Please enjoy this story. I fell in love with this pairing and I wanted to see more stories about it. If this is your cup of tea, please keep in mind the following;

1) Ronnie died and never came back. Firestorm will not be appearing in this story but if it helps, there is a firestorm... just not Stein and Raymond.

2) This story starts at the final episode of season 1. Anything before the finale is canon in this story but anything after is AU.

3) This is definitely a Barry/Caitlin story and I do not do lemons. Not my style. Their will be fluff. I think.

4) If you like where this is going, please review.


Inside the Particle Accelerator - After coming back from the past.

Barry could hear the screams of frustration coming from Thawne but he didn't care. His own eyes were brimming with tears as he skidded along the metallic floor of what used to be the particle accelerator. He blinked away the tears, memories of his mother's death still weighing heavily on him.

"What have you done Barry Allen!?" Eobard yelled as he pushed himself up. "I gave you your chance to save your mother!" His fist pounded against the floor, the impact echoing throughout the area. "Why the hell would you choose to throw away that opportunity!? You could've had your family back!"

"You don't get it do you Thawne." Barry said through the pain. He gasped for the much needed oxygen as he struggled to get back on his feet. "I wouldn't be able to look my mother in the face again if she knew the price I paid to save her." He could taste the blood pooling inside his mouth and spat it out. He took several more deep breaths before propping himself up against the wall. "You of all people should know that."

"Always the self-righteous hero aren't you Flash." Eobard snarled as he zipped over to where Barry was, catching him off guard with a powerful blow to the ribs. "Why do you always have to play the hero?" He asked between blows. "If you had just stayed a little bit longer, then the both of us could have had our happy endings. You could have saved your mother and I could have gone home!"

"Justice doesn't work like that." Barry wheezed, his body now turtling between blows. "You're a murderer and psychopath Thawne. You don't get to decide who lives or who dies. None of us do."

"And why shouldn't I?" Eobard shouted, kicking Barry hard in the ribs. "You should be thanking me Flash! Don't you get it? You're mother had to die if you were to become the hero that you are today. You would have been a nobody if it wasn't for me! I gave you a chance to be something more than just a damn CSI!"

Barry groaned as he rolled over on the floor, using the time to check his ribs. He winced as his fingers grazed over them, mentally counting about four broken ones. Caitlin was not going to be happy about this. He could hear Thawne coming so he swung his arm blindly, hoping to get in a lucky swing but he hit nothing but air.

"If you could see just how pathetic you've become Barry." Thawne taunted, kicking Barry once more in the ribs. "Just take part in knowing that once I kill you, I'm going to kill everyone that you ever cared about. Your father... Iris... Joe... Cisco... Caitlin... They're all going to die by my hands." And speaking of hands, he started to vibrate his at a fast rate, slowly lowering it towards Barry's chest.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you Eobard!" Eddie shouted, his gun out and pointed towards them.

"Eddie...?" Barry groggily asked, his vision a little blurry. What was he doing here? He should be upstairs in the cortex with everyone else. He tried to focus his eyes and saw Joe and Cisco down for the count, each one of them groaning from the earlier impact. A sigh of relief escaped his lips and he felt somewhat better, knowing that those two were alright.

"Don't make me laugh Eddie. We both know that I can easily avoid that. Don't waste my time with idle threats."

"I know and that's why you're not my intended target."

Just as those words left Eddie's mouth, a sense of dread washed over him like a tidal wave. There was no way that Eddie was going to... Barry shook his head, unable to fathom that idea.

"Don't. Eddie." Barry yelled but his voice came out like a whisper. His eyes pleaded with the detective, mentally urging him to think about Iris and what he was about to do to her happiness.

Ever since his confession to Iris, he accepted the fact that his relationship with her was always going to be just friends. It was silly of him to even think that a future with her was even possible. She was in love with Eddie and they were already planning for a future together, taking that step forward into the unknown while he, the lonely superhero, stood outside looking in. It just wasn't his place to make her smile anymore... It was Eddie's.

He swallowed that pang of guilt and now realized that maybe Oliver wasn't just sprouting bullshit that day.

You need to let her go Barry... Guys like us... we don't get the girl.

Even if he wasn't able to get his own future with Iris... the least he could do was make sure that she has hers. He took a few deep breaths, ignoring the throbbing pain from his side and closed his eyes. He allowed the lightning that was surging through his veins to come alive. Ever since he became the Flash, Caitlin was always reminding him to be careful, to have restrain when it came to his powers... but what if he didn't.

For the first time tonight, those mental shackles that he put on himself... Barry broke them and for the second time in his life, it felt like lightning had struck.

He opened his eyes and it was exhilarating... intoxicating even.

Eobard felt a huge electrical shock from Barry and his eyes widened when he disappeared right in front of him. The next few seconds were a blur, even for someone as fast as him. Never in his wildest dream has he seen the flash run so fast. His eyes couldn't even keep up. He turned his head, trying to figure out what was happening.

The gun that was previously in Eddie's hand lied disassembled and on the other side of the wall.

