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Summary: Iris has to face some hard truths. Frost and Barry haver their own discusstion afterwards.
Barry and Caitlin were standing outside the West house.
Caitlin was looking at the porch with a fond look on her face. It was hard to believe it had been almost a month since that conversation and the relationship that followed.
Barry, on the other hand, was very nervous. He didn't know what to expect from this meeting and was worried about the potential consequences for his relationship with Caitlin.
Suddenly, he felt a warm hand squeezing his own. He looked to his side to see Caitlin watching him with a small frown on her face. "Are you okay, Barr?"
"I'm still not sure it's the best idea for you to be here for this," Barry mumbled dejectedly.
Caitlin rolled her eyes and answered, "We talked about this, Barry. I can protect myself, both in words and physically, in the very unlikely scenario it becomes necessary."
Barry could only sigh and nod, so Caitlin smiled widely and cheerfully said, "And anyway, Joe invited me. It would be rude not to show up."
Again, Barry could only nod, not daring to enter this argument again. After all, they'd already had it earlier that day, and he had lost miserably. He was in no rush for a repeat performance.
Apparently satisfied with his response, she began tugging his arm, urging him to follow her into the house. "And it's just as rude to make our host wait, so let's get inside. It's not like you to move so slow, Flash." She threw a teasing smile over her shoulder at him.
Barry could feel some of his worries melt away at the sight of her smile.
Once they reached the door, she looked at him with a raised eyebrow, obviously waiting for him to knock. Barry took a deep breath and rang the bell.
There was silence for a couple of moments, and Barry considered knocking, but before he could decide, the door opened, revealing a frowning Joe, who was wiping his hands with a small towel. He gave Barry an odd look and asked, "Since when do you knock to get in here?"
Caitlin facepalmed while Barry rubbed the back of his neck with a sheepish smile. Joe shook his head before his smile returned. He turned back toward the living room and called over his shoulder, "Well, get in already. You came just in time. The table's set, and the food's hot from the oven. Better dig in before it cools down."
As they walked toward the living room, Caitlin caught Barry's hand again, trying to will some of the tension out of his body.
But all her efforts were in vain once they entered the living room and saw Iris already sitting at the table. When she heard them come in, she turned toward them with a blank expression that quickly turned into a frown when she noticed their joined hands.
With a mental sigh, Barry spoke dryly, "Iris, it's been a while."
Iris seemed to try to control her expression, but she couldn't get rid of the frown as she said, with a small amount of bitterness in her voice, "I wonder why that is, Barry."
"Do you really?" Barry shot back, matching her bitterness. If Iris had no intention of having a civil conversation, neither did he.
Before they could continue, Joe took his seat at the head of the table and said firmly, "Now, now. No arguments before dinner. Eat first, then we'll talk about the elephant in the room."
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Frozen Flashpoint
FanfictionTelling the story of how the events of the series would have changed if Caitlin Snow had been the one to talk to Barry after the defeat of Zoom, preventing him from creating Flashpoint and foiling the plans of a certain someone who isn't too happy a...
