What Is Will Always Be Chapter 3
What Is Will Always Be Chapter 3
By Redbanker
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Warnings: Oliver/Thea people as per usual.
Summary: This is the final chapter, I think of this episode. I had someone mention (KuKu) that it would have been easier if this story had just been added to “Yours and Mine” the reason I didn’t do this is because I don’t know if I’ll have the time or inclination to do this for every episode, we’ll have to see. So I wanted them to remain separate. Also obviously, now “Beginner’s Self-Defense” won’t fit into this AU so it’s just a separate piece I wrote for the hell of it. LOL.
Also the scene with Rob, Thea and Oliver I obviously added, because a very nice reviewer mentioned they’d like to see Oliver jealous and I couldn’t use the scene as it was done in the show. Hey that’s what fan fiction is for, so go with it.
Chapter 3
Oliver walked into the diner with Rob in tow glancing around for Diggle. Laurel had taken the Decklan case, like he knew she would so now he needed to see if Diggle had made any decisions. He managed not to roll his eyes when Rob told him the room was secure, “How would you know.” He thought crossing to the booth Digg was sitting in. He greeted Diggle’s sister-in-law before taking a seat.
“How’s the arm?” Oliver asked, it hadn’t been a bad wound but the poison made it tricky.
“What do you want, Queen.” Diggle asked sounding tired.
“I wanted to see if you’d come to any decisions regarding my offer.” Oliver answered easily.
“Offer, that’s one way to put it.” Diggle said shaking his head. “Why me?” He asked Oliver that was a point that had been bugging him since he’d discovered Oliver’s identity.
“Because you’re a solider.” Oliver told him like it was obvious. “You know that sometimes you have to do things that aren’t black and white in order to survive.” Oliver paused gathering his thoughts. “Look, there are good people in this city, people who are working within the law to make it a better place, people like Laurel and Quentin Lance. But they are failing, and it’s because they don’t understand that sometimes you have to fight fire with fire. That the law for all its good points can be bought, and as long as that fact remains then sometimes you have to go outside the law to get justice.”
Diggle studied Oliver intently, he knew most of what Oliver was saying was true but it still didn’t sit well with him. “The problem with going outside the law,” Diggle argued, “Is what’s to keep you from becoming exactly like the people you’re trying to stop?”
Oliver smiled, “Right now? You and Thea.” He answered seriously. “One thing I had to accept on the island was, what it forced me to become.” Oliver looked down at his hands. “I had to do things, things that I wouldn’t have ever believed I was capable of, things I would rather forget.” Oliver looked up. “I know you understand what I mean.”
Diggle nodded his own memories turning to Afghanistan.
“I am a killer, Digg don’t think for one second I don’t know that.” Oliver looked around the restaurant. “My time on the island broke me, it broke me down to nothing and the man I built from the pieces isn’t the same one that arrived there. It forced me to see that this world we live in isn’t black and white, right or wrong. There are shades of grey that most people would like to spend their life denying exist, but I can’t do that not any more. I believe, I truly believe this city needs that and I think with you on board we can truly make a difference.” Oliver finished and sat back. He had laid pretty much everything on the line and it was exhausting.
“And, Thea?” Diggle asked wondering what her role in all this was.
“Thea…” Oliver contemplated how to explain what Thea was to him. “Thea’s who I’m doing this all for.”
“But is she a part of this vendetta.” Diggle clarified because he had some serious issues if she was.
“No.” Oliver’s voice was like steel. “She wants to help, though so she’s going to take some classes in first aid, and I’m going to teach her some self-defense, but other than that, she is not getting anywhere near what we’re doing.”
“Good.” Diggle said equally serious.
“Does that mean you’re in?” Oliver asked.
“I’ll let you know.” Diggle said with a small smile, there was still more to think about.
“Kay,” Oliver started to get up. “Oh one more thing I thought you’d like to know, the assassin from the other night the one I killed. He’s the one who murdered your brother.”
Diggle’s body stiffened his eyes gazing at Oliver with shock. “What?!”
“I checked, your brother was killed by a bullet laced with curare, it was Deadshot’s signature. I’ll expect to hear from you soon.” Oliver slid from the booth telling Rob he was going to the bathroom before disappearing.
Diggle sat there in shock for a second before he registered Rob standing by the booth, “Oh that boy’s long gone now. Whoosh.” He told his replacement with exasperation and a hint of humor.
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When Oliver got home later he was tired but pleased with the night’s events. His talk with Diggle had gone well and after he’d met with Laurel and learned the name of Camille’s supervisor. He would pay the man a visit tomorrow and get the truth. His good mood quickly evaporated when he walked in the front door and saw Thea laughing and smiling at his new bodyguard Rob.
Oliver had never been a jealous person previously, but seeing this he felt an irrational surge of animalistic fury swell within him. His vision zeroing in on the flirty look Rob was directing towards Thea. It made him clench his fist to keep from killing the man, from beating his face in with his fists. “What the hell’s going on here?” He growled stalking towards Rob with deadly intentions.
Thea was smiling until she saw Oliver’s face; it was a look she’d never seen before, one that translated into murderous fury. “Uh, Rob here was just telling me how you ditched him.” She said moving in between the two men, she didn’t know what had Oliver this furious but she did want poor Rob getting caught in the crossfire.
“Was he?” Oliver said his eyes never leaving Rob who was standing completely still very nervous about the look on Oliver’s face.
“Yes.” Thea said placing a hand on Oliver’s arm. “But he’s done that and you’re home so he can get out of here, right Rob.” Thea said her smile forced.
“Uh, right absolutely, have a nice evening Mr. Queen, Thea…I mean Ms. Queen.” Rob quickly corrected as a low growl emanated from Oliver at the use of Thea’s first name.
