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"Looks like we have one more character witness to speak on Mr. Ramirez's behalf." The judge said, tone booming with authority as she peered through her glasses at the witness list. "Ms. Thea Queen please take the stand."
Upon hearing her name, Thea rose and did as she was told. Making her way to her new seat for the time being, she got a closer look at the judge. She was a tall, African American woman with thick, dark hair wrapped up neatly in a fancy bun on top of her head. She had strong features and an air about her that told Thea she was one lady you did not want to piss off. Realizing that, The gulped nervously as sat down.
Once she was sworn in, the judge turned to Thea and asked, "Miss Queen, what is your relationship with Rene Ramirez?"
"He's my..." She hesitated a brief moment as she looked at Zoe. She didn't know when or how Rene planned on telling his daughter about their relationship, but figured this wasn't it. So, Thea finished her response by saying, "best friend." That way, Zoe wouldn't become concerned and she didn't have to commit perjury.
"And how long have you two been... best friends?" She queried, seeming to understand what Thea wasn't saying.
"A few months now." Thea answered vaguely.
"Tell me, Miss queen, what kind of man is Rene Ramirez?" The judge asked outright.
Thea heard the judge ask this question each time someone took the stand. Now that it was her turn to answer, she felt anxious. One wrong word and she could ruin everything. Taking a deep breath, Thea looked over at Rene who was smiling at her. His smile made her smile and suddenly... she didn't feel so nervous anymore.
"Rene is... opinionated and headstrong, but he's also sweet and kind and caring. Most importantly, he's always there for me when I need him. He may not always do or say the right things, but he's always there and always trying... and I know that given the chance he would be there for Zoe too, trying his best to be the father she deserves. She is the most important person in his life. He needs her." Thea explained.
"I understand that you feel Zoe is what is best for Mr. Ramirez," The judge replied. "but this trial is about what's best for Zoe."
"Of course, your honor." Thea answered. "The thing is... I don't know Zoe, but I do know what it's like to grow up without a father. It feels lonely and painful and completely unfair. It's like a piece of you is missing... and I wouldn't wish that feeling on anyone. What I'm trying to say is, every girl should get to grow up with their father if they can and Zoe is no exception. That's why I believe, wholeheartedly, that Rene is what's best for her."
"Thank you, Miss Queen." The judge nodded respectfully. "You may step down."
Thea nodded back and moved back to her original seat next to Rene. He squeezed her hand tightly and mouthed the words. "Thank you."
Thea grinned in response, then judge called out to the courtroom. "We will take a short recess while I consider all the testimonies and make my final decision."
With a bang of the gavel, everyone filed out into the lobby. Zoe was nowhere in sight. Thea figured her advocate was keeping her away from Rene until final ruling. So, she and Rene were down the hallway a ways on their own. Thea sat on a bench watching Rene pace back and forth in front of her. He was ranting about what may or may not happen and was getting all worked up. Not able to watch any longer, Thea stood and blocked his way.
"Hey," She told him soothingly as she grabbed his shoulders. "relax, it's gonna be okay."
"I hope so." He sighed.
"I know so." Thea retorted, then moved her hands to cup his face and force him to look into her eyes. "Just remember, whatever happens today... I love you and I'm here for you."
"I know, I-- wait... did you just say you love me?" Rene inquired, voice shocked.
"That a problem?" Thea smirked as she quirked an eyebrow at her boyfriend.
Rene just grinned, shook his head, then replied, "Say it again."
Thea chuckled and said, "I love you, Rene Ramirez."
"I love you too, Thea Queen." He responded, then quickly pulled her in for a kiss.
The kiss seemed to go on forever. At least until Oliver interrupted.
"Guys," He called down the corridor loudly enough to jar the couple apart. Gaining their attention he said, "Court is back in session."
Rene and Thea moved their gaze from Oliver to each other. Thea gave him a reassuring smile and intertwined their hands. Rene sighed and nodded back, then they followed her brother back into the court room.
*******
Several months later...
"That dinner was amazing." Lyla praised as she wiped off John Junior's mashed potato covered hands and mouth.
"Yeah, you guys really outdid yourselves." Diggle agreed as he bounced his son on his knee and rubbed his stomach with this free hand.
"Just wait until dessert." Oliver teased as he began clearing the table.
"Yeah, Ollie's planned something extra special." Thea winked as she helped her brother clear the rest of the dishes.
Thea and Rene had insisted on holding a big family Thanksgiving dinner since this was not only Rene and Zoe's first Thanksgiving together for a while, but their first with Thea. They invited all of Team Arrow plus Quentin and even Felicity's mom, Donna. It was a bit crazy, but with Oliver in charge of the cooking, everything was running pretty smoothly. Most importantly, Zoe was loving it. It didn't take long for her to take to Rene's new friends and lifestyle. In fact, she was putting her art skills to good use designing her own vigilante outfit and identity, much to Rene's encouragement and Oliver's dismay.
