The Flash: One-Shots: I'll Always Come Running Home To You

She Makes Our World Whole

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Author's Notes:

Hi, my fellow Flash Family members!

Hope you're all having an amazingly perfect day (or that this story can maybe brighten it a little bit, otherwise) because you all deserve nothing less :)

Remember how I mentioned in the description of the last one of these I wrote that you all would probably be seeing a lot more projects in the future of mine revolving around the ninth season? Well, turns out, this next one is based around that, too. Lol.

There isn't exactly much to say about this particular story because it's mostly just a few sweet moments between Barry, Iris, and their newly born baby, Nora (I love saying that so much!), all compiled into a single oneshot.

Personally, I just really love the entire season-long arc based around West-Allen finally getting to have their Sweet Nora and I honestly just couldn't stop myself from writing a little something about that afterwards, too!

Anyways, that's probably enough of my rambling for now. Lol.

Love you all and hope you enjoy reading this as much as I did writing it :)

And just remember,

Nothing's Impossible as long as you believe in it :)

"You know how people always talk about how there are these unexpected moments in our lives that we'll remember for as long as we live? The ones that no matter how hard you try and prepare for, or how long they last, they just stay forever frozen in time inside your head like this sort of polaroid you can't stop yourself from thinking about? Because they're just so perfect, it almost feels too surreal for you to actually be worthy of experiencing such impossible moments? Well, for me, that always has been and always will be every single memory I get to make with you, Iris. Especially her," Barry thought, appreciatively as he gently brushed a loose strand of his wife's brunette-accented, messy brunette hair delicately behind her left ear.

The speedster wasn't typically an early morning or late night person (but not because I'm like Oliver and don't need sleep. I'm just not very good at time management...as in, I don't have any) so, he didn't have even the slightest clue as to what time it was. Only, that he somehow wished that the peaceful resting of his wife's body lying wrapped in his gray t-shirted, muscular arms' warm embrace would never end. Like they could stay in bed for the remainder of time with no need, no want, no desire to ever leave the confines of their shared place of comfort.

Not that I could ever really leave hers considering she's my heart, anyway. They both are. But that doesn't make me love this any less.

Without any recollection of beginning the movement, but rather out of sole fatherly instinct (I still can't believe that those words apply to me now...I'm a dad...I'm her dad...), Barry's gaze slowly shifted down towards his wife's bare arms where their little blessing of a baby was sleeping, the latter's heart pressed soothingly against her mother's in a way that could only be described as love.