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Chapter Six
The End
“What do you have to tell us?” Barry asks, moving so that he can put a reassuring hand on your shoulder. You feel guilty; once you tell him everything he won’t feel the same.
Taking a deep breath, you tell them everything. The document, the predictions, how they all came true. The hardest part was telling them the last sentence and how at the final fight, someone will lose their powers.
“Well, Barry lost his powers once, right? They came back,” Caitlin points out.
“That was because of the meta-human,” Barry counters. “I don’t think this would be the same.”
Caitlin frowns and Cisco is tapping his chin, obviously trying to think of what could be done. Your nervous habit of biting your lip comes back in full force. Barry, as you had assumed, has removed his hand from your shoulder and is pacing back and force through the lab.
“Wait,” Cisco says, stilling his finger over his lip. “The witness said something about the Prophet, right? (Name), what if that’s you?”
You furrow your brows in confusion. Barry has stopped his pacing and Caitlin is looking at you, the gears turning in her head.
“Where were you on the night of the reactor?” she asks.
“I don’t know, what date was that?”
Caitlin tells you the date, and you try to think of where you were. You pull out your phone and check the calendar, scrolling back almost a year. You find that you were traveling by train on that day. You tell them so, and Cisco murmurs something.
“What were you doing on the train?” he inquires. “Anything in particular? Were you reading a book?”
“Yeah, actually,” you say, thinking back to the memory. “It was about a person who had powers, like they could see the future.”
“It’s a stretch, but that might be how you came across this ability,” Caitlin muses. “It’s the only way. But how would he know who you were?”
“When he took me…he said I was special.”
Judging by the reactions of Barry, Caitlin, and Cisco, you hadn’t told them this information before. You continue with the story, how Purple Peril had told you that you were the reason that he knew who The Flash’s real identity was.
You had assumed that he knew from you going on a date with Barry Allen in public and he had followed you in the park. But why was he following you guys? He didn’t know Barry was the Flash before, only after he was ran you guys out of the park and out of danger.
He was following you! That’s how he knew who The Flash was. Because he was already looking into you.
“Oh, my God,” you breathe aloud.
You explain your thought process to everyone in the room and Cisco nods.
“That makes sense,” he agrees. “I have an idea, and I’m not sure if you guys are going to like it.”
He goes through the plan, and after convincing Barry, you all agree. Barry runs ahead, finding Purple Peril easily. Through the com system Cisco established, Barry reports to you guys in the van exactly where to find them. When the van arrives on the scene, Barry is already fighting the man.
The van pulls to a stop on the side of the road just in time for you to see Barry narrowly avoid a laser from the villain’s hands. You cover your mouth with your hand, not wanting to see your boyfriend get hurt.
“(Name), you know what you have to do,” Caitlin murmurs from next to you. “I know it might be scary, but Barry knows what you’re doing and he will protect you.”
You gather your nerves, and open the door to the van. You slide out quietly, closing the door behind you after Cisco and Caitlin wished you luck. In front of you, Barry is punching Purple Peril in the gut before running away in time to avoid the laser shooting towards where he used to be.
Barry turns his head, seeing where you are, and zips to your side. Wrapping his arms around you, he runs in front of the villain and stops. You are face to face with your kidnapper.
“I know something you don’t know,” you taunt. As soon as you’re done speaking, Barry once again runs away from Purple Peril with you by his side. He stops behind a building almost a block away, drops you gently to the ground, and then goes back to the fight.
It had taken a lot of convincing for Barry to be okay with this plan. He, of course, wants to protect you from any and all danger. When Cisco had mentioned placing you as close to danger as humanly possible, Barry had almost left the room to fight Purple Peril all by himself. You had told Barry that you trust him completely, that the only way you would ever go along with a plan like this would be if he were the one able to protect you.
And now, the plan to taunt Purple Peril with the Prophet in order to distract him enough so that Barry could detain him is in full effect. Cisco had been so proud of his plan, so proud that Barry knew it would work.
Every few moments, after landing a few punches on the villain, Barry would run back and hold you under his nose. You would say something cryptic, implying that you knew the end result of the battle, how Purple Peril would lose, and in his frustration, the villain would let his guard down and Barry would be able to land a few more hits on his frame.
Cisco and Caitlin keep communication through the coms, and the second step of the plan is almost in action.
Cisco is supposed to turn on the microphone that’s in the van and broadcast the “prophecy” that you had written. While he is doing so, Barry is to come in and deliver the final blow, effectively getting rid of Purple Peril and the threat he poses.
As the microphone squeals, signaling that it’s just been turned on, you peek around the corner of the building Barry had you hide behind. In doing so, your foot accidentally jostles a glass bottle that was littered earlier. It clatters loudly against the sidewalk and Purple Peril turns around and glares in your direction.
