"Would you hurry up…" Hal sighed as Barry lingered near the hot-dog vendor, "… I thought we were conducting an investigation here?"

"If I've told you once, I've told you a million times, I have a hyper-accelerated metabolism…. And this is just a little snack."

As Barry emerged with over ten hot-dogs cradled in his arms, Hal shook his head wearily.

"Do you think any children you and Iris have will have this metabolism?" he couldn't help but ask, as Barry frowned.

"Dunno… never really thought about it." He shrugged, "We're both so busy all the time, children haven't really come into play."

"At all?"

"Not even once."

Before Hal could ask anything else, the sound of police sirens filled the air, followed by people screaming and running away from something.

"Now what?"

"There's a gorilla on the loose!"

At the scared screams, Barry eagerly scoffed down half of the hot-dogs and handed the others over to Hal. "I've got this!"

"Wait! I'll…." Barry was already gone, "… go with you."

Hal then turned to the vendor, "Please tell me I don't have to pay for all this?"

"Oh no…" the vendor chuckled, "… Flash always gives me money in advice. He's the one keeping me in business!"

The Police and armed guards were everywhere in the park, firing nets at the giant, greyish gorilla that was racing through the area, nimbly climbing over children's play equipment and dodging them at every turn.

It was chaos.

And then the gorilla leapt out of the park, running over to a nearby convertible and yanking the driver out, and getting in itself…. Before driving away.

"Stop him!" called out the driver, "My insurance doesn't cover a second driver!"

….

Barry couldn't believe what he was seeing.

A gorilla had just driven past.

"Now there's something you don't see every day…" he smirked, before taking chase, borrowing a rake from a nearby gardener as he went. After catching up, he glanced at the gorilla and tilted his head to the side, "Having fun there, Mojo?"

The gorilla sped up.

Gripping the rake firmly, Barry threw it into the path of the vehicle, grinning when it punctured the two left side tyres, sending the car skidding into a nearby wall. As the gorilla slowly climbed out, Barry sped over, holding up his hands to appear less threatening as he approached the animal.

"Easy there boy, we'll have you safe behind monkey bars before you know it."

When he reached down to try and comfort the creature, it suddenly rolled away from him and sneered up at him, "Get your stinking paws off me, you filthy human!"

"…What?!" Barry took a step back in shock, only to hear a click from high up above and electricity to course through his entire body as he screamed in pain.

Within seconds, blackness encroached on his vision and he fell to the ground.

It was all happening again.

He'd gone into his lab late one night, ignoring the lightning storm going on outside in a desperate attempt to run more analyses and gather enough evidence for an upcoming trial.

It was a freak accident…one in a million chances of it happening.

As he reached out for some chemicals, which he kept gathered together on a shelf, a bolt of lightning crashed through the window, hitting him and causing all of the chemicals to fall on him, burning through his clothes and soaking into his skin.

He was in a coma for over six months, and when he woke up, he wasn't the same.

He ran faster than any normal human being, faster than most vehicles ever created.

He could see himself running down the road that led to Central City… and then he started to slow down, his weight increasing dramatically as it got really difficult to breath.

He felt like he was seconds away from a heart attack.

As he slowed to a stop, three mirrors suddenly burst up from the ground. One of them showed him as being tall and lanky, one of them showed him in his usual state and the third showed him with a large head.

Which he suddenly had…. And it was growing.

He screamed in alarm as his head continued to grow, until it exploded with a loud BANG and everything went black. All the red bits melded together to form a marionette version of himself, strings and all.

As the puppet tried to run, scissors appeared out of nowhere and cut the strings holding him up, causing him to fall towards a white light and straight onto solid ground, where he crumbled into pieces.

Once the dust cleared, he seemed to be back together… until a new pain appeared and his hands started to grow, gorilla hands ripping through the costume as the rest of him started to change as well.

"Hey! Wake up!"

There was a sharp pain in his cheek and his eyes shot open, to see a bearded, dirty man standing above him.

"Come on! You're in my spot!"

Groaning in pain, Barry pushed himself to his feet (whilst checking that his mask was still in place), "W-where am i?"

