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The next week Lyla was having lunch with Felicity in her house while John and baby Sara were out of town.
“Oh, Boy, I’m so huge, I can’t walk through my own house,” Felicity complained.
“Just take a seat,” Lyla laughed. “The chicken is in the oven so let's use the time to catch up.”
Before Felicity could take a seat, she put her hands on her back, just letting got the pain that she felt in her lower back.
“I haven’t seen Oliver around,” Lyla said.
Felicity sat and rubbed her belly and took a breath, “Well, that's because of me,” she said.
“I don’t understand,” Lyla told her.
“Oliver asked me to marry him and I said no,” Felicity keeps rubbing her big belly.
“Felicity, why?” Lyla asked.
Felicity looked up and said: “Maybe I don’t love him the way I thought I did.”
“You love each other everybody knows that,” Lyla noted.
“I don’t know Lyla, I’m afraid of marriage. I didn’t have good references growing up,” Felicity said.
“I was afraid to marry Johnny,” Lyla confessed, “but I knew that I wasn’t going to let go of the love of my life because of fear.”
Felicity was about to say something when she suddenly felt water coming out between her legs. “Lyla, my water broke.”
Lyla got up, took her phone and said, “I’m calling Oliver.”
As he promised Oliver was there for Felicity, she was standing with a kitchen towel between her legs, she looked at Oliver and gave him a small smile.
“Are you ok?” He asked.
“The baby is coming,” Felicity said.
“Ok, let’s go,” Oliver took Felicity’s armed and help her to get out of the house and get in the car, while Lyla put her hospital back in the trunk.
He drove her to the hospital, he stays with her while she hit him with each new set of labor pain. Hours were on, he rubbed her shoulders and wiped her face with a cool washcloth and whispered encouragement words between contractions.
While they were walking in the hospital room, a big contraction came, Felicity grabs Oliver’s hand as strong as she could. He pulled her against him, Felicity rested her forehead against Oliver’s big shoulder.
When the contraction was over, Felicity put her hands around Oliver's shoulders and started to cry. She couldn’t believe this man was still beside her after she told him that she didn’t want to marry him. He only wanted to do the right thing, why she couldn’t do the same?
Oliver tooks Felicity’s chin and bent her head back, so now she can look at him, “Hey, you are doing so well, soon you will have your baby in your arms.”
“I hate you,” Felicity said.
Oliver laughed and kissed her forehead.
Another contraction came, and Felicity put her head down. After it finished Felicity said: “That was a strong one.”
“Let’s get you back in bed and I’ll call a nurse,” Oliver told her.
An hour later, the doctor came in and said that it was time to push. After a lot of pushing Felicity could hear her baby cry and the doctor said, “It’s a girl!”
Felicity leaned back and took a breath, Oliver took her baby in his arms, and she could see some tears coming out, then he looked at her, smiled and then gave her her baby.
Felicity woke up in the hospital bed, and she could see Oliver next to her humming to the little girl that was in the neonatal crib, Felicity whispered, “Hi.”
“Hi,” Oliver whispered back. “She is sleeping, do you want to hold her?” Oliver took a seat on the edge of the bed.
“Maybe later,” she answered, “I wanted to talk to you.”
“Yes,” Oliver took Felicity hand.
“I want to say thank you-”
“You don’t have to,” Oliver interrupted her.
“I know, but thank you. You have been with us on this crazy adventure and I thought that I will lose you after what I said, but here you are, taking care of us,” tears formed in her eyes. She took a breath and continued, “What I'm trying to say is I don’t believe in marriage but I believe in you… I believe in us.”
Oliver kissed her hand.
“So, Oliver Jonas Queen will you marry me?” Felicity asked.
“Yes!” Oliver got close and kissed her.
Three months from the day Emily was born, Oliver and Felicity were married in a small ceremony in Oliver’s backyard and a reception in Verdant.
Everybody was with their sharing their happiness, Tommy and Laurel, Curtis and his husband Paul, the Diggle’s, Roy and Thea. Oliver’s mother didn’t come, but Oliver assured Felicity things between them were getting better.
Oliver was watching his wife talking to the guests when he noticed Tommy getting close with a cup of Virgin Rockle. “You did it,” Tommy told him.
“Yes, I did.” Oliver looked at his friend, “Congrats to you too, you are going to be a father.”
“Thank you. I can’t believe we made it this far,” Tommy said.
“Well, we have wonderful women by our sides,” Oliver said. He looked at Roy, the boy nodded at him and suddenly Never Stop by Safetysuit started to play.
Oliver walked towards Felicity, took her hand and started to dance. After a few minutes, Tommy and Laurel joyed the couple.
After the reception, Oliver and Felicity were in the nursery room, “Thea did a great job with your house,” Felicity said.
“It’s ours,” Oliver smiled, “and yes, she did.”
Emily was asleep, Oliver took, Felicity’s hand kissed her, he led her to their bedroom where the king-sized bed waited for them. They kissed, Felicity put her arms around Oliver's neck and he started to unzip her dress.
“We got two hours,” Felicity broke the kiss.
“We have a life together,” Oliver replied.
The end.