And here is another chapter just because it's already written! Plus it's Flash Day, so we need to celebrate a bit! Let me know what you like and what you don't like! I love critiques!

Previously

"Who fell from it?"

"The Flash,"

Now

Cisco hadn't said anything since the bombshell dropped. It couldn't be him... But it could be. He didn't know, it had been a year since he disappeared. Cisco had always known he would be back, but once the days started turning to weeks, weeks to months, he faltered. Life went on, and they ended up being okay without him. Still, they all wished he was there.

Cisco turned around and looked at the figure lying on the examination table. It sure did look like him, but there was something off as well. Cisco couldn't place it, but he knew that there was more to this Flash than meets the eye.

Caitlin flew into the lab, pushing past Cisco heading straight for the exam table. She began checking vitals, showing no emotion. She had been like that since the day he disappeared, cold. She finished checking his vitals and moved on to attaching an IV. She hadn't said a word, not to him, and not about their guest.

"Cait-"

"I know what you're going to say Cisco," She interrupted, "I know you think this is him, but I just can't believe that." She sighed as she finished with the IV. Cisco looked both hurt and angry.

"You're just going to assume it's not him so you won't get disappointed? Life is full of disappointment Caitlin," she whipped her head around and glared at him, but Cisco wasn't done. His stern face softened, "But, life is also full of hope."

She looked away from Cisco back at the man lying at the table. To be honest, she really did hope it was him, but she didn't think she would be able to handle it if it wasn't. This thought made her tear up, but she held the tears in.

Suddenly, the beeping of the heart monitor sped up, going faster and faster until it appeared that it was flat lining. Both Caitlin and Cisco knew this wasn't the case, but sprang into action to try and lower the man's heart rate. The man started convulsing on the table and Cisco was there holding him down to keep him from rolling off. Caitlin ran into another room and grabbed a syringe filled with a clear liquid, she injected it into the man's IV. Slowly, his heart rate returned to normal, his flailing ceasing.

Both Caitlin and Cisco breathed a sigh of relief looking at each other. Cisco chuckled and turned to face Caitlin, who was standing on the opposite side of the exam table. He was about to say something when their guest lying on the table suddenly sprung up into a sitting position, yanking monitors and tubes with him on the way up.

"Holyshitwhatthehelljusthappened?!" The man slurred out at super speed. His eyes were wide with panic, trying to figure out where he was. Cisco and Caitlin both stared at him, shocked at the suddenness of his change in condition. Cisco was immediately on his phone, calling the team to get to the Cortex as Caitlin ran back over to the man and began easing him back onto the table.

"Hey, hey, take it easy," she said calmly, he whipped his head in her direction, confusion written all over his face, "you're okay, everything is fine, just stay calm." He finally nodded and allowed her to lay him back down. His eyes flicked around the room, seemingly trying to get a feel for his surroundings.

"The others are coming," Cisco turned back to them. Caitlin acknowledged him and turned her attention back to the man on the table. He looked so young, so helpless. Not at all like the man she remembered. She pushed those thoughts away as she addressed the man on the table.

"I'm sure you are confused, but I need you to answer some questions for me, do you think you can do that?" The man gave a small nod, he looked a lot less panicked, but still quite confused.

"First off, do you know where you are?" She asked, Cisco gave her a confused look. She knew he was confused by her question choice, but she continued.

"Central City? Um, Star Labs in Central City? I mean, I think? That's kind of what it looks like, plus you both are here, so..." He realized he was rambling and promptly shut his mouth. Cisco wore a slight smile as he stared at the man. He was becoming more hopeful by the second.

"Alright good, next question: do you remember who you are?" She asked a bit hesitantly. The man sensed her hesitation and became even more confused, cocking his head at the question.

"Well yeah, I'm Barry Allen," he paused as the others eye went wide in shock, "Caitlin? Cisco? Are you guys okay?"

Cisco let a huge smile explode across his face and he nearly tackled the man, now confirmed as Barry Allen, off the table giving him a hug. Barry was not expecting anything like that and sat in shock, forgetting to return the hug, "Cisco? Are you alright?" Barry turned to look at Caitlin who hadn't moved. She just stared at him, tears streaming down her face.

