Barry Berkman

Part 7

After 20 minutes we decided to head out. It had been deadly silent after the door closed earlier. I quickly jumped out of the closet and ran down to the stairs. Barry followed me and called my name.

"Hey, Y/N, wait. Y/N! What's wrong? Did I do something?" Barry asked. I ignored him and carefully walked down the stairs. As I approached the door, I quietly twisted the knob, not knowing if someone was waiting. As I gently pushed it open I heard someone stop talking mid conversation. I stepped outside confused.

"Oh hey, Y/N! Nice seeing you. Do you mind getting me some Advil? I have a nasty headache." Fuches casually asked me.

I was confused and then looked over to Hank who was also sitting there. They were both drinking something from a canteen someone had. Fuches had been shot, but he was okay. I turned around and bumped into Barry, who had been standing behind me, equally confused. I quickly slipped past him and ran to where the bathroom was. I grabbed some Advil out of the cupboard and walked back to the door, blocked by Barry.

"Um, excuse me." I nervously said to him. He turned around and let me pass. I walked over to Fuches, who was sitting on the porch. I handed him the Advil and he thanked me. I stood there awkwardly until I walked back towards Barry, which wasn't any better. After a little while, I finally asked,

"What the hell happened?" Fuches and Hank looked at each other and giggled like school girls with a secret. Finally Hank decided to reply with,

"Well, after Goran was killed in Barry's house, I thought I would talk to Fuches. At first I was mad, so obviously I shot. But then he tells me it was big misunderstanding!" He said cheerfully. Of course, Fuches is wonderful at manipulation. I looked over towards Barry who seemed to sense the same thing. Fuches swallowed the pills and let an, ah, sound. I decided it was probably time for me to go so I spoke up.

"Okay well, this has been great, sorry about Goran, whoever did that is, ugh, such a monster!" I let out a frustrated sigh. "Anywho, I think I'll head out now though. Sorry about missing our meeting, maybe we can reschedule tomorrow?" I looked wonderingly to Fuches. He nodded his head.

"Okay, have a nice night! I'll text later about the meeting. See you later, alligator." Hank replied, pleased with himself.

"Oh, yeah. Hmm. That's a good idea. Uh, I've gotta go back and, uh well, deal with Goran. Catch you later I guess." Barry replied blankly. I left before he could catch up with me. As I walked down the driveway, I wondered how I was going to get home, it was at least a 20 minute walk and it was very late. I heard someone jogging behind me and before I knew it, Barry was at my side.

"Hey, uh, it's kind of cold and late, can I give you a ride?" He asked me.