Don't worry, I'm still working on my Feeling Good 'verse, but inspiration is scarce.
This character just sort of grew in my head, and I was either going to put her with Barry or Spencer Reid. Barry's story with her manifested much more easily and naturally, so here it is. This will be a very small multi-chapter fic told in moments, beginning in the first episode. At least four short chapters, six tops. I hope you enjoy!
I don't own the Flash or anything else you recognize. Consider yourselves disclaimed.
"What is happening to me?"
Barry stared at the shattered glass on the police car, terror and awe waging a war inside him. This was impossible. This was insane. This was...incredible.
"Are you okay?"
Barry whirled around at the voice coming from the opening of the alley, forcing his movements to still, even as he couldn't help but look the girl over. She was young, probably around his age, pale blond bangs falling into blue eyes, the rest of her hair pulled back into a braid that dangled at her collar bone. Her denim skirt was short, but that was offset by the deep purple tights and knee high brown boots that covered her legs. Brights colors wound down both of her arms and creeped up her neck where her skin was exposed beneath her white tank top, and he could see metal glinting at her nose and eyebrow. For the first time he realized her eyes were wide open in shock, and his heart sank.
She had seen him. Shit.
He stood quickly, looking around for an exit, not seeing one besides right past her.
"Hey, it's fine! You don't need to be scared!" she insisted shakily, holding her hands up as though to show she was unarmed. She moved slowly towards him, like he was a skittish animal. He sort of felt like one. "You uh...you hit that wall...and car...pretty hard. Are you okay?"
She had seen a lot. Double shit.
That was it. He didn't have a choice. He surprised himself, and the girl from the look on her face, when he squeaked out a "Sorry!" before blurring past her in a rush of air.
He ran, marveling at what was happening to him even as he assured himself he'd never see her again in such a big city, though one thought niggled at the back of his head.
Why had he apologized?
Second chapter will be up shortly, then I'd like to know what you guys think. I don't usually ask for reviews but I'm genuinely curious about how this character is being perceived both as an individual and as a pairing for Barry. I'll finish it regardless, likely within the next week or two, but the curiosity eats away!