Joe and Cisco were no longer lying on the ground. They were now leaning against the wall, their bodies using each other's for support.

"FLASH!" He bellowed but before he knew what was going on, a strong force from behind lifted him off the ground and he found himself leaving the vicinity, moving at speeds that even he wasn't able to reach.

"This ends now." Barry stated, tightening his hold on Thawne and changed his direction to the nearest exit. His entire body began vibrating and phased through the wall. He could feel him struggling, throwing random elbows as an attempt to stop him but it didn't matter. Everything in his body, from his face to his feet were numb from everything today. A few elbows were not enough to deter him.

Once they were outside, Barry didn't stop running. His mind didn't stop running either. He knew that nothing short of killing Thawne would stop him from coming after his family. His mind came up with several less than ideal options but what caught his attention was the giant hole in the sky.

Eobard saw the same thing and sneered. "It doesn't matter what you do Flash. Pretty soon, that singularity will become a full-blown wormhole and this city will be nothing but rubble."

"Maybe not." Barry answered, grunting through the pain. He dragged Thawne upward into the sky, leaping from one floating object to the next. Even though he was moving, he could still hear his team over the comms, all of them screaming at him to stop. He turned his head and saw S.T.A.R. Labs, thinking how small it looked from up here.

With one final leap, he disappeared into the singularity, taking them both into the unknown.


Six Months Later

Caitlin looked up at the sky, taking note that it was gloomier than usual. She unconsciously pulled her jacket closer to her, trying to stay warm on this chilly autumn day. With a bouquet of wildflowers in one hand, she made her way into the cemetery. Even though it's been half a year already, it still feels like it was just yesterday when she was just here for his funeral.

As she walked along the familiar path, she couldn't help but remember all the good times that they shared. Even now whenever she's working in the Cortex at S.T.A.R. Labs, she swears it's almost like he's still standing there next to her, making her laugh and just being his usual goofy self.

She bit her lips, blushing at some of the more explicit memories that they shared together... She then sighed, silently thinking about him and wondering what would have happened if she had just told him that night about her own feelings...

"Maybe I'm just an idiot." Caitlin muttered to herself. It's been like that for a while now, where her memories of him would come up from time to time and they would always lead to her reminiscing and playing the what-if game. She knew it wasn't healthy but she couldn't let it go, not until she found some closure.

She stopped walking when she saw someone standing in front of his grave. "Joe?" She whispered to herself. She thought about the detective for a second and then shook her head. That man was just a little bit taller and leaner than Joe and she didn't recognize him from the people who was at his funeral.

Caitlin cleared her throat as she came closer, intentionally announcing her presence so she doesn't startle the stranger.

"Hello." She softly greeted. "Is it okay if I join you? I didn't realize that someone else would be here today." She paused for a second before smiling. "Were you a friend of his?"

"You can say that." The man answered, his voice raspy. "Barry Allen and I..." He hesitated. "We used to be friends so... I'm just here to pay my respects."

Caitlin solemnly nodded and crouched down, pressing her knees onto the grass. She placed the flowers in front of Barry's grave and started to clean pick away the weeds that were starting to grow around the tombstone. From the corner of her eye, she could see the man, his hands still shoved into his pockets standing there awkwardly.

"I can come back later if you want to be alone with him." She offered, a faint smile on her lips. It was very obvious that he was a little bit out of his comfort zone. The man coughed and rubbed the back of his head, looking embarrassed that he was caught.

"It's okay." He awkwardly answered, "And if you don't mind me asking, how do you know Barry?"

Caitlin studied him for a few seconds, mulling over how much she could tell him. From what she can see, he didn't exactly scream 'dangerous meta-human' although there was something about him that felt rather familiar. "We used to work together, solving for the impossible." She found herself saying. "We were... quite the pair."

"And do you miss him?"

"Yes I do." She softly answered. "I miss him so much." she freely admitted. "I just wished he was still here so that I can at least tell him how I feel..." Blinking a few times, she couldn't help but feel her eyes watering up and she tried her hardest to stop those stray tears from falling. Her hand went to wipe away those tears and she laughed. "I'm so sorry." Caitlin apologized, her cheeks blushing. "I'm just a mess. I swear I'm not like this all the time..."

"That's fine by me Cait... and for what it's worth... I'm sorry."

His words were like a whisper... almost like he was sharing a secret with her. She felt her entire body growing warmer by the second, clearly affected by his words. She hasn't felt like this since Barry... and even then she was confused about her feelings about the speedster. She sighed and before she stood back up, it suddenly dawned on her that she never gave him her name in the first place.

Panic quickly replaced embarrassment and she jumped up, putting some distance between her and the stranger but when she looked around, he was no longer there. Instead, there was just a single yellow rose on the ground. She carefully plucked the rose off the ground and after examining it, it was just an ordinary flower.

She took a sniff and smiled when she detected a sweet flora scent from it. As she was lowering the flower, her eyes detected something that caused her to do a double-take. Holding it closer to her face, her eyes widened when she saw tiny visible sparks of electricity jumping around the leaves. She was left speechless because the last person who could have done this was ...

Barry Allen himself...


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