Fastest Woman Alive (Barry Allen - The Flash Story)

Chapter 5

"Shouldn't you go back to a time where you don't already exist? Your present self will see you and the world will like explode, no?" Anya asks. I shake my head, "that's not exactly how it works. Also, you don't know this yet but I ran away for a few months. You won't see me again anytime soon" I say with a shy smile. "Eliza Rosa Jones!" Anya yells.

"Sorry" I say with a shrug. "Teen angst, what can I say?" I add. She shakes her head, "fine. You and Barry are welcome to stay as long as you need, however you can't be here forever. Why didn't you run forward in time?" A sharp pain hits my heart. I cannot tell her, even if I wanted to. "This was the right place for me, that's all I can say."

She nods hesitantly, "there's fresh towels in the - well you know where everything is. Why don't you show Barry around?" I shake my head, "he can figure it out." I run upstairs to my childhood bedroom. My favorite boy band and movie posters cover the wall. I take a deep breath, still not taking all of this in. What am I going to do with my life?

"Didn't take you for a fan girl" Barry says behind me. "You don't know me" I reply, harshly. "What did I do to upset you so?" he asks, taking a step towards me. I feel his body heat radiating from behind me. His breath tickles my neck, making me shut my eyes.

"This is an impossible situation. I want my Barry back, I want my life back! I cannot stand to be in the same room as you without feeling a mix of emotions. I hate that you don't remember me, I hate that you don't know me, most of all I hate that you do not love me!" I yell.

"El, I'm going to head to the store!" Anya yells from downstairs. I know she wants to give us some time to be alone given that she is now bearing witness to our second argument in the span of 20 minutes. "I'm sorry! I cannot control any of that" he yells, running to stand in front of me. "Do you know how hard this has been for me as well? Those memories that you put into my head! You made me feel things and see things, when I love Iris! I want her, I did not ask for any of these feelings or doubts!' he yells back at me.

He's standing inches away from my face. "Show me" he whispers, inching closer to my lips, "more." I try to step back, but he grabs my hand and pulls me back until our chests are touching. "Show me" he demands. I scan his face with my eyes before pressing my lips onto his.

"Barry... I'm pregnant" I say, avoiding his gaze. "You're... pregnant?" he asks. I nod, We sit in silence for a second before he picks me up and twirls me around. "I'm going to be a dad!" he exclaims.

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"The moment I laid eyes on Eliza, I was smitten. I cannot believe that I get to stand in front of all our friends and family today as we become husband and wife" Barry says with a smile so big that I have never seen before.

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"Husband" I say, shutting the door to our hotel room in Italy. "Wife" he says, running around to unpack and then back to me in a flash. "I love you so much" I say. "I love you more" he replies, before pressing his lips to mine. He wraps his arms around me and runs us to the bed. I use my speed to undress him and he does the same to my dress. I leave a trail of kisses down his neck... to his stomach and...

"Stop," Barry says, pulling away. His face is completely red and he is breathing heavily. "You told me to show you more," I whisper. He looks at me with a hunger in his eyes that I have not seen since the night of our honeymoon. "Anya...?" he says. "Won't be back for another hour knowing her" I reply.

"I can't do this to Iris" he says, taking multiple steps back. "I understand" I reply, taking a few steps back myself. We both stare at each other from across the room, heavy breaths, red lips, and tinted cheeks. "I can bring you to another Earth. One where maybe I'm alone and-and you can be with him" Barry says. "FIne" I reply. "That easy?" he asks, with lifted eyebrows. "My life means nothing. I am nothing, I have no life. That's my best bet" I answer. A saddened expression appears on his face, "don't say that."

I rub my eyes, "I'm tired. The guest room is next door. Goodnight, Flash."