A/N: Hello! Welcome to Resurrection Chapter 10! I can't believe that we are at ten chapters! I'm thinking of another 15, then we'll be done! Also, we recently passed 6000 views, so YAY! Lastly, I would like to get 5 reviews on this chapter, since there was only one on the previous. Anyways, don't forget to follow so you will know when another chapter comes out. See ya! Disclaimer: I do not own DC, CW, or any of its shows and characters. I do, however, own the plot of Resurrection.

When Barry arrived at Caitlin's apartment, a sense of overwhelming dread encroached upon him. Caitlin's face when he had killed Delmond was one of pure terror, even more so than when he first killed his killer. Maybe it was because this time the killed was five feet in front of her. Maybe it was because she felt like she was lied to, based on Barry's promise the night that he killed his killer.

Whatever it was, Barry didn't know what to expect from Caitlin when he walked in. Would she run from him in fear? Would she shout at him and force him to leave? Would she avoid him at all costs? The only way to know was to go in and find out.

Barry, heart beating at the thought of losing another person, and a friend at that, knocked on the door. Barry's trained hearing heard shuffling from before the knock. As soon as he knocked, it stopped. After a minute, nothing had happened.

"Caitlin? It- it's Barry. I want to talk." Barry said sheepishly. No response. "Cait, please let me in." Nothing. Barry sighed and continued. "I'm coming in, okay?" Still, no response. However, since he knew that she could hear him, he took it as a good sign that she didn't shout at him to leave. Barry phased through the door and stepped in.

Barry walked into the apartment. When he walked in he found Caitlin sitting on the couch. She was wrapped tightly in a blanket, staring off into space. Her eyes were wide and lips slightly parted, showing obvious fear. She was openly avoiding his glare. Her legs were tucked in close to her, the blanket covering them too. Barry walked over and sat next to her, opting to let her speak first. To his surprise, she didn't move. In fact, she didn't seem to acknowledge him at all. Barry hunched over in his seat, looking down at the floor. After a painful silence, Caitlin spoke.

"Why?" She asked, voice quiet and frail. Barry looked back up at her and saw what he was expecting. Now that he was closer, he could see that her eyes were red and puffy. That combined with the sound of her voice proved that she had been crying. Barry didn't respond. "Why?" She asked again, voice sounding no better. Barry sat up and thought for a moment.

Why? That was a question that, honestly, he couldn't answer. He knew that there was another way. He can read situations better than anyone in a room, so he knew that he could have properly contained Delmond. Even then, he decided against it. What was going on with him? Was he craving the kill? No, that couldn't be it. Could it? He had never had apprehension about killing after the first few years of his work.

He had never had apprehension about killing after the first few years of his work. He always killed. He told himself that it was to ensure that they couldn't escape wherever they were being contained. But was that really it?

"I don't know." Barry finally said. "I knew that there was a way to properly contain him. Even so, I still went for the kill. And I have no idea why."

"Well then figure it out!" Caitlin attempted to shout, voice breaking halfway through. She continued on, voice wavering. "These are people's lives we are talking about here! Lives that you are ending! I didn't like the guy, but that doesn't mean that I wanted him to die! So tell me! Tell me, dammit, why did you kill him?!"

"I DON'T KNOW!" Barry shouted, causing Caitlin to jump back in fear. She knew that he would never hurt her, but she was scared nonetheless. Barry softened his voice and continued. "Sorry. I just..." Barry knew why he just refused to acknowledge it. After another silence, he continued. "In all my years working with the Speed Force, I never felt guilty for killing. I always did what I was trained to do. Use lethal force to ensure that the enemy couldn't escape and cause more harm. But ever since I got back, two things have happened. One is that I have begun to feel guilt. However, that could easily be that I feel guilty for causing pain to my friends and family due to me killing. The other is that I don't seem to be wanting to stop killing. I tell myself that I need to, that I can find other ways, but it's like something is stopping me from not killing. Caitlin, what if I'm starting to like it?" Barry finished, looking at Caitlin with pained and fearful eyes. She had moved back to where she was sitting and looked at Barry.

It took a moment for all that he said to register in her head. Eventually, she realized what he had asked. She took a moment and summoned the courage to look at him. Her eyes met his as she began to speak.

"You went through hell, Barry. I'd be surprised if you came out unscathed. However, you've been back for over two months. You are no longer in the speed force, Barry. You're home. And you can't bring the morals from the speed force here. They don't apply here. And as for you liking it, stop. Don't kill anymore, because now it's alienating your team." She paused for a moment, then continued. "Please, for your sake and mine, stop the killing," She pleaded. Barry relaxed slightly seeing that she didn't push him away at the notion. Barry closed his eyes and nodded.

