Daughter of The Flash

007. POWER OUTAGE

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EVERYONE HAS THEIR OWN WAY TO DEAL WITH LIFE. Some like to spend time with their friends, some in a hobby, others in quiet places and others have none. For Bella it was multiple ways whether it involved music, drawing, reading a book or simply spending time with Cisco, Caitlin, Iris, Joe, Barry or even Wells.

Yet in some crazy way she liked to be a shadow watching and observing other people. She could notice the smallest of details in many ways and would write them down in one of her leather notebooks Iris gave her with a lock on it, hanging the key in her necklace.

For example, she knew that Barry liked or even loved his superspeed to a whole new level. One where he would use it at every chance he could, whether it was for a personal everyday thing or stopping a bad guy. But the problem was he depended way too much in it, and while his intentions were good he started becoming cockier.

"Where's Barry? He's late." Asked Wells entering the small room Caitlin, Cisco and Bella were waiting in.

"Late is kind of his signature move." Answered Caitlin.

"For someone with superspeed, he sure does have a problem with being on time." Added Bella not taking her eyes off her sketch.

"Hey, you guys want to see my signature move?" Asked Cisco a smirk crawling to his face.

A gust of wind is felt across the room. Without even looking they all know it was Barry leaning on the side of the entrance a cup of coffee on his hand.

"Sorry, guys, I got a little held up. You had to be there." He tried to explain and act serious but the energetic feeling inside him couldn't be controlled.

"I'm gonna need a moment or two alone with Barry." Spoke Wells a serious and tired look on his face.

Walking out Caitlin goes off towards her own stuff with Bella and Cisco last.

"Ooh, you're in trouble." Said Cisco pointing at Barry while walking backward as Bella grabs him from the back of his shirt and pulls him.

Leaving both Barry and Wells to discuss Cisco turned back around and followed Bella to the main room. He went and sat in a chair while Bella sat in her own grabbing her guitar and playing some random tune.

"Who taught you to play like that?" Asked Cisco.

"My mom." Answered Bella looking down at her guitar a faraway look in her eyes and the tune becoming softer.

"She was really good and singing, dancing, playing instruments, drawings. And even if she wasn't good at cooking or being a mom she became Martha Stuart and taught me a bit." She explained grabbing the necklace from around her neck with the two silver rings, and one silver key for her leather notebook.

"Who taught you all that computer and mechanic stuff?" She then asked.

"First of all, everyone knows that Mexican men are more skilled and likely to known mechanics." Started out Cisco.

"Growing up I was under the shadow of my brother, Dante. He would always the best, the center of attention, the boy to be proud of and brag about being related, good looks. While I was more of looked down on and had to figure out stuff on my own. When I came to work at S.T.A.R Labs my family wasn't so happy about it either." He added looking down a bit.