I'll be summer sun for you forever.
[ barry allen x original character ]
[ book two in the red series ]
[ the flash season two ]
STATUS: COMPLETED
[ STARTED: february 2nd, 2023 ]
[ FINISHED: june 14th, 2024 ]
[ 100k reads - 7/9/25 ]
cover by @-CELES...
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CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR locked up
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BARRY'S SCREAM FADED to nothing, but it didn't stop the ringing in Juliet's ears. She watched as Henry Allen — beloved Henry — sunk to his knees, right on the carpet where Nora Allen lost her life so many years ago. Juliet's chest felt so tight where she wasn't sure if she was breathing anymore, tears had already rapidly started to fall down her cheeks, her head was a mess . . . she placed a hand on her churning stomach, taking a stumbling step backwards.
This wasn't real. This couldn't be real.
"Dad?" Barry asked, rushing up to Henry as he flopped on the floor. "Dad? Hey! Hey! Hey, look at me. Look at me. Dad. Don't leave. Not again. Not again. Dad! Come on, come on, come on. Hey, it's all right. No. Dad."
Henry went still.
"I told you family was a weakness," Zolomon said.
Juliet snapped her head up from what she had been watching, almost in a trance-like state. With everything going on, she had completely forgotten he was there at all. Anger instantly surged through her veins, white-hot anger that turned her eyes red.
"You feel the anger, don't you, Flash? And now . . . the two of us are the same."
"No!" Barry shouted, running up and pinning Zolomon to the wall, making Juliet jump in surprise. "No!"
"Barry," Juliet whispered.
"There you go, Flash!" Zolomon praised. "Use your anger, just like I did."
Zolomon sped off, followed by Barry right afterwards, the blue and yellow lightnings leaving the house in a split second.
Juliet stood there alone, slowly turning to look at the body of Henry. Another person lost, now leaving Barry totally parentless . . . God, what were they going to do?
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RAIN POURED FROM the sky, matching the mood of everyone who was in that graveyard. It was the day of Henry's funeral, which was something Juliet never thought she would've said — not for a long, long time, anyways. She stood next to Barry in her black dress underneath an umbrella, staring down at the gravestones. Henry's was placed right next to Nora's just as it should be.
