What Is Will Always Be
What is, will always be
By Redbanker
Disclaimer: I own nothing; if I did it would be a very different show let me tell you.
Warning: This is Oliver/Thea, once again, shocking I know its explicit so if that isn’t your thing don’t bother clicking the link or reading further. I welcome and want reviews or constructive criticism about writing or style but any flames about the ship will be promptly deleted. You have been warned so there’s no excuse for you to read further.
That being said if you read please, please, please review. They really do inspire me and are what help me keep the momentum needed to write more. So review damn it. LOL
Summary: This is a part of my AU verse that started with Yours and Mine. It is how the episode “An Innocent Man” should have gone, and will go in my world. Just like with the episode last night this picks up directly where Longshot ended. If you haven’t read Yours and Mine you really do need to before reading this otherwise you will be terribly confused.
Oh and like with Yours and Mine this is going to be a multi-chaptered piece covering the whole episode.
And on with the show.
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Chapter 1
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“You’re the vigilante.” Diggle stared at Oliver in shock. He stumbled to his feet, swaying before taking a swing at Oliver who ducked easily.
“Hey!” Thea shouted furiously. Oliver just saved his life and he takes a swing at him, not with her there damn it.
“Thea, go home.” Oliver ordered holding up a hand to ward off Diggle.
“Are you kidding?” Thea asked incredulously.
“No, Mom and Walter must be worried sick.” Oliver explained. “Just tell them Digg got injured and that I’m getting him patched up okay?” Oliver’s voice was pleading.
Thea sighed she knew Oliver was right, but after seeing Diggle’s reaction she was loathe to leave the two alone. “Okay.” She said finally coming to Oliver and kissing his cheek. “But be careful.” Thea glared at Diggle. “Apparently some people don’t appreciate having their lives saved.” She stressed the last at Diggle scathingly before leaving.
A hint of a smile was on Oliver’s face as he watched her leave before turning to Diggle. “She’s a little overprotective.” He stated calmly. “Why don’t you take a seat you look like you’re about to fall over.”
“You’re a criminal.” Diggle accused, refusing to sit.
“To some.” Oliver replied his voice calm, as he took a seat across from Diggle. “But I’m really just a solider.”
“You’re not a solider.” Diggle practically shouted his voice laced with scorn.
“And that’s where you are wrong.” Oliver answered refusing to rise to the bait.
“How? You were born with a platinum spoon in your mouth and suddenly after five years on an island with no room service you’ve got religion?” Diggle steadied himself against the table.
“You told me not to take you for a fool, Digg.” Oliver said reminding Diggle of the night the triad attacked Laurel. “Then don’t act like one.” Oliver raised an eyebrow his tone holding a hint of mocking. “You’ve seen what I can do, now do you want to listen to how I became a solider or would you like to continue acting like a judgmental idiot?”
Diggle paused thinking about all he’d seen so far. The initial shock was wearing off and his head was finally able to focus. He looked at Oliver, really looked at the man seated calmly in front of him. He hated to admit it but Oliver was right; the way he moved, fought, could throw a knife, it had never made sense before but it was starting to now. He sat back on the medical table and gave Oliver a nod.
Oliver slowly pulled the notebook of his fathers out of his coat keeping his hands visible. “This was my fathers; I found it when I buried him.”
“I thought your father died when the boat went down?” Diggle asked, wondering if anything he knew about Oliver was true.
“He made it to the life raft but we started to run out of food and water so he shot himself to give me a chance.” Oliver stated this calmly, thankful that Thea had given him some perspective on the issue.
Diggle’s eyes widened a fraction. He couldn’t imagine what that must have been like. He stared at Oliver, it was obvious this man was damaged, how damaged had yet to be determined.
“Before he died, he gave me names, names of men who were poisoning our city. Names of men that like him had made their fortunes by stepping on the throats of others. He told me to survive, so that I could right the wrongs he’d committed.” Oliver’s voice was like steel his conviction unwavering.
“That doesn’t explain how you supposedly became a solider.” Diggle pointed out, he still wasn’t convinced of Oliver’s stability.
“I know.” Oliver gave Diggle a small smile like he could read his mind. “It’s why, the how is more complicated.” Oliver sighed before standing and starting to take off his jacket; he would need to get home soon so he had to keep this short.
“I wasn’t alone on the island.” Oliver explained as he changed. “There were Russian ex-military there, mercenaries really.” He continued looking at Diggle, seeing the shock on his face at Oliver’s words and the scars that covered his chest and back. “I don’t have time to tell you everything now, but allow me to assure you Dig, I am a solider.” Oliver paused looking inward. “They made very sure of that.”
Diggle’s mind was spinning. It was all starting to make sense, but he still didn’t know how he felt about it all. “What do you want from me?”
“I want to give you the opportunity to save this city, our city.” Oliver said calmly but with conviction. “Look you’re hurt and you need time I get that, just think it over. This city is full of people neither the cops nor the law can stop. But I can and I’d like your help.”
Oliver walked out. He knew leaving was a calculated risk but he wanted to show Diggle he trusted him and to give the man time to process everything.
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As Oliver walked into the house he let out a tired sigh. Tonight had been exhausting. He started up the stairs, all he wanted was to go to sleep with Thea in his arms but he heard a voice behind him that stopped him cold.
“Where have you been?”
Turning around Oliver was surprised and confused to see Laurel step out of the shadows. “What are you doing here?”
“I came by to see if you were okay after the shooting.” Laurel said obviously upset. “Instead I find Moira and Walter here alone worried sick.”
