CHAPTER 2:

Author's Note: This chapter is for power214063, who wanted a sequel. This chapter shows what happened from Barry and Caitlin's POV.

Disclaimer: Still don't own anything! Well... I own stuff, just not this.

CAITLIN'S POV:

Caitlin's phone buzzed on the table next to her and she jumped. Clicking the center button, she glanced down at who had texted her. It was Cisco. Pressing her thumb unto the touch pad, she read his message. Hey guys won't b able to do movie night- got family stuff :P

Caitlin frowned sympathetically. She knew how much Cisco hated spending time with his family. Really, she didn't blame him much. She had seen how they were. Sorry u can't join us, C! We'll miss u :( Good luck w/ ur family stuff

As she pressed the send button, Barry's response came in. Ouch good luck :P She smiled at the pure Barry-ness of the reply, before turning her phone back off and getting back to her work.

BARRY'S POV:

He was halfway through finishing his files (at flash speed, of course), when his phone buzzed. He went back into normal time, a few stray papers fluttering to the floor, and check it. Hey guys won't b able to do movie night- got family stuff :P Cisco's message said.

Barry felt for him- he really did! But deep down his stomach was fluttering at the chance to be alone with Caitlin. That didn't seem to happen much anymore. He typed a quick reply: Ouch good luck :P

It delivered, and he was about to get back to his files when another message popped up. Sorry u can't join us, C! We'll miss u :( Good luck w/ ur family stuff. Caitlin truly was a good friend, Barry thought with a smile as he stared down at her nice message.

Still... it would be fun to be alone with her- even if it was just for a movie night.

CAITLIN'S POV:

"Guys, I think you will really like this movie." Cisco gushed, bouncing on the balls of his feet and waving a disk in their faces. Caitlin grabbed it out of his hand to read the title. Letters to Juliet.

"Never heard of it." Barry said with a frowned, leaning over her shoulder to look at the cover. Caitlin swallowed at the sudden closeness, and the feeling of his breath behind her ear.

"It's really great." Cisco said confidentially. "A little romantic, a little cheesy, doesn't take too much thought: A great get-away type movie."

Caitlin had to smile at his enthusiasm. "If you like the movie so much, are you sure you don't want us to wait for you to watch it?"

"Naw." Cisco said quickly. "I've seen it loads of times." Then he ran out the room, ending the discussion.

That left Barry and Caitlin alone in the room together. She gave him a smile, which he returned easily. "That should be fun." He commented.

"Yeah." She said, glancing back down at the cover to avoid his green-eyed, gorgeous stare. "Yeah, it should.

BARRY'S POV:

It was movie night. Finally. Barry had been waiting on the edge of his seat for the night to arrive. He stepped of the porch, and noticed a white letter sticking out of his doorknob. Frowning, because why would the mailman put a letter there? he picked it up.

Barry,

So excited for movie night tonight! When we're there, I want to talk to you about something very important.

-Caitlin

Barry's heart started to pound against his will. What could Caitlin want to talk to him about? He wondered if he should ask when she got there, or if he should wait until she mentioned it. He should probably wait.

He was so excited that he completely disregarded the faint suspicion lingering in the back of his mind.

CAITLIN'S POV:

Caitlin had taken awhile to figure out what to wear. She was hovering between casual, comfortable, and cute, her three favorite C's. She landed on sweatpants, a short-sleeve shirt, and a ponytail. There was no need to get dressed up for a movie night. Barry probably wouldn't notice, anyway.

As she walked out of her apartment, her customary heels landed on something that wasn't carpet. She looked down and saw a letter lying on the ground. Caitlin picked it up and opened the flap neatly.

Caitlin,

Can't Wait to see you tonight! I need to talk to you while we are alone.

Bye,

Barry

To sat she was excitedly surprised would be an understatement. What could Barry want to talk to her about? And even the logical Caitlin Snow in her excitement didn't question why he wouldn't e-mail or text her.

NO POV:

Both of them arrived at around the same time. Barry smiled when he saw her. Dressed in casual close with her hair loosely done, she was more beautiful then anything in the multiverse. He held the door for her, making her smile, and they popped the movie in.

Barry was a little bit bored by the film, but he could tell that Caitlin liked it, and didn't object in the slightest as she surreptitiously scooted closer and closer to him on the couch. Really, he was internally elated when her head came to rest on his shoulder.

Caitlin was full out crying at the beautiful speech that Charlie made to profess his love for Sophie. You just didn't see straight up romance in the world like that anymore. She took the excuse to bury her head in Barry's shoulder. He wrapped an arm around her, and she grinned.

The movie ended much to soon for either of their liking. Barry reluctantly got up and took it out of the slot, popping it back into it's case. Then he flashed the bowl that they had been using for popcorn off of the table and into the small sink.

"Thank's for watching that with me." Barry smiled, walking towards the door. Caitlin got up, too, and followed, wiping the last of her tears on her sleeve. Barry tried the door handle. It didn't move. "What?" He vibrated his hand and tried again. Still nothing.

Barry backed up and ran at the door. He bounced off and landed in a heap near the couch. Caitlin gasped and ran over to him. "Barry! Are you ok?"

He groaned. "Yeah, I'm fine." He got up like he was going to try again, but she stopped him.

"Barry, wait. There's something I've been meaning to ask you about." Caitlin spoke up. She had avoided the topic of the letter he had sent her all evening, but now she had to ask. "Did you send me a letter telling me you wanted to talk to me about something?"

Barry moved over the couch, and Caitlin sat next to him. He frowned. "No, you sent me a letter, didn't you?"

Caitlin's eyes widened and she shook her head. What the heck? "Do you have the feeling that we're being set up?" She glanced around the room, half expecting to see someone jump out from under a chair yelling "Surprise!"

"Set up?" Barry frowned.

"Yeah, Cisco quit on us last minute to do something with his family, which is extremely unusual, then we have this sappy romantic movie, which I don't mind, but can you really see Cisco watching this? And the force field. Why on Earth would their be a force field around this room? And obviously those letters weren't from each other so..." Caitlin trailed off. She waited to see what Barry would say.

Barry, for his part, was being selfish. He wanted to know what Caitlin thought they were being set up for, just in case it was all some crazy, awkward, misunderstanding. "Why would they try to set us up? Why are they trying to accomplish?"

Caitlin bit her lip and looked at the floor. She tried to hid her face from him. He really didn't know? Well, she wasn't going to back down. Might as well do what she could, and see how it would end up. "Do you think... maybe... they're trying to get us to, you know, get together or something?"

"Get together...?" Barry knew he sounded stupid, but he was just so shocked that she had thought that too. That must mean that she wanted the same thing he did. "Oh... Want to give them what they want?" He felt a blush burning up his cheeks, and tried to fight it.

Caitlin smiled shyly at him, and grabbed a blanket to pull over their heads. "Let's not give them the satisfaction." Then she wrapped her hands around Barry's neck, and pulled his lips to meet hers.

Author's Note: How was it? I thought it turned out pretty well...