"Mr. Allen" Detective Carters began, "Where have you been for the past six months?" She asked with a pen in her hand and pad of paper in front of her.
Barry didn't answer, he didn't even seem to have heard her. Iris glanced nervously, from Singh, to the detective and then back to Barry.
Under the table she squeezed his hand. "Barry" she whispered. Nothing.
"Mr. Allen, did someone take you? Force you to leave Central City?" the detective asked as she wrote something down on her paper.
"He-" Iris began, trying to speak for Barry.
"No" Singh said. "Ms. West, you're here on a favor for Joe. But Barry needs to answer the questions. We're just trying to help him" Iris nodded, regaining her silence and wishing Barry would talk, or even look at the one of the cops. Instead his eyes had a clouded look to them and were unfocused.
"Why didn't you contact your family?" Carters asked, now trying a different question. "Why didn't you-"
"Trapped" Barry suddenly spoke, now staring directly at the detective.
"Trapped?" Singh repeated. "By whom? Where?" He asked. And Iris was afraid of what Barry say next.
"Dark" Barry muttered, his hands went to his head as if in pain. Iris grabbed hold of one of his arms, trying to calm him down. This is why the Team didn't want to ask Barry about his time in the Speedforce. The last thing they needed was him to have another panic attack, and as things were looking, he was very close to that now.
"It was dark?" The detective asked, as she scribbled more words. "Do you have any idea who did this to you?" She asked. "Did you see anyone's face?" but Barry didn't respond.
"How did you escape?" Singh asked. Now that they got the kid talking he didn't want to stop. "After all that time how did you get out?"
"Ran" Barry replied.
"You...ran?" The detective asked, looking down at her notes one more.
"I thinks that enough for right now" Singh said standing up and Iris felt like she could breath again. And when their eyes met he gave Iris a sympathetic look that was almost pity. He saw how broken Barry was.
Walking out of the interrogation room Iris locked her arm with Barry holding him tight, as Joe met up with them. "I think that went well" he muttered quietly.
"As well as it could've" Iris replied. "How do you feel, Barry?" She asked.
"Fine" Barry replied although he looked the opposite, like he was nauseous.
"Hey, why don't we get coffee?" Iris suggested. "Then we'll go back to Star Labs" Barry nodded.
"That's sounds like a good idea" Joe said. "I need to get back to work, though. You two come by for dinner tonight okay?" He said.
"Of course, Dad" Iris said placing a kiss on her father's cheek. "Come on Barry" she said.
About half an hour later they arrived back at Star Labs, coffee in hand and it seemed Caitlyn, Cisco and now Wally, in a white Star Labs tshirt, had been waiting for them, not in the cortex but in the speedlab
"How'd it go?" Wally asked and Iris shook her head as a way of saying she didn't want to discuss it right now.
"What were you guys doing down here anyways?" Iris asked.
"Just a training session with the ol' Kid Flash here" Cisco said, putting a hand on Wally's shoulder.
"Well now that Barry's back I really want to test out his speed" Caitlyn told them.
And then within minutes Barry was standing at the starting point, wearing the same shirt as Wally and sneakers. Caitlyn held a tablet in her hand, ready to check his vitals and the rate of his speed, while Cisco had a stop watch and Wally and Iris watched.
"Ok" Cisco called out. "On the count of three. One, two-" But Barry was already off, speeding down the track season so fast, he was merely an orange blur.
"Woah" Caitlyn said, staring down at her tablet.
"How fast is he going?" Iris asked, her hair whipping around her from the gusts of wind Barry was creating.
"Over mach 240" Caitlyn said in awe.
"I've never gone that fast" Wally said although he wasn't upset, or jealous if anything he was happy for his brother, Barry needed this.
Then Cisco called out in a worried voice. "Guys, look" he said pointing to the blur that was Barry. For the colors of his lightning began to shift, darkening to red like the Reverse Flash and then brightening to a blinding blue, almost white, like Zoom or Savitar. And then the lighting sputtered out completely, the wind stopped, and the sound of something heavy hitting the ground echoed across the room.