92...Mate eyes...

He was furious and I was dying.

Yes, Barry was furious. His eyes were ferocious, illuminated with fire that could burn anyone real bad. He looked like a killer at that moment. Even in my dying state, my heart was swelling at the thought of Barry killing for me, breaking rules for me, but at the same time, my brain was pounding, my heart beating in fear that Barry was about to go rogue for me and I didn't want that.

It was enough that he went against his father for me and felt guilty for the heart attack he never caused.

"Barry" I called his name weakly, falling to the ground and shutting my eyes.

'Just hold on for me, Princess' He said to me in a mind link.

I made a low mournful sound, holding my stomach, lying on the ground, with my eyes still closed as I was too weak to get them opened but my other senses were still active.

Barry and Pete came to a wordless agreement to teach the rogues a lesson for doing what they did to me.