Hello! Welcome to my Christmas series for the Flash series on the CW. I'm a big fan of FlashCold.
So I'm writing a series for it. However there are some things I have to get out of the way. I do not own anything rights to Flash. I just write what comes into my head from time to time to share with you.
Also this series is based off of the Five Love Languages, and again I do not own the rights to that.
This fic is rated M for later chapters. This fic is also Male on Male, so if that is not your cup of tea I understand and I ask that you don't dislike me for that.
Well I do believe that is all of my warnings and such. Here is the first chapter!
Enjoy!
Chapter 1: Gifts
Barry didn't know what to think when he opened his front door to find a small package addressed to him. The package didn't have any postage, however the script on the package penned neatly. He brought the item inside. Once Barry was in the kitchen he opened it. Inside was covered in a soft tissue paper in light blue. A delicate snowflake was nestled inside. He picked up the ornament and inspected it closer. When the morning light hit the glass it displayed tiny lighting blots on the floor.
Joe entered as Barry gazed at the snowflake and the light simmering on the table. "Something for Iris?" Joe inquired still half asleep.
Barry blushed and set the gift back in its packaging. "No, Joe. It was at the front door, for me."
Joe looked at the curiosity and then back at Barry. "Who's it from?"
Barry scanned the box and dug though the paper. "There is no note." Barry frowned. "Who would even do this?"
Joe shrugged, moving to start the coffee. "Maybe Iris dropped it off and didn't want to wake us. She did just get back from Coast City late last night."
Barry nodded. "Yeah, I'll ask her when I see her next."
Barry and Joe finished up their morning routine before heading to work.
The police station was its usual hustle and bustle, but it was quiet in Barry's lab. There hadn't been a crime that needed forensic work, and the Flash had cleaned up the last bit of cases Barry had to work on. He sighed as he sat in front of his computer, getting ready for a dull day of backlogging reports and samples. It was slow days like these that Barry wished something would happen that would require him to be the Flash.
Barry was busy digging through evidence for an old case file, when a cadet came in to drop off a package. It was a plain manila package, and again there was only neat script stating Barry's name. He thanked the cadet as he opened it. Inside was a sketch of Barry both with the Flash costume on and him in civilian attire.
Barry quickly slide the portrait back in the package, and noticed there was a letter inside as well. He opened the letter and scanned it.
Dear Scarlet,
I'm sure you are confused as to who is doing this to you. Meet me on the roof of the police station and I will let you know a secret.
From Cold
Barry read the letter twice more, before speeding off to S.T.A.R Labs. Whatever game Captain Cold was playing, Barry was not going to let him win.