Now he was really confused, what was wrong with his friends, why were they acting like he had just come back from the dead? He didn't get a chance to ask before more familiar faces entered the Cortex. He saw Ronnie Raymond run in followed closely by Professor Martin Stein. The next person to enter the room, Barry didn't recognize, but he thought he might have seen her before. She was older, tall and slender. She had long wavy brown hair that drifted behind her as she swiftly entered the room.

He stared at her, trying to figure out who she was when he saw an all too familiar face walk through the entrance to the Cortex. Barry's stare morphed from shock to confusion to hatred in a millisecond. Barry was up and off the table in the blink of an eye as he held the man up against the wall. The man, on the other hand, was trembling in Barry's grasp, fear written all over his face. His dark hair disheveled and his glasses falling to the ground. What surprised Barry most was that no one else had reacted when he came into the room.

"Barry," Caitlin finally broke the silence, "what in the Hell are you doing?"

This was crazy. No, not crazy, insane! How could they even forget for a second what this man had done, who he really was?

"Are you serious?! It's Wells!" Barry glanced back at Caitlin and the others. They all looked horrified and confused. Barry didn't know what was going on, "Eobard Thawne!?"

Now that name earned a response. Caitlin gasped, Ronnie stood in front of her protectively, Cisco looked dumbfounded as well as Stein. The woman, on the other hand, took a step towards Barry, a fire in her eyes.

"Mr. Allen, I don't know what has gotten into you, but that is not Thawne!" She had a calm fury laced into her tone that made Barry loosen his grip slightly. He looked from her back to Wells, or Thawne, he didn't know what to believe right now. As they all stood there, frozen, another figure entered at super speed. He was in the middle of eating a burrito when he got a good look at the situation happening in the room. Barry looked at their newest guest, noting the similarity in costume that he wore and the fact that he had super speed.

Barry didn't have enough time to process anything else before he found himself knocked to the floor being held down by the man who had entered, burrito forgotten. Wells dropped from the wall as the woman ran over and helped him up, checking him over for injuries. Barry tried to turn to look at the man who was holding him down. He wore a similar costume to him, but it had more of an armored look to it. The hood he wore was almost identical to the one he wore except there were white lenses where the eye holes typically would have been. The man under the hood also had very dark skin, it reminded him of someone, but he just couldn't place it.

Barry stopped struggling and the man on top of him looked dumbfounded.

"So..." The man started, "I guess I missed the reunion..."

The tension in the room could have been cut with a knife. Barry sat on the examination table, his hood that previously covered his face now pulled down, surrounded by both friends and strangers, and maybe one of his greatest enemies. The silence was thick, and no one was saying anything. Finally the other man, the one dressed as the Flash, who Barry still hadn't figured out who he looked like, cleared his throat.

"Okay, I think we should start this little reunion over, who agrees?" Both the man and Cisco raised their hands, the rest of the group gave them exasperated looks. Barry just sat there, trying to wrap his mind around what was going on, "First off, why don't you introduce yourself to the rest of the class here?"

"Barry Allen," he said slightly annoyed. The looks he got were ones of surprise, but also recognition. Barry was still rattled about the fact that his friends were more surprised to see him rather than their greatest foe still alive after being erased from existence. The woman, who was still standing protectively in front of him, saw the glare Barry was giving him.

"Harrison and I are going to go back to our lab to check some results," they both walked out the entrance. She sent Wells to start making his way down there we she turned around and stuck her head back into the room. "Figure out what's wrong with him."

She turned on her heel and followed Wells. Barry looked like he was about to explode from the backwardness of the situation. He turned to see the others all staring at him. The Flash, or whatever he called himself, was the first one to speak, again.

"Barry, what is your deal? Why did you freak out on the Doc?" Barry dumbly stared at the man addressing him.

"Okay! First of all: who even are you?" The Flash was taken aback by the question, a strong look of sadness crossed his features. Barry's face softened a bit at that, what had he said to offend this man so much? Then he did something extremely unexpected, he took off his hood. Barry took a good look at the man's face. It was strange, he had strong features and dark skin, he had Iris' nose, or... Maybe Joe's? He looked like they could have been family.

