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“Diggle, what is she doing here? I don’t know what you did with her while we were gone, but I can’t have her here.” Oliver has his arms crossed, seemingly irritated, but Felicity’s pretty sure he’s also trying to keep from reaching for their precious Goddaughter.
She has no such restraint. Walking over to quickly pluck the little girl from her father’s arms, she snuggles her close and steals a whiff of that delicious baby smell.
Her voice is higher than normal, her facial expressions immediately exaggerating as she speaks to “Well hello there baby girl! Is it take your daughter to work day and nobody told me?” She winks at Digg over Sara’s head and makes her way to the empty corner of their new workspace, “Good thing I was already prepared for this.”
The men exchange glances behind her back and it’s John who steps forward, “Uh, Felicity. What do you mean you’re prepared? I was just going to strap her on. I have the backpack in the diaper bag…”
But Felicity is already flipping over the mats placed in the far corner, revealing bright blue, green, yellow, and red padding, the color jarring against all the black and steel. “I had these installed and maybe bought a few toys for her. It’s no big deal.“ She opens a hidden door and pulls out bins with animal faces on them as she continues, "These situations are bound to come up, and we should be ready for them.”
"Okay, but this still isn’t the safest place for-” he trails off as she pushes a button on the wall panel and another portion of the wall pops out a bit. This time it’s a clear guardrail that runs along the edge of the mat and hooks into the other wall, blocking Sara into a 6x6 corner.
As Digg shakes his head, out of arguments, Oliver steps around the desk he’d been leaning on, his arm outstretched and gesturing to the cases. “But there are still all kind of weapons around here, Felicity. It’s just not practical.”
“I’m not saying she should come here every day, but why do you think I got all new cases with doors that can be locked up tight? Surely you didn’t think it was just to protect your arrows?”
Oliver sighs, knowing better than to fight her on this. “Fine, she can stay. But let’s not make a habit of this, okay?”
Felicity just smirks and pops up to place a kiss on his cheek before turning back to climb over the wall and onto the mats with their little visitor.
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Two weeks later Sara gets to play in her corner again and Oliver is the only one there with her when Felicity walks in. Both girls grin at him as he mutters, “Well, we already had the space for her…”