Catastrophe-2

Can We Handle Reality?

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"What did you just say?" I ask Barry in disbelief. "Did you..."

"In Flashpoint I couldn't find you in Central City so I went to Gotham needing to find you and see what all had changed. I went to your house expecting to find you but you weren't there." Barry explains to me.

"But my father was?" I ask and he nods his head.

"I know this is a lot but...I know I can't bring your parents back to you and give you the childhood you deserved but..." Barry hands me an envelope.

"What's this?" I ask him.

"It's a letter that your dad wrote to you. I have one for your brother too if...for when he comes back." Barry holds up the other letter. "I know you didn't know him but...this might bring you some comfort."

"Why have you...why give it to me now?" I ask Barry with tears in my eyes.

"I wanted to tell you right after I came back from Flashpoint but so much was changed that I didn't know what to do. I...then when things were getting better I wanted to save this for you as a wedding present. But then..."

"You went into the Speed Force." I finish for Barry and he nods his head.

"Now that I have another chance at a life with you. I don't want to waste it. I...there's no better time than now to know how much your dad loved you." Barry kisses the top of my head. "I'm going to give you a moment." I nod my head as my hands shake. I slowly open the letter not knowing what I'm going to read.

To my darling Anna Martha Wayne,

Your mother never got to hold you or tell you how much she loves you. I never got to witness the wonderful woman you grew up to be. But I know you are an extraordinary person who will make a difference in the world.

There's only one thing I know about life. I know some things happen by chance, and some things happen because we make them happen.

Barry Allen was a man haunted by his past. But when he became The Flash, he left his ghosts behind. He found love. A family. Friends.

Barry thought yesterday was behind him...but somebody wouldn't let him escape it.

When Barry came to me for help, I turned him away. I'm not the hero of this story. I'm a man who's been corrupted by his own unbearable pain.

I'm a man who has too much blood on his hands to be called good. I'm a man who had nothing to live for...until the day I met The Flash.

The first time I met Barry Allen, I nearly killed him. Like I said, I'm not the hero of this story. 

I don't know what life has done to you or what you have faced but I can tell you this. Choose happiness whenever it comes your way.

I know I only met Barry for a short amount of time, but if I were ever to picture a partner for you. He exceeded all my expectations.

He has known struggle as I assume you have and he still finds the light in a world full of darkness.

My darling Anna, I cannot be there to watch you grow and have a family of your own. But I can give you my best wishes and tell you that your mother and I would have been so proud of you and Bruce.

Love your father Thomas Wayne.

I'm uncontrollably sobbing now but I can't tell if it's tears of happiness or pain but sometimes those feel the same.