Barry Allen's Lost Soul (Barry x Allegra) (Fan Fiction)

Chapter 12: The Announcement and Unexpected Arrivial

Weeks later

At Barry and Allegra's Apartment

Barry was downstairs cooking.

Eobard stood at the counter, watching him.

Barry turned around and asked, "What's wrong, son?"

Eobard hesitated. "Dad, it's nothing... It's just... what do you think I should do when I have kids of my own? Do I tell them about both Eobard Thawne and Eobard Allen? Or do I keep it to myself?"

Barry considered for a moment. "I think you should tell them, but only when they're older. That way, you can see them love you for who you are first. They might be upset for a while, but... I don't know. I can't predict the future."

Eobard agreed. "Of course, Pops."

Just then, Bart Allen burst into the kitchen, followed by Nora, Daniel, Jason, and Jenny.

"Morning, Dad!" Bart said cheerfully, sniffing the air. "Smells great in here!"

Nora grinned. "Yeah, what's for breakfast?"

Barry smiled at his kids. "Pancakes, eggs, and bacon. Grab a seat, everyone."

As the kids settled in around the table, Barry glanced at Eobard. "How about you? Want to join us?"

Eobard smiled, his earlier worries momentarily forgotten. "Sure, Dad."

As they all dug into their breakfast, Jason looked up at Eobard. "You looked serious earlier, Eobard. What's on your mind?"

Eobard paused, then chuckled. "Just thinking about the future, Jason. You know, important stuff."

Daniel raised an eyebrow. "Like what?"

Eobard smiled. "Like how to be the best dad I can be someday."

Jenny grinned. "You'll be great, Eobard. Just like Dad."

Barry watched his kids with a warm smile, feeling grateful for these moments together. He knew the future held many uncertainties, but with his family by his side, he felt ready to face whatever came their way.

Suddenly, a gust of wind filled the room, and a young woman appeared, her expression a mix of anger and confusion.

"Eobard Allen," she said, her voice laced with bitterness. "We need to talk."

Everyone froze, staring at the newcomer. Eobard's eyes widened in shock. "Who... who are you?"

"I'm your daughter," she replied, her voice trembling slightly. "From the future. My name is Iris Allen."

Barry stepped forward protectively. "What do you want, Iris?"

Iris glared at Eobard. "I want answers. Why didn't you tell us about your past? About the things you did as Eobard Thawne?"

Eobard's face paled. "I was going to tell you... when you were older."

Iris shook her head. "Older? When, exactly? When it was too late for us to understand or forgive you?"

Bart stood up. "Hey, that's not fair. Eobard has done a lot of good. He was probably just trying to protect you."

Iris crossed her arms. "Protect us? Or protect himself?"

Barry put a hand on Eobard's shoulder. "Eobard, this is your chance to be honest. Tell her everything."

Eobard took a deep breath, looking into Iris's eyes. "I was afraid. Afraid of losing you, of you hating me. But you're right. You deserve to know the truth."