The Allen Family | Barry and Elena are married. They have a whole life to spend together, but all of a sudden their future daughter Hope Allen came unexpected into their lives. Hope didn't come to the past without a reason, she's trying to save her...
Chapter 9:Thanksgiving - A simple day with my family
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Elena's POV:
It was early in the morning and we were home. Joe and Iris visited us. I just came back from the grocery store. I had the bags, flowers and even a ballon with butterflyes on it in my hands. I was on my way to the kitchen when I saw Joe hugging Barry from behind and they laughed just like Hope did. I smiled and put everything on the kitchen desk.
Barry noticed me and said "Oh, hey. There you are! I could have help you."
I shaked my head and responded "It's okay. I got everything."
Barry nodded and stood up from the couch. Joe and Iris greeted me and I greeted them back. Barry came to me and gave me a kiss on the lips. Then he looked at the stuff that I buyed from the grocery store.
"A ballon with butterflies?" he asked and was confused.
"There wasn't a trukey ballon, okay?! And butterflies are cute."
Barry nodded and replied "So, cute."
I smiled at him because I knew he just had made fun of me. Hope came to us and looked at the ballon "Butterflies?"
"They are cute." Barry responded to Hope's question.
"Okay, enough of the ballon!" I put the ballon to the side. Barry and Hope looked at each other and laughed. Sometimes I forget how similar these two are.
"Hope get ready we are going now." I said to her.
"Where are you going?" Barry asked and I answered "We are going to Jitters and drink some Thanksgiving coffee."
"Without me?"
"Yeah, sorry, dad." Hope tapped on Barry's left shoulder and went to get her Jacket.
"Yeah, some Mother - Daughter time and Caitlin will come by later to help you with the food."
"Okay." Barry nodded.
Barry's POV:
Caitlin and I are about to make the food for tonight.
"Careful." Caitlin said to me and I responded in a whisper "I know, I know."
"This is a critical time."
"Okay."
"Steady hands."
"Yeah." I was so nervous and Caitlin didn't help me with that. I was done with what I was doing and shaked my head.
"Call time of death." We both looked down at the apple pies. Caitlin's pie was better looking than mine.
"It's okay. It's a pie. It's not supposed to be a piece of cake." She pressed softly her lips and smiled.
