Catching Up || Barry Allen [2]

16| New Mysteries*

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I was sitting on the couch flipping through one of Caitlin's magazines until a giant basket filled with a variety of yarns was dropped at my feet. "What's this?" I asked Caitlin as she took a seat next to me with a pair of knitting needles in her hands.

"What does it look like to you?" She asked me as she picked up a ball of yarn from the pile.

"I didn't know you could knit." I told her as she began her work.

"I only do it when I'm stressed." She muttered trying to concentrate.

I picked up one of the balls of yarn wondering where she got so many from. "Okay, but why are you stress? I mean we just got rid of Grodd."

"You know Diane I can't really concentrate if you keep asking me questions." Caitlin replied clearly attempting to ignore me.

"Fine." I muttered as I picked up the magazine again. There was a knock on the door and Caitlin and I looked at each other in unison.

"Not it." She exclaimed before me.

"You know I'm reconsidering this whole roommate thing." I told her as I stood up to open the door.

"Oh you know you love having me here." She called out. "I'm clearly the best roommate you have ever had."

Ignoring her I turned back to the door to realize that Barry was standing there with an amused expression. "Hey Barry?" I said making it sound like more of a question. "What are you doing here?"

"I don't know. I guess I just missed the feeling of coming home."

I was slightly confused by his comment but I nodded anyways as I opened the door wider letting him step inside. "You know your always welcome."

"Diane! Barry! You guys might want to see this." Caitlin called from the living room. Barry and I walked into the living room and sat down on the couch in front of the T.V as we froze at what the Breaking News was. "They just kidnapped the Mayor."

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Barry walked into the Cortex the next morning after investigating the crime scene. "So was it a meta?" Cisco asked eagerly.

"I don't think a meta would've used this?" Barry asked as he held up a black arrow, handing it over to me.

"Maybe Cheshire finally showed up?" Caitlin suggested as I began to take a closer look at the arrow.

"It doesn't make any sense she's after me, why would she kidnap that mayor?" I mumbled as I noticed something familiar about the arrow. "That can't be right."

"You might want to be a bit more specific Crock." Wells stated in slight annoyance.

I put the arrow down extremely confused about what with all meant. "Every archer has there own specific way of creating and arrowhead. Meaning that you can identify an archer just by there arrows."

"Your saying you know who this is?"

"I'm saying by the shape and structure of this arrowhead there's only one person it could be. Me." I replied earning an extremely confused look by everyone.

"I'm sorry Diane, but you didn't kidnap the mayor." Caitlin spoke up.

"Of course I didn't." I confirmed picking the arrow up again. "So the question is who was able to replicate my arrows."

Wells cleared his throat gaining everyones attention clearly uncomfortable of something. "I think I know the answer to our little mystery." He stated as he plugged a flash drive into one of the computers, as a bunch of files appeared on the screen. "Meet Tigress, a trained assassin working with Zoom."