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Twenty-Five

It soon became apparent that I wasn't going to be able to return to what my life had been before the attack.

A few days after seeing my father for the first time in fourteen years Suki had come back to Central to deal with some paperwork or something regarding the change of her last name-apparently no self-respecting lawyer would dare go to Blüdhaven cause of it crime rate. I was contemplating which kind of takeout to get delivered when there was a knock on the door.

I figured it wasn't Barry or Joe because I wasn't talking with them-keeping company with Lancelot was fine for me. When I answered the door Suki was standing there with an overnight bag waiting to be let in. "Oh…it's you…what do you want?"

"Well to be let in for starters," Suki answered. "We have to talk."

"I don't want to talk," I told her, slamming the door in her face. "Least of all to you." I went back into the kitchen to continue looking at the menus.

Thai?

Italian?

Indian?

Mexican?

Greek?

Hmmmm…I haven't had Greek for a while.

There was another knock on my door so with a sigh I went and answered it. "As I open the door I mentally cursed myself for not checking. Go away, Suki," I told the figure standing in my doorway. I slammed the door again and bolted it this time.

Before I even got back to the kitchen to take a better look at the Greek menu a sudden breeze shot by me and seconds later I found myself standing in the middle of the control room at STAR Labs. "You know I was in the middle of a very important life decision," I told them.

"We need to talk with you," Wells assured me as he sat there in his wheelchair.

I looked around the lab and sighed. "What is this?" I asked. Joe, Suki, Barry, Sylvia, Cisco, Caitlin and Wells were all staring at me like I'd grown an extra head. The only person in the room not looking at me with some kind of misplaced pity and sadness was Sylvia.

"Well I thought-" Barry started to say but stopped, "-we thought that it would be a good idea for you to talk with us about what's on your mind."

Caitlin frowned. "Well it's obvious what's on her mind Barry but we did want to try and help. Let you know that we're here for you and you don't have to do this on your own."

"You could have just asked me," I frowned, staring down at the fact I was wearing shorts and Barry's MIT shirt.

"We tried," Suki frowned, "I came to deal with some paperwork but they tell me you're ignoring everyone's calls."

"I'm busy," I snipped.

"Doing what?" Joe asked.

"Contemplating the patheticness that is my existence," I snapped.

Joe put his hand on my shoulder. "Charlie it's okay. I've worked cases like this before-"

"GET AWAY FROM ME!" I shouted, pushing Joe away. "I AM NOT SOME KIND OF CASE FOR YOU TO WORK ON!" The water in the water cooler reacted to my sudden outburst of anger and exploded. It shot at Joe and hit him hard, sending him flying across the room. When Joe hit the wall, the water slammed into him and instantly froze over him, cutting of his air supply.

"Charlie!" Suki gasped.

"Miss Allen!" Wells spoke out. "Let him go."

Barry rammed into me, snapping my concentration. I stumbled back, falling flat on my ass as I did. "Charlie what are you doing?"

I scrambled to my feet glaring at him. "Stay out of this Barry you know nothing about it! Let's see how you'd feel having your whole entire life shattered because of someone you called a friend! I look in the mirror or any image of myself and I hate myself. It's sick and disgusting. That's how I see myself every time I see myself in the mirror. Stop trying to fix everything! This can't be fixed."

"Miss Allen you could have killed him," Well lectured. "I would feel better if you were to let us take a look. Mrs White here has volunteered to talk with you."

"No offence but just stay out of it," I scowled. I turned and stormed out, brushing past Suki on the way.

Once I was outside, I stuck my hands in my pockets and frowned, Suki's cell phone was in my pocket. I unlocked the main screen and frowned. I was familiar with the tracking program on the main screen that was running. Felicity had worked late for a few weeks trying to get Team Arrow's tracking system the same as the one River had used in Gotham. Flicking through the screen to the target page I paused when I saw the name. "Oh you sneaky bitch," I muttered under my breath.

TARGET: SNART, LEONARD.

Suki was looking for Leonard… "But why?" I asked myself.

"Because," Suki replied, "if something like this were to happen to me I'd want to guy I cared about looking out for me." She walked up behind me with a soft smile on her face. "I know you think this is my fault but I know my best friend. You need someone that isn't any of us and he's your man. As weird as that is. So I figured I'd tracking him down and you could go spend a few days with him. Get to know him. Figure him out a little and tell him how you feel. River agrees with me."

"River agrees with you?" I frowned. "She was the one who told me to leave him go in the first place."

Suki shrugged. "It's River." She sighed. "Snart's in Opal City. He's going after his old partner Mick Rory. You should go. Just don't become an international criminal or something whilst you're gone. I'll deal with the guys here." She nodded to my right.

I don't know how but there was my bike ready to go. "Thanks," I muttered, handing her back her phone. I knew I should apologise but right now I didn't know how to put into words what I wanted to say. Then there was Joe…Oh god what had I done to Joe? I rushed over to my waiting bike, activating my suit at the same time. It was going to be a long road trip to Opal City but I had to get away for a bit.

I found Leonard in a shitty little motel six just outside of Opal City. With some financial incentive I found out he was staying in room 15 on the top floor. I booked myself a room a few doors down and went to leave my stuff inside.

I changed out of the clothes Suki had packed for me and put something less travelled on.

When I approached room 15 there was heavy talk going on inside. I raised my fist and knocked on the door.

Moments later I was greeted with a gun to the face. I lashed out, grabbing the gun and twisting it out of my attacker's hand. Just like Joe had shown us growing up, I ejected the round from the barrel and took the gun apart.

"Mick," Leonard frowned, "don't attack her…yet. What are you doing here, Charlie?"

"I need to talk to you, once you hear me out then you can throw me out," I told him. "The gargoyle can go somewhere else."

Leonard frowned. "We'll talk later," he told his fiend.

I closed the door behind the guy and sat down on the chair at the edge of the room. "Just hear me out or I'm not gonna be able to finish…Okay?"