"I think I can... with your help." Barry smiled, pulling her into a hug. After a moment, they separated.

"I think I have an idea that might help."

"What?"

"I think it's time you revealed yourself to the world as the Flash." Barry flashed a confused look, driving Caitlin to continue. "The Flash isn't someone that kills. I think that if you take on that persona again, it might help you want to not kill. You know, to uphold his reputation. Also, no one has seen the Flash since the night you killed your killer, and most believe that someone was just using your costume. So, why not do a reveal, like Oliver did when he became the Green Arrow?" Barry thought about it for a moment, then responded.

"Yeah, I think that's a good idea. We'll do it tomorrow. See ya!" Barry smiled and ran off to his room in S.T.A.R. Labs.

Barry was awoken by sunlight flowing through the window. He ran through the events of the other night in his head. The bonds in the void. Breaking free. Killing the henchman. Fighting Delmond. Killing Delmond. Talking with Caitlin. Out of all of it, however, one thing stuck out. Delmond's last words. "Prepare for unforeseen consequences." What did he mean by that? What were the consequences? Why were there consequences? Who would bring them about? For what felt like an eternity, Barry sat there and thought about the phrase.

Eventually, Barry heard a knock on the door. He turned his head and saw Caitlin standing in the doorway.

"Hey! Cisco, Harry, and Wally are all here, and Sam is up. Wanna make that reveal video?" She said, smiling.

"Yeah, sure. Give me a moment to get dressed." Barry said. Caitlin nodded her head and walked off. Barry decided not to use his speed to get ready, opting to take it slow and think. He shifted out of the covers and prepared for the day.

Barry walked into the cortex found the rest of the team talking.

"Hey, Barry! Nice to see you finally up!" Sam said, walking over and hugging Barry quickly.

"Nice to be up. Any plans on how we're gonna do this?" Barry asked, addressing the team.

"We have it all set up, although I think it would be better if we had someone really good with computers here to ensure the effectiveness of the broadcast," Cisco said. After a moment, Barry spoke up.

"I have an idea. I'll be right back."

Oliver woke up like normal. He gave Felicity a quick kiss on the cheek, before hopping out of bed and putting on some clothes to make breakfast. After about half an hour, Felicity walked out in pajamas and slippers. He smiled and handed her a plate of eggs, bacon, sausage, and a piece of toast. They both sat down and ate, talking about plans and ideas on how to deal with the large amount of weapons flowing into the city. About halfway through their breakfast, Felicity disappeared out of nowhere and was replaced by a note left next to her plate.

Sorry, have to borrow her for a little while. I'll make sure nothing happens to her. Thanks!

-B

PS: Turn to channel 7, I'll have something up there in a few.

"Dammit, Barry."

Barry arrived back at the cortex with Felicity in his arms. He put her down, receiving stunned faces from his team. Felicity stumbled for a second before realizing where she was and attempted to make herself smaller, blood shooting up into her cheeks faster than Barry's speed.

"BARRY! What did you do?!" Caitlin screamed, rushing to get proper clothes for Felicity.

"Why did you bring me here?" Felicity asked, eyes wide with embarrassment because of her current attire. She readily accepted the clothes that Caitlin gave her.

"I need your help with something. Change and we'll start." Barry said. Felicity nodded and began to walk out of the room.

"Wait. Here. We would like to get started as soon as possible," Sam said. Felicity stopped in her tracks and turned to Sam.

"Who are you?" She asked.

"My name is Samandriel. You can call me Sam." He responded. He placed his hands on her shoulders and moved her to a corner. He turned his back to her and extended his wings, fully blocking her from everyone's view. "Go on. No one can see you."

Felicity hesitated for a moment before changing into the S.T.A.R. Labs sweatpants and shirt. She tapped him on the shoulder when she was done.

"Done?" He asked.

"Yeah." Sam retracted his wings and walked off to join the rest of the team.

"So, what's so important as to interrupt my breakfast with Oliver?"

"We've decided that we want to reveal the Flash to the city once again, and we want to do it like Oliver did when he became the Green Arrow. We have it mostly ready, but we need your help to ensure its range, strength, and that it isn't stopped until we cut it off." Barry quickly explained. Felicity nodded in recognition of the broadcast that they were referencing.

"Alright. Where is the equipment?" Felicity asked. Barry grabbed the camera, set it up, and hooked it up to the computers. Felicity scurried around to the main desk and sat down. She began typing and worked for a moment before looking to the rest of the team.

"Where do you want the stream to be broadcast?" Felicity asked.

"On everything, and extend it to channel 7, so some people in Star City get it," Barry responded. Felicity nodded and completed what he asked for.

