Another request done! *wipes sweat* I have AP's tomorrow, then the SAT II on saturday, but I'll try my best to get to all of your requests this weekend! I might post again during my break later, we'll see how things go... Coming up next is a heroic Barry, ColdFlash2 and Jealous Iris! Thanks for all of the requests and enjoy!

Barry pulled down a photo album, it was a red leather bound book. Iris had insisted on every picture they took being included in this book.

Times had really changed, but maybe it was time to remember.

Barry lifted the cover and let the pages fall open.

The first picture he saw was himself and Iris shortly after they had met. Two grinning gap toothed kids holding onto each other like nothing else mattered to them. He remembered the day he realized the funny feeling in his stomach was not a normal reaction around your best friend.

The picture next to that was a bit later, middle school for them. He was awkward and gangly and Iris was beautiful, her hair spinning curls off in every direction. They were arm in arm in front of the middle school, backpack snugly settled on their shoulders.

Barry hadn't thought about middle school in a long time.

He couldn't begin to comprehend his wife's brilliance in compiling these pictures of their lives together. So many years of happiness and love all stored in one beautiful, innocuous book.

Barry looked at the picture of Iris promposing to him, his face was bright red despite their already solid relationship. Her cellular structures and DNA and RNA models spelling out prom?. She had laughed so hard when he spluttered out a yes, trying not to pass out from blushing so hard.

The image of Iris in her prom dress, her hair tamed to perfection, though he thought she always retained that sense of perfect, the lilac dress hugging her waist and falling gently to the ground. Barry stood, his arm wrapped around her shoulders, looking astutely nerdy in a bow tie and his glasses. The smile that lit up both of their eyes shone even through the long years.

Their graduation documented the next page with their yellow and red gowns, their caps in the air just above their heads.

There were so many pages of random pictures and memories captured when the other wasn't paying attention.

Then Barry saw the night he had promised forever to the woman he had loved his entire life, his best friend, his soul mate.

Iris looked incredible in her simple white dress, the vine covered brick walls of the venue made her skin shine. Barry looked awkward next to the vision that was his wife.

He saw the picture they had received from their other earth counterparts and their friends. He still thought it was weird that Reverb, KillerFrost and the Flash were all friends.

He saw Joseph in some of the pictures, looking at his daughter like she had hung the stars in the sky and become the sun. Barry hoped that's how he looked at his wife. He felt the regret flow through him at the thought of his late father in law, he had never liked that they hadn't made up their differences.

He saw little Joey's birth, and marveled at how small his 6'2" son had been. He saw Iris's tears at his christening.

Barry closed the book, unwilling to look at the next part, the war and troubles that had plagued Central City after Robert and Oliver Queen had been found on that island.

"Barry!" His wife's voice called, "What are you doing up here?" She asked, coming into the attic.

"Remembering." He said, putting the photo album back in it's place.