Prompt: Day 1 Daily Arrow Challenge: Leap of Faith
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Oliver Queen/Felicity Smoak
Genre: Romance, Hurt/Comfort
Rating & Warnings: PG
Word Count: 585
Summary: Felicity hates heights. This is a known fact. So can Oliver reassure her that she won't inadvertently plummet to her death when they have to make their escape yet again on a zip line.
She glanced briefly off the side of the building before screwing her eyes shut tightly. Nope, that was a mistake. It didn’t matter how many times Oliver had put her in this situation she still felt the same sense of dizzying nausea. It had to be a good ten stories from the roof to the street below.
Oliver finished setting up the line down to the ground. She heard him speaking to Dig through his ear piece. Something about how he was ready and that Dig would be waiting for them with a vehicle. She couldn’t be quite sure, everything was swimming in her head. She felt a gentle pressure on her back. Oliver was behind her, his solid arm coming around to hold her tight.
“Wait, wait, wait. I can’t do this.” Panic now fully invading her voice.
“What? We’ve done this before.” He sounded perplexed.
“I know that.” She tried to reason. “But I can’t. I just can’t. You know I don’t like heights.”
“Felicity, we’re kind of under a time crunch here.”
“I know that but can’t we take the stairs like normal people for once.” It sounded like a perfectly reasonable suggestion to her.
“You were the one who told me that a whole squad of police officers was coming up the stairwell.”
He interrupted, “Do you want our covers to be blown?”
“Of course not.”
Oliver maneuvered her so that he was gazing down at her. His eyes were soft even under the mask and hood, “Then hold on tight and close your eyes. I promise I won’t let you fall.”
She gripped him for all she was worth and he took the leap. The last thing she saw before she shut her eyes and placed her face in the crook of his neck was a stream of police officers barreling out of the roof top door. Damn, that was a close one. She needed to learn to pick her battles.
The wind rushed all around her but all she could really feel was Oliver’s sure hands, pressure points on her rapidly calming body. He had a way of making you feel safe and reassured even in the most dangerous of situations. Maybe that’s why she had stuck by him all this time. Or at least a part of the reason why.
Before she knew it her feet were touching solid ground and she was hailing all the deities that she could think of. She had survived yet another plunge off a building with the Arrow.
“You can let go now Felicity.” Oliver’s voice sounded muffled.
“Oh,” Her arms were still wrapped snugly around Oliver’s neck. Felicity went a little pink around her ears. She released her hold on him and something inside her cried at the loss of contact. “Sorry about that. You know me, couldn’t be sure that we were on the ground yet. Wow that sounded dumb.” She said the last bit more to herself.
Oliver chuckled, “Well we made it safe and sound. Dig should be here with the car any minute now.”
“Promise me we’ll never have to do that again.” Felicity was already dreading a next time.
“You know I can’t do that. Especially if you insist on being in the field.” He gave her a disapproving look before placing a warm gloved hand on her shoulder, “But I promise to keep you safe each time we take the leap.”
And that’s all that she could really ask for in the end.