scared of her. Okay, a lot scared of her. Felicity was sure that Moira was out to get her. That being said, Felicity hoped that once they told her about the baby, that she would maybe accept Felicity "as a Queen."

Felicity was sitting on her bed brushing her hair and lost in thought when Oliver walked in. "Hey." He said, smiling at her. She jumped, startled out of her thoughts. "Oliver!" She laughed. "You scared me." He smiled as he sat down behind her on the bed and wrapped his arms around her belly. "I love you." He whispered in her ear. "I love you too." She said back as he kissed her gently on the lips.


"Are you ready yet?" Oliver asked as he stood outside Felicitys door waiting for her to come out. "Just a second!" She called. Oliver sighed as he looked down at his watch. At this rate, they were going to be late. Suddenly the door opened to reveal his beautiful wife. She was wearing an Arrow green floor length dress that flowed away from her ever growing baby bump. The sweetheart neckline was modest, but he wasn't complaining. She looked stunning. And he told her so.

"You look stunning." He spoke when he finally found his voice. She blushed as she thanked him. "Thank you." "No. Thank you." He grinned. "Thank you for marrying me and thank you for carrying our baby." He planted a kiss on her ruby red lips as she smiled that lovely smile that always made him feel weak in the knees.

"Shall we go?" He asked her, extending his arm. "Okay..." She said as she bit her lip nervously and took his arm. "Are you okay?" He asked her. "You seen nervous." She nodded. "That's because i am. Your mother scares me half to death Oliver! And when i'm scared i ramble and when i ramble i always get myself stuck in an awkward situation and i hate it but i cant seen to stop it." They had made it to the car at this point and Oliver was trying to hold back a smile as his wife continued to ramble.

"And i mean, what if i spill something on myself? Or say something inappropriate!? I ALWAYS seem to do that..." She rambled all the way to the mansion and only seemed to realize they were there when Diggle opened her door to let them out.

"Oh my gosh." She froze realizing they were at the mansion already. She whirled around in the car to face Oliver. "Oliver. Don't leave my side. Promise?" Oliver, still holding back a smile, nodded. "I promise." "And i mean it!" She said as they both slid out of the car. "You're not even to go to the bathroom without me!"


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