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a week after her fiancé went to the Speed Force, she walked in the house in which was supposed to be empty. she had another tough day fighting the villainous metahumans. she was exhausted but the moment she slipped out of her shoes she detected fragrance of some food. she was confused because there was no way her dad could've entered the house. because even though he was that close to them, he didn't have the key. every second that she was stepping forward towards the kitchen, the thought of her fiancé could be there was making her crazy. her heart jumped, she saw him. standing while his back was to her. apparently he was reading a book and waiting for the oven to finish the cooking. she had some assumptions about his hair but she couldn’t be sure not until she sees his face.
Iris: Barry?
he turned to her slowly from his left side with his usual smile... oh no... the smirk... the scars... the hair... Barry's clothes? and... a goatee beard? what the hell...
Savitar: Hey little killer.
Iris: You? How?
Savitar scoffed: I thought you'll be happier to see me not be dead by you. But apparently you did enjoy killing me, didn't you?
Iris: So. Did. You.
Savitar: Technically I killed H.R but anyway, I assume we're even now?
Iris: What do you want?
she knew he wouldn't kill her, because if he wanted to he could've done it by now. There was something strange and new about him. there was no rage in his eyes nothing like back then when he wanted to kill Barry or her. quite the opposite of what she'd seen from him before. he was sort of happy, secured and of course he was still smug but there was something about his confidence too. he was confident in a way like he was reconnected to his ego. or to be more clear he was… alive. maybe that’s all because Barry's gone and somehow mysteriously he got to survive the battle of existence.
as he was talking, he inches forward towards where she was standing near the edge of the bar counter of the kitchen until he stops in front of her.
Savitar: I don't want anything But... You need something.
he pointed towards her with the book in his hand before he tosses it on the counter before her. she glanced at the book called ” The Revenge Of Forgiveness ” by Eric-Emmanuel Schmitt. he shoved his hands in his pocket and looked down at her.
Iris: Whatever I need, I will never ask it from a filthy beast like you.
he ignored her insult and stood coolly.
Savitar: I like it when you're angry but you should watch your mouth Iris.
Iris: Why? You're offended that I described your real nature?
now he was kinda done with her tone. he knew she had the right to be mad but she didn’t have the right to start the drama when she didn’t know what he’s gonna do for her but well... to be fair, the furious argument between them after seeing each other after a long time and having a huge history like that, it was truly inescapable.
he sighed. he pulled out his hands from his pocket and placed one on the counter kinda leaning on it and pointed the other one to her. she stepped back by his quick movement.
Savitar: You know you're not that good yourself. You're a hypocrite. You acted like a hero but then you've shot me in the back!
Iris: That was after you turned your back on us!
Savitar: I've turned my back because I had to! I had to save myself because none of you really cared about my existence. You just said yeah we'll help you (scoffing) but you'd never could try anything that was necessary.
he straightened from the position he was then continued with a lower voice.
Savitar: You all would've done what Cisco did. Stopping my existence.
with his lower tone she lowered her voice too.
Iris: I cared. And I would've never done that ever.
he scoffed and looked away then gazed back at her.
Savitar: No of course not why would you? When there was a better card on the table. Kill the adversary.
Iris: You had to save yourself and we had to save each other.
Savitar: Irony. What happened to " There's a way through this for all of us? "
Iris: What did you expect us to do? To stand down and let you kill us all?
Savitar: I wasn't going to kill him Iris. I was going to touch him and transfer my speed to his body so that I could live.
somehow out of nowhere she saw the pure honesty in his voice and more magically in his soul through his eyes.
Iris: What? I don't understand how could that save you?
Savitar sighs: My connection to the Speed Force was what threatened me. I had two options either become a God or let go of my speed.
Iris: But you were going to kill them. You said it multiple times. You've tried to kill Cisco too!
Savitar: That wasn’t me.
Iris: Oh really? You weren’t the one who ordered Caitlin to kill Cisco? And for the record that was before Cisco stopped you from becoming a God.
Savitar: I said that wasn’t me Iris.
he said it again more serious and severe this time.
Iris: I don’t understand what you say.
Savitar: The me you’re talking about, that was my time remnant. The one who came to the S.T.A.R Labs wasn’t me. It was another me.
Iris: What-
she was frustrated and it all was too much for her. she needed her fiancé to be with her but he wasn’t and she had to deal with this weird stuff... this unbelievable impossible in front of her talking about how he survived but not her fiancé. she was about to fall but he reached and stopped her from falling. he pulled a chair for her to sit.