Barry sees this, and pulls you into his arms in no time, running from behind the villain. Before you have time to fully realize what’s happening, you are behind Purple Peril and safe from his hands.
However, the villain had planned for this. He shoots his hand behind him, still looking at the spot where you used to hide, and shoots the laser right at Barry. In his haste to get you away from him, Barry had turned his back to him. He didn’t see the laser coming.
But you did.
“Barry, move!” you scream, using your strength to push Barry out of harm’s way. His mouth opens in surprise as you close your eyes, trying to ignore the purple light shooting your way.
*
When you wake, your entire body is sore. Your mouth is dry and you have the worst headache you have ever had in your entire life. Not knowing where you are, you try to open your eyes. The lights are too bright, and you are forced to close your eyes once more. You try to speak, and a scratchy noise escapes your throat instead.
A hand grasps yours, surprising you, and you instinctively move your hand closer to your body and away from the stimulus.
“Hey,” Barry’s voice reaches your ears. It sounds far away, but you’re guessing your boyfriend is right next to you. “How do you feel?”
“Nhhf,” you manage, and you hope he realizes you’re trying to say, ‘I’m in physical pain but I’m obviously alive so I’m okay with this’.
“You saved my life,” he says quietly. “I don’t know if you’re totally awake right now, you’ve been drifting in and out for a couple days now. But if you’re awake, I just wanted to thank you. You saved me, you saved Cisco and Caitlin, and you helped stop him.
“I didn’t want you to be a part of this plan, but you insisted, and I don’t think we could have done it without you,” he continues. “When you took the blast, somehow you absorbed it and deflected it back on Peril. He took the blast and just…dissolved. He’s gone. But you’re not, and that’s what matters.
“You’re so important to me, (Name), and I didn’t tell you before you were almost lost and…”
His voice cracks.
“I…I love you, and it took almost losing you to realize it, and I know I’ll never take you for granted ever again, I just want you to wake up,” he says, his hand returning to yours. You don’t move your hand this time. “God, (Name), I just want you to wake up so I can tell you how much I love you and how I’m never leaving your side again.”
You want to answer him, you do, but you can’t move. A long time passes before his hand moves from yours and you hear his footsteps departing. You try your hardest to move or make any noise, but the ability escapes you.
You just want to tell him how much you love him.
More time passes, and sleep claims you. You don’t remember your dreams when you wake, and you’re glad that you don’t. Given the past couple events, they might not have been the best dreams to remember.
In the morning, you are able to move. You open your eyes, and the lights aren’t as bright as they were the last time you did. Looking around, you’re in the infirmary part of the lab. You’re alone.
Slowly but surely, you’re able to shift your weight and leave the bed you used to inhabit for days on end. Moving like molasses, you make your way through the empty lab. Your body clock tells you that it’s morning, so everyone should be gathered in the main area of the lab.
You hear their voices before you see them.
“(Name)'s going to be fine!” That was Cisco. “I don’t know how, but she literally didn’t have any server damage done to her body.”
“Yeah, it’s a kind a of a miracle, actually,” Caitlin replies. “The only thing I can think of that would cause that would be if her powers were given up in exchange?”
“She did say that someone would lose their powers,” Cisco adds. “Peril lost his life, sure, but maybe (Name) was the one to lose their abilities.”
“I don’t care about that,” you hear Barry say. “I just want her to be alright.”
“Give it a few more days, she’ll wake up,” Caitlin says, trying to soothe the speedster. “In fact, maybe you should go check on her.”
Barry rounds the corner quickly, but stops hard when he sees you. His first expression is concern, but when you smile at him, it changes to one of affection. Barry wraps you gently in his arms, laying his head on top of yours. You try to stop the tears from coming, but they’re too strong. You wrap your arms around him and enjoy the feeling of being loved.
“I love you, too, Barry,” you whisper.
He hugs you harder—but not enough to hurt you—to show he knows he heard you. “I love you.”
Epilogue
A month later, you are fully healed. You moved in with Barry, and you write for a living instead of trying to predict the future. You did end up losing your powers after all, but it was a great trade for being able to spend the rest of your life with Barry Allen. Your book is a few months away from being published.
Barry couldn’t be prouder.
Once a month, you plan to return to the restaurant of your first date and you can’t wait for the future you two have planned.
A year later, you’re engaged.
After planning the perfect wedding, you marry Barry Allen on August fourteenth.
Two amazing years of marriage fly by. You have a beautiful baby boy with Barry, named Joe. A year later, a baby girl is named after Barry’s mother.
You can’t imagine a life without him. Every now and then, you joke about the writer’s block that brought you together. Your book has been on the best seller’s list for the past year. After Barry suggesting that the hero look like him, you made it a reality. Bartholomew was the star of your novel, going by the name Bart.
It’s the best inside joke yet.