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I woke up in the middle of the night to feel a gust of wind enter my room. Immediately I raised up and held out a loaded gun at the direction I'd heard the noise come from. On closer inspection I looked and seen Barry standing there.
I did not let my gun down.
"Show me all of your face before I even think about putting this gun down." I growled out, and, in confusion, Barry turned all the way around in a very slow motion.
"I heard what happened" he said, before I lowered my gun and looked up at him. He was in a grey cut off shirt that said star labs, along with some grey sweatpants.
"Can I ask about the gun?" He said as he walked over closer to me, I swallowed as I remembered everything I needed to tell him.
"I know who savitar is." I said quickly, and Barry immediately moved even closer as he got interested. "It's you Barry. From the future." I told him before biting my lip. I needed to continue.
"No, no way. I've met the me from the future and he wasn't savitar." Barry quickly dismissed the idea. "Besides why would I kill iris?"
"It's a long story but Barry I need you to listen." I sat up on my knees on the bed and grabbed ahold of Barry's shirt, holding him in place somewhat.
"(Y/n) he must have tricked you somehow, I'd never do any of this and it's kinda ridiculous to think that I-" he kept going on and on about how it wasn't him.
"Besides his lightning is blue and my isn't and we aren't the same build his is probably deformed and tall and stronger to wear the suit and-" I don't know what came over me but suddenly I yanked Barry down to me and kissed him. I know what you're thinking, nooo (y/n) you can't do that you love Rory and need to live happily ever after. Whoops.
Barry was shocked at first that I was kissing him, and for a small moment I could've swore he was going to pull away and tell me off. But that didn't happen. Instead he leaned into the kiss. It took a lo in me to pull away from those soft lips, lips I'd dreamt about kissing for months before meeting Rory. Rory.
I pulled away from his lips and looked up into his eyes, oh no...
"Barry I-"
"I shouldn't have-"
"We shouldn't even be-"
"What will I tell iris?"
"That was a mistake"
"Agreed."

Me and Barry looked at each other, still very close together.
"Barry, savitar is you, or sorta you. You do that thing where you make other flashes and he is one of them and he goes off and becomes savitar and to ensure he is made he wants to kill iris." I quickly say to distract both of us again, "and he told me that you are the father Barry" I realized I still had ahold of his shirt, and didn't want to let go until I was sure he was getting it. "I'm not sure we can trust him but-"
"(Y/n)." Barry looked me over again, before shaking his head in confusion, "Katelin did some tests on me, saying that I'm.. uh.. more fertile than the average guy, because im a speedster..." I swallowed and looked down. "There is still of course the chance that it's not mine but..." he seemed to rest his eyes on my stomach.
"More likely than not Rory isn't the dad." I said in what was surprisingly disappointment. I realized at that moment how much I wanted to make Rory happy with this baby.
"I'm so sorry" Barry whispered to me, and I wasn't sure if it was because of the baby, or this kiss. Either way, we both had people to explain things to.

The next morning, I woke up to hear a knocking at my front door, everyday was full of visitors. I never got a moments rest. I was of course still covered with weapons, and didn't trust anything, so I got up and carried my gun to the door, before swinging the door open and looking at who was there.
Rory.

Rory had stopped by unannounced to check up on me, and was quite surprised to find a gun being hidden behind my back.
"Hey I know I'm annoying but I didn't think you'd want to get rid of me." He joked as we sat on the couch, after I started to disarm myself from head to toe. "How are you feeling? Any pains?" He asked and I shrugged him off.
"Not that many of course. Just morning sickness." I finally sat down on the couch and could feel the usual queasiness.
"More so than that time you got sick from drinking so much vodka in one sitting?" He joked with me, which made me laugh. I looked over his handsome face for a moment before cracking another smile.
"It wasn't vodka, it was rum mixed with whatever that crazy family drink of yours is!" I justified myself quickly.
"Either way, it was hilarious"

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