“Well goodnight.” Thea said her tone one of disbelief and urging Rob to get out. “Come on Ollie; let’s go upstairs I’ve got something I want to show you.” Thea grabbed Oliver’s hand and began to pull him towards the stairs. It wasn’t easy either because Oliver was still glaring at Rob’s retreating back his face a mask of unbridled fury and possessiveness.
When the front door finally shut behind Rob, Oliver spun around so quickly Thea almost lost her balance. It was now Oliver who was pulling her up the stairs and he wasn’t having any trouble at all.
“Ollie, are you okay?” Thea asked having to practically run to keep up.
Oliver just growled, pulling Thea into his room slamming the door behind them with such force Thea was surprised it didn’t come off the hinges.
“Ollie, honey what’s wrong?” Thea asked starting to get really concerned; Oliver was practically shaking with anger.
Oliver yanked Thea to him with one hand the other going into her hair forcing her head back as his mouth tried to devour her. “Mine.” He growled when the need to breath made them break a part.
Thea was panting breathless from the kiss. “Of course I’m yours.” She still didn’t understand what was going on, but Oliver was ripping her shirt off then picking her up and practically throwing her on the bed so he could make equally quick work of her pants. “Ollie!” She tried again to get his attention but he was too busy stripping out of his own clothes.
“He can’t have you.” He growled now naked as he climbed on top of Thea spreading her legs and pushing into without warning. “Mine.” He growled again when he was fully sheathed inside her.
Oh my God Thea thought he’s jealous. Her mind was spinning from this revelation and Oliver’s assault on her body. She had never seen him like this before and it was startling. “Yours, only yours.” She panted as Oliver fucked her. It was always intense between them but this, this was different and Thea relished the fact that she was the one who could make Oliver lose control. Yesterday he had eased all her fears about Laurel so she would damn sure do the same thing for him now. She reached up for him, her hands going around his neck to pull his mouth to hers. “He’s nothing, love absolutely nothing.” She whispered before kissing him, her tongue gliding into his mouth.
Oliver increased the pace of his hips, one hand moving between their bodies to rub and pinch her clit.
Thea moaned into his mouth her hands moving from his neck down his back to his ass squeezing it with both hands urging him on.
Their mouths breaking away only when it became necessary to breath before locking back on each other like magnets.
Oliver could feel Thea starting to come and he willed her on, pinching her clit before following his groan swallowed by their joined mouths as they continued to try to devour each other. He fell on top of her burying his face in her neck, panting for breath.
Thea rubbed his back, her touch light as she whispered soothingly to him over and over. “Yours always yours, no one else could ever compare. Love you only you.”
As Oliver came to his senses he felt a sort of stunned disbelief surge over him. He couldn’t believe how he’d reacted, “Sorry, love I don’t know what happened, when I saw you talking with that idiot and you were laughing and he was smiling at you like he wanted to you.” Oliver babbled and Oliver never babbled.
Thea’s laugh was tinged with disbelief. “Ollie, love I wasn’t laughing with him.” She said pulling his face up to look at hers. “I was laughing at him.” She explained. “I can’t help it if the boy was too dense to figure that out.”
Oliver closed his eyes a huff of breath escaping he grimaced with amused embarrassment. “God I’m an idiot.”
“No you’re not.” Thea told him her eyes filled with love and adoration. “I love that you were jealous, I love that I can make you lose control. It’s only fair, you know since you do the same thing to me.”
Oliver couldn’t help but laugh rolling on his back and pulling Thea to his chest. “Well okay then.” He said still unable to fully believe he’d been jealous of Rob, of all people.
“So now that you’re back in the land of rationality, how’s the case going?” She asked as she snuggled to his chest.
“Going great got the name of Camille’s supervisor.” Ollie told her rubbing her back. “Talked to Digg and I’m pretty sure he’s in.”
“So productive evening?”
“Very.” Oliver said kissing her gently.
“Good. Now I don’t know about you but I’m going to sleep.” Thea said already drifting off. “Love you.”
“Love you, sweet dreams baby.” Oliver replied drifting off himself with a smile.
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Oliver grinned as he saw Diggle standing in the living room. Peter Decklan was a free man, Jason Brodeurx was going to jail and now it looked like Diggle was here to join up. It had been a good couple of days. Things had gotten a little hairy when Oliver found out Brodeurx was going to kill Decklan and Laurel but it hadn’t been difficult to get into the prison and rescue them both. He knew his actions had upset Laurel he’d seen it in her eyes, her horror that he would have killed Brodeurx body guard. But he’d brushed it off, she was too entrenched in her ways to ever see killing as anything but evil and Oliver didn’t have the time or inclination to re-educate her.
“Digg, my man can I assume you’re here to accept the job?” Oliver asked holding out a hand.
“I’m no sidekick, Oliver.” Diggle said seriously. “And I’m going to hold you to what you said in the diner, I’m going to be your conscious, whether you like it or not.”
“Good.” Oliver told him his hand still outstretched.
“Good.” Diggle said with a grin taking Oliver’s hand and giving it a shake.
Then Oliver heard the front door burst open and Quentin Lance’s voice rang out through the house. Oliver went in the hall and didn’t resist when someone began placing handcuffs on him, his eyes were focused on the staircase where Thea stood, looking shocked and horrified.
“Walter, do something.” She ordered keeping her eyes locked with Oliver’s
“I love you.” Oliver mouthed to her before being dragged out of the house.
“I love you.” Thea whispered as tears rolled down her face.
The End.
I know, I left out a lot of the episode and changed some stuff but I didn’t have a lot to work with so what are you going to do? LOL. I’m hoping we’ll get some good Oliver/Thea moments next week that I can continue to work with, so keep your fingers and toes crossed.