Savitar: Easy there little killer.
Iris: Don’t pretend like you really care.
Savitar: Of course I don’t pretend because I do really care.
she glanced at him with sadness and annoyance cause she thought he was joking with his usual amused expression but when she saw his eyes she saw that pure honesty in them once again.
Iris: So who are you exactly?
he walked towards the bottle and pour water into a glass then came back to her. while she took the glass from him, her hand accidentally grazed his but that just that was enough to brush away the tension between them. it wasn’t just a touch, it was what he said that he cares about her and then he gave her an unrequested glass of water just to make her calm down. that hidden secret feeling he had for her reminded her the old intimacy they had and that was enough to make her stop the argument and let him say what he wants.
Savitar: I’m the one who killed H.R but I’m not the one who you touched his face and he stared like an idiot.
she tried to hold her giggle and tried not to spit the water out of her mouth.
Iris: You know you’re kinda insulting yourself right?
Savitar: Oh no. If I was there I would definitely kiss you right away.
Iris chuckled softly: And you’d definitely get a punch right after.
Savitar shaking his head playfully: Barry couldn’t punch me.
Iris: No not Barry but me.
Savitar: Barry as a speedster couldn’t and then you could?
Iris: I can be powerful and fast enough whenever it’s necessary.
Savitar: Punching an innocent guy for kissing you isn’t necessary.
Iris: Innocent guy huh?
Savitar: Oh come on Iris. You just saw one dark side of me. I can be good too, in my own way.
Iris: Please go ahead. I’m interested in knowing how can you possibly be good in any way.
Savitar: I'm gonna help you to bring him back.
Iris: What? Why would you do that?
Savitar: Because...
dammit. he was thinking to answer it all day but he couldn’t find any reasonable answer for that instead of the real one. he didn’t want to admit that to her. he shouldn’t. now she got him off guard but he managed to dissembling his confusion with his usual smirk then thank God for the sparkle of this not-so-bad idea in his mind.
Savitar: He's not really suffering in there. It's like a heaven for him and I'm gonna take that from him.
Iris: Oh? I’m confused. I thought he was suffering in there. And now you say you wanna take that from him? Like him being in this life would suffer him? I thought you were jealous of him having this life.
Iris... just shut up please, let me do my thing would you.
Savitar: Uh... Well a life with me in it would be a great suffer for him right? Besides I need a punch-bag when I’m bored. Now what you say? Last dance with the devil?
she was more confused and she needed to think about it but the oven chirps and throw her out of her messy thoughts
Savitar: Oh, dinner agrees to the deal but I’ll let you think about it and I want an answer tomorrow morning.
he didn’t ask for her permission he just ordered with his gaze and she was speechless now she just nodded.
what is wrong with me, why should I believe anything he says... why if he wants to get him out of there then kill him for good. fuck... I need answers not this long leg daddy with his goatee beard here... what the hell...
then again she was out of her thoughts with the tossing plate in front of her. she looks up at him. he’s not angry and there is no trace of tricky ideas on his face. what happened to him that made him so bright like this?
Iris: Thank you.
Savitar: You’re welcome.
he still has his seductive manner of talking and looking. but that was just it. nothing bad, just flirtatious and playful but not villainous anymore. it was weird. so damn weird.
Iris: Uh how did you-
Savitar: Survived? Oh well, that's a long story I'll tell you another time. But for now if you excuse me I've got to go. You don't mind if I come here do you? After all, you missed me.
Iris was shocked in anger manner by his last sentence, she scowled at him and he smirked again. he put on his jacket and inched closer to her.
Savitar: Come on Iris, admit it. You enjoyed seeing a bad Barry and playing the prey and the predator with me. It was... (he leans on her and whispers) hot.
she remembered the time he took her from earth-2 and they've been alone for a little while before Frost came to them. they both felt the same tense passion for each other they couldn't repudiate it. even if he was evil and all yet he was Barry and she couldn't see otherwise. the attraction between them is undeniable but the fact is he’s a killer. even if he is a hot killer, he's still a killer. the one who killed so many people, including her friend, H.R Wells, an adorable human being.
Savitar: I’m gonna leave you to your busy mind. I’ll see you tomorrow little bird.
she was done and if he wouldn’t whoosh out at that moment she surely would punch him because she hates it. she hates it that she has feelings for him. that they both have this dark forbidden feelings for each other. but it’s there and they can’t do anything about it.