And I'll Be Me

F I F T E E N

"Someday?" He asked.

"Someday." I smiled.
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Barry and I had promised each other we would eventually be together the way we wanted to be. After our conversation last week, we've hardly talked. Everyone else in Team Flash has felt the tension as well. But I was determined to eliminate the problem, because when teammates fight, it weakens the teams trust. That allows opportunities for the enemy to wedge a brick between us. We can't allow it.

Barry was in the training room, he was obviously pissed.

I walked in behind him, slow and cautious.

"Barry? Everything okay?" I asked.

He looked at me, pain in his eyes. It's like all he can think about is the pain.

"No." He turned around, punching the punching bag so hard that there was huge hole, and all of its contents fell out.

"Why won't you look at me anymore?" I started to tear up. I wasn't trying to cry, I was trying not too. I didn't want to make him feel guilty, but I accidentally did.

"You know why." He ran his hands over his face, and then he looked up at the ceiling. "I can't stand this."

"What?" I said confused, my voice cracking.

"Us. I can't stand us." He looked at me. "I don't like us being apart. I know it was a rough start.. but I still can't stand this. That's why I can't look at you." Tears fell down his face.

"Barry." I said as I started to cry as well. I hugged him tighter than I ever have. "I love you, and I know it's hard. Just a little time. That's all I need."

Barry nodded as he stuffed his face in my shoulder. "I love you." He whispered lightly.

Someone coughed in the distance.

"Sorry to interrupt, but uh, we have a meta human alert." Cisco stood in the doorway. "That means we need you two to um.. yeah. Do your thing." Cisco looked at us awkwardly before exiting the room.

Barry and I quickly changed into our suits, and listened to Cisco explain the meta human.

"Well, this guy isn't a meta. Actually, he just freezes things." Cisco started.

"If he's not a Meta, then how does he freeze things?" I asked curiously.

Cisco froze, staring at the wall.

Dr. Wells leaned forward in his chair.

"Ramon, Do you know something?" Dr. Wells spoke.

"I.." Cisco look at the ground. "I made the gun."

"Cisco?" Barry spoke, both astonished and hurt. He stepped forward, towards Cisco. "Why would you make something like that? That thing can kill me!"

"That's the point!" Cisco half yelled, stepping away from him. "If you went rouge.. or something.. we would need a way to stop you." Cisco looked like he was on the verge of tears, but fought them back.

"So you don't trust me?" Barry scoffed, took one look at everyone, and stormed out.

Caitlin stood. I waved her back.

"No, I got it." I said, following him out.

"Hey, slow down." I yelled, running after him.

"Why are you here?" He asked.

"To comfort you."