Primrose Path (A Harry Wells x Reader Insert)

Chapter 42: Epilogue

A/N: Thank you to everyone who has read our labour of love to the very end. My co-authors and I have loved writing this story and are so thrilled to have been able to share it with you all. Thank you to the new folks who have just found Primrose Path and of course to the Readers who have been with us since Chapter 1. We've loved and appreciated every comment and kudo. Much love!! <3

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~Seven years later~

"Mommy, Daddy! Wose kicked sand in my fwace again!"

"Rose, bud, play nicely with your brother," Harry says as his daughter gives him her best look of feigned innocence. He's still never been able to resist that look.

Rowan, your five year old, seeks you out for hugs - something that never fails to cheer him back up.

"Rose, what do you have to say to your brother?" you ask her. Rose looks down at the sand and pretends to be enthralled with burying her feet underneath it.

"Sorry, Ro."

"S'okay, Wo."

"Those are my babies," you say proudly.

"I'm not a baby!" Rose protests, "I'm seven!"

Harry chuckles and drags her to his lap. "What your mother meant to say," he explains, "is that she's proud of her well-mannered children." Rose nods thoughtfully, but then becomes distracted by something on her father's skin. Her small fingers draw over the pattern of the dark blue rose that Harry had inked onto the left side of his chest shortly after his second daughter had been born. She reads out the words in cursive handwriting that make up the stem and leaves of the flower: your name and all three of the children. Harry encourages her until she moves onto something else that catches her attention.

"Mommy?" she says in her curious 'scientist' voice. "Me and Rowan were wondering why you and Daddy have the same little circle mark?"

Harry freezes at his youngest daughter's question. Still, you manage to come up with an excuse, explaining to her that the matching bullet scars on your shoulder and Harry's chest she's referring to are really something called 'soulmate marks.'

They're far too young to know the truth of the events from your past from when you lived in Central City. Jesse gives you two a worried look from where she sits on her towel because these two are budding little geniuses. It won't be long until they figure out how scars like that come about... But until then, you will do your best to prolong their innocence.

Harry has tended to use your pasts as bedtime stories for the little ones, with them not knowing that what he tells them is actually true. You and Harry have vowed that when they're old enough to understand, you'll tell them everything about what you've been through.

Plenty has changed in the seven years since leaving Central City. You and your husband left your home in the city for a smaller, cozier home in a much smaller town. With no one there knowing your business or your pasts, it felt like the perfect new beginning - the perfect place to start up a new shop, slow down, and raise your family away from all the chaos.

Harry handed over everything to Barry before the move. S.T.A.R. Labs and everything conducted within those walls now belonged to the Speedster. He was the Boss now, and what he decided to do with the business was up to him. Ultimately, Barry made a drastic change to the business.

He disbanded it.

What happened was, with the help of the incomparable Cecile Horton, the team managed to take the matter of the illegal metacine to court. In the end, the government passed a bill that resulted in many more legal methods for citizens afflicted with unwanted meta-powers to obtain the cure.

What were Barry and the gang up to now?

They continue to make Central City a better and safer place, just in a different way. Now, your friends are regarded as heroes and are celebrated by everyone. They call themselves Team Flash, but they will always be the Inner Circle to you.

You both still keep in touch every so often with the gang. They've come to visit your family during the holidays, and Cisco still calls once and while to bounce technical engineering ideas off of Harry.

You let your restless son run off into the shallow waves, as Rose gets up to tag along.

"I'll go watch them," Jesse offers, getting up to follow her brother and sister. Harry shifts down closer beside you, putting his arm around you and watching all of his children playing and laughing together. Your man slowly pulls you between his legs, his hands running over your exposed stomach and kissing your shoulders.

"Harry, no! Bad Harry!" you chastise him. "They're right there!"

"I wasn't doing anything!" he defends himself. You turn around and give him a doubtful look. Yeah, how very unlikely.

"But maybe tonight we could...?" you suggest.

"I'd like that," he says with a smirk and gives you a lingering kiss.

"Eww, that's gross!" Rowan says, appearing at your side, looking disgusted at his parents' kiss. You giggle when you pull away from Harry and take Rowan in your arms to dry him off only to tickle the living daylights out of him. Jesse and Rose return from their frolic in the sand and Rose instantly goes to Harry, hugging him tightly. Rowan finally stops giggling.

"My turn!" Rowan's eyes light up at Jesse, wanting to be chased too. You can see in her own eyes that she loves her baby siblings so much. She would do whatever she could to see them smile. Jesse knows now that she should never have worried about Harry and you having a family all those years ago because you all include her in everything. One big happy family.

You decide to get up and stretch your legs a bit, maybe get your feet a little wet. Harry follows, and you hold his hand in your short walk. It's a good thing Harry kept the villa in Fiji with the long stretch beach because now you can monitor your young ones easily. It's the perfect place for a family getaway.

"I remember standing on this beach and asking you to have a family with me..." Harry says gently as you smile at him, "and now look."

"They're extraordinary," you reply, squeezing his hand.

"You're extraordinary."

You lean up to kiss him and his arms instinctively go around you. "I found this for you," he adds, holding out to you an apple blossom in his hand. You smile serenely up at Harry, knowing full well one of the virtues that apple blossoms symbolize.

Peace.