“Where’s Thea?” Oliver asked anxiously, descending the steps if she hadn’t made it home….
“She got here about a half an hour after I did.” Laurel said her voice disapproving even as Oliver breathed an inward sigh of relief. “Really Oliver, I made peace with your selfishness years ago but Moira and Walter don’t deserve it. You could have called to let them know what was going on.”
“I sent Thea home…” Oliver started to explain calmly.
“Two hours later.” Laurel interrupted. “After they witnessed you all get shot at. You wait two hours to let Moira know her children were okay. God do you ever think about anyone but yourself?”
“Hey.” Thea called out from behind Oliver.
“Thea.” Oliver started only to be interrupted once more.
“Oh no.” Thea’s voice was furious as she glared daggers at Laurel. “Who the hell do you think you are?” She stalked towards Laurel. “Oliver sent me home as soon as possible to ease Walter and Moira’s minds. But in case you forgot, we were both a little busy getting Diggle medical attention. Not that it’s any of your business.” Thea got in Laurel’s face. “I’m well aware that Oliver hurt you and so is he and he’s apologized for it. So you know what you DO NOT get to come in OUR home and berate him for not CALLING while trying to save a FRIEND’S LIFE.”
Laurel looked down, there was still anger on her face but there was more shame and embarrassment.
Oliver stared at Thea with love and adoration. It had been so long since anyone had defended him, he’d almost forgotten what it was like. He turned to Laurel, “Thank you for your concern.” It was said politely but the dismissal was impossible to miss.
Laurel took a deep breath, licking her lips nervously. “Sorry.” She said at last, looking at Thea. “I’m glad you’re both okay.” Then not waiting for a response she turned and left.
Thea was fuming; she was so mad she could hardly see all she could do was glare at where Laurel had been. Then she felt two wonderfully strong arms wrap around her from behind as Oliver’s head came to rest on top of hers.
“Come on.” He said quietly. “Don’t let her get to you, I don’t.” He began to pull Thea up the stairs wrapping an arm around her shoulder.
Thea felt her anger drain out of her. Oliver was right, she was exhausted and she didn’t want to think about Laurel Lance anymore.
“How’d it go with Diggle after I left?” She asked letting Oliver lead them to his room.
“He’s thinking things over.” Oliver explained closing and locking the door behind them. He pulled Thea close, giving her a long slow kiss. “God I missed you.” He whispered as he broke the kiss at last.
“I know.” Thea answered kissing his throat. “I’ve missed you so much too. You’re like a drug and now you’re in my system and I have to have you otherwise I have withdrawals.”
Oliver smiled as he began to walk them towards the bed. “Well we can’t have that.” He said as he kissed her neck, biting her earlobe gently.
“No it’s very, very bad.” Thea said her voice breathless as her hands pushed off Oliver’s jacket.
“Tell me,” Oliver’s voice was husky with desire as his hands molded around Thea’s ass. “What are you wearing underneath this dress?”
Thea’s smile was the sexiest thing Oliver had ever seen. “Why don’t you take it off and find out?” Thea asked as one of her hands cupped Oliver’s crotch squeezing his erection through his pants.
Oliver’s eyes rolled back into his head and he moaned, trying to maintain a shred control. He grabbed the hem of Thea’s dress and pulled it over her head quickly. His eyes darkened and his desire reached almost painful levels as he took in her naked form.
“I was thinking about you when I got dressed.” Thea said seductively as she began to undo the buttons on Oliver’s shirt. “I was thinking that when I saw you at the auction I would go over to you and tell you I needed to talk to you.” She pushed his shirt off his shoulders, her hand moving to his pants. “I thought I would take your hand.” Thea lifted one of Oliver’s hands to her lips and kissed it. “Then I would lead you to a dark corner somewhere, an office or bathroom.” She unbuckled his pants as he toed off his shoes, listening to her, mesmerized by the picture she was painting. “Then I thought you could lift me up and fuck me hard and fast against the walk like the first time.” Thea’s hand gripped Oliver’s cock giving it a squeeze.
Oliver gave a throaty chuckle. “Whatever the lady wants.” His hands gripped Thea’s waist lifting her easily and impaling her on his aching cock.
The both groaned in pleasure, two days was too long to go without physical contact.
Oliver quickly carried Thea to the closest wall sucking and biting her neck as she locked her ankles behind his back.
Oliver began to move in and out, keeping the pace slow and smooth, building an agonizingly delicious slow burn.
Thea’s head fell back against the wall, as she relished the sensations of Oliver’s dick inside of her and his mouth on her neck.
One of Oliver’s arms slipped under her ass keeping her supported so the other could roam down to her clit, rolling it in his fingers. His mouth moved from her neck to a nipple mirroring the actions of his fingers on her clit.
Thea’s whole body tensed as her orgasm built before shattering over her causing her jaw to clench as a moan tore from her mouth.
Oliver lifted his head so he could see her face as she came, his cock still moving slowly in and out; his fingers still on her clit.
She was the most gorgeous thing Oliver had ever seen and he wanted to memorize the look of peace and joy on her face.
Between the look on her face and her inner walls still clenching around him Oliver came with a low groan his head falling forward to rest on her shoulder.
When he could move again he slowly walked them over to the bed laying her down gently, kissing her softly as he settled his weight on top of her, their bodies still joined.
“I love you.” Thea said running her hands over his head and back.
“I love you.” Oliver replied his head nuzzling her ear as they fell into a contented much needed sleep.
The end…for now.
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