"Alright! It's ready!" Felicity said, handing Barry a button. "Press this when you are done with the message." Barry took it and sped into his Flash suit. He then stood in front of the camera and nodded to Felicity to begin the stream. Barry looked directly into the camera and began vibrating his face.

"Hello, people of Central City and Star City. About two years ago, I was killed. The hands of death grabbed hold of me and refused to let go. Luckily, I escaped. I got free and I managed to return here. I returned a little over two months ago, and have been in hiding ever since. Now, however, I am ready. I will also be working with another speedster, who is called, "The Wraith." You will know him by this mask." Barry held up the mask he wore from the speed force. "I am also working with a man known as "Pheonix." You can pick him out by his flaming wings." After a pause of about 5 seconds, Barry continued. "It has been a long journey, but I'm glad that I am finally home. Flash out." Barry pressed the button that Felicity gave him and the stream stopped.

"It worked!" Felicity exclaimed.

"That was a good speech, Allen. I'm proud." Harry said.

"Thanks."

"Alright," Felicity began, "Can I go home now?"

"Of course." Barry smiled and ran Felicity back to her house. Felicity stopped right behind the chair that she was taken from, her pajamas in front of her. Oliver was glaring at her with a raised eyebrow.

"I assume that was you?"

"Correct! Oh, and Barry says thanks."

"So, now that the Flash has been revealed, when will Barry Allen?" Harry asked.

"I don't know. I will have to wait some time before I do reveal myself, just to make sure that people don't get suspicious about the timing of my return corresponding with the Flash's." Barry responded.

"How long do you plan on waiting?" Caitlin asked.

"Maybe another month? I'll probably do it by walking into the police station, and I'd like to have Joe with me when I do."

"What are you going to do until then?" Cisco asked.

"Probably just resume normal duties-" Barry's sentence was interrupted by the sounding of klaxons. Caitlin took her place in front of the computer running vitals, while Cisco sat in front of the other computer.

"Meta-human alert. Looks like there is someone who is standing in the middle of the street. Cars seemed to pass through him." Cisco relayed the information to Barry and Sam.

"Ready?" Barry asked Sam.

"Always."

Barry arrived at the scene and observed his surroundings. People were backed away from the man, and traffic was refusing to move. After a few seconds, Sam stepped through a portal.

"What do you think this is?" Sam asked, looking to Barry. Sam was dressed in his speed force gear, wings extended and flaming along with the rest of his body, while Barry was in his Flash suit.

"I'm not sure," Barry responded. The man was unmoving. They both inched their way towards the man.

"Who are you? Why are you here?" Barry asked. The man, who was previously staring off into space, turned to look at Barry.

"I'm dying." The man said, face turning to one of fear. Barry was about to respond when the man changed form right in front of his eyes, faster than a blink. That wasn't what stunned Barry, however. What stunned him was what he turned into. Or, more accurately, who.

"Help! Help me please!" Nora shouted, staring at Barry. She then fell backward, a stab wound forming on her abdomen. Barry rushed forward, not even thinking.

Behind him, Sam was planning on pulling Barry back. Before he could, he heard a voice behind him.

"Sam? Sam, please help me!" A female voice cried. Sam whipped his head around and saw Peniel. His wife from Jewel. "Please, help me, Sam! I don't know where I am!"

Sam was too stunned to move. Half of him wanted to run to her, hold her and tell her that everything would be alright. The other half of him was screaming at him, telling him that this was wrong, that this was all fake, and that if he didn't move now, people could die. That last thought broke him out of his daze. He pulled together all the strength he had left to turn away. Penny's (Peniel's) pleas grew louder, making it even harder to walk away. Eventually, he managed to ignore them. Sam ran over to Barry who was doing everything he could to help his mother. It was obvious that he had chosen the side of him that Sam overcome. Sam grabbed onto Barry and pulled him back, yelling at him that she wasn't real.

Barry fought back but eventually came to his senses. When he did, Nora stopped crying and disappeared, along with Penny, who Sam had been watching out of the corner of his eye. Both of them just realized that the team was shouting at them from back at S.T.A.R. Labs. After a few seconds passed, a man dropped down in front of them out of nowhere. Both Barry and Sam readied into a fighting position. The man spoke.

"Greetings! My name is Jacob Johnson. You can call me 'Deception'. I must admit, I am surprised that the resurrected Flash actually came to see me! Oh, how did you like that little show that I put on, hmm? It reads the mind of its target and finds the one person that anyone will fall prey to. Anyways, I just wanted to see if you were real. We will be seeing each other again soon. 'Till next time!" Deception then waves his hand around his body, disappearing bit by bit. Barry and Sam look at each other before leaving to discuss the situation with the team.

A/N: There we have it! Again, please review and follow, as it drives me to continue the story. Bye!