I'm Having These Weird Dreams •The Flash/Barry Allen•

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I remember the twinkle of lies he had in his eyes. I remember him telling me he knew absolutely nothing about my parents. I remember him in all his damned glory, fighting all three of them. I didn't fight. I couldn't.
I also remember when Eddie shot himself, and the sound of the gunshot echoed all around, syncing with the thundering of my heart.

I remember Iris' shrilled scream and Barry's pained yell.
He didn't dare tell me anything he knew about my parents. Why?

I sit silently, my arms resting still on the arms of the chair. My gaze is set on the man with the blonde hair, his jaw is set and he types furiously into the computer.

For some odd reason, I trust him. I trust his words and I trust what he does. To the some of us, he is only but an asset, but he is much more than that. I shift my gaze, looking back at my computer, just as Wally, Joe and Barry walk in. "She was amazing! She barely drew anything and she knew who he was! Dad kinda froze", exclaims Wally, his hands waving dramatically. Barry chuckles," Sounds like you like her Wally"

I grin," Someone got a little crush? Weren't you out and about with Jesse Quick a few weeks ago?"   Wally's smile fades," Yeah well she's a universe away. Even the quickest man on Earth couldn't wait that long. Right?"

Joe shakes his head," Son, relax a little, you have time on your hands, and I'd suggest getting to know her first", he then walks out of the room, probably to go back to the Police Department. Barry does a double take in the centre on the room," Hold on did you say quickest?" 

Julian looks up from his computer," Well he's already reached Mach-"

I laugh," Oh but Julian, no one can ever be as fast as the one and only Flash right? He has to be the best" Julian and Wally grin. "Oops?", I giggle, while Barry playfully scoffs at me. 

"Well less fun for now", says Roy, walking in with Cisco," We may have gotten rid of Savitar for now, but we need to find a way to save Iris' future, and so far, we have no good ideas."

My mind clicks," I might have one. What if we vibe to the future? I mean-" 

"You mean what?", snaps Roy," It's impossible!"

 I look at Cisco, who's tapping his chin," You know Roy, we could try to do that, what do we have to lose now? It's plausible", he states. Roy rolls his eyes and marches out of the room. 

"What's with him?", asks Wally, his eyebrows twitching. Barry cocks his head," I think he's still mad at Gabriella, but doesn't want to forgive her. It's okay right? You're okay?", he asks me.

"Of course", I lie," It just hurts every once in a while." Barry nods, then frowns, probably remembering what I'd said months ago.

"It's barely been three weeks, and you've already inwardly confessed your dying love for him?" 

"I don't know. It just feels right", I reply, waiting for Barry's genuine reaction. "What do you think?" His hand lifts from his mug and reaches his hair," I know what I felt for Iris, and somehow, I feel like you feel that too. You don't seem to express it, but you do. Don't you?"

"Yes."

Barry looks at me questioningly one last time, and then follows Cisco out of the room. Wally stays behind, and begins to babble on about this girl with red hair and weird eyes who took seconds to solve an issue. If only we had someone like her on our team, someone needs to solve our ever growing issues that never stop flooding in.

"Do you know what this is Gabriella?"

"No, Dr.Wells."

"You have a guess, I presume?"

"Not a clue."

"This, this is your very power. Your very emotion that we have captured every single time you've used your powers."

"Why do you have this?", I'd asked, my heart thumping in my chest.

He stops in his wheelchair, swivelling around and almost glaring at me, then he quickly says," For safety of course", he turns back around. Safety? It couldn't make any sense.  My safety couldn't matter that much. I'd only been here  two months. 

It didn't occur to me then. He didn't care about my safety. He didn't care about my life. It was the memories. All of my life, he knew my strengths, my weaknesses. He knew of the life I lead here, but he didn't there. He knew every single thing about me. I felt insecure, I felt open. Like I wasn't me for me anymore. Like he knew me better than me. What could I do then? How could I have my revenge neutralised when he didn't exist?  

So when I saw him more than a year later, in a whole different universe, scoffing at me, not spilling a word about why he killed my parents, I felt like I owed him death. It made me feel sick, raw and emotionless.

Why'd he do it? Why he have them, accidentally slaughtered to death, crawling out of their car, swallowed by pain, listening to him talking about a future me?

If he wanted me out of the future that bad, why didn't he just kill me?

"Hey."

The metal walls are cold and the railings are warm. He stands there, back facing me, his dark hair glistening against the cold bright white lights. He doesn't answer, but I'm sure he's heard me. He jumped ever so slightly when I spoke, even though my voice was barely a whisper.

"What're you working on?"

He doesn't look at me. "I'm just helping out on the mechanism we need to help vibe Cisco and Barry into the future."

"You can look at me you know."

He shakes his head, chuckling, still away from me. He foot taps against the floor, the sound bouncing off the walls in the room. Then he speaks.

"If I do, then I'll know what Cisco showed me was true."

Hi. It's been quite a while since I've last spoken to you guys, and it's time I finally tell you what my plan has been for this book. It's been almost two years now, and I just don't think Gabriella can go on much longer. She is a person of her own now, she doesn't need my help to live anymore. So, I'm gonna end this book. It's reaching there, but I don't know when exactly it'll end.

The good news though, is that I'm gonna have a sequel! It's different, and odd because it's been a while that I've tried to write any Flash fic that's not from Gabriella's point of view. 

If it doesn't work out, it's okay, it'll have been a good run, and I'll have enjoyed writing this.

XOXO,

Lexi.