Present day:

Well, after a day of researching I had discovered that my doppelgänger's name is Erica Marsh. Or at least it was her name. She died 10 years ago when she was a teenager. In a fire. How ironic?

I decided to just get some fakes ID's and pick pocket a little until I could afford a hotel room.

Later that day:

It was turning dark and there was a pub near by. I decided to go and have a drink or two.

When drinking, someone sat down next to me and called the bar tender over. After ordering a drink he looked over to me.

I pretended not to notice for a moment but annoyed, I turned and faced him. "Yes?" I asked.

He looked surprised. "Uh, um, Hi, I'm Barry Allen." He said.

I almost choked on my drink. "Um, I'm-" I tried to think of a fake alias that I could use in this earth. "Samantha Jameson." But instead, I used my real name like the idiot I am.

"I don't think I've seen you around here." Barry stated as the bar tender came over with his drink.

"Well that's probably because I'm not from around here. I'm here to visit some family." I smoothly lied. I smiled as I drank. All I need to do is befriend him.

"Where are you from?" Barry asked me. He sipped his drink.

"Oregon," I answered. It wasn't a complete lie conserdering that I used to live there. "I'm also visiting here for the warmer weather."

Barry Smirked.

We continued to talk for about an hour. That's when I looked at the time.

"I should probably get back to my hotel." I told Barry. "It's just a few blocks from here."

Barry shook his head. "I should ask you back. You've had quite a few drinks."

I rolled my eyes. "I can hold my liquor." I stated.

Barry didn't care so he hooked his arm to mine and we headed out the door. We were about a 10 minute walk to the hotel. "So, are you going to tell me why you were at the bar?" I asked Barry. "You don't look like the type of dude to just go out and drink."

Barry shrugged, "I guess I was just upset and something someone said and I needed to blow steam."

I nodded. I was about to continue the small talk but that's when I heard the screech of tires. A car was about 20 feet of us going 20 or more miles per hour. I was going to use my ability but then Barry uses his speed to push me out of the way.

I gasped as we hit the ground. I pretended to be shocked. "What in the hell was that?!"

Barry looked around. The cars passenger was passed out in the passenger seat and the car was in a ditch. Someone ran over and looked like they were calling 911. Barry looked at me. "I'm going to call a friend of mine and she's gonna bring us someplace so I can explain, okay?"

I nodded. I guess this isn't going to be to hard to get information. I've accomplished a lot in one night.

"Let's continue to walk while I call Caitlin." Barry told me.

I continued to walk with a fake dazed expression on my face. "What was that?" I asked. "How'd you move so fast?" Barry ignored me and on his phone he asked Caitlin, "Can you come pick me and a friend up and bring us to Stat Labs?" Caitlin said something and Barry said, "Yeah, we are at-" Barry looked around and told Caitlin our location.

After about 10 minutes of silence Caitlin showed up. After we got into the car Caitlin asked, "Who's this? Why are we going to Star Labs?"

Barry sighed. "She saw me use my abilities."

Thats when Caitlin and Barry started arguing about being more careful. I just stared out the window and wondered why Jay had sent me here and hadn't done it himself. I wondered why I had to be the one doing most of the work.

Barry tapped my shoulder. "We're here." He told me. We got out of the car and walked in.

Thats when he told me about his powers. He said that I couldn't tell anyone.

We talked for a few more minutes and I eventually passed out from exhaustion.

Past:

I woke up to my alarm going off. 5:30 AM.

I'm going to go down stairs and make mom eat like I always do. I'm going to make my lunch, help my mom get situated and I'm going to get my school stuff together.

I ran down the stairs and ate breakfast.

Then I went into my moms room and saw her sleeping peacefully. "Mom." I said softly as I walked over to her bed. "It's time to eat."

I was about to tap her shoulder when she shot up screaming.

"Mom! It me! It's me." I yelled. She frantically shot her hands up to her face. Her face. The scars.

I made sure there were no reflective items in this house just so she wouldn't have another breakdown. Her neck and up if severely damaged from the fire. Especially her scalp. Her hair stopped growing in some places. She can't leave the house without a scarf and hat due to the burning

I don't let anyone see her when she is at her worst because I don't want to be taken away from her.

No one else could truly care as much as I do. I care for her and I want to make sure she's okay. Especially because I did this to her.

My mom calmed down. She was breathing heavily. I left the room like I usually do. I'll come back in after 10 minutes so she can calm down.

Whwn I returned I had her pills and food. I fed her and made her swallow her pills.

Then I left for school just like any other normal day. I went through 1st through 4th period. I never really quit band because of my mom always being calm when I play my flute. I play it every night so she can sleep.

When I got home It immediately seemed different. Something was off. Very off.

"Mom?" I yelled. "I'm back from school."

I walked to her room and she wasn't in there. Then I heard the running water up stairs. I ran towards the stairs and then up. Water was running out of the bathroom. I panicked. "Mom?!"

The door was locked. "Mom?!"

Tears ran down my face. I walked about 3 feet from the door and ran and kicked the door knob. I shoved the door open and saw my mom. In the bath tub.

She wasn't breathing. The door was locked when I left. Just like every other door. She had drowned herself. I killed her. I caused this. Everyone and everything I touch burns up into flames. Sometimes very quickly. Sometimes very slowly. It's the ones who burn up slowly that suffer.

It took my mom two years to completely burn. It took her two years to snap. It took her two years to escape.

Present day:

I woke up with Barry sleeping a foot away from me. We were still at Star Labs but we weren't where I had fallen asleep. Barry must've moved me. We were in an office area with a couch that I was currently sitting on. Barry was on the floor.

I stepped over him and went into a different room where I saw Caitlin and someone else talking. They both looked up.

"Hi." Caitlin said. "I'm Dr. Snow but you can call me Caitlin."

I raised my eyebrow. "So Barry Allen is The Flash?" I asked out of the blue.

Caitlin and that one dude shared a look.

"Well, I'm Cisco." The dude said. "And Barry is The Flash." He confirmed my statement.

I nodded. Jay really should've informed me on who was who.

Then the man who I recognized as Dr. Harrison Wells came in. "Hello, you must be Barry's friend."

I nodded and when he put his hand out I shook it. "It's a pleasure to meet you." I greeted.

He smiled. "Barry should be up later and feel free to stay for awhile longer."

I nodded again. It was kind of an awkward atmosphere. It was silent for a few moments then Harrison went into a different room and Cisco looked over to me. "So what's your name? Barry never really mentioned it." He asked.

"Sam," I answered. "Everyone calls me Sam."

Cisco nodded.

It was silent for a few more minutes and then Barry walked in. "Morning." He said.

It was 12:00.

Cisco chuckled. He must've realized that.

"So," Caitlin said awkwardly, "How did you two meet?"

"We just had a few drinks together and talked." I told her. "He was walking me back to the hotel I'm staying at when the car showed up out of nowhere."

Caitlin looked at Barry wierdly like she didn't completely believe this story. Cisco raised an eyebrow at Barry and Barry rolled his eyes.

"Nothing happened." He said quietly as he shoved Cisco.

Cisco winked at him playfully.

I laughed and soon Caitlin and everyone else joined in.

Its sad that we might kill them because I don't completely hate them yet.

Yet.

Just remember that I said "Yet".

Trust me when I say that I'll eventually grow to hate them. Or maybe they'll hate me first. It really depends on the order of events.