Adaline Garcia and Barry Allen's lives have been intertwined since they were in diapers. Is their future as well? Follow Adaline and Team Flash as they navigate super speed and telekinesis.
Barry Allen X OC
Book One of The Shadow Series
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We walked into Jitters, Caitlin walked straight for Iris.
"Iris." Caitlin called out
"Caitlin, Addie, what are you doing here?" Iris asked
"Oh it's been a long day." Caitlin replied
"It's only noon." Iris said
"Didn't sleep much last night." Caitlin announced
I looked at her, sadness flowing over me. She just saw a man that could have possibly been Ronnie but it wasn't Ronnie.
"Yeah me either." Iris replied walking away
"Um, so I was catching up on your blog, and this story caught my eye--about a man whose head and hands burst into flames?" Caitlin questioned
My eyes grew wide.
"The burning man?" Iris questioned
My eyes grew even wider, knowing other people had witnessed it.
"Yeah." Caitlin replied
"I haven't really updated that story in a while, but there are some reports I can send to you." Iris said
"That would be great, thank you." Caitlin smiled
"Can I ask you guys something? Girl-to-girls?" Iris asked
"Sure." Caitlin and I said
"Barry's been acting differently around me lately, like he is keeping some sort of secret from me. Is there anything you know about that I should know about?" Iris asked
"Not that I can think of." Caitlin said
"Not that I know." I said
"However, if you think Barry is keeping something from you, you should probably just ask him yourself." Caitlin said
"Yeah, thanks." Iris whispered
"Of course." Caitlin said
"Hey Liz, can I get my usual and whatever Caitlin here wants." I called out walking toward the counter
The two of us arrived back at S.T.A.R. Labs, we were sitting in the treadmill room, in silence as Caitlin stared at her ring.
"Do you believe it's him?" Caitlin asked breaking the silence
I looked at her, seeing the war going on in her eyes.
"What I believe is how ironic it is that a homeless man who looks very- very similar to Ronnie came up behind us at the mall and then ran." I said
"So you think it's him?" She questioned
"I think it might be, I'm just afraid to get our hopes up. My life motto is "expect disappointment so you'll never be disappointed." I explained
