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"Barry- It's fine. I can do it." I insisted, pecking his lips, admiring how extra caring he was being since I got injured. It was nothing, because I could do things on my own.

He lightly shook his head, setting the book I was reading previously down on the coffee table, grabbing the leftover Chinese take out from last night, reheating it for me, sitting back down on the couch next to me, refusing to let me do anything myself, handing me the foam container.

"Barry- the wound already healed." I told him, referring to the bullet wound I had a while ago, that was slightly scarred but healed.

"Honey- warming up take out for you isn't anything." He kisses my cheek, as I roll my eyes playfully.

"I'm going back to work tomorrow. I can do things like this by myself." I complain lightly, propping a piece of chicken in my mouth.

"Mmm-" He wraps his arms around me and leans his head against my shoulder, "Lets not talk about that right now, and let me do everything."

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My heels clicked as I walked into Barry and Julian's shared lab, dressed in a dark green blouse that was tucked into black jeans that had a rip or two here and there, my badge and holster attached to my belt, my hair straight, as I held a file folder in my hand, bringing this information in to them for Cecile Horton.

Barry's head immediately snapped in my direction at the sound of my footsteps, a smile forming on his lips, "Detective- hey."

"Hi, Barry-" I smile lightly, pressing a peck to his lips, looking at Julian, "Julian." I nod towards him in a small greeting.

"Morning-" He fixes his tie, as Barry got up for his seat, my eyes landing on another husk.

"Another?" I look at the both of them, Barry giving me a small nod, "Yeah- number six. We found it last night."

"Well-" I open the folder, double checking the papers inside of it, my eyes scanning through the words before closing it, handing Barry the folder, "This should come as a welcome surprise. You've been reassigned as meta-human crime scene investigation full time."

"Full time?" Julian questions quick.

"Yeah, full time." I nod, looking at Barry, "We're pouring all the resources we can to figure out this husk problem. Especially- since the last one turned out to be The Rival. Any questions or concerns, you guys can direct that to Judge Hankerson, alright?"

"All right." Julian nods, turning around, returning back to his work.

"Thank you." Barry sets the folder down, kissing my cheek.

I hum in response, walking towards the door, pausing once I heard Joe and Cecile speaking. Barry's eyes furrow in confusion as he comes by me, starting to listen in also, his eyes slightly widening in excitement.

We heard footsteps, causing us to jump away from the door, Barry turning and pretending to look through some chemicals on a shelf, as I clear my throat, starting to leave the room as I was once was doing.

Joe walks in, grabbing my arm, stopping me from leaving, immediately spinning me around, "No- I need you in here."

I lose my balance due to how fast the spin was, a small 'oh' leaving my mouth as I start to fall forward, Barry being quick to catch me before I fall any further.

My face was shoved into his chest, as I took in his scent, a smile forming on my lips as I pull away, standing up straight next to Barry, clearing my throat as my eyes land on Joe, a grin playing at my lips.

The similar grin I wore crossed Barry's lips also, as Joe gave us both a look, "What?"

"Yo- is that what I think it was? You asked her to the movie night with us?" Barry questions instantly. "That's awesome. When did you do that- how did you do it?"

"As much as I'd like to gossip with you two, like a teenager-" Joe starts, his voice hushed as we all kept the conversation at a volume for only us to hear.

"Oh my god- he's actually going on a date-" I look at Barry, my hands on his chest, my smile turning into a small pout, the excitement in me not fading, "The man's still got it in him."

"I know-" Barry imitates my expression, wrapping a arm around me, feeling the same amount of excitement as I was.

"Guys-" Joe caught our attention, "There's something I really need to talk to you two about."

"What is it?" My mood goes serious, my arms crossing, as I leant into Barry's side.

"Wally. He's been having dreams. Saving people, becoming a speedster. He's been calling himself Kid Flash." Joe explained.

"Kid Flash? He said that name- specifically?" Barry clarifies.

"That's-" I look between the two of them, "-not good is it?"

"He's in trouble, isn't he?" Joe asks.

"If Wally's having dreams of being Kid Flash, then he's in trouble, but don't worry. I'll figure it out." Barry reassures Joe.

"I'll see you later." Joe nods slow, before walking back downstairs.

I look up at Barry, "Can you figure something out? I mean, it's not like you can stop the dreams- or stop Alchemy from getting to him. I mean- the man's almost invisible. Remember when he killed Clariss?"

"I'll figure it out, honey." He grabs my wrists, planting a short kiss on my lips, reassuring me also, no matter my doubts.

-

Wally was upset with all of us. He argued back quick when Barry tried to explain what happened in Flashpoint and how getting excited over this wasn't a good idea, how Wally was actually in trouble. Wally had called Joe out about not trusting him, everything just going downhill.

I walked through the streets in the dark, playing with the hair tie on my wrist as I was making my way to my apartment. I had decided to walk today, without realizing I would end up staying later than I usually would.

I halt slowly, the sound of footsteps following me in the empty street. The footsteps stop as I do causing me to lightly shake my head, thinking that I was just hearing things. I start to walk once more, before I felt a pinch in my neck, my hand touching where I felt the pain, my eyes landing on a tranq dart.

A small breath leaves my mouth as I fell, completely passing out.

-

A small sigh left my mouth, due to the pain of being thrown on a hard floor completely passed out, my eyes slowly opening, meeting a bright light above me. I slowly sat up, running a hand through my slightly messy hair, looking around, seeing that I was in a glass cage. Something like what Barry and I were trapped in on Earth Two.

I was somewhere completely pitch black, the only light coming from the one above my cage. I stood up quick, trying to use my meta abilities to get out of the cage, but they wouldn't work. Which showed me there was a dampening in this cage, and whoever had taken me, knew I was a meta.

I let out a loud huff, kicking the glass, "Well- whoever you are. Just come out already. I have a few guesses."

Footsteps sounded, as they came closer to me, revealing the one and only Peter Youree, in the faint lighting that went through my cage.