The other men glanced to the left, where the cell door was sliding open and Detective Joe West was glaring at Barry. "Flash... let's go."

"Joe, what- "Barry watched as he was handcuffed and dragged out of the cell, pulled down the corridor and shoved into another room, forced to sit down, "- what did I do?!"

Joe grabbed a video and shoved it into a video player, "This is surveillance from the police impound." On the screen, it showed the truck with the stolen isotopes, "See that… you and Green Lantern stopped it earlier that day… now watch."

On the screen, there was a red blur and one of the isotopes disappeared.

"… What?"

"Too quick for you… let's try the freeze frame."

Joe re-winded the video and paused it, revealing that the Flash was carrying the stolen isotope, "Recognise anyone?"

Oh god… Iris was going to kill him.

….

"Let's go over it again." Detective Joe West sighed from across the table, glaring at Barry.

"There's nothing to go over! I'm innocent!"

"So, it wasn't you on the tape?"

"No… well, yes, but I don't remember!" Barry desperately begged, wanting the second detective to leave so that he could talk to Joe in private. The man couldn't honestly believe he would do this… right?

"Where did you stash the isotopes Flash?" No… Joe seemed to believe he'd done it.

"Just tell us your side of the story…" the other detective spoke up, "… I'm sure the D.A would understand, after all, you're a hero."

"Was a hero." Interjected Joe, glaring at Barry… who fought the urge to act like the first time Iris introduced him to her Dad… like a bumbling idiot, "Forget his statement… we've got the tape."

Barry felt his heart sink into his stomach.

"He's right…" the other detective moved over to the coffee machine, "… if you want to help yourself out, you'll have to do it now."

Barry shook his head, burying his face in his hands, "I can't think… I'm tired… I'm hungry."

"Maybe some coffee will help. How do you take it?"

"Cream and thirty-seven sugars."

At the brief pause, Barry twisted around and nodded at the stunned detective. "Really… fast metabolism."

Suddenly, the door slammed open and Steve walked into the room, followed by a well-dressed man… lawyer clearly. "Put it in a paper cup…" Steve ordered, "… he'll be taking it to go." He flung a file at Joe, watching as the Detective flicked through it.

"You actually posted bail for him? Didn't realise that was in your job description?"

"Oh please…" Steve rolled his eyes, "… if he were really guilty, then do you think you would have been able to hold here with a pair of handcuffs?"

At the cue, Barry got to his feet, twirling a pair of handcuffs on his index finger, before tossing them to the other detective.

"This is Mister Stone…" Steve introduced the other well-dressed man, "… he's going to have a small conversation with you about not allowing Flash to call a lawyer before you bombard him with evidence."

Without waiting for an answer, Steve and Barry left the room and then the station.

"Thanks for that Steve…" Barry sighed, "… I never thought Joe would look at me like that. Like he actually hated me!"

Before Steve could say anything, a green hand came out of nowhere and slapped Barry on the back of his head, causing him to yelp in shock. "Hey!"

Floating down from above, Hal was shaking his head. "What were you thinking?!" the man scolded.

"I wasn't thinking anything!"

"Obviously!"

Barry rolled his eyes, "Look, if I wanted to be interrogated, I would have stayed in there! It's like I told them, I don't remember anything!"

Before Hal could say anything, Steve held up his hand and took the lead, "Why don't we start with what you do remember Flash?"

"Okay… after I caught the gorilla, it told me- "

"- the gorilla talked to you?!" Hal interrupted.

"Yeah, right after I stopped his car."

"Come on Steve…" Hal groaned, "… are we really suppose to believe this?"

Glancing between Steve and Hal, Barry rolled his eyes behind his mask. "Hey, we all have a Martian's number on our speed-dial, one of us is dating an Amazon and Lex Luthor and Bruce Wayne are actually nice to us… I think I deserve the benefit of the doubt here!"

Slightly stunned by the rant, Steve cleared his throat. "Right… well why don't you look into that… together this time?"

"On it Boss!"

"Don't call me- "

Barry and Hal were already gone.

"- forget it."