"Barry, it's me? Wally?" Barry cocked his head to the side as the other man, finally identified as Wally, waited for him understand. When he didn't he chuckled, "Wally West? Kid Flash?" That explained who he looked like, but Barry couldn't recall Iris having any cousins or other close family members, at least none named Wally. Barry just tilted his head in the other direction, like a confused puppy. Wally's face fell, "You have absolutely no idea who I am, do you?"

"I'm sorry, but no, I don't," Barry knew his answer would break the man's heart, but he had to be honest. That earned another reaction, but before anyone could say anything, a new face ran through the entrance of the Cortex.

"-got here as soon as I could, are you guys sure it's really B-" he could recognize that voice anywhere. Iris, his eyes immediately met hers and they stayed there for a while. He could see every emotion she was feeling: shock, sadness, confusion, happiness, but then the expressions changed, more confusion, uncertainty, and doubt. She suddenly pointed at him hurt in her eyes.

"Who is that?" Barry was the one who was hurt now. Well, not hurt, stabbed through the heart felt more accurate. Iris saw his look but continued, "that is not Barry Allen, not my Barry Allen"

Everyone turned from her to look back at him, but he didn't care, he just continued looking at Iris. How could she not recognize him? Not think he was who he said he was?

"Iris, how could you-" but he stopped as he finally saw that she might not be his Iris. She was older, much older that when he had last seen her earlier that day, if it still was the same day. She had lines on her face showing almost 10 years over the Iris he knew. She was still gorgeous, but he now knew what she had seen in him, they were different.

He looked at the others in the room and noticed the same thing, everyone was much older than he remembered. This freaked him out a bit. He jumped up from the table and everyone went on high alert. He just backed away from them.

"What year is it?!" He yelled suddenly, looking frantically at the others in the room. Wally took a step towards him, understanding why Barry was scared.

"It's 2025," he said slowly. Barry looked even more panicked than before, he was about to fire off more questions when Wally put a hand on his shoulder, "Barry, you've been gone for a year."

"Wait, what?" Barry's expression went from panicked to utter confusion, "It's 2025, but I've only been gone a year?"

"Yeah?" Wally offered. Iris stepped in front of Wally. Man they really did look alike.

"How long did you think you were gone for?" She asked concerned.

"Well, last I checked the year was 2015," now no one had any idea of what was going on. Professor Stein finally interjected.

"Barry, why don't you recount the events that brought you here," Barry wondered why they hadn't done that sooner. Then he realized he really didn't have a clear picture of what had brought him here either. He tried concentrating, searching through his memories to find the one that led him here, but all he got were flashes. Wells in his containment cell, him running through the speed force, his mother dying in his arms, the Reverse-Flash being erased from existence, the singularity-

"THE SINGULARITY!" He finally shouted, making everyone jump a few feet. Barry looked at all of them seeing if they understood. Wally once again broke the silence.

"...um, want to enlighten us Barry?"

"How- how do you guys not remember the singularity?!" Everyone shook their heads, "You guys were there! In the accelerator, with Wells, or Thawne, and-"

"Back it up there," Wally held up a hand, "Eobard Thawne? The Reverse-Flash?"

"Yeah? He was Wells, or pretending to be-" Barry nodded.

"That's why you attacked him? You thought my husband was the Reverse-Flash?" Everyone turned to see the woman standing in the doorway.

"Husband?" Barry was starting to realize who this woman was, how she was familiar some way. Then it hit him, "Tess Morgan? But you're dead, he killed you!"

At this revelation, Tess' expression changed to one of deep thought. She looked at him again, understanding in her eyes.

"You are from a different timeline," she stated and let that sink in. Barry let out a breath he didn't realize he was holding in. A different timeline? I guess that would explain this Wally guy dressed up like him and why he was 10 years in the future, but it didn't explain one thing.

"If I'm from a different timeline, where is he?" The others looked at him blankly.

"Where's Barry Allen?"