On her way to the lobby of her apartment, it was strangely silent, for only eight p.m. To rid the scary silence, Parker was singing: "But now that I'm broken.. Now that you know it.. Caught up in the moment.."
Once she made it to the lobby, her singing stopped. As he usually was, the man at the front counter was knocked out, his face smashed against a pile of books.
Parker crossed the lobby to the grid of mailboxes. She unlocked the rectangle that read her name, then grabbed the stack of mail. Flipping through lazily, she answered her ringing phone, pressing her ear to her shoulder to continue sorting the mail.
"Wake up, wake up, wake up," Barry was whispering in the phone.
"What do you need from me?" Parker asked. She found a letter from her little brother and tucked it under her arm to save it.
Barry paused. "You're awake? You looked dead when I left."
"CCPD woke me up, so I went to go get the mail," she paused, interrupted by a yawn. "Do you have anything to do with the passing sirens?"
"Uh, they're probably the clean up crew for a man-shark meta," Barry said casually.
"Not even gonna ask."
"Look, I'm sorry about this, but we can't do our night in," Barry said.
"Of course we can't," Parker muttered, not surprised. "Tonight's breacher is a man-shark? Can we ask Zoom to space out these Breachers? We just had one like four days ago."
"I wish we could ask him to stop in all," Barry sighed. "We took care of the shark.. But this new Breacher you're gonna wanna see."
"Dramatic, I like it. You gonna come here and get me, or should I call a cab?"
"Tomorrow, first thing in the morning, call a cab," Barry said.
"Why not now?" Parker asked.
"I want to question him."
"Barry, I'm not liking this. Can't I come now?"
"I have to make sure he's not dangerous before I let you, and the others, around him. Cab it here tomorrow. I love you," he said. Without a goodbye, he ended the phone call.
Parker walked on to level six hundred the next morning, feeling brighter and better than she had in a long time. (It was most likely because she had the bed to herself.)
Showing off her happy mood, she danced into the Cortex backwards, singing, "Yeah, baby! Squa.." Her impression of Fetty Wap died out, along with her dancing, the second she jumped to face the team. The brightness in her eyes switched to suspicion; her toothy grin turned to a straight face.
Harrison Wells 2.0 stared at Parker. "You're a doppelganger," he said.
Parker hadn't thought too far into it. At that moment, her only concern was the fact that a doppelganger of an evil little bastard was standing in front of her. "Cool," she said. "Let's hope she stays on Earth-2. That's where you're from, right?"
"He's the doppelganger of the man who murdered Barry's mom, and is responsible for both Ronnie and Eddie's death's," Cisco said, trying to make himself understand.
"Yeah, but he's not even the doppelganger of the Dr. Wells we knew, because that Dr. Wells body had been taken over by the Reverse-Flash, who was really Eobard Thawne and Eddie's distant relative from the future," Caitlin said.
Parker shook her head, trying to knock herself into the zone. She lived through that, and still found it confusing when said out loud.
"Yeah, I didn't follow that," Wells muttered. "I am my own man. I had nothing to do with the murder of your mother, or your friend Ricky."
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Within Seconds: Sylas & Allen
Fanfiction[based on season two of The Flash] || book two of three || Six months after Barry's failure to change the timeline and save his mother, Team Flash is struggling to fall back into action. When relentless meta-human's from Earth-2 threaten Central Cit...