Oliver and Thea took all the dirty dishes to the kitchen with some help from Rene and Zoe. Rene and Thea quickly took care of the dishes as they recalled some fond memories doing such. Meanwhile, Zoe helped Oliver cut the pies into slices, place them on plates, and deliver them to the guests. Soon the dishes were done and everyone was served dessert. Well, almost everyone.
"Hey, where's my pie?" Felicity whined, noticing everyone else (except for Oliver) was at the table enjoying pumpkin-y goodness, while she still had an empty place setting.
"It's coming." Thea said casually.
Felicity sighed and took in the table full of people, talking and laughing and having a genuinely good time. She smiled. Today was a good day. A day that made all the bad days worth it. After she took in the happiness around her, Felicity found herself eyeing the decorations. The food wasn't the only category they outdid themselves in. Between the silk table cloth, the stylish place-settings, glittered pinecones littered about, and fall scented candles, the place looked fabulously festive. Felicity's favorite part was the centerpieces. They were two large vases consisting of sunflowers, ranunculus, calla lilies, berries, pine cones, and fall leaves. They looked gorgeous.
She was still admiring the flowers when Curtis spoke up. "I don't know how you're still hungry." He told her. "I'm pretty you ate at least half of the turkey."
"And all of the stuffing." Quentin added from across the table. Donna, who was beside him, slapped him on the shoulder, causing them both too giggle. Felicity smiled at the sight, hoping that something was being rekindled tonight. They both deserved to be happy.
"Yeah, Lis. You 've been so focused on food, you've barely touched your wine." Thea commented.
"Ha. Ha." Felicity spoke dryly. "You're all hilarious." She added sarcastically before taking a sip of water.
"Hey." Oliver chimed in softly, leaning in over her left shoulder. "Just ignore them and enjoy your dessert." He finished, bringing a small soufflé around her right side and placing it in front of her.
Felicity licked her lips as she took in the heart on top made out of whipped cream and strawberries. She couldn't help but smile at the design. It was sweet in every way. All of a sudden, her smile fell and eyes went wide as she noticed a diamond ring laying in the center of the heart.
Everyone immediately fell silent as they watched the scene play out in front of them. Well, almost everyone. Curtis smirked, shook his head, and mumbled, "Straight people... they always gotta put the ring in a dessert."
Felicity locked eyes with Oliver as he looked at her with a dopey smile and began to speak.
"Felicity, I can't wait any longer. Will you--
"Yes!" She squealed as she shot up from her chair and dove into his arms.
Both overcome with emotion, they hugged each other tightly and shared a long, passionate kiss. Everyone clapped and clinked glasses in celebration, while the happy couple separated long enough so that Oliver could actually put the ring back on her finger... this time for good.
"EEK! My baby's getting married!" Donna shrieked as she came in-between them and hugged them both, jumping up and down excitedly as she did so. Felicity was so ecstatic that she wasn't the least bit bothered by her mom's overreaction like she normally would have been. Instead, Felicity just smiled and let her continue to enjoy the high of the moment. "The timing is just perfect! If we start planning right away, a year from now we can have the most perfect, most magical holiday wedding!"
"A holiday wedding sounds great, mom." Felicity agreed.
Oliver and Donna then went on a tangent about a dates, trying to decide whether the wedding should be during Hanukkah or on Christmas Eve or somewhere in between. Felicity only half-listened as she stared happily at her sparkling engagement ring. Between her fingers, the flowy skirt of her lacy, white dress caught her eye and an idea popped into Felicity's head.
"What about a Thanksgiving wedding?" She tossed out, letting her gaze bounce between Oliver and her mother.
"Thanksgiving? That's not exactly a romantic holiday..." Donna began to argue but seeing how hopeful and happy her daughter looked, she relented. "although, it would be the anniversary of your engagement, and, come to think of it, I just saw the cutest fall wreath on Pinterest. It was pumpkin orange, olive green, and a chestnut brown with a dash of sparkle. It would make the perfect wedding pallet! I could use that color scheme to create an amazing fall harvest themed wedding with twinkly lights, autumn leaves, the whole shebang!"
Oliver looked to Felicity and waited for her to respond. After all, he didn't care so much about the details. As long as he got to make Felicity his wife, he was a happy man.
"Actually," Felicity began. "I was thinking more like this Thanksgiving."
"You mean today?" Donna asked incredulously, not expecting that turn of events.
"Yep." Felicity smiled, popping the "p" for emphasis.
"Are you sure about this?" Oliver inquired curiously as his stomach turned in excitement. Just the thought of marrying his girl right here, right now sent his heart racing into overdrive.
Felicity turned back toward Oliver and wrapped her arms around his waist as she replied, "You just said yourself you didn't want to wait any longer. Well, neither do I. I want to marry you, Oliver... as soon as possible. And since I happen to know that our marriage license is still good and everyone we care about most is already here... today seems pretty perfect to me."
