While I'm working on a few things I thought I'd upload this. It's a three part series. I wanted to write this in honor of Young Justice's revival and Wally's return. The reason I chose two years is because it's been two years since Rebirth brought Wally back and just so happens to be when Young Justice is returning. I could have done five (since it's been about five years sin season 2 and there was a five year gap between seasons 1 and 2), but I didn't want to do that big of a time skip.


It was days like this that Barry really missed Wally. A light summer breeze brushed passed Barry on an otherwise hot summer day. Barry was sitting on the front porch, a carton of Ice cream sitting in his lap. He sat there alone watching the peaceful subdivision. Kids were playing and a breeze was blowing through.

Bart was gone, hanging out with Tim and Conner. It was nice, and he was glad that his futuristic grandson was making friends, but Barry felt a little lonely. When Wally was around, they used to sit outside on days like this, eating ice cream and reminiscing. Barry would make a pun so corny that Wally would be reeling in embarrassment.

Not feeling up to finishing the ice cream in front of him, Barry returned it to the freezer. In its place, he decided to take a walk in an attempt to clear his head. As fun as a jog around the block sounded, he didn't feel like suppressing his speed to do so. Nor did he want to seclude himself to go on a speedster's jogging marathon.

Barry was on the final stretch of his walk. The scent of bonfires and grills welcoming back to his side of the street. After catching up with a few of his neighbors and returning a ball to a child before it entered the street, he was ready to get home.

As he entered the front yard, he felt an odd breeze pass by him. A microscopic wave of static brushed in front of him. Curious, Barry tried to investigate. He tried to move in the same direction he felt the shock going.

With each step he took, the shock continued to lead Barry to where it wanted him to go. It eventually lead him to the back yard, beneath the tree that Barry used to console Wally under after Wally had a particularly rough day. It was unusual to Barry that he was brought to this spot, even more so when he considered the almost nonexistence force that brought him here.

The air changed as the atmosphere around Barry vibrated. Something was trying to get through to Barry. He could feel it. As if on cue, a yellow and red frame broke free, but just barely. Barry was immediately alarmed by the sight, shocked by the frame's identity.

"Wally." Barry gasped.

"I'm sorry Uncle Barry." Wally grimly apologized.

Barry was too stunned to question what his nephew could possibly be apologizing for. The fact that he was alive was too shocking for it to cross his mind. However, sorrow in Wally's voice emanated, as though he was on his last leg.

"I can't hold on much longer, but I had to see you one last time."

Barry gasped.

"I just want to say thank you and I love you."

Wally began to phase out of existence and that horrified Barry. Wally couldn't hold on much longer. And if he wasn't helped soon, he would die.

There was no way that Barry was going to lose Wally again. Not when he was right in front of him. Barry reached out, determined to catch Wally. What happened next was a miracle.

Barry felt something solid as he curled his fingers. In his hand was an arm, solidifying. Feeling a force trying to pull Wally away, Barry pulled his nephew towards him. The duel drew to a conclusion as Barry successfully yanked Wally free, bringing him back into the world.

Neither could utter a word, not knowing what to say. Neither one could believe what had happened, and were juggling several emotions.

Barry kept a firm grip on Wally's shoulders, wanting to make sure that Wally wasn't going to disappear. As paranoid as that sounded, Barry didn't want to chance it. He took a few moments to investigate his nephew. Visually inspecting Wally as he noted the feeling of the boy in his hands. Wally was real, standing in front of him like he had never left. Barry was overjoyed. He knew he wouldn't be the only one either.

Wally, on the other hand, was astounded. No longer feeling the pull of the Speed Force, he was trying to mentally and physically adapt to the change. Two years of a high speed environment screwed with his body. Not that he cared. He was more invested in his return and the fact that Barry freed him. Having spent so long away from everyone hurt, and he had just about given up.

Wally wasn't prepared for Barry's next move. He was engulfed by his uncle, who wrapped his arms around him with euphoric relief. Wally returned the hug, finding it comforting as he observed the serene environment around them. Wally needed the affection. It was wonderful knowing that Barry was there for him. Knowing that he was home was euphoric. The sentiment was shared by Barry, who was holding back the urge to shed tears of joy.

"You're back." Barry shakily sighed. "You're really back."


Feel free to let me know how I'm doing. I haven't wrote a lot of Wally fics. I also took a little inspiration from Rebirth where Barry brought Wally out of the Speed force.