Mine

Chapter Eight

Three years later

"We got her, Felicity." Barry assured Felicity. "Go, enjoy your vacation in Greece with your boyfriend."

Felicity hesitated, as much as she wanted to enjoy her vacation with Oliver, this was going to be the first time she would be leaving Rosie alone since she was born.

Rosie was playing with Caitlin's necklace.

"Felicity," Barry said, practically pushing Felicity to the door. "Go."

"Please call me." Felicity begged softly.

"We will, but we won't need to because we've got her." Barry said.

Nodding her head, Felicity took a deep breath and made her way out the door with Oliver.

Nyssa walked in carrying her and Sara's son Xander, the almost three year old sucking on his thumb.

"God, I never thought she'd leave." Caitlin said, tickling Rosie.

Rosie instantly squealed, trying to reach for Barry.

"Where's Sara?" Nyssa asked, shifting her son.

"In the shower." Barry said.

Nyssa sighed softly. "Again?"

"Rosie threw up on her." Caitlin said.

Nodding her head, Nyssa just headed back toward her room.

"What's going on with them?" Caitlin asked, looking at Barry.

The speedy vampire sighed. "They've been fighting more because Nyssa almost always has Xander."

"Oh." Caitlin frowned.

Nodding, Barry turned his attention toward Rosie who was reaching for him.

"Eat!" The little girl squealed.

"Hungry?" Barry asked.

Nodding her head, the little girl looked up, her baby fangs popping out.

Barry glanced at Caitlin and took Rosie to the kitchen to get her some blood.

The three year old instantly began drinking from the sippy cup.

Barry smiled softly and rubbed her back. He thought Oliver and Felicity were so lucky to have Rosie. He wanted to have a baby with Caitlin, but didn't know if she was ready. He knew she definitely wasn't ready to be a vampire and he would not inflict that on her if it wasn't what she wanted.

Rosie lay her head on his shoulder as she continued drinking from the cup. It was almost empty and she was becoming tired.

Barry kissed Rosie's head softly.

The three year old was sound asleep in minutes.

Barry carried her to the guest room where he had helped Oliver set up her crib and lay her in it.

A few minutes later, Caitlin walked in and smiled softly. "She's so cute when she sleeps."

"She's cute all the time." Barry said.

"She really is." Caitlin responded softly. "I want one someday."

Barry turned his head to look at her. "What?"

The redhead smiled softly. "I want to start a family with you."

A goofy wide smile crossed Barry's face. "Really?"

"Really." Caitlin responded softly.

"But not yet," Barry said.

The redhead tilted her head to the side. "I mean, you don't have to wear a condom anymore. If I get pregnant I get pregnant."