Chapter 29

The first so weeks were supposed to be fun filled and relaxing and here Wally was lying in bed, coughing his brains out. Somehow he had gotten sick and it wasn't very pleasant when every day you see the sun shining begging you to come out and play.

He groaned as he rolled away from the open curtain to glare at the wall. Whenever Iris was watching him he was allowed downstairs and to walk around for a little bit.

Sadly today was not an Aunt Iris day, it was a Barry day and Barry hadn't dealt with enough sick kids before to know that even if they are sick they do need to do something.

Wally listened closely for any sign of noise below before carefully crawling out of the bed. A shaky hand reached for the door just as he saw the door knob about to turn.

As quickly as he could he rushed back to bed, successfully making himself dizzy.

Barry's head peaked in with a smile, "Hey Wally, how are you feeling?"

Wally only sent his uncle a sad look, "I feel terrible, Uncle Barry."

The blond frowned and came into the room, sitting on the side of his bed and using the back of his hand to check to see if Wally was still burning up.

"Anything you want to make yourself feel better?"

"Not really Uncle Barry, I just want to get out of bed…maybe watch a movie?"

The blond seemed to contemplate it before shrugging, "Oh why not? I was getting bored anyway."

Barry smiled as he walked over to the side of his nephew's bed and picked him up, keeping the throw blanket around the boy's small frame comfortably.

He carried him down the stairs with a small smile on his face.

"I'll make us some soup while you pick a movie, alright?"

With a quick nod in response, Barry placed Wally on the couch and went to the kitchen to heat up the soup Iris had left them.


Two still slightly warm bowls sat on the coffee table as the movie played; Wally's eyes drooping dangerously as the bright color's flashed onto the screen.

Barry ran his fingers through the red locks, casually feeling the sick child's forehead.

It wasn't as warm as it had been that morning, which was lucky enough. He didn't want Wally to spend more of his summer break in a bed coughing and feeling miserable. No kid should have that fate.

Tired green eyes slipped closed just as the hero in the movie got out of the villain's trap. If Wally wasn't sick he would have forced himself to stay up just to finish this, but the kid was exhausted.

All his anti-bodies working to fight off the infection along with the medicine.

Still as long as Wally was comfortable laying on him, and sleeping soundly he saw no need to move him. Not like he had anything else to do today.

He sat there, mentally going over what had been going on at work and stuff, and it didn't take that long. In fact it had only been five minutes.

With a sigh, the blond picked up Wally gently and laid him back down on the couch; covering him with his blanket.


Iris came home to find Wally fast asleep on the couch and Barry out in the garage, since he took some work home with him. Sadly it wasn't the kind of work that Iris would approve of.

"Barry what did I tell you about bringing chemicals home and experimenting?"

The blond glanced back at her and put the beaker down, a guilty look crossing over his face, "Um…not to?"

His wife only sighed and shook her head, "Don't blow up the garage, please."

Blue eyes lit up with delight, "I promise I won't."

With a nod, Iris went back inside and picked up her sleeping nephew. She gently touched his forehead and gave a small smile seeing as the fever had gone down.

She carried him with some difficulty up the stairs and laid him back in his bed, covering him with his sheet.

Moving to grab the thermometer, he carefully took his temperature so not to wake him. Sleep was important after all.

Wally only stirred for a second before rolling over so his back was to her.

She looked at the thermometer and gave a relieved sigh; just at ninety-nine. At this rate he should be better in a few days.

Quietly Iris stood and walking out of the room so she could let her nephew sleep in peace.


As soon as he feet hit the bottom of the stair way she felt a quick breeze before the door shut. A sigh escaped the redhead's lips as she went to clean up the mess in the living room.

The house was pretty quiet without either of her boys running around and causing havoc, but with Wally sick and Barry out doing his 'second job' it was kind of an opportunity she didn't want to miss.

With the bowls in the sink and her out of her work clothes she settled on the couch. With an estimated time slot of a few hours she was going to use it all on herself and relax the best she could.


Upstairs things were not as good as they seemed; Wall had started to toss and turn again. Sweat beading down in his face.

He freckled cheeks were flushed with fever; kicking the blankets off in an attempt to get cooler.

Iris didn't know the fever had spiked again sadly, or about what was happening upstairs.

Only Wally knew what was going on in the prison that was his mind.


A/N: So I am back from DC and got WORD to work again so YAY! Soon as this is posted Chapter 30 will be worked on. Sorry about the lateness and its shortness, but it is transferring into something HUGE I hope.

I love you guys and thanks for the support.