Disclaimer: This is merely an idea I had while studying. No copyright infringement is intended. If you attempt to sue me, I will gladly hand over my student loans.
Warning – these will be short chapters. More drabble than anything else. Nothing like my other stories. These are what I like to call "15 minute chapters." As in, I write them in 15 minutes.
Chapter
My name is Barry Allen, and I was the fastest man alive and I will be again as soon as the "Leech's" effect wears off. Barry thought as he walked into the precinct. For the first time in a long time he'd had to take public transportation.
To give her credit, she hadn't wanted to touch him.
Afterwards, he'd played an Online RPG with Felicity, mostly talking to the blonde, until he actually felt himself getting tired. Felicity gave him crap about it but told him that even heroes have to sleep sometime.
By the time he awoke the next morning, he couldn't run at even half of his normal 539 mph speed. Not even a fiftieth of what he'd used to be able to do.
Somehow, he wasn't late for work. He'd remembered the old bus schedules and just barely caught it.
He made the call to Cisco.
"Yo Barry. Just about to call you."
"Maria touched me, Cisco." He whispered into his phone. He heard Cisco take in a breath, and could practically see the engineer pale.
"In other words, you won't be wearing our suit any time soon?"
"Yeah, probably not." Barry admitted reluctantly as the bus stopped near the station. Barry grabbed his bag and got off. "Listen, I'm going to be out of it until… however long it takes to shake this off. Did Maria say if she knew how long it affects the people she comes into contact with?"
"No, sorry."
Barry all but groaned before he walked into the station. This was going to be a LONG day.
Flash
Detective Joe West frowned when he saw Barry fill the Queen Consolidated Coffee tumbler for the fourth time. Lately, Barry never needed coffee.
"You OK, Bar?" Joe asked, frowning as he saw Barry go back to the coffee pot.
Barry walked over, "Not exactly. Feels like I'm not firing on all cylinders."
Joe frowned, "How fast have you been running?"
Barry shrugged, "Maybe 10 horses."
Joe winced, "But other than that, are you feeling OK?"
Barry shrugged, "Tired, but other than that, I'm OK."
"Good." Joe said as Eddie came over.
"Geeze Allen, that's what, your third re-fill this morning?"
Barry glared at Eddie, "Bite me, Thawne."
Eddie grinned and put his hands up in surrender. "Someone hasn't drank enough coffee this morning. What happen? You find a game online and play all night?"
"No. Felicity and I were only playing until 1 am." Barry admitted. "Just can't get motivated."
Captain Singh frowned, "I don't want to hear that from my CSI. You OK Allen?"
Barry turned, "Uh, yeah. Just getting more coffee." He said as he motioned with his tumbler. "I'll get back downstairs." He said and went to the elevator.
Fortunately it was a slow day, nothing came into the office until a half hour before the end of his shift.
