Author's Note: So, everyone's been so excited about the small bit of Coldflash we got last chapter. Well for those of you indecisive about who she should end up with we're gonna get some serious Olivarry in this one. There's gonna be some implied stuff going on but nothing explicit. Hehehehehe I am a little bit evil, I'm gonna change up their meeting. I own nothing.

10 Back In Starling

Barry ran, faster than she had before, racing down the thankfully mostly empty road. Three minutes into her run she smelled smoke and paused in the middle of the deserted highway. Her jacket was smoking and she ripped it off and tossed it aside as it went up in smoke, Dr. Wells words still echoing in her ears as memories of that horrible night flashed into her mind. Tears welled up in her eyes as everything from the past few days crashed over her. She glanced over at the sign near her. Sixty miles to Starling City. She raced off again ignoring the sparks coming from her shoes. Joes shouts against herself and her father and the death of the man in the accident pulled at her as she raced through the city looking for someone. She didn't find him in the city so she raced out to the Queen Manor. She was holding back sobs by the time someone opened the door, not to mention her shoes were smoking.

Oliver had just gotten home for the night from his escapades as the Arrow. Thea was still at the club. Diggle was at headquarters training with Roy and Felicity was working on her techy stuff. He had luckily not gotten hurt that night and he was contemplating bothering Joe West again to see if there had been any change in Barry's condition when there was a banging on the door. He grabbed one of the knives he had hidden around the house as the banging sounded again and he made his way to the door. The knife clattered out of his hand when he opened it.

"Oliver." Oliver opened his arms and Barry buried herself into his chest and sobbed on his doorstep as he ran a hand through her hair trying to take deep breaths.

"Oh my god Barry! You're awake. How… How did you get here? Your shoes are smoking!" Barry hiccupped a laugh and held on a little tighter. Oliver pulled her closer burying his nose in her hair and inhaling as she sobbed into his chest.

"It's a long story. I needed someone to talk to." Oliver stepped back slightly his hand moving from her hair to her hand.

"Please come in. I can't believe your actually here." Barry was still sniffling as Oliver led her up to his room and settled her on the spacious couch. She wasn't wearing shoes. How had he missed her taking them off? He wrapped her up in a blanket and told her to wait. He wasn't generally good with upset people but he figured if he did what he normally did for Thea they could go from there. He made a quick cup of hot chocolate and took the fire extinguisher to her shoes, which were smoldering outside. He headed back upstairs and found Barry curled up under the blanket sobbing. He set down the hot chocolate and wrapped his arms around her until she managed to calm down. Then she began to explain what had happened. Upon hearing, everything she'd been through in the last twenty-four hours he wrapped her in a tighter hug and kissed her forehead.

"Barry." Barry sniffled into his shoulder.

"What if Wells was right? What if I'm not cut out to be a hero? What if I'm just some girl who got struck by lightning?" Oliver tilted Barry's face up gently so she was looking at him.

"I don't think that lightning struck you Barry. I think it chose you." Barry's eyes teared up further.

"I don't know if I can do what you can do. I don't know if I can be a vigilante like you." Oliver brushed her hair out of her face.

"No. You can do better. You can inspire people. Watching over your city like a guardian angel. Saving people in a flash." Barry smiled as Oliver leaned in slowly giving her every chance to back out. Instead she leaned forward meeting him halfway. It was slow and deep and neither of them backed off until they needed air. Oliver grinned.

"Take your own advice, wear a mask." Barry grinned as Oliver whipped her eyes.

"Speaking of how does that fit, I never got the chance to see you in it." Oliver smiled down at her, there was something gleaming in her eyes. Something that made him pull her closer.

"Maybe if you stay the night you'll get that chance." Barry laughed and nodded leaning in again.

Then next morning Oliver rolled over and grinned wide looking into the sleeping face of Barry Allen. He could get used to that sight. Her hair was a complete mess. He had been right that it would be very enjoyable to tangle his hands in it. It was longer than it had been before the lighting, reaching to just above her ass. He ran his hand through her hair and she hummed lightly snuggling into his side. He laughed lightly.

"You know I never thought I'd get something like this while I was on the island." Barry nuzzled into his side a bit more.

"Well I for one am glad you got off that island." Barry traced one of the scars that ran across Oliver's abs. There was a faint buzzing and Barry groaned turning over then she caught sight of the clock and swore. She raced over to her discarded jeans and pulled out her phone which was still ringing.

"Hello?" There was an exasperated sigh from the other line. She'd know that sigh anywhere.

"Hey Joe." She could practically hear her foster father roll his eyes.

"Where the hell are you Barry? And you better not lie to me this time." Barry flinched like a teenager caught in wrongdoing.

"I'm at a friend's house." Joe sighed.

"And that's code for you having sex, isn't it? Never mind I don't wanna know. All I wanna know is when you're showing up for work." Barry was blushing bright red and Oliver couldn't help the laugh that bubbled up in his chest.

"I'll be to work on time. I'm not in till one anyway." Joe sighed.

"I'm sorry about what I said to you yesterday." Barry cut him off running a hand through her hair.

"Look Joe I don't wanna talk about it right now. I'll see you later ok." Oliver frowned from his spot under the covers as Barry hung up on her foster father. She came and snuggled back under the covers next to him. He wrapped his arms around her.

"You ok." Barry nodded as he ran his fingers through her hair again. She laughed.

"You really like my hair don't you." Oliver nodded. Then a grumbling echoed around the room and Barry blushed bright red.

"Hungry?" Barry hit him lightly before looking up at him smiling.

"Yes." Oliver held her close for another moment before smiling and kissing her again.

"Alright breakfast before you head back then. And your gonna need new shoes." Barry laughed. Then jumped and tumbled off the bed as someone knocked on the door and shouted.

"Ollie! You have a meeting today remember. Felicity said you weren't answering her calls. I'm coming in!" The door opened before either of them could do anything about it and Thea Queen walked into the room. Barry snatched the top blanket off Oliver's bed and wrapped herself in it leaving Oliver with just the sheet. Barry was bright red as she peeked over the bed. Thea laughed.

"It's been a while since I caught you like this Ollie." Oliver scowled and chucked a pillow at his sister. She dodged and laughed.

"At least you seem to have dislodged the stick up your ass. Wait is that Barry Allen? The girl you went to see in Central after she got hit by lightning?" Oliver threw another pillow as Barry waved.

"Hello, I don't think we ever got to meet. I am actually Barry yes." She was blushing bright red as Thea pulled her to her feet, still wrapped in the blanket.

"I'm Thea Queen nice to meet you Miss Allen. Maybe we can have a proper talk over breakfast." Barry blushed brightly as Thea tossed a pair of pants at Oliver.

"Come on! Felicity will kill you if your late. It is your company after all." Barry frowned at Oliver as Thea left.

"My mother died in the attack Deathstroke launched on Starling." Barry reached out and grabbed his hand, squeezing gently. Then she grinned and zoomed over to her clothes and dressed at super speed. She grinned at Oliver as he started to dress.

"Hurry up slowpoke. Felicity will probably kill you if you're late and I doubt even I could save you. Plus, I'm pretty sure your sister wants to give me the third degree." Oliver laughed and got dressed.