Hi, I've been working on this for the last several days and wanted to post.
Let me note that I try my hardest to reply to all reviews.
And I don't own Flash. I just own my OC and original stuff.
Chapter 1: Settling in
Ok, lets set the scene;
Night, kinda cold. Just arrived at Central to start my new job, and to live and stay alone for a while, though I don't want to.
I hate being lonely.
I see some sort of an explosion. I just got into Central City, and already there's wreckage around me.
I've arrived at my apartment, trying to forget the past I've left behind. I have new things on my mind; An explosion thing heading towards my new apartment, at an alarming rate.
I go to open the door to get inside, but it comes to fast, knocking me over.
I wake up and the previous black sky is now-
A ceiling?
I look around to see I'm in a hospital. I also see a girl
"How long was I out?"
"Oh, um, about a week."
"Oh, crap." I muttered "When do I get out of here?"
"What's your name?"
"Samantha Kelles. I just moved to town. "
"My name's Caitlin. I'll call a doctor to get you discharged."
Two days later...
I rushed into a crime scene, from what I saw it was a simple murder.
"You're not allowed in here."
"Actually, um, I am." I said. "I popped in at the station, I was supposed to meet you, and they said you were at a scene so I found it." He was staring at me and I realized just how fast I had spoken. I sighed, "I'm Samantha Kelles."
"Oh, nice to meet you. I'm-"
"-Detective West" I finished his sentence
"Right. So you said you're pretty good at crime solving?" I nodded at is question "Why don't you give it a try?"
"Alright." I mumbled. I walked over to the body. After moments of inspecting, I spoke again "Crime of passion, spur-of-the-moment. From the way he's laid, the murderer got scared and dumped the body. If I had more information about the victim I would give a more accurate conclusion, but the killer was his girlfriends brother."
"How do you know he has a girlfriend, and that she has a brother?"
"Pictures in his wallet." I simply answered "Well they show a girl and a guy with the vic, more with the girl, and body language says the girl is more than a friend and the guy is fond of the girl in a sisterly manner and has a great disliking for the vic."
"You know their body language from a picture?"
"Three, actually. But I learned in collage. Well, more of got bored and hardcore Googled. And found an online class."
"Who is this?" A man asked, gesturing to me.
"Your new Medical Examiner." Detective West replied.
"Captain Singh." He shook my hand. "You were supposed to show up at the station."
"Well all ya'll were here." I smiled. I then sighed "Won't happen again -Captain."
The Next Day...
Searching through a box, I grunted in anger. Two out of my five plates broken.
I'd brought 5 boxes: one for the kitchen, living-room, bathroom, bedroom, and one with some of my stuff in it. That's all the boxes I could fit in my car, anyways.
A knock then sounded at the door. I answered the door to Caitlin.
"Come in."
She entered my quaint apartment.
"Oh, sorry. You'll have to stand. The couch I ordered hasn't come yet."
"It's ok. How are you?"
"Good I guess. I started my new job." I said, trying to make conversation "Speaking of jobs, where do you work?"
"S.T.A.R. Labs. You?"
"I'm a Medical Examiner."
"Have you had any strange occurrences?"
"Like?"
"Fast healing, anything."
"No, why?"
"Oh, um, nothing."
That was weird.
two days later...
"You did a good job with that case, Kelles." Detective West commented.
"Call me 'Sam'."
Just then a girl walked up. She was pretty. Very pretty.
"Dad." She spoke
"How's Barry?"
She looked down sadly. "No change."
He sighed, before putting a hand on my shoulder "This is Sam. I think you'd get together well."
"Nice to meet you." I smiled politely "And please don't shake my hand I've shaken enough in the last three days alone."
She laughed "I'm Iris.
"I'll leave you two to chat."
We talked for about fifteen minutes before I had to get back to work.
Maybe I didn't have to be alone.
The Next Day...
"Who is Barry?" I asked Detective West
"He's family. And he's a good kid."
"Is he okay? I mean, I've heard people asking how he is..."
"He's in a coma."
"Oh, my gosh. How?"
"During the storm he got his by lightning."
"How does he fit in here?" I asked "Sorry for all the questions."
"It's alright. He works here. Once he wakes up you'll work closely."
"Can't wait." I smiled.
