(Diana P.O.V) 24 Hours Earlier

"Luckily for you, I actually own a cabin 30 or so miles away from the area of target, which I can have stocked with all necessary supplies while you and Barry scope out the area". Bruce exclaimed as he went over our upcoming mission.

"You and Barry will be stationed in Northern Canada for 4-5 days, where you will collect samples of the affected area, and you will be on watch for any suspicious behavior. If you do find anything alert Victor or I immediately, as I will have at least 2 other members on guard for backup at all times".

I nodded as Bruce continued on, but couldn't stop my mind from wandering to the pictures of teenage Barry as an orphan, and how sick he had looked.

I wondered how Barry had managed to stay positive after what I could only imagine as a tortuous childhood, and still to this day remain a happy presence in nearly everyone's lives.

"I have a private plane ready for the both of you, so everything's in order for the trip".

I snapped out of my inner thoughts and shot Bruce a smile.

"Thank you Bruce this is very thoughtful, although I can't understand why you want me to be the one to help Barry, or how I am even going to help".

Bruce looked down to the floor clearly thinking about how he should answer my question.

"Barry doesn't accept help or even fully trust us, which is why he can be so guarded and careful when it comes to asking for anything. I think that this behavior is so second nature to him that he doesn't even realize he's doing it".

"I've thought about this for a while, and of everyone on this team, you are the one he trusts the most, I think if any one of us has a chance to help Barry accept us as people who care and want to help him, then it's going to be you".

"Bruce that's very nice of you to say, but I don't know what I'm going to say or.."

"Diana just be yourself, show him that we care for him, and that he doesn't have to fend for himself all the time. You don't have to burst into speech but show him that we're a family, and we want to help him".

I nodded my head unsure of what I was going to say or if it would even make a difference.

"Okay I'll try Bruce".

He nodded and I looked towards the exit as Alfred re emerged from behind the door.

"Master Allen, has been alerted of his mission with Diana, and is excited to say the least".

"Thank you Alfred".

I turned back to Bruce as Alfred nodded.

"When do we leave"?

(Barry P.O.V) Present Day

"Wow, Barry and Diana on a mission together. Are you excited because I am so excited? I mean I've always wanted to visit Canada, but thought it would be too cold, even though I can't really get cold, you know super speed stuff".

I slowed down my pace as we walked towards the private jet that Bruce had prepared for our trip, and felt a slight twinge of guilt for the inevitable thousands of dollars Bruce was spending on our flight alone, not to mention everything else.

Diana smiled at me and I shot her a cheesy grin back.

"Yes, Barry I am excited for our mission, just not for the 7 hour plane ride there". Diana giggled as I made a funny face when the plane ride was mentioned.

I couldn't argue with that although I knew that this plane was probably much more comfortable than any average plane, meaning that it was probably super expensive.

"Master Allen, Diana, your cabin in Ontario, has been stocked with everything you may need for the next few days and master Wayne has given me these for you both".

I watched as Alfred pulled out a case containing small circular pieces.

"Comm's for your communication with the rest of the team, and each other".

I put on a smile even though I felt uneasy about taking even more gadgets from Bruce, first the plane, then, his personal cabin which he had stalked with thing's for me and Diana and now this.

"Thank you Alfred". Diana began as she took the case from him.

"Yeah, thanks these are sooo cool". I exclaimed, reminding myself to act normal, and thankful.

"My pleasure".

Both Diana and I followed Alfred towards the plane's entrance and boarded after saying goodbye to Alfred, and I mentally prepared myself for several long hours of sitting still.

Inside the plane was even nicer than I expected, as there were light brown leather seats lined up, along with couches, a small table, a mini fridge, and a T.V.

"Wow this is fancy". I admitted a little worry hinted within my voice which I mentally cursed myself for.

"Very, Bruce has good taste".

"Yeah". I agreed as Diana sat down in one of the rows of chairs, and I followed up 2 chairs over.

I curled up in my seat comfortably in my sweats and a hoodie, which admittedly was a little big on my chest, but since staying at the hall of justice, I had been filling out more due to the surplus of food, another thing I would have to pay Bruce back for in time.

The plane took off with ease and Diana and I chatted for an hour or so before I began to feel finicky and restless, another annoying symptom of having super speed.

It started with just the slight tapping of my finger's, then the rhythmic pattern of my knee bobbing up and down, then the incessant tapping of my foot, and soon my whole body was wiggling as I forced myself to stay seated.

I turned to Diana who was looking at me in amusement.

"Sorry, I get fidgety on long rides sometimes".

"You don't need to apologize Barry, I think anyone would get restless after sitting still for so long".

I shrugged my shoulders, as Diana got up from her seat to turn on a movie, I guess to keep my mind busy, which worked a little thankfully.

Over the next few hours we watched a mixture of Back to the Future, and Fight Club, both movies in which I had to explain the majority of what was going on towards Diana, who was very much clueless throughout both.

The distraction was nice and it helped with my fidgeting but by the end of Fight Club my body was starving for food and my eyes drifted towards the mini fridge to my left.

A few more minutes passed as I debated eating on Bruce's plane or eating at the Cabin, since I didn't want to be responsible for Bruce having to restart both the plane and his cabin. I had eaten enough at breakfast and lunch but the aching hunger was ever present and the longer I focused on it the more it broke down my will to wait any longer.