Oliver's indifferent expression cracked as a wide grin slowly spread across his face. "Me too." He beamed. "Let's do it."
A rush of euphoria flowed through Felicity at her fiancé's words, causing her to lean forward and kiss him eagerly. She couldn't be any happier in this moment if she tried.
"All right, people," Thea called out from the opposite end of the table, interrupting the romantic moment. "If we are gonna do this, we are gonna do this right. We need to find a minister and a proper wedding location ASAP."
"What's wrong with Rene's place?" Felicity questioned.
"It may be clean and beautifully decorated, thanks to Zoe and me, but it's entirely too small for a wedding ceremony." Thea explained.
"I agree." Donna nodded. "Besides, If you are gonna practically elope and deprive me of planning this wedding, you can at least do it somewhere a bit classier... no offense." She added the last bit for Rene's sake. He just shrugged casually, not caring in the least.
"Where else are they supposed to go on such short notice, Don?" Quentin queried.
"What about city hall?" Curtis suggested.
"It's closed for the holiday." Dinah retorted.
"Besides, if space is what you need, an office in city hall isn't going to cut it." Diggle added.
"Dad," Zoe said, nudging Rene with her elbow. "what about the roof?"
"That was supposed to be a surprise, Z." He teased with a playful jab of his own.
"What are you two talking about?" Thea wondered suspiciously, suddenly very curious about how they've been spending their father-daugter time.
Rene sighed then answered, "Zoe and I have been working on a little project the last few weeks."
"We redecorated the roof of our building. It looks amazing." Zoe bragged. "Dad really knows his stuff.
"All I did was buy a few plants and hang up a few knickknacks." Rene argued. "Z, here, is the one with an eye for design." He added as he wrapped an arm around her shoulders.
"Here, check out the pics I took." Zoe spoke excitedly as she held out her cell phone. Thea took it and scrolled through the pictures then passed the phone over to Felicity and Oliver. There were only a few photos but they were all pretty incredible, showing off creative plant designs, a water fountain, and a couple other outdoor ornaments.
"Wow." Oliver praised.
"It looks fantastic, guys." Felicity added reassuringly.
"You really think so?" Zoe half-smiled.
Felicity looked to Oliver who nodded then moved her gaze back to Zoe, "We do. In fact, I think we just found our wedding destination."
"Sweet." Zoe cheered then fist-bumped her dad.
"Okay, so we have a location." Thea noted. "What about the minister?"
"Just did a search online and found a reputable website." Curtis told them. "Any one of us can be ordained in just a few clicks."
"Perfect." Thea replied. "So who's it gonna be?"
"I could do it." Donna offered.
"I'd love that, mom." Felicity said as she moved forward to grab to her mother's hands. "But I was actually hoping you could do something else for me."
"Of course, sweetheart." Donna replied. "Whatever you want."
"Well, I would really love it if you would walk me down the aisle." She smiled. "I know it's typically a father's job, but you've been mother and father to me for practically my whole life, so it feels only right that you be the one to give me away."
"Oh, Lissy," Donna uttered in surprise as her eyes pooled with happy tears. "I'd be honored." She answered finally before pulling her into a tight hug.
"Well, that takes care of that detail." Dinah commented.
"Yeah, but we still need a priest." Thea noted.
"I'll do it." Lance spoke up loudly as he stood from the table, causing everyone to stare in his direction.
"Are you sure?" Oliver questioned. They've become close friends over the last few years, but that didn't necessarily erase their past, their awkward messy past.
"Yeah, why not? I could use an extra source of income these days." Lance retorted as he made his way over to the happy couple.
"Quentin." Donna scolded, crossing her arms in disapproval.
"I'm kidding." Lance replied, resting a hand on Donna's back affectionately, then, on a more serious note, looked to Felicity and Oliver and said, "Look, I just want to see you kids happy. You both mean a lot to me."
"You mean a lot to us too." Felicity assured.
"I know," Lance nodded in understanding. "but I also know that if I'm not the one marrying you, I'll either be the only adult not in the wedding or wind up a groomsmen, both of which would just be plain awkward."
Oliver had to admit, Lance had him there. So he nodded back curtly and said, "Fair enough."
As the men shook hands to seal the deal, Felicity asked, "Well, now that that is settled, what's the next step, my wedding planner-maid of honor-soon to be sister?" Doing everything so spontaneously was a little overwhelming, so she was glad Thea was here to take charge.
"All right, everyone listen up. Here's how this is going to go." Thea called out to the room full of people. "The men and baby John will head up to the roof and make sure everything up there is good to go and do whatever else men do before a wedding. Ladies and Zoe, we will stay down here for a bit to help the bride freshen up and look a bit more bridal. We will all meet up on the roof in exactly thirty minutes. Understood?"
Everyone either nodded, mock saluted, or verbalized their understanding somehow to placate Thea. When she felt satisfied that they were all on the same page, she sent the two groups their separate ways and effectively kicked the men out of the apartment. Once they were gone, she rubbed her hands together excitedly.
