Barry spent the whole night on the Internet, trying to find out what he could do to help. He found out that if Joe wanted to put Detective Snart away, he would need physical proof. Barry knew that his visions wouldn't hold up in a court of law.

He had called Iris to help with an idea he had, and she said she could come over that Friday. Barry was having a hard time thinking of how he was going to explain his idea to Iris. That Friday he walked home with Iris at his side, still stumped about what to tell her. When the two made it to Barry's room, Iris decided that enough was enough.
"Barry, what did you call me here today for?" she said as she put her hands on her hips. Barry took a deep breath before saying, "I need your help to try to focus my ability, so I can help Joe catch Detective Snart."
"And save Len," Iris added.
Barry's face turned bright red before he burst out, "What do you mean?!"
Iris smirked. "You have a crush on this Leonard Snart."
"What?! I.. I.. Is it that obvious?" Barry said, looking at her with a shy expression. Iris smiled big nodding. "But I think it's a good thing. So how're we going to help you focus your ability thing?" Barry's face lit up, as he pulled out a folder that he had about everything he could find even close to his ability, and started to explain.

"All week I have been trying meditation like monks do, and if I do it long enough then my head hurts. I get quick flashes, but they're too fast for me to see what they are."
Iris nodded slowly, taking in everything Barry said, but then said "And you need me for?.." "To focus on. Help keep my focus to one person."
"Okay so how?"
Barry made a face, for that had not crossed his mind. He had been so worried that Iris would think that he had lost it. Iris sighed before sticking her hands out as she sat down cross-legged. He sat down joining her, and held her hand closing his eyes. He focused on trying to do anything that would help. Many hours passed as the two sat there. When it was about dinner time, Barry had a flash in his head of a much-older Iris smiling at a man. Her face was filled with so much love and happiness, like she wished that the moment would not end.

Then Barry noticed that Iris was staring at him with a worried, confused expression.
"Did it just work?", Iris asked.
Barry slowly nodded and took some deep breaths, as so many thoughts flooded through his head….like who was Iris giving one of those chick-flick love scene smiles to? Barry heard his mom call from downstairs that dinner was ready, and they both walked down.
He sat down and said, "I controlled it and saw Iris smile the same as in movie love scenes". All of them looked at Barry for a long time before Iris inquired "Smile at whom?"
"I don't know, you just looked happy." Iris made a face like she couldn't decide if she was happy with that or not. Barry's father Henry, got up and walked to stand next to Barry and said "Now why were you trying to control it?" Barry looked into his father's eyes expecting them to be filled with anger or disappointment for some reason, but instead he looked worried.
"I want to help, and I can't just push what I see to Joe to fix all the time."
Henry nodded. "I understand wanting to help people Barry, but be careful okay?"
Barry nodded before hugging his father.
Iris spoke, "So...anything else you can tell me about my mystery man?"
Barry laughed before his head felt like it was being ripped apart. He saw a flash. It was Iris holding a man. He was telling her that all he ever wanted to be was her hero. Iris was crying, and there was the man in yellow turning to dust. Barry blinked, and suddenly he was back home on the couch. It was late and his mom was putting the dishes back in the cabinet.
"Did I ruin the night?" Barry asked. His mother came over to sit next to him
"No, we all were just ...worried when you fainted."
"I must've looked like a dork in front of Iris."
His mom laughed, "I think you'll make it."
"Thanks, Mom, but can I have dinner?"
"Of course Barry." Barry then had a flash of his mom with a knife in her chest. He had a lot of that one, and it always scared him.