This may be a bit of an odd chapter, but it still has Barry being Barry.

It was the weekend, and Barry was enjoying the time off he was given. He spent about an hour and a half working on the car. It was in need of an oil change and a cleaning. Both of which he did on his own in breakneck speed. After that, he watered Iris' garden. Since she was working, he thought he'd do that for her. It was her pride and joy, outside of her favorite niece.

As he entered the house, there was one thing that concerned him. It was half passed eleven and he hadn't seen his niece. She had spent the night, a not too uncommon occurrence in the Allan-West household, but she didn't seem to be up. In Barry's experience, she usually up by ten, dressed and everything.

Willow never liked sleeping in when she knew that either Barry, Iris, or both were home. She was always up socializing or helping out. So with her still not up, Barry was a little worried.

Barry carefully walked up the stairs, heading for the guest bedroom. As he opened the door, he found Willow in bed curled up with her face scrunching in discomfort. Her eyes were opened, but squinted and she wore a pained frown. He approached the bed to get a closer look.

"Are you okay?" Barry asked.

Willow groaned in discomfort. She didn't move much and her arms were gripped around her abdomen. It was concerning, and Barry had no idea what was wrong. It was made worse when Barry got Willow moving.

Barry stormed the Watch Tower in a panic. Willow was in his arms, face scrunched in discomfort and embarrassment. Everyone Barry passed looked at him with confusion. Not that Barry cared. They weren't his focus.

All the while, Willow hid her face, hiding her embarrassment. She had no time to process anything but that. He tuned her out before she got the chance to tell Barry to stop or even explain what was going on.

He brought her into the medbay, where Dinah and Diana were hanging out. The former's arm was bandaged and they were basically in civilian mode as they conversed. They both watched Barry with confused curiosity as he put Willow on one of the beds.

"Everything okay?" Dinah asked.

"I don't know." Barry anxiously replied. "She spent the night at mine and Iris' house, and when I checked on her this morning, she was moaning and groaning in pain. And when I went to help her get up, she was exhausted and complaining about the pain and her bed was stained."

Diana and Dinah exchanged suspicious glances. They didn't have to say a word to get a general consensus. Dinah turned her attention towards Barry, putting one leg over the other.

"Can we have the room for a moment?" Dinah requested. "We'll get this sorted out."

Barry glanced at Willow. He wanted to know what she thought. She gave him a nod, approving the request.

"Okay." Barry accepted.

After a good thirty minutes, Barry was summoned back to the medbay. Dinah ushered him inside, offering him a seat. Willow was sitting on the bed Barry set her on. She was in new clothes and blushing feverishly. Diana was lying in the bed next to her with her arms crossed and an smirk on her faec. Willow was clearly embarrassed by something.

"What's the prognosis?" Barry asked.

"Well, she's fine." Dinah stated. "She'll just need up to a week of personal time."

"But what was wrong?"

Dinah paused. She was trying to think about how to phrase it. The issue was an awkward one. Admittedly, Barry's concern wasn't a bad thing, but it was definitely something that didn't need the attention it got.

"Well… uh… how do I put this delicately?" Dinah processed before taking an awkward breathe and crossing her fingers. "It's her monthly check in. Good news, she's not pregnant."

It took a moment before Barry's jaw dropped. His face turned a bright shade of red, embarrassed by the overreaction. Not just for himself, but for Willow as well. Willow looked at him with an expression that described her embarrassment and annoyance for the situation.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Barry wheezed.

"I tried." Willow awkwardly chuckled. "But you were in such a panic that I couldn't get a word in edgewise."

Dinah suppressed the urge to laugh. She didn't want to make the situation any more awkward, but that didn't mean it wasn't entertaining. Barry did occasionally overthink things and sometimes jumped into a fit without a second thought.

"I hope you don't have a daughter." Dinah joked with a smirk. "At least for a while. Though I suppose having Willow around is good practice."

Willow hopped off the bed and walked towards Barry. She playfully decked his shoulder before giving him a glare. It didn't last long before she chuckled in defeat. She couldn't stay mad at him about this.

"Can we go home now?" Willow asked.

"Sure." Barry agreed. "Is there anything I can do to make this up to you?"

"How about taking me to that ice cream joint in Star City? You know, the one with the cute cashier."

Barry slung an arm over his niece's shoulders. He didn't mind the request. It was simple enough.

"Sure," Barry accepted, guiding Willow along, "but I better not catch you flirting with the guy."

Willow groaned in annoyance. Her uncle's defensive no boyfriend façade just had to show up now. Barry laughed at Willow's distaste, already planning on how to embarrass her.

Overzealous Barry is overzealous. Next chapter will have angrily protective Barry and Eobard Thawne a.k.a. Reverse Flash.