"Okay, ladies." Thea smiled. "Let's do this."
*******
About fifteen minutes later, Felicity was sitting in the living room with her long hair now pulled up into an elegant up-do and a fresh coat of make-up on her face. Looking into the hand mirror that Thea had brought out, she had to admit that she looked pretty good. However, Felicity also felt that all this fuss over her was unnecessary and told her bridesmaids so.
"I don't want to hear it." Lyla said sternly, using her best mom voice.
"Me either. You're the bride, and you deserve to be pampered." Donna agreed.
"And as your bridesmaids, it's our job to pamper you. So sit back and enjoy it." Dinah tossed in her two cents.
"Well, my hair and makeup is finished. What else is there to do?" Felicity questioned.
"Glad you asked." Thea replied. "Put this on." She instructed, handing her friend the bracelet she had been wearing. It was a thin silver chain with a single arrow charm hanging from it. "I got this shortly after I joined team arrow to remind me that life may pull you back at times, but it eventually launches you into something better. Anyway, I thought you could use it as your something borrowed."
"Thea..." She trailed off, sliding it onto her wrist. "It's perfect. Thank you." Felicity grabbed Thea's hand with her bracelet clad one and gave it a tender squeeze to show just how much she appreciated the gesture.
"My turn!" Donna chirped excitedly as she took off her old-fashioned, diamond studded earrings. "I know these may not look like much, but they were your grandmother's."
"Oh, mom." Felicity muttered sweetly as her eyes began to water. "They're beautiful."
Lyla followed suit, taking off her silver ring and giving it to Felicity, saying, "I just bought this yesterday. There is no special meaning behind it or anything. I just thought it looked cool."
Felicity smiled as she slipped the ring on her right hand. It looked like a feather was delicately wrapped around her middle finger. Lyla was right, it was cool looking. She'd definitely have to buy one for herself.
"All right." Thea spoke up. "We got old, new, and borrowed. Now, we just need something blue. Zoe might have something around here..." She trailed off as she scanned the room and realized Zoe was nowhere in sight.
Meanwhile, Dinah, who was digging through her purse, pulled out a small bottle and said, "I've got blue nail polish."
"That'll work." Felicity nodded.
And with that, they all got to work.
Dinah painted her nails, while Donna touched up her makeup and Lyla and Felicity put the finishing touches on her hair. A short while later, they were all chatting as Dinah completed the last coat of polish. Just as she was putting the bottle away, Zoe came in with a big box in her hands.
"Hey, Zoe, whatcha got there?" Felicity asked her.
"Yeah, what exactly have you been up to, kiddo?" Thea queried.
"Well, when I was showing you guys the pictures of the roof and all the plants, it got me thinking about flowers. Every wedding needs flowers, so... tada!" Zoe cheered, pulling a large bouquet out the box and handing it to Felicity.
The centerpiece she had admired at the table earlier was now in her hands, or at least part of it was. It made the perfect bouquet. Felicity smiled as she took a whiff of the fresh flowery scent.
"You did an incredible job, Zoe." She praised. "Thank you."
Zoe beamed in response and began passing out smaller bouquets to the rest of the women. As she got rid of the box, Felicity noticed they were short one.
"Where's your bouquet?" Felicity questioned.
"Right here." Zoe said, lifting up her digital camera. "I thought I could be the photographer and take pictures of the ceremony. If that's okay with you."
"It's more than okay." Felicity answered happily, then stood to give Zoe an appreciative hug.
As they were hugging, the alarm on Thea's phone went off.
Hitting the dismiss button, Thea called out to the room. "It's go time people!"
At her command, they all stood and smoothed out their hair and dresses. Then, they began making their way up to the roof. Zoe went first, followed by the bridesmaids and Felicity. On their way through the hall to the front door, Felicity caught her reflection in the large mirror hanging between two paintings. She was speechless. Seeing herself all done up, holding a bouquet, and wearing a white dress, made butterflies fly madly in her stomach. She was a bride. She was getting married. To Oliver. Today.
"Honey? You ready?" Donna wondered aloud as she waited impatiently for her daughter.
Turning to her mother, Felicity grinned and said honestly, "I've never been more ready for anything in my entire life."
Sharing a warm smile, they linked arms and continued to the roof, where Donna would finally see her little princess become a Queen.
*******
Oliver was standing on the roof nervously, rubbing his thumbs against his forefingers. He and the guys had moved some things around and everything was all set for a wedding. His wedding. He still couldn't believe it.
Diggle, who had been tossing John Jr. in the air and making him giggle, turned to Oliver with his son in his arms and said, "Relax, man."
"Is it that obvious?" Oliver questioned.
"You doing the finger thing again." Dig pointed out. "You're also looking green... and not in the usual way."
