It felt as if they had circled her a thousand times, no longer distinguishable forces but one whirlwind of lightening. Red lightening entwined with yellow sparking in all directions, they had to keep up the speed for this to work. Barry clenched his eyes shut, the momentum pulling him like a tide of gravity unable to stop even if he wanted to. The piercing screaming and crying, pleading tore his heart to shreds the only thing that kept him moving was what the Reverse Flash had showed him; the future if Barry saved his Mother. The faces of everyone he would never save, including Iris. The Flash would never be, Central City would be plagued by the likes of Leonard Snart and many others.

Barry felt the speed change in the whirlwind and knew this was the cue, just as they had discussed he broke through the velocity barrier they had created, snatching the young boy away from his Father speeding him down the street, but not too far so they boy could find his way home. As Barry ran away from the boy he could hear the voice call for his parents, and he ran as fast as he could away from that boy, guilt weighing on him, he would run from that boy every time he closed his eyes. He approached the house once more, the image of The Reverse Flash stabbing his Mother in the heart seared in his mind, as the final cry rung out from his home, Barry knew it was over.

The Reverse Flash had done it, to spare Barry from having to do this himself, to give Barry his enemy and his future. Barry slowed to a stop, all the energy left his body and grief drowned his senses Nora Allen was gone. Darkness clouded his sight and sound seemed to blur, he wanted to let the police take him away. "Barry?" the familiar yellow clad hands reached out to lift him up from the ground, Barry felt heavy making no effort to aid his Reverse "We have to go." And he was swept away from his home as Police sirens echoed in the distance.

They stopped suddenly when they were further enough away from the scene, Barry did his best to hold his body in place going so far as to using the Speed Force to keep balance on his feet, he was dizzy. "Barry look at me" the voice was filled with nothing but concern as hands came to his shoulders to help him stand in place "We killed her." Was all Barry could manage eyes never leaving the ground.

"I know but…" Barry cut his Reverse off before he could finish "It had to be done." He knew that, but it didn't change the fact that he could never forgive himself for this, killing his own Mother and imprisoning his Father for life. "Barry… I'm so sorry." His Reverse pulled away the mask, his voice broke with sadness and sincerity. Barry looked up to see the familiar face of Harrison Wells, tears ready to fall "I killed her, not you. You need to remember that now."

Barry shook his head "We killed her, both of us." He wouldn't let Dr Wells carry the blame, it was their burden to bare.

He could still hear the whirlwind in his ears and the heaviness in his body, he wanted to explain this to his younger self but he knew he couldn't do that. The shock was giving way to grief now and tears began to fall freely, there was nothing he could do.

"I'm so sorry." Harrison wrapped his arms around Barry pulling him close, Barry buried his face against the yellow material inhaling the smell of leather and static. He held on tight as if he let go he might just give up and run away "It's going to be okay Barry." Harrison whispered and Barry let himself believe it, he had to.

Harrison pulled away, his hands moving to either side of Barry's face, he knew that neither of them would be the same after this, he placed a kiss on Barry's forehead, smoothing his thumbs over the red material wiping away the tears. "Barry…" Harrison whispered and he received a nod in reply.

Barry knew what he was going to say…

They had to go.