Eventually Diana broke the silence.

"Barry are you hungry"?

I turned to her, snapping out of my momentary trance, and shook my head to say no, but just then my stomach let out a low rumbling sound that gave me away.

"Barry there is a mini fridge right beside you, if you're hungry then take what you need and eat, Bruce won't mind".

I sighed.

"I know I was just hoping to wait it out until the plane landed". I admitted a little awkwardly.

"That won't be for another 2 hours Barry, so you should eat something now". Diana suggested gently, and I caved as I stood in the direction of the mini fridge.

"Do you want anything"? I asked before opening the door to the fridge, hoping that I wouldn't be the only one using up all of Bruce's supplies.

"No thank you Barry, I don't really eat very much, Amazon's don't need sustenance like regular people".

"Oh, yeah I definitely have that problem but flipped, I need like 20 times more". I replied sarcastically.

Diana laughed "Yes, I suppose you are the opposite".

I smiled before turning towards the fridge, and examining the contents within. There were chip's, trail mix, ice cream, yogurt, fresh fruit, and more, my mouth watering at the sight of everything.

I told myself to eat only a small amount but as I put the first spoon of chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream in my mouth, my body went on auto pilot and I couldn't stop myself from shoveling as much ice cream in my mouth as I could.

I knew it was gross to watch and probably an unhealthy way of eating, but I couldn't stop myself, since whenever there was food available I had to eat it all, and I'd been like that since before the accident.

Growing up in home's where you never knew when your next meal was going to be taught me to eat fast and a lot, which had caused several unhealthy habits I couldn't shake.

Since becoming the Flash my metabolism had skyrocketed meaning that these eating patterns had done the same. I joke about how much I need to eat but it wasn't something I really enjoyed. I couldn't count how many times I had stuffed myself to the point of vomiting or lost control during meal times.

I had tried to be extra careful to not overdo it at the Hall of Justice, but hadn't been careful enough since my night time raid of the kitchen where I was unable to fight off the hunger had got me caught by Bruce, which in turn embarrassed the shit out of me, and reminded me to be more careful.

Since then I had eaten only at meal times and more than usual, but not over stuffing myself, which I viewed as a good thing, but in the back of my mind the urge to binge everything in the kitchen lurked, and was slowly cracking my slight control on the matter.

I continued to stuff chips and trail mix into my mouth before reaching for a few yogurt containers and a bag of grapes. The food barely touched my tongue before another mouthful was added to the mix, and I began to lose track of myself as the longing to ease the pain in my stomach raged on.

For a moment I forgot where I was or that Diana was watching and I caved in under the weight of my control, and allowed for myself to ease the hunger in whatever way possible.

My mind drifted while my body as if on autopilot crammed every morsel of food into my mouth and I registered little of my surroundings until…

"Barry...Barry…..BARRY"!

I felt a hand on my shoulder and my mind was back to the present.

I looked in horror at the mess around me as I was surrounded by wrappers and bags ripped open and emptied. The fridge was a mess of spilt food in my carelessness and tipped over ice cream tubs.

I could feel Ice cream running down my face, and my hand's were covered in varieties of food, as it appeared my use for utensils was abandoned in my haste to fill my stomach.

I slowly turned towards Diana who had a hand on my shoulder and a look of worry on her face, I looked down ashamed at what I'd just done.

"Barry are you alright"?

I feel my face heating up as my mind races with possibilities of what Diana must think of me.

"I tried to get your attention since you were crying, and appeared to be distressed, but you wouldn't answer".

I suddenly realised that dried tears stained my already stained face and I wondered briefly what had caused them.

I rubbed ice cream from my face and tried to cover the tear stains as I thought up an answer, not wanting to admit that I had lost control over something as simple as eating.

"I..uh I.. it must have been the altitude that sometimes makes my eyes water, and sorry about not answering you I guess my mind was somewhere else, and the mess, jeez I'll clean it up I'm so sorry Diana".

I fumbled over my explanation as I started cleaning up my mess, no longer hungry and Diana looked unsure of my reasoning.

"Barry are you sure you're okay"?

I paused and looked up towards Diana flashing my widest grin, hoping to distract from the catastrophe that had just occurred.

"Yeah, you don't need to worry about me, I'll be fine, just thinking about work and stuff must have lost track of my surroundings".

Diana still looked unconvinced but decided to drop it since she nodded and went back to her seat, as she picked up the book she was reading.

I continued cleaning up the mess I had made feeling Diana's gaze on me every so often but my main source of concern was what had just happened.

I had never lost control of my eating like that in front of another person before, and it scared me to think that I couldn't even stop myself or be stopped until physical contact was made.

Sure this was something that had happened before but I had always been in control at least that's what I had thought, now I wasn't so sure.

I finished cleaning what I could and sat next to Diana again, wondering what she was thinking right now and what I had done while out of it.

The rest of the plane ride was quiet and for once I was happy to keep my mouth shut, I just hoped that Diana would keep her own mouth shut about what had just happened since no one else needed to know about my problems.

So yeah, Barry's eating habit's aren't just weird there a little disorderly. I had always planned on this being the case but I wanted to really explore on the topic in Barry's P.O.V which I just did. Obviously Diana saw more then she led on and is probably very concerned but is keeping quiet at least with Barry. Anyway's leave a review since I would love to know what you guy's think, and maybe what you think I should do next!