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Barry, Iris, and Wally

And DaddyFlash is Born…

Barry glanced at Iris in the passenger seat as he parked the car. He still wasn't too sure about this.

Meeting her father was hard enough, but going to meet the rest of her family at the West family reunion? Ten times worse. And what did Iris mean when she said she wanted me to meet the "love of her life"? We've only been going out for…okay, I guess it's been a year already, but between the police force and being Flash, time seems to be crawling and flying by at the same time.

As Barry's mind raced nervously, Iris glanced at her boyfriend, smiling to herself.

He's so nervous. Maybe he's not ready for this? When he isn't saving the world he's so awkward around kids. But wait until he meets his biggest fan. I hope my two boys will hit it off well. Iris looked over at her family's gathering, seeing a little five-year-old starting to run towards the car. Speaking of my little angel.

Iris touched Barry's forearm in reassurance before she opened the door with a huge grin. Barry looked over and saw the exact moment the little squealing red-haired boy tripped and fell flat on his face into the grass. A smile crawled up Barry's face as he got out of the car and walked over to Iris's side. Iris helped the sniffling boy off the ground, brushing his front off as the boy looked up at Barry with tear-filled, bright green eyes and grabbed a hold of Iris's shirt, almost hiding behind her from Barry. Iris smiled at her adorable little fiery-haired nephew.

"Are you okay, Wally?" The boy looked at Barry and then at Iris, nodding as he sniffled. "I want you to meet someone, okay?" Iris lifted the boy into her arms, facing Barry. Wally blinked once, looked at Barry, and hid his face in Iris's neck. "Wally?"

He peeked at Barry once more and buried his face back into Iris's neck, mumbling something to her. Iris smiled sheepishly at Barry as she adjusted her grip on little Wally, trying to get him to look at Barry. Just as Barry opened his mouth to say something to the cute kid, a male voice from the gathered relatives called out for the boy. Wally suddenly squirmed out of Iris's grasp as his father came over, greeting both Iris and Barry before trying to catch Wally, who managed to slip away and run back into the crowd of relatives.

"Sorry about that, Iris. He's been acting up lately." Iris reassured Rudy as he led them into the group of relatives.

On the outside, Iris seemed her usual self as the day went on, but Barry could tell something was troubling her and it seemed to be something about the little boy, Wally. Barry noticed that every time Iris was away from certain relatives, Wally would be right at her heels like a puppy trying to get her attention with an "Aunt Iris! Aunt Iris!" but as soon as she got near those relatives, he'd run off without a word. What started worrying Barry was the fact that those relatives were all men who seemed to always have a beer in their hands.

It was later in the day and Barry had been formally introduced to everyone except for little Wally, who hid his face into Iris's neck every time she tried to introduce the little guy to Barry. When the adults were sitting at the assembled picnic tables to eat, Barry glimpsed Wally climbing up the seat of the picnic table holding the food. Gently nudging Iris so he wouldn't interrupt Rudy's story, he gestured toward Wally, silently telling her that he was going to go see if the boy needed help since Wally was trying to reach over the punch bowl for a banana.

Just as Barry got out of the picnic table, Wally's grip on the nearby table slipped and he splashed into the punch bowl, knocking the red liquid all over the place before he fell off the picnic table, taking the punch bowl with him. Barry, already on his feet, jogged over to the boy to see if he was okay right as Rudy noticed what Wally did.

"Wallace Rudolf West! What have you done!?" Wally's green, tear-filled eyes shot to his father as Rudy got out of the picnic table and started marching over to his son. Barry got there first, kneeling next to the soaked boy.

"Easy, Rudy. It was an accident." Rudy ignored Barry and kept coming.

"Look at the mess you made! You worthless piece of shit!" Barry stood back up and stepped in front of Wally, facing Rudy with his blue eyes narrowed.

"It was an accident, Rudy. Calm down." Rudy glared back at Barry.

"Get out of my way, Allen!"

He could smell the beer on Rudy's breath as he tried to get around Barry to the boy. Stepping in his path again, Barry glared at Rudy, daring him to try and get around him to Wally. Rudy glared right back at him. They stood there for a moment before Rudy turned around in a huff, mumbling about when he would take Wally home.

Barry suddenly felt a tug on his pants and looked down. Wally's soaked, sticky face was buried against the back of Barry's knee and he had two fistfuls of his pant leg. A few whimpers and sniffles came from the boy before he looked up at Barry with tears running down his freckled face. Barry's heart melted as he put a hand in Wally's sticky hair, ruffling the fiery locks in affection.

"It's alright, kiddo. Let's see if we can't get you cleaned up, okay?" A small smile crept up Wally's face as Barry, not really caring that the kid was soaked and becoming sticky, lifted the little boy into his arms. Wally wrapped his arms around Barry and buried his little face into the speedster's neck.

"Okay, Uncle Barry."

I needed a little adorable Wally time from the despair of seeing Wally die…again. DC seems to like killing Wally a lot, don't they? He's not even in the New DC Universe yet and now they've killed him in Young Justice: Invasion. It makes me sad. Hence why I started this Speedsterandom so the plot jackals will stop chewing on my brain.