The Flash Imagines

Second Chances

Summary: Zoom sends you to World 1, knowing that The Flash had been involved with your doppelgänger, hoping that you would be enough to distract him from his next attack.

Warning: Mentions of death
Timeline: Around the middle of S2

Barry felt like there was trouble everywhere he turned. It was like wherever he went, he could feel at least one pair of eyes burning into him.

It was like he couldn't trust anyone since it was impossible to tell someone apart from their doppelgänger. After the whole encounter with Dr. Light, he had realized just how dangerous this issue could become.

He thought it would be impossible to imprison someone if there were to look exactly like someone he knew. He could not imagine locking up Cisco's doppelgänger or Iris' or anyone who be personally knew. Seeing someone he loved—though everyone knew it wasn't actually them it would still look like them and that would be weird—locked up in prison was too much to handle. He had already spent too much time visiting his father in prison and he assumed if he were to see Henry's double locked up would arise some unwanted emotions again.

And if there was one person he was never expecting to see again, it would definitely be you. Standing only twenty feet away, he froze as he watched you wander alone on the street.

A cruel flashback appeared in his mind of this being exactly how it was when he first met you. The sun setting, him just getting out of work as he decided to stop and check up on Iris at her job when he noticed an unknown girl wandering around.

People didn't wander in Central City. There wasn't much here to see so there wasn't much to wander off to, so Barry had instantly become intrigued by you. Visitors were rare in Central City so it was reasonable that you had first caught his attention.

His heart ached when he snapped out of the daydream. Was he hallucinating? Or was the world just playing some cruel trick on him and making him regret his actions? Part of him thought that maybe he had somehow ran back in time and undid his past mistakes without him being aware of it, but he always remembered those alternate timelines. This situation was too parallel to your first meeting to be a coincidence. Something sketchy was happening.

Was this the second chance he had been praying for since the accident? If he ignored this would he lose his second chance? He wasn't willing to risk this passing him by.

In that moment, Barry decided that if this was some kind of joke, at least he'd be able to spend another moment with you. Even if it was just a dream he would still be able to apologize to you, something he hadn't had the chance to do previously. Either it would be a second chance or some closure.

"Excuse me, miss?" He opted for the clueless introduction, as if he didn't know anything about you. As if he was asked what you favorite book was, he wouldn't be able to explain what it was and why. As if he had known nothing about your weekly, mandatory Saturday night reality TV marathons. As if he couldn't tell you where you two shared your first kiss or where you were when he asked you to move in with him. He was going to do this the same as the first time—though he still wasn't sure if this was the universe repaying him for all his good deeds or a twisted joke meant to break him apart all over again.

You lifted your head to get a better look at the man talking to you and you froze. Nothing made sense anymore.

"Are you lost or are you just counting at the cracks in the sidewalk?" He let out a relieved sigh when he saw you laugh lightly at his awful joke. It was the same joke from last time and though Barry remembered you telling him at your engagement party about how cheesy you had thought that was and only laughed in pity, his heart began to believe that this was his second chance. He could fix it all. He would fix it all.