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Sara had met her in the squad, raising her eyebrows at their new companions on the back before giving her partner a congratulating smile. Before long they were back on their division, Handsome staying uncharacteristically quiet on the backseat. Not so smug after all, huh?
As Felicity stepped down the car, Dig met her by the door.
“What do you got?”
“Two suspects on the shooting on Third street. One of them matching the description we had on the case.” She replied signaling the passengers on the backseat from where Sara was already pulling Shady.
Diggle’s brow furrowed at the sight, though his deep eyes were focused on the perp still in the squad and not the one being guided to booking by her partner. It took a mere moment before he sighed in understanding and addressed her again.
“I’ll get this one Smoak.”
“Ok.” She barely got out before he had his full attention on the suspect, taking him from the car towards the entrance where Sara waited for them next to her guy; Felicity following while replaying in her head the steps to follow.
“But good work, Smoak.” Dig said over his shoulder, loud enough for all to hear; and was quickly followed by a scoff in complaint from Handsome, who had his head down and eyes firmly glued to the ground.
She let it pass, that man becoming more a riddle by the minute, and instead replied as they entered the building.
“Thanks. Handsome there put quite a fight though.”
“Handsome?” Diggle asked raising a brow at her, making her wince at, yet again, running her mouth.
“Yeah I- I have the habit of nicknaming suspects in my head before I know their names, to keep it all straight for the report afterwards.”
This time Dig just shook his head -her thankful at how her training officer seemed to be amused instead of annoyed by her ramblings-; without watching she knew Sara was smiling across the room, silently agreeing with her name giving -he was quite a looker-. Still it was his chuckle and satisfied smirk that she noticed all the more, him having heard much to her dislike.
“It’s ok.” Dig finally said lightly shaking Handsome in warning. “I’m just gonna take this guy into a cell.”
That’s weird, she thought as protocol replayed in a loop on her mind lest she messed up on her first day on the job.
“Don’t we have to book him first?”
Strangely Diggle dismissed her question making Sara frown at him as well in confusion.
That’s when it happened, all in a flash.
The door to the bullpen where Diggle was heading to with her perp opened and from there Detective Merlyn stepped out sipping at a coffee, blue eyes widening in surprise at the sight before him.
“Hey Ollie, buddy!” He beamed at Diggle’s direction, yet not really addressing Diggle but his companion who seemed like he wanted the floor to swallow him whole right then and there.
“Can’t believe the drug squad gave you back. Welcome home!” Tommy went on lunging to hug his best friend only for him to back away letting out a heavy sigh.
Say what?
Felicity was pretty sure all color drained from her face when reality struck her. Handsome wasn’t a crook or dealer, but a freaking undercover cop, and a pretty good one if he was buddies with the head detective of the division.
She could only watch in dread as the reason he hadn’t disclosed that identity with her before came to the same conclusion.
“Maan, you’re a cop?!” Shady complained by Sara’s side, disappointment and anger flashing in his eyes.
Next Merlyn was yelling at Diggle angry at not being told what would go down there, her TO explaining he hadn’t known; and she, for once in her life, was at a loss for words.
“Oh boy.” Sara whispered as she passed by her leading Shady away from the crowd and into booking.
The last thing Felicity saw as the door from the bullpen closed behind the angry crowd was her “catch of the day” uncuffed, throwing her one of his devilish smirks and calling ‘I told you you didn’t want to do this.’
Oliver freaking Queen.
Unbeknown to her, Felicity had dismantled the division’s best undercover officer’s eight month long operation. That definitely didn’t count as a win.
Felicity spun her chair and propped her elbows on her desk, hands holding her chin up. Before her Captain Lance’s glass walls revealed him talking with Dig and Queen and, judging by the amount of times the captain ran his hand over his face, it was bad.
“I’m so gonna get fired, aren’t I?”
“No, you’re not. It was a rookie mistake on your first day on the job. And yes, maybe you messed up, but at least you haven’t made any embarrassing yet highly amusing unintended sexual innuendos yet.”
Reading into the way Felicity shut her eyes and exhaled in frustration, Sara got her answer, her laughter bursting out before she could help it.
“Oh, I’m glad this is amusing you.” Felicity grunted though her partner and best friend knew there was little anger there.
Slumping back into her chair Felicity focused back on that damn office, this time finding Queen’s eyes locked on her, that fascinating mix of anger and amusement clear in his face. He may not be a crook, but she was sure as hell he was quite a riddle anyway; a dangerous zone she knew she should stay away from.
Though now fully aware she had Oliver’s attention, Felicity looked at her partner again, letting out a deep sigh.
“Damn you for talking me out of my major. Why the hell didn’t I just stay with computer science at college?”
Sara’s chuckles rumbled by her side, fully amused by the blush on her best friend’s face after having seen the exchanged glances with certain officer.
“Because you’re awesome and were fully capable of doing both and then choosing the career path of your choice.”
“I am.” Felicity agreed with a smile, before it turned into a pout with her next thought. “That still won’t keep me from getting fired though.”
“Well, tomorrow’s a new day. Besides, if you had stayed behind your laptop how would you’ve met grumpy mc-handsome there. I’m calling fait here.”
And she had been dead right, Sara thought as she stood by the altar six years later, Oliver’s default broody face replaced by sheer happiness at watching Felicity walk down the aisle towards him.