Me: Whoa, I updated fast.

*red lights and alarms blaring*

Barry: What the hell?

Me: Ooooo, our guests are here.

*a bunch of chains slowly come down from the roof, holding Oliver*

Barry: Oliver!
Oliver: *glaring at me*

Me: Hello! I'm Candy, welcome to my recording studio.

Oliver: Let us go. *arrow voice*

Me: *squeals* I've always wanted to hear that voice. Anywho, you're my prisoner yada yada yada. You'll find I'm actually really sweet.

Barry: She's not lying.

Me: I even gave him cookies!

Disclaimer – Come to the Dark Side, we have cookies.

3rd Person POV

Barry ended up staying the night at Star Labs. This was just for overnight observations and also so that he wouldn't try going after Mabel. Having no sight made it hard for him to use his super speed. This is why they called in an expert… well… a sort of expert. Heavy footsteps echoed throughout Star Labs, Barry sitting up abruptly and blinking his useless eyes. It took him a bit to realize he didn't have his sight and a few minutes for him to panic realizing that he was completely vulnerable to whoever was there.

"Barry, to your left," an amused yet gruff voice said.

Almost immediately Barry sprung up, tripping over his own two feet, and falling to the ground. There was intense panic for a second before someone caught him. The arms were strong and his hands were calloused. Barry scrabbled at the persons arms.

"Calm down Barry, it's just me. Caitlin called me in," Oliver said, hoisting Barry back to his feet.

"Oliver? Thanks," Barry whispered softly, letting go of Oliver's arms.

For a second Oliver's hands lingered on his shoulders, making sure he was steady before letting him go. Barry nearly panicked before calming himself down. This was stupid, why was he panicking? It wasn't that bad. He's done this before. But, then he knew that this could be permanent.

"Hey, it's okay Bear. You know, I've been blind before. Wasn't permanent, but was long enough that I picked up a few tricks. Caitlin asked if I could teach you," Oliver explained, "I even know Braille."

"How?" Barry asked.

"Kinda a long story," Oliver clasped his back, causing him to jump, "But, I'm here to help."

Barry's phone buzzed in his pocket and he fumbled around to grab it. When he found it he realized he couldn't see what it said. His hands shook slightly.

"Barry, it's okay. Is it okay if I look at it?" Oliver asked, softly yet still a bit gruff.

It took a few minutes for him to realize what Oliver said and, when he did, he gave Oliver his phone silently.

"It's a message from Captain Singh," Oliver told him, "He's telling you to come in. There's a crime."

Barry tensed slightly, "Oliver… I can't do it. I can't do my job anymore…"

"Yes you can Barry."

"They'll fire me anyways. No one wants a disabled person working in forensics…"

"You aren't disabled, you're special. Barry, haven't you noticed any changes yet?"

For a second Barry was about to say that he didn't, but then he stopped and actually thought; his hearing was better then ever and so was his sense of touch. He hadn't had anything to eat since he went… blind. God he hated that word. He didn't want it to apply to him.

"Can you call Joe for me Oliver…?" Barry asked hesitantly.

"Alright," Barry could here Oliver scrolling through his contacts, before clicking on one, "Here."

Oliver put Barry's phone to his ear and hesitantly Barry held it there. There was the slight static sound to it and the ringing seemed louder than normal, but still at a manageable level. He felt that Oliver turned down the volume a bit before giving it to him. It was still pretty loud though.

"Barry?" Joe asked, answering the phone, "You're late again."

"I can't go to work…" Barry said softly, "It's a long story…"

"Barry what happened?"

He felt Oliver's hands on his shoulder, steadying him. Once again he was immensely thankful for Oliver being there for him.

"There's this new meta… she takes away your senses… I can't see…" Barry whispered softly, his head hanging down, "We don't know if it's permanent or not."

"Oh Barry…"

"Can you just… make an excuse? We're working on finding her but she dropped off the grid."

"Alright Barry, but if this is longer than a week you're explaining."

He heard the dial tone after Joe hung up. Slowly, he took the phone away from his ear and felt around for the button to turn off the phone. Then he put his phone back in his pocket, making sure it was actually in before letting it go.

"You okay Barry?" Oliver questioned softly.

Barry hadn't even realized he was vibrating until Oliver asked that.

"No." Barry replied.

"Alright. Now, time to learn how to cope."

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He could hear Oliver sniggering above him. This wasn't the first time today he ended up on his butt. There was already bruising, he was sure of it. If there wasn't he'd be surprised. A calloused hand touched his own, gently pulling him back to his feet. It wasn't even Oliver fighting against him, Oliver was just letting him wander around. He just kept running into things and falling down.

"Sense the area Barry, use your instincts. Come on," Oliver said, gently pushing him into the center, "I'm not even spinning you in circles."
"It feels like you are," Barry answered.

"That's your doing."

Barry stuck his tongue out in the direction of Oliver's voice, who just laughed at him. The second he did that though the meta alarm went off. Cisco, who had been watching to make sure Oliver didn't permanently harm him, cursed and looked started typing on the computer.

"What the…? There's a meta that just appeared outside Star Labs… but now she's gone. The elevator just opened," Cisco said.

There were soft footsteps echoing throughout the lab, yet it seemed no one else could hear it. Barry's head turned towards the footsteps. Suddenly they stopped and everyone else gasped as a young girl appeared.

"What? What's going on?" Barry demanded.

"I heard that this was a safe place…" a woman's voice said, sounding older than Mabel, "But I didn't know the Flash was blind."

"I wasn't, a meta did this."

"What's your name?" Oliver demanded.

"I'm Sylvia, Sylvia Ness," the girl said.

"What does she look like?" Barry whispered to Oliver.

"Short brown hair, heart face, grey eyes, petite," Oliver responded, "Can't be older than seventeen."

He heard the soft footsteps come towards him. There was a second that he tensed up; also slightly disappointed that it wasn't actually Mabel. The soft hand rested on his shoulder.

"GHOST! That's your meta name," Cisco suddenly exclaimed, "Cause you're like a ghost."

Barry could practically hear her blink in confusion. Then he felt her hand leave his shoulder. It caused him to spiral a little, fear creeping back before managing to steady himself.

Me: THE END! JK, merry Christmas to everyone btw.

Oliver: Sylvia Ness? What kind of name is that?

Me: A very good one. Does anyone have a name for Mabel btw?

Barry: Sensory Snatcher.

Me: Not you Barry you're an idiot.

Review Here – Seriously, anyone have names?