Oliver rolled his eyes at the lame joke then said, "I want to marry Felicity. That was the whole point of proposing. I just... I didn't think it would happen this fast."
"None of us did." Diggle agreed. "But it doesn't matter. Whether the wedding is today or a year from today, nerves are bound to happen. Trust me, I've been there."
"He's right." Lance interjected. "It's only natural to be nervous. You just have to remind yourself that it's a good kind of nervous."
"And then you embrace it." Diggle finished. "Embrace the happiness, Oliver."
"Lord knows we don't get enough of it around here." Lance commented only half-joking.
Just then Rene came over into the group.
"I got the music all set." Rene informed them. "I knew those surround sound speakers would come in handy." He added more quietly to no one in particular.
"You really went all out up here." Oliver noted, scanning the rooftop once more with an appreciative eye.
"Eh, it's nothing." Rene brushed off. "Now, look. I got Bluetooth all hooked up on my phone. So, as soon as Thea gives me the go ahead text, I can just press play, and we'll be good to go."
"Almost." Curtis chimed in as he made his way from the rooftop entrance to his friends. Stopping next to Oliver, he said, "Everyone needs one of these first."
"What are they?" Lance asked with a furrowed brow as he stared at the platter of leaves and pinecone bits that Curtis was holding.
"Boutonnières." Curtis answered.
"So, that's where you ran off to." Diggle said. "You said you needed to use the can about twenty minutes ago. I was starting to get a little concerned." He quipped.
"I did use the bathroom," Curtis clarified. "but on my way out, I ran into Zoe who was making bouquets for the ladies out of the vases of flowers on the dinner table, and I got inspired."
"They look great, Curtis." Oliver assured, meaning every word.
"If by great you mean they look like the woods choked on glitter and threw up..." Rene teased.
"Hey, I worked hard on these... with limited materials might I add." Curtis defended.
"Chill man, I messing with you." Rene relented. "They actually look pretty cool."
"Very festive." Diggle agreed.
Then Lance added with a nod, "Good work, kid."
"Thanks." Curtis replied as he began passing out the boutonnières one by one. "I am definitely thankful for glue guns this year."
Turning to set the tray on a nearby ledge, he picked up the one that was left began pinning it on his sweater vest. It was quiet for a moment as they all put on their flowers. Once Rene had his own on, a thought occurred to him.
"Wait a minute..." Rene spoke up. "Zoe doesn't have a glue gun."
"I know, I used my own." Curtis answered simply.
All of the men suddenly looked at him, each with their own quizzical expression. Curtis just rolled his eyes and said dryly, "So, I carry a glue gun in my satchel in case of emergencies. Sue me."
At that, the guys couldn't help but smile as they shared amused looks and tried to stifle their laugher.
"Yeah, yeah, go ahead and laugh." Curtis continued. "Just remember, thought it may not be the typical side piece one carries around the city, I was still able to use it to save the day."
"We aren't laughing at you." Oliver tried to comfort him. "I promise."
"Yeah, we're laughing with you." Diggle replied with cheeky grin. "Right JJ?" He cooed to the toddler in his arms.
"Actually-- Rene began, all ready with a sarcastic comment but was cut off abruptly by the beeping of his cell phone before he could finish his thought.
"Saved by the beep." Quentin muttered knowingly as he nodded at Curtis who returned the gesture with a smirk.
Meanwhile, Rene tapped a few keys on his cell then hit send. Looking back to the guys, he said, "The ladies are on their way up. It's show time!"
On that note, their conversation was effectively ended and all the men took their places. Quentin moved to stand in between two elegant, three-tiered grapevine topiaries that were placed at the end of the improvised aisle, which was made of strategically swept fall leaves. Oliver stood off to his left followed by his best man, Dig, then Rene and Curtis. Once they were all set, Rene cued up the music. Just as the soft violin music flowed out of the speakers, Zoe came into view and snapped a few pictures before fading into the background for the rest of her photographer duty. Seconds later, Thea rounded the corner and began walking down the aisle. When she got to the end, she took her place across from Diggle on Lance's right and watched the rest of the girls follow suit. Next came Lyla, Dinah, and then, arm in arm with her mother, Felicity finally appeared.
Oliver instantly smiled as he watched fiancée make her way toward him. He thought she looked beautiful before in what seemed like just another white dress, but seeing her now, all gussied up and flowers in hand, Felicity looked truly radiant and her A Line, three-quarter sleeved dress very bridal. Not that it really mattered what she was wearing. She could be wearing a garbage bag, and Oliver would still be beaming with pride and excitement. As long as they got married, and he could finally call Felicity his wife, that was all that really mattered in his book.
Moments later, Felicity was at the end of the aisle being given away by a teary-eyed Donna Smoak. After kissing her mother lovingly on the cheek, they went their separate ways. Donna stood in line with the bridesmaids as Felicity took Oliver's hand and faced Quentin, ready for the ceremony to officially begin.
