Believe in the Impossible ϟ The Flash

Chapter 18: The Family Business

"Alright," Barry said as he pulled down the map and slid it up to reveal the board. "This is everything that we know about Harrison Wells, which is actually not a lot." I stared at the board. Now, instead of being covered in evidence for Barry's mom's case, is was now covered in everything we could get on Wells.

"Didn't you read a whole book about him?" Joe asked as he took a seat in front of the board. I had my hands on the edge of the desk; leaning forward to look more closely at it.

Barry threw has hands in the air, "Yeah, 600 pages, and the big takeaway is, he's enigmatic."

"Your mom was killed by a speedster. Wells' machine turned you into a speedster. That's way too many coincidences for this old cop," Joe said as Barry rubbed his face and took the other seat in front of me.

"He wanted you to become The Flash," I added, not taking my eyes off the board. "Bringing you to S.T.A.R. Labs when you were in a coma, the suit, the training. Didn't he say once that he needed more speed from you?"

"Yeah, but why?" Barry asked.

"But he wants something from you, Barry," Joe replied as he got up from his chair. "We just need to figure out what it is."

Barry got riled up, "Well, let's go get him then. Let's get some answers."

"We can't do that now as much as we might want to," Joe told him. Barry turned his chair around to face me.

"Rose, you had your suspicions about Wells from the very beginning. You thought that he might be the Man in Yellow."

"And the only evidence we have is two blood samples from that night," I answered. "One is yours and the other one could be Wells, but it isn't like we can ask him for a blood sample. Plus what if the blood isn't his?"

"Then he's not the Reverse-Flash, but you think that he knows what happened that night. He may have the key to getting my dad out of prison."

Joe added, "Whatever Wells wants from you, it started 15 years ago. He's been patient. Scary patient. You gotta listen to me on this. We have to be just as patient."

"And subtle," Barry looked over at me as I hopped off the table to join the boys over by the board. "I know you're angry and upset, but you are not going to let your emotions show. Don't let him catch a whiff of what is going on until we can figure this thing out. Otherwise, it will blow up in our faces." As if the world wanted to add dramatic effect, the sound of bombs going off came from a distance. The three of us ran to the window and took a look outside. The park several blocks away had black smoke rising from it. Barry and I went off to change.

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I landed in the middle of the field next to the playground. I heard someone yelling as I raised my hands to the sky. Small yellow packages with black ribbons were slowly drifting down on red parachutes. I sent blast after blast at them until all of them had exploded safely midair. I looked behind me to see Barry reuniting a kid with his father. Barry looked back at me with a nod. I sent one back and got out of there.

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"Tricked ya. Look who's back. My tricks. My treat. But I'll give you something good to eat. Today's special. A city in ashes. The Trickster proudly welcomes you all to the new disorder," the guy in the diamond shaped mask finished with a smile.

I rolled my eyes, "Looks like this one is bat crap crazy."

"Yeah," Cisco agreed. "Talking in the third person. That's never a good sign." Caitlin looked at Cisco.