AN: So I decided to try my hand at this category yet again, only this time, I promise to not delete my story if I get writer's block.

Every chapter title will be a song that I believe fits the chapter. If you have suggestions for songs that I should listen to, please please please let me know. I'm very open-minded.

Without further ado, enjoy!

Abby's age has been changed to 14. Fits better.

Name of the story has been changed, thanks to my lovely reviewer Lucie4512

Chapter Twelve: "In My Veins" by Andrew Belle (Suggested by 1st female scarlet speedster)

I sighed softly, closing my eyes as the light breeze gently rocked the hammock back and forth, slowly pulling me into a blissful sleep. I shivered slightly, the breeze causing goosebumps to cover my arms. The weather was getting colder and colder every day, not to mention it was slowly approaching my birthday. I was wearing a long sleeved, peasant shirt with floral designs; denim skinny jeans; white flats; and a simple friendship bracelet that Abby had made me when she was younger. I always wore the bracelet, as a reminder that I was never truly alone.

I stretched my arms above my head until I heard a satisfying pop come from my shoulders. I sighed again and turned to curl on my side. I was home alone; Abby was at ballet, Bryon with Roy, Dom with Artemis and the others, mom at work, dad with Auntie Jo at the trial, and Wally was...I didn't know where Wally had gone to. But he did promise to be back soon, so I didn't worry. Yet.

"Mind if I join you?" Someone asked softly. I didn't have to open my eyes up to know that it was Wally talking. I nodded slightly, too tired to say anything. I felt the side of the hammock dip down as he climbed in behind me, rocking us back and forth a little faster. His arms wrapped around me, pulling me close. I laced my fingers through his and brought it up to my face so I could kiss his knuckles. "Have you been waiting for me this entire time?" He asked teasingly.

"In your dreams," I muttered, smiling when he chuckled and nuzzled the back of my neck.

"Then this must be a dream." He said softly.

"And when we wake, reality will still be there."

"So let's stay here for awhile, and pretend we're the only people." He persuaded.

"In the world?" I asked.

"In the world." He answered. I nodded.

"Sounds wonderful."

"Everything sounds wonderful when I'm with you."

"You sound like a poet." I said, smiling when he kissed the side of my neck. I was tempted to open my eyes, but I wanted this moment to last for as long as possible. It had been two weeks since we had last gotten to spend time together, and that had been after I had walked home from the park.

"I blame you."

"Me?" I asked, laughing slightly when he poked my side.

"Yes, you. You make me want to recite poetry to you until my throat is raw."

"Is that a bad thing?"

"No. It's simply wonderful." He said before rolling me onto my back. I slowly opened my eyes and looked up at him. One of his arms was around my back, while the other was laying on my chest, over my heart. He was smiling and blushing slightly. I caressed his cheek with my free hand, smiling when he leaned into it. "You're wonderful." He said, turning slightly to kiss the palm of my hand. I looked down, my cheeks burning slightly. He leaned forward and rubbed his nose against mine. I laughed lightly, as did he.

"So are you." I said softly. He closed his eyes and let out a breath before opening them and looking at me. I was seriously surprised when I saw his eyes filled with love. For me. I was pretty certain my cheeks were a very dark pink.

Wally didn't say anything, instead he lowered his head and captured my lips with his. The kiss was slow and deliberately passionate. He was prolonging it, making it last. There was no rush, no need to outdo the other. There was nothing but love.

When he pulled back, both our eyes opened to look at the other. We didn't say anything as we stared. He brushed some hair out of my eyes, tucking it behind my ear. The simple action was sweet and caring, and I was pretty sure it prompted him to go for another kiss. This one was just as long as the first, but a little bit faster. When he pulled away, it was for air and nothing else. He took a deep breath and leaned back in to continue, running his fingers through my hair and entangling them. I grabbed his shirt and clutched onto it. He move so that he was laying on top of me, but not so much that he would hurt me. I felt safe and protected with him on top of me. I shivered when a breeze came by, pushing the hammock. We swung back and forth. We had to end the kiss because our lungs were ready to pop like balloons from the lack of oxygen.

"Cold?" He asked. I nodded. He smiled and settled on top of me, his head on my shoulder as he shielded my body from the wind. My hands were trapped underneath his chest, but I didn't mind. "I have an idea." He said softly, kissing my exposed collarbone lightly. I shivered from his touch. He did it again.

"What kind of idea?"

"Let's sleep outside tonight. Just you and me, under the stars."

"It's gonna be cold tonight." I said, but not as a way to deter his idea. I simply wanted him to know.

"I know. That's why I want to." He said, trailing butterfly kisses along my entire collarbone. I smiled and moved so that our eyes were level. He pouted, and with my hands being trapped, I opted to bite his lower lip. Gently, though. He raised an eyebrow at the action. I smirked as a challenge. He growled low in his chest and attacked my lips, nibbling on the lower one to earn entry. I gasped when he bit particularly hard, which made him growl again. I will admit, I liked this side of Wally. The animal side, the possessive side. I let his tongue in, which quickly beat mine, and went exploring.

Yet again, we had to stop so we could breathe. That didn't stop Wally from sneaking in a few small kisses. I laughed when I turned my head so all he got was my cheek.

"You're like a drug. I can't get enough of you, and when I do, it still isn't enough."

"Now you sound more like a song writer than a poet." I observed, earning a little nip on my shoulder.

"Smart ass."

"I try."

"I love you." He said, wrapping his arms around my back and holding me close. I smiled softly.

"I love you, too." I answered, closing my eyes as another breeze came by. Wally laid his head next to mine and closed his eyes as well. And that was how we feel asleep.

In each others arms. Close together in order to keep our little moment alive. To keep our dream of being alone together alive.