Lance kept the ceremony short and sweet. He spoke a few kind words about love and commitment and then went straight to the vows. Taking his fiancée's bouquet and handing it to Thea, Oliver then intertwined both his hands with Felicity's and took the liberty of going first.
"I didn't know it at the time," Oliver started thoughtfully. "but walking into the IT department with a broken laptop that day five years ago was the best thing that ever happened to me... because I met you. You changed my life, Felicity. You reminded me that there was still good in the world, that there was still good in me, and you have done so every day since. You have always believed in me, and you have always been there for me as my partner, friend, girlfriend, and, most importantly, my light. You are my light in the darkness that guides me through the trying times and makes every day brighter. I can't do what I do every day without you. I can't be me without you. And so, from this day forward, I planning on spending the rest of my life making you see, feel, and completely understand just how amazing and important you are. I love you, Felicity."
A happy tear was streaming down her cheek, but Felicity didn't dare let go of his hand to wipe it away. Instead, she let it fall and squeezed him tighter. Taking a deep breath, Felicity calmed herself and began her own vows.
"A few minutes ago, my mom asked me if I was ready to walk down the aisle." Felicity began, letting her heart do the talking. "I told her that I have never been more ready for anything in my entire life... because I knew you were waiting for me at the other end. You are the most incredible man I have ever met. You have always had a way of making me feel safe, appreciated, and special. You have always made me feel like I can do anything. And it's for those reasons and so much more that I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you. I love you, Oliver."
Oliver was smiling even wider now as he fought back tears of his own. However, before he could do or say anything, Quentin took control once more and moved things along. Since there was no time to get wedding rings, he just moved right to the I dos.
"Oliver, do you take Felicity Megan Smoak to be your lawful wedded wife in sickness and in heath, for richer or for poorer, for better or for worse as long as you both shall live?" Lance asked, looking at the groom.
"I do." Oliver stated forcefully, eyes never leaving his bride.
Nodding appreciatively, Lance turned to Felicity and questioned, "Felicity, do you take Oliver Jonas Queen to be your lawful wedded husband in sickness and in heath, for richer or for poorer, for better or for worse as long as you both shall live?"
"I do." Felicity answered just as certainly as her groom.
"Well, then." Quentin beamed. "By the power vested in me by the internet site on Curtis's phone, I now pronounce you--" He paused suddenly as he watched Oliver pulled Felicity flush against him and kiss her deeply. Beaten to the punch by the happy couple, he simply smirked and finished, "...husband and wife. You may keep kissing the bride."
Their friends and family all clapped in celebration as they had a good chuckle at the couple's hastiness.
Oliver ignored their teasing laughter. He just did as Lance said and kept on kissing his bride.
*******
A short while later everyone was enjoying some champagne and music on the roof as they watched Oliver and Felicity share their first dance as husband and wife to the song "I Believe in You" by Michael Buble, which was perfectly picked by Thea of course.
As the song came to an end and the couple's dancing slowed, Diggle passed JJ over to Lyla. Signaling for Rene to cut the music, Dig tapped on his champagne flute with his pocket knife to gather everyone's attention. When everybody moved closer, he put his knife away and finally spoke up.
"I'd like to make a toast." He told them. "To Oliver and Felicity, my closest friends, I just want to say... thank, god! It's about time you two tied the knot."
"Amen!" Lance chimed in as everyone had a good laugh.
"In all seriousness though," Diggle continued. "I am really happy for both of you, and I wish you a long and happy life together. Cheers."
"Cheers!" The gang echoed, raising their glasses and taking a swig of the sweet, bubbly liquid.
"Okay, Okay. My turn." Thea called out to the small crowd, and they all quieted down once more. "Ollie, Lis... I know that both of you have been through a lot over the last few years. In fact, you two have endured more hardship in your entire lifetime than most. But I think it was worth it because all the crazy ups and downs and twists and turns you both faced led you to this moment, right here, right now. Fate brought the two of you together. It brought us all together, and I can't wait to see where it takes us next. To fate." She finished raising her glass.
"To fate." They all repeated, mimicking her hand gesture and drinking another sip of champagne.
Oliver took an extra moment to kiss his wife then cleared his throat and spoke up, "Felicity and I have something to say."
"We just want to thank all of you guys," Felicity took over. "For helping us throw this wedding together so quickly and for being the greatest friends and family we could ask for."
"I think I speak for everyone when I say we are just happy that you two are happy." Curtis assured.
"Yeah," Thea agreed. "I, for one, couldn't be more thrilled for either of you... even if I do have to live with a pair of lovey-dovey newlyweds for the foreseeable future."
"Actually, Dad and I may have a solution to that." Zoe informed them then looked between Thea and her father with a cheeky smile.
Rene hesitated briefly, but once Zoe gave him an encouraging wink, he smiled then turned in the opposite direction to face Thea. Placing a hand on Zoe's shoulder, he said, "Zoe and I have been talking lately, and we were wondering if you would want to... maybe... move in with us?"
