'can you save my heavydirtysoul'

The first thing Barry was aware of was a beeping in the distance which was mixed in with hushed voices saying things like "Brain activity suggests…" and "But he's going to wake up soon right?" which was confusing because why would his dreams consist of disguised figures conversing about brain activity and… oh wow, Barry's head hurt like hell. He had such a pounding headache. Barry let out a groan as he moved a hand to the side of his head.

"Barry?!" He could just hear Joe ask with concern lacing his tone.

Barry let out a small groan "I'm sorry Joe," he said in a hushed tone "It must've been some… party. I don't know I don't remember anything, I must've had too much to drink." He added before letting out another groan before opening his eyes and getting a stab of pain in his head as he was greeted by a bright light above him. He shut his eyes again and moved his head to the side.

"Bear… there was no party." Joe said sounding overly concerned.

Barry opened his eyes again to look at Joe when his gaze landed on a man and a woman looking at him intently "Sure there was… uh… who are you, where am I?" he asked as he tried to push himself into a sitting position.

"Barry you're at STAR labs," The woman said hesitantly "you don't remember what happened?" she asked softly.

Barry looked to Joe. "Joe what's going on?" he asked feeling himself become increasingly on edge "why would I be at STAR labs?" he asked.

Joe ran a hand over his face as he glanced at the man and woman stood beside him before he looked back to Barry "Bear what's the last thing you can remember?" he asked his tone sounding both urgent and worried.

Barry frowned as he looked down to the floor; it was all a bit of a big mess really… what was the last thing he could remember? He tried to think harder… wait, why was he dressed in a red suit?

"What… why am I dressed like this?" He asked looking up at Joe.

"Think Barry!" Joe said and in that moment Barry could feel the tension in the room.

Joe was acting weird…

Barry shrugged "Uh… I don't know, maybe coming back from my trip to Starling City. I met Felicity… uh, work… uh… talking to Iris about the… the particle accelerator." He said slowly as he whipped his head around the very abandoned STAR labs room "You said I'm at STAR labs… what… I…" he really didn't know how to process any of this.

"Incredible…" The guy murmured softly which in turn promoted the woman to nudge him with her elbow sharply and glare at him.

"I wouldn't exactly use the word incredible Cisco," she muttered back.

Barry noticed the odd look Joe was giving him and it only added to his increasingly growing anxiety about this whole situation. "You don't remember getting hit by lightning?" Joe asked as he took a step towards Barry "The Flash?" he added with a somewhat hopeful look on his face "Eobard Thawne?"

Barry moved off the bed so he was standing no matter how much his head hurt, Joe was hurtling way too much information at him and Barry needed Joe to stop. "Joe… what are you talking about… when was I hit by lightning and what is a Flash and who is Eobard Thawne. None of this is making any sense!" he said.

"You wouldn't mind if we took some more tests would you… just so we can determine the length to which your memory suffered at the hands of this meta-human." The woman said with a pained look on her face.

"I…" he said "I've got to go… this is ridiculous. Joe… you let them run tests on me without my consent? This is insane."

"Barry!" The man (Cisco?) said stepping forward.

"Stay away from me!" Barry shot back as he moved to storm out the room, it only really occurred to him when he was out the room and half way down a hallway that wasn't familiar to him that he actually didn't know the way out of here at all.

Joe watched as Barry stormed out and then looked to Caitlin and Cisco both looked like they were bewildered and slightly crestfallen at what had just transpired between them and Barry. He let out a sigh as it came crashing down on him that Barry wouldn't remember that he had moved back into Joe's.

"I can't believe Barry doesn't remember us," Cisco said softly.

"I wouldn't take it personally Cisco," Joe said as he gathered up his belongings "I better catch up to him and take him home. I'll call you later, just go home and get some rest and we'll figure the rest out tomorrow okay?" he said.

Once he was out of his suit, showered and finally laying in his own bed, Barry found that sleep seemed to elude him. Too much was going on his head to even consider the possibility of going to sleep. The pounding in his head had lessened considerably but he found he was on the verge of a headache when he thought of the events of earlier.

