20 minutes later…

I was sat at the Central City police station, oblivious to the events around me. I held my Grandma's book in my hands tightly, going over what she said to me over and over again. Whatever was in the book might hold answers for why she was murdered and more about me.

As I sat there, my ears picked up a few words from a nearby officer, even though he whispered quietly. What I heard sent me into a new barrage of tears. "…his parents were killed too." What the hell is happening, it's like the world I know is tearing apart and there's no escape. But little did I know that a guardian angel would be there, a guardian who started my journey.

"Hey Allen, get over here", an officer shouted. A man approached him from the hallway. He wore a white shirt with a police jacket while wearing gloves, you could easily tell that he was a forensics guy. He had blond hair that stuck up a little bit and green eyes that stood out from the rest of him.

"Yeah Doyle?", he asked the officer. The officer looked in my direction before looking back at the forensics guy. "Can you go over and check on the kid", he whispered, "he needs comforting after what happened." The blond man looked confused, "why me?" "Because you're the best at these kind of things now go.", he commanded. The blond man looked at me and looked like he knew what I was going through. Slowly, he approached me and sat down.

"Hi, I'm Barry", he said, "what's your name?" "Aaron", I replied, "nice to meet you." I looked down before I noticed a hand wrap around me pulling me into the scientist's body. "Don't worry, it's gonna be alright", he said trying to comfort me and somehow succeeding. This man was different from the other officers I've seen, instead of mean and grumpy, he was cheerful and nice. It actually made me feel kind of better.

"Thank you", I whispered to him. I yawned as my head was still laid against him like a pillow. "Sounds like you're tired", he says, "it's understandable after what's happened, I'll let you get some sleep." As he rose up to leave, I grabbed his jacket. "No", I yelped, "please stay." He looked down at me and sat back down.

"Ok kiddo", he whispered, "I'll stay with you while you fall asleep." As we returned to our previous position, I decided to ask him a question.

"What's gonna happen to me?"

Barry looked up in surprise before answering, "after what happened, it looks like you may have to go to a home while we find people to take care of you." I immediately got scared and increased the intensity of my hold on his jacket. "I don't want to go to a home", I replied, "I don't want to."

Barry looked down at me with a sorry look, "I know but there's no one to take care of you." I looked at him doubtfully, "But you're taking care of me right now aren't you?" He chuckled. "You got me there.", he replied before a smile came across his face, "say how would you like it if me and my wife took care of you."

I was surprised. "Really?", I asked. "Yeah, me and Iris have been looking into adoption since she can't get pregnant, why don't we adopt you?", he replied. This news was brilliant, Barry seemed to be nice and he was willing to take care of a strange boy he had met 5 seconds ago. Something about him just made me feel better, happy even.

I smiled and nodded. "I would really like that."