Thea was speechless for a long moment, but eventually managed to speak up.
"That's so sweet," She began. "but I don't want you to feel like you have to offer because of what I said about Oliver and Felicity. I was kidding."
"I know, and I'm not." Rene retorted. "It's like I said before, Zoe and I have been talking about this for a while. In fact, the roof redecorating was supposed to be a surprise gift for you to entice you into staying with us permanently."
"You did all this... for me?" Thea asked in disbelief as she looked around roof once more. It was truly beautiful, especially now that the sun had set and different fixtures were beginning to light up along with the twinkle lights that lined the outsides of the rooftop.
"Yep," Zoe chimed in. "Dad mentioned you had a thing for rooftops, so I suggested we spruce up our own to show you just how important you are to both of us."
"So, what do you say?" Rene asked, feeling like he had swallowed a whole eclipse of moths.
Thea looked from his nervously sweet expression to Zoe's excited one and something hit her. It was a weird, yet familiar feeling in her chest. She would feel it at work from time to time, but couldn't quite place it until now. It was longing. She had been longing for a family, a family that was truly hers that she could count on to be there for her no matter what. Something she didn't have a whole lot of experience with... but now she could and she would.
"Yes." Thea beamed. "I love you guys, and I would really love to move in with you."
The three of them proceeded to have a small group hug as the rest of the crew toasted them this time.
Pulling back but not letting go of Rene, Thea tossed out, "Looks like the apartment is all yours now, love birds."
"It would seem so." Felicity smiled.
Oliver wasn't smiling. He wasn't frowning either. He was just... Oliver.
"Everything okay, husband?" Felicity asked, drawing out the latter.
The corners of his mouth quirked up a bit at her word choice. Man, he loved hearing her call him that. "I'm just not so sure I like the idea of my little sister living with a guy."
"Seriously, Oliver?" Felicity retorted.
"It's okay, Lis." Thea said. "He just likes being difficult. Fortunately, it doesn't matter what he thinks."
"Besides," Rene interjected. "He's knows I'm not just any guy. I'm his mini me, his twin, his brother from another mother... isn't that right, Oliver?"
Oliver's face flushed slightly as he furrowed his brow furrowed in confusion and asked, "Wait, how did you--" He paused a moment as it all became clear. "Felicity..." He trailed off, his tone full of warning.
"You know, I'd love to stay and chat, but I think it's time to throw the bouquet." She uttered quickly then dashed away. After another round of laughter, the women followed suit and headed to the open area turned dance floor right behind the bride. A couple of minutes later, Donna caught the bouquet and all the teasing turned to Quentin, much to his dismay and Oliver's relief.
Everyone began dancing shortly after as the music came back on and Maroon 5's "Sugar" blared out of the speakers. They were all having a blast, including Felicity who was giggling and clapping as she watched Curtis and Rene battle it out on the dance floor. She was so entranced by their little duel that she nearly jumped when Oliver came up behind her and whispered, "Don't think I've forgotten about earlier. I will get you back for that voice recording, Mrs. Queen."
"Okay, one... I have no idea what you are talking about," She lied horribly then continued. "two, I haven't decided whether I'm changing my name, and three... shut up and dance with me, my husband." She finished as she spun around in his arms to face him.
Oliver smiled, he wasn't the least bit mad at her. He was in such a great mood, it would be impossible to actually be angry with Felicity, especially over something so trivial. Instead, he pulled her closer and said happily, "Anything for my wife."
Soon enough they were dancing the night away with everyone else. About an hour later, it was getting chilly and people were getting hungry again, so they all agreed to move the party back down stairs. Oliver held the door open as his friends and family exited the rooftop one by one. Felicity was the last one to exit, but before she could, Oliver pulled her back and shut the door.
"What are you doing?" Felicity questioned with a quizzical yet amused expression.
Dragging her a step toward him, Oliver explained, "I just thought it would be nice to have a moment alone."
"Oh, well in that case, lead the way." Felicity responded approvingly.
Hand in hand, they kept on walking as Oliver led Felicity through the "dance floor" to the far edge of the roof. Stopping a couple feet away, Oliver pulled her in front of him, pressing her back into his front and wrapped his arms around her tenderly. She leaned into him contentedly, enjoying the warmth radiating from his body and the comfort of his embrace.
"It's amazing." Felicity said as she stared out at the stretch of city in front of her, watching the lights twinkle in congratulations. "This whole day has been amazing."
"Yes." Oliver agreed, kissing her affectionately on the neck right below her earlobe. As he did so, he smoothly undid her hair do with one hand, letting her hair fall back down to her shoulders and said, "It has."
"What's really amazing, though, is how one moment can change everything." Felicity went on, enjoying the feel of his hand running through her hair. "Like me moving to Star City... or you coming to me with a broken laptop." She added with a sweet smile as she thought back to his wedding vows.