Waking up in a strange room in STAR labs, Joe talking about getting hit by lightning, Eobard Thawne… (Thawne… Thawne… Detective Pretty Boy Thawne's relative perhaps?) None of it was making much sense. It all sounded crazy no matter how long Barry obsessed over whatever small details he'd been given.

When it hit the very early hours of the morning and Barry still hadn't managed a single wink of sleep, he decided to get up and get a drink. It beat lying in bed becoming increasingly frustrated at not being able to sleep and his mind repeating 'you don't remember getting hit by lightning?' Insane.

When he reached the bottom of the stairs, he's met with the sight of Joe sat in his favourite chair watching Barry intently "I assumed you'd have trouble sleeping," he said gently, it reminded him of when he was younger and Barry would wake from nightmares to find Joe sitting at the end of his bed ready to comfort him.

Barry moved into the living room to take a seat on the couch "This is insane Joe," he said softly "I have a hundred questions about everything!"

Joe nodded his head in understanding "As expected," he said "shoot away."

Barry nodded his head for a moment as he tried to pick which question to ask first before he finally settled on "Why STAR labs?"

Joe pulled a face as he moved to sit straighter in his seat "You remember the particle accelerator that STAR labs built and were switching on, something went wrong. There was a storm that night and when the accelerator exploded, you were struck by lightning. Bear, you were in a coma for nine months. At the hospital you kept flat lining, I was approached by Dr. Wells at the time and he said he could save you if you were moved to STAR labs." He explained.

Barry nodded his head as he listened intently "So… I've just woken from…" he said trailing off unable to say the word 'coma'.

"No," Joe said softly "it's been months since you woke up from your coma Barry."

Barry frowned as he rubbed at his forehead for a moment "You mentioned The Flash… what is that?" he asked.

"The Flash," Joe said slowly with a sad smile on his face "The Flash is you Barry. This is going to sound… impossibly crazy to you." He added before running a hand over his face and averting his gaze for a moment before laughing softly "I don't even know where to start; it sounds crazy no matter where I begin. The night you were hit by lightning, you were changed Barry. After you woke up, you could do incredible things. You could run so fast and when I say fast… I mean fast. I watched you rescue people in a matter of seconds Barry. I'll pull up some of the newspaper articles that Iris has written about you in the morning, I know it's too much to digest son."

Barry felt like he was hearing Joe but he wasn't really hearing a word of what he was saying. Joe was right… this did sound impossibly crazy. But an image kept trying to surface in his mind, one from when he was eleven years old. "I…" Barry wasn't too sure what to say "tell me everything. Please, Joe."

After hearing everything, Barry didn't know what to do with himself and he especially felt grateful towards Joe for somehow getting Captain Singh to allow Barry a couple of personal days because his head literally felt like it was close to exploding at any given second. He felt like he was not only processing all the information given to him but grieving once more for his mother and Detective Thawne (who he has no recollection of knowing on such a personal level).

He paced around the house finding it better to be on his feet and moving, every so often he would hover over the contacts 'Caitlin', 'Cisco' or 'S.T.A.R. labs' in his phone. What could he say to them? He didn't know them… what would he say?

It was at that moment his phone came to life in his hand causing him to jump and almost drop it on the floor, the ID read: Iris.

"Uh… hello?" Barry answered.

"You didn't forget about me too did you?" Iris asked sounding frantic and concerned.

Barry chuckled down the phone "How could I forget my best friend?" he asked.

There was a sigh on the other end "Barry don't you scare me like that again! This is almost as awful as the time you were almost killed by Grodd." She said sounding genuinely worried.

Barry inhaled "I was almost killed?" he asked and then frowned "Who is Grodd? And why did he try to kill me?"

Questions. Too many questions!

"He was a telepathic gorilla," Iris answered as if it was no biggie, like telepathic gorillas were an ordinary thing to talk about so casually.

Barry wanted to laugh, like what were the chances?

"I'm hanging up now so I can go and rethink my entire life," he said.

Leonard Snart loved the rush he got when he was pulling off a heist, the excitement of it all and the prospect of facing off with The Flash only increased said rush. It was fun. So imagine his surprise when Leonard Snart's entire heist goes off perfectly, no Flash and a clean getaway. It was very peculiar, especially after his deal he'd made with Barry. He'd come to enjoy these little games between Captain Cold and The Flash.

