Chapter 2

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~o~

I managed to catch up with Barry after he asked for my computer because it has a better processer.

"That data is very misleading." Barry said as I started getting the computer program going for him.

"You would know all about misleading wouldn't you?" I looked over and saw Oliver and John walk in the room.

"What are you talking about?" Felicity asked.

"He's not from CSI, he's an assistant." Busted Barry. "Who's bosses doesn't know you're in Starling, and there is no similar case in Central City. So tell me, Barry... What are you really doing here?"

Felicity looked at Barry, who let out a sigh. He looked at Felicity and started talking.

"I told you my mom was murdered-"

"By your father." Oliver interrupted.

"He didn't do it." I snapped and Oliver looked at me. Barry backed me up.

"Our father, didn't kill her."

"You said the police didn't find the man who killed her." Felicity said. Barry looked back at her and took another deep  breath.

"The police think they did." Barry said. "Our dad has been serving a life sentence. They didn't believe me."

"About what?"

"I was 11-"

"Barry." I said, hoping he would stop with this.

"One night...Something just came into our house, like a tornado. A blur. Somewhere inside the blur I saw a person. Our dad went to fight it. I tried to get em' when suddenly...I was 20 blocks away from our house. Nobody believed me. They thought I was trying to cover for my father. But what I saw that night, was real. As real as the man that ripped down that metal door with his bare hands. That's why I look into cases like this. Why we look." He motioned to me. "The ones nobody believes are possible. Maybe if we can just make sense of one, we might be able to find out who really killed our mother, and free our dad." He looked back at Oliver. "I'm sorry I lied to you. Better find another plus one." He told Felicity and left.

I just looked down. Barry wanted nothing more than to prove that out dad was innocent. Felicity looked at Oliver.

"He did lie about who he was." Oliver said. Felicity walked over and said something quietly to him before leaving. Oliver looked over at me as I started to pack up.

"Don't worry. You don't need our help anyway." I told him.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"That I followed my brother here to chase some yellow blur he saw as a kid? Doesn't sound crazy at all. I know my father didn't kill my mother, regardless of what Barry saw that night." I grabbed my stuff and walked out of the room.

"Becca please-"

"No. I have to go." Then I left without another word.

~o~

I was in the motel with Barry. We were gathering what we could get from the case before we left Starling when Barry's phone when off.

"Hello? Uh, yeah what's up? Ok. Yeah I will. Ok. Thanks. Text me the address? Cool. Bye." Then he hung up and looked at me. "Did you bring a dress by chance?" Barry asked me.

"Why?"

"That was Oliver. He just invited us to that party. The one Felicity asked me to."

I managed to pack a nice dark blue dress. It was plain, and a little tight but it would work. I wore black heels and curled my hair. Barry and I took a cab and managed to arrive at a decent time.

Felicity looked over at Barry and he looekd down for a moment with his awkward smile.

"Go get her Barry." I said to him and nudged him.

"Yeah. You too Becs." He said motioning to Oliver.

I walked up to Oliver and we walked away from Barry and Felicity.

"Does this mean you forgive us?" I asked him.

"Felicity made me understand your point of view, however crazy it may be."

"Well it's my brother's theory, but," I turned to look at Oliver. "He's never been a liar."

"You believe him?"

"I don't know what I believe. All I know is people would look at my brother like a little kid who wouldn't tell the truth. Who just made up stories so his dad wouldn't go to jail. That's not Barry."

"Well I'm glad you came. You look beautiful." He said and excused himself to quickly go to the bar. He talked with a woman who I reconized from his company. Shortly after he came over with two drinks. "Here you are."

"I, can't, drink." I told him.

"Really? Collage Becca would have never said that." He said and quickly drank one glass and set it aside.

"Well collage Becca doesn't take pills for issues."

"That serious?"

"Yeah. I got really sick, after coming home. Was hospitalized. Then they found my body just wasn't working right. So I'm on a lot of suppliments and stuff."

"I'm sorry."

"Don't be. At least I was able to live collage life before my body decided not to work."

"Would you like water? I mean I don't wanna be rude."

"No I"m fine for right now. Thank you."

"And who might this lovely lady be Oliver?" His mother said walking up to us.

"This is Rebecca Allen. I knew when she was here for collage." Oliver explained.

"Becca." I said holding my hand out for her.

"Moriah." She said shaking it. "So what did you go to school for?"

"I majored in technologies and minored in medical. I work with the police department in Central City."

"Oh wow. That's an interesting field. How is it?"

"It's pretty much me explaining how to use the new high tech equipment to the more older officers."

"I see. I bet that's a joyful time."

"You have no idea." She laughed before excusing herself, leaving Oliver and I alone again.

I spent the evening with Oliver before I decided I should turn in for the night.

"You're welcome to stay here for the night."

"You know I beilve that's what you told me back in collage, oh i don't know how many times." I said a laughed a little.

"I know. But I'm serious."

"I think I'll make sure Barry's ok. Thank you though, Oliver." I started towards the door when I heard Oliver talk again.

"Come visit more." I turned around and smiled at him before nodding my head.

~o~

Barry got ripped into by our boss. Unlike me, who took time off for this, Barry called in sick for a few days. So we were headed back to Central City tonight. I sent a text to Oliver saying I would come visit everyone as soon as I could.

We ran into the train station and Barry asked for the tickets.

"It left ten mintues ago." The man said.

"Of course it did." I said and smacked Barry's arm.

"When is the next one?"

"In the morning." The man said and left. Great.

"Well. Kiss your job goodbye Bar." I said we sat down. Suddenly something hit Barry's neck. "Barry?" I asked getting up when something hit mine. It was sharp and felt like a dart. I started seeing spots until my vision went completely black.

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