"Some things are just meant to be." Oliver replied sweetly, wrapping both his arms around her once more. "It's like Thea said, fate brought us together."
"It definitely did." She answered. "I mean, ever since our lives collided, we've never been able to truly separate ourselves from each other. We have always been attached... as colleagues, teammates, roommates, boyfriend and girlfriend...
"...husband and wife." Oliver tossed in with a big smile.
"Yes, husband and wife," Felicity repeated joyfully as she intertwined their hands and pressed them against her chest, keeping him close to her heart. "and even..." She began to add but quickly cut herself off before her babbling went too far.
"And even what?" He asked curiously.
"Nothing." She said curtly.
"Fe-li-ci-ty," Oliver drew out her name, distinctly enunciating each syllable as he pulled her impossibly closer and kissed her neck again. "Tell me what's going on in that beautiful brain of yours." He ordered lovingly as he kissed the other side of her neck. "We agreed to be honest with each other, remember?"
Unable to argue with his logic and unfair kissing tactics, Felicity took a deep breath and studied the skyline intently as she responded seriously, "There is something I've been meaning to tell you, Oliver."
"What is it?" He questioned just as seriously, peeking at her over her shoulder to attempt to read her profile and the emotions it held.
Unfortunately for him, Felicity kept her face neutral. She didn't even speak. Instead, Felicity replied by fixing her grip on Oliver's hands, moving them downward, and placing his palms on the lower part of her stomach.
It was quiet for a long moment as Oliver processed what this meant. It couldn't be... could it? Not entirely sure what to think, or say for that matter, he just questioned softly, "Felicity?"
In a tone barely above a whisper, she revealed in no uncertain terms, "You're going to be a father, Oliver."
Oliver, whose thumbs had been stroking Felicity's stomach, froze. In his arms right now wasn't just his wife... but also his child. His child. The child he made with Felicity. His heart swelled as it nearly burst with joy. "We're having a baby?" He said finally as his eyes pooled with happy tears.
"Well, technically I'm the one that's actually having the baby... but yeah. We are." She answered with a small smile.
Not able to hold off any longer, he whirled her around in his arms and kissed her passionately. After a moment, he pulled back and stared at his wife in awe as he cradled her face gently in his hands.
"So, I take it you're happy about this?" She asked as she bit her lip.
"Happy is a bit of an understatement." He answered truthfully then queried, "How long have you known?"
"I'm about five and a half weeks along, but I've only known for a few days." Felicity told him as she played with the hairs on the nape of his neck.
"Why didn't you say something sooner?" Oliver wondered aloud.
"Well, I needed some time to process this myself, and I wanted to wait for the right moment." She explained.
"That's understandable." He smiled and nodded.
"You know, I had the idea of us going around the table to say what we're thankful for, and then when it was my turn I was say that I am thankful for you and our baby, but before I could, you were proposing, and then the wedding was happening..." Felicity trailed off.
"I get it. It's been a crazy day." Oliver understood, sliding his hands down to rest on her hips, letting his thumbs stroke her stomach and, in essence, their baby.
"I'm honestly a little surprised you didn't figure it out on your own." She smirked.
"We'll, now that I think about it, there were some signs." Oliver said. "Like the lack of drinking lately and the random 'food poisoning' from Big Belly Burger the other day, but I guess I've been so focused on planning the perfect re-proposal, I just didn't think to question it."
"Well, now that we have gone through both the engagement and the wedding all in one day, we have plenty of time to ask questions and figure everything out." Felicity told him.
"Exactly." He grinned.
"So, I know you said you were happy about this, but are you nervous at all? It's okay if you are because I've kind of been freaking out about it." She revealed.
"A little..." Oliver replied with the understatement of the year. "but I keep reminding myself that it's a good kind of nervous and to embrace the happiness."
"That's a pretty great way of thinking about it." Felicity replied, placing a small kiss on his jaw line.
Oliver nodded. He had some pretty smart friends. After another moment of relishing the feeling of a pregnant Felicity in his arms, he asked the obvious, "So, should we tell the rest of them?"
Felicity thought for a few seconds before responding. "Not yet, let's just keep this to ourselves for a little while." She answered, sliding her hands to his chest to play with his shirt buttons as she looked at him affectionately.
"Deal." Oliver agreed, liking the idea of them having their own little secret. "We should probably head back down anyway though."
"We will." Felicity told him. "Right after we embrace a little more happiness." She smirked before sliding her hands back around his neck and pulling him in for a deep kiss. He eagerly obliged as his hands slid to her back, caressing her porcelain skin through the lacy material.
As Oliver kissed Felicity under the moonlight, he thought about how in the course of one day he became both a husband and a father. Excitement swirled in his stomach along with several other emotions. Thinking back to Quentin's words of wisdom, he realized something important. What he was feeling right now wasn't just a good kind of nervous. It was the best kind... and he definitely planned on embracing all the happiness that came with it.