After the evening on the rooftop where Barry was so obviously occupied with something weighing heavily on his mind and then not showing up to stop him, it all added up to be quite a mystery to Leonard. There had been a piece on the local news the other day that had piqued Leonard's interest, a person having pulled off two very successful and expensive robberies without any interference from his favourite Scarlet Speedster.

Lisa groaned "Please don't tell me that you're obsessing over The Flash now," she said as if the idea of Leonard even doing so was absurd "don't tell me you wanted him to show up…" she added slowly.

"Curious isn't it?" Leonard asked "Two perfect robberies, thief is successful at both attempts. We pull off a perfect heist. No sign of our favourite scarlet speedster in each of these cases."

Lisa rolled her eyes at him "Correction: your favourite speedster." She pointed out with one of her knowing smiles.

Leonard knew it was quite rash to come to the conclusion that something must've happened to Barry in order for these events to be carried out successfully. The question though was what could've possibly happened to Barry Allen in order for this to happen?

Leonard Snart was going to get to the bottom of this.

Barry couldn't handle being inside the house all day with things such as lightning, speedster, telepathic gorilla and meta-humans kept swimming around his head forcing him to confront the big gap in his memory that he was currently unable to account for. Being cooped up was the last thing Barry wanted to feel.

He walked down familiar streets as he googled ridiculous things like 'gap in memory', 'not able to recall memories' or his favourite one yet 'amnesia symptoms' and it was all so fucking obvious. He had amnesia.

"I know I've got amnesia," he snapped at his phone before shoving it back into his pocket as he received a few sympathetic looks from bystanders and others watched him warily. He didn't pay them much attention; he just wanted to do something normal.

Something normal… like… ordering a coffee. That was simply the most ordinary thing anyone could do.

Standing in line at the first coffee shop he had laid eyes on helped to settle the craziness Barry was feeling right because how normal was it to stand in line and freak out about what coffee to order because what did he like now?

"Hi, what can I get you?" the kind barista asked with a smile.

Barry smiled at her before looking at the board behind her and simply responded with "Uhh…"

"Two medium mocha latte's to go thanks," a guy said from behind him and before Barry could even address the man, he was handing over the money and nudging Barry to move forward to wait for the drinks.

Barry turned to face to the slightly older looking guy "You really didn't need to do that," he said before he realised how bad that sounded "but thank you for the adult hot chocolate." He added chuckling.

"Adult hot chocolate?" the man asked and ohshithisvoicewasamazing "is that how you normally order your drinks?" he asked looking both amused and yet sceptical at the same time.

Barry was literally unable to speak for a couple of seconds "I… uh… no, hah." He finally managed to get out.

The man still looked sceptical as he gestured around the place "You normally come here, Barry Allen?" he asked.

Barry took a step back in surprise, this man knew him. He opened his mouth to say something when the barista said "Two medium mocha latte's to go," and place their drinks in front of them. Barry was a bit hesitant to take the drink at first but was grateful for the warmth the drink provided his cold hands when he did eventually pick it up.

"I… I know you?" Barry asked.

The man seemed to be watching his every move, he frowned slightly at Barry "So you wasn't being polite back there?" he asked in that low voice of his "you really have no idea who I am do you?" he added.

Barry's head started to feel like it was swimming "I… I'm sorry." He said wanting nothing more to just walk away and retreat to the safety of Joe's house.

"What happened to you?" The man asked looking and sounding intrigued.

Barry looked at him before he frowned "I don't know," he murmured softly "I'm sorry but I don't know you and I don't want to talk about… whatever happened. Thanks for the coffee." He added as he moved a hand into his pocket to pay the man back.

The strange and attractive man with the super attractive voice standing in front of Barry held his hand up with a slight smirk to his lips "It's on me, kid." He said before pushing his way out of the coffee shop doors to leave Barry watching after him as he retreated down a street.

A/N: Hey everyone thanks for the lovely reviews (: it's so nice to hear that you're enjoying it so far. I'm on a bit of a roll with tis ehh, haha. But in all seriousness I had these three chapters all ready to be posted to make up for any lack of updates in the future. I return to uni and work tomorrow so updates could be every other day. Just wanted to give you guys a heads up.
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