A/N: Yay more story! I found some inspiration in my pocket for this one. If anyone is curious, this story's title is based on the Rihanna and Mikky ballad "Stay." I really enjoyed the responses you guys gave me last time I updated. I would appreciate you coming back and saying whatever you want to again. Thanks so much for the support! I am such a Karry nerd it's not even funny. I'm still pissed the writers on Flash never acknowledged the crossover since it was so great. Barry could have stayed longer in National City, hopefully this will make up for that. More to come soon, bye all! :)


Kara slid the red button off her cell phone and in the blink of an eye, changed into her normal clothes. She leaned against the wall casually yet sternly looking at this Barry guy who called himself The Flash and claimed he wasn't one of Non's apprentices.

She took a deep breath and released tension in her shoulders. Baring the weight of the world actually did take its toll on her but she wasn't going to show any signs of weakness, most of all, not in front of Barry Allen.

Her eyes stayed on Barry, she watched him stop struggling and attempt to sit up. He failed and she raised her brow, rubbing her temples. Part of her felt tense looking at another human being locked up like this but she had to take the proper precautions for her own safety. National City didn't need any more hang ups. Non could have sent anyone to trample her promise to protect her city at any costs. Even one as innocent looking as Barry.

It had to be this way, even the thoughts she was thinking were out of character but she was considering them to be on the side of certainty.

"You really think having me chained to the radiator is going to keep you safe?" Barry blurted in a sing-song like tone, shaking Kara as he spoke knowingly.

"Better this than not. Astra would have done this to me, trick me, my own family. Do you think I'd trust a stranger who somehow time traveled into my city and doesn't have a clue why? Please, Non had me fooled before but not now. Not when every piece of me remains intact. You don't intimidate me. I don't have to fight you to prove that."

Barry smirked, scoffing as he shook his head, looking amused for a second. "So...I'm this big threat because you think I work for this Non guy? OK, say that's true...if this guy has you beat before in the past, and he's all powerful, why am I the one in chains? You do know how speedsters think? My reflexes are the fastest they've ever been. If he hired me to kill you I could have stopped you before you touched me. Doesn't that tell you anything?"

Kara shook her head, "That doesn't mean much. You're a lackey, a henchman, you obviously want me to think you're not against me. This is all part of your manipulation. You don't know what's it's like to be hunted by your family." Barry held an emotionless expression upon hearing this, but Kara continued, finding it harder to speak. "Knowing that because of them I can't rest easy. Ever. There's always going to be someone behind me, steps ahead. I just beat you to it. You're a terrible actor, Barry Allen, if that's even your real name. While you're there, what's your Kryptonian name?" She crossed her arms.

Barry pursed his lips, smirking, "Scarlett Speedster."

Kara glanced his way with a strong face. "This is not a joke."

"I'm not laughing...Kara. You're the one who'd rather tie up and emotionally torture someone then simply ask the questions you want. You're just wasting my time here." He replied dejectedly.

"That's rich coming from a supposed time traveler. Who's to say you can't alter a timeline just because you feel like it? You speedsters are never to be trusted. I can't believe I..." she paused as she caught Barry's eyes following her, "almost thought you were telling the truth."

"Yeah well, if you think this is the way to go about it, I don't know what to tell you," Barry sighed, pulling at the chains even though they were wound almost skin deep into his flesh. "This hurts badly."

Kara flinched, her eye nervously ticked for a moment until she caught it and straightened herself out.

"This is for my protection...I can't let you go."

Barry shook his head and bit through the pain, his body was lopsided and crooked, there was no way he was getting out of here with the death-grip Kara enforced on the bounds. Barry attempted to lean back, taking some of the pressure off the chains cutting into his circulation. His head banging on the metal of the radiator in familiar defeat.

Shutting his eyes, he bit back his tongue, getting to the point. "What do you want to know?"

Kara frowned, the tension between her eyes focused on his face, checking for signs of trust.

"Ask me. It's not you're gonna loosen these things up. Just go on, I have nothing to hide." Barry commented without emotion.

She gulped harshly, scared of coming close to this man, more scared that the tone he used sounded just like her when nobody believed her. She nodded, coming close to Barry, kneeling down to look at his face. He wouldn't look at her but she found his eyes when he slowly picked up his glance. They said nothing to each other for a long moment. She winced, shooting her attention to his shackled hands that were getting redder by the second.

"I'm afraid. I don't know why, you haven't given me a reason to but I am. So much has happened."

Barry nodded through the tightness, understanding her situation. "We don't have to do this Kara...you could trust me."

Kara couldn't look at his hands, knowing she did that.

She turned her face away. "Maybe, I don't know, I don't know anything anymore."

"Well this isn't gonna solve anything, you treating me like I'm a threat. What do I have to do to prove it to you that I won't hurt you? I saved your life, why would I do that if I wanted to take it back?"

Kara's glasses were starting to fall off the bridge of her nose and she caught them before they fell as she faced Barry. His eyes found hers; she wanted to believe him, everything inside her wanted to trust him.

"You know I'm not going to hurt you, you know that." He whispered, she watched his lips as he shaped the words on his mouth, shaking her head from the distraction.

"Maybe...maybe I need to just watch you."

"But you don't have to, we're on the same side here. Tell me what I have to do?"

She hesitated, biting her lip as she stared into his eyes, the color showing more gently now. The grey greens of his iris locking with her grey blues until he shook his head, breaking the eye contact.

Barry sighed, looking up once again as if to give it another try. He nodded gently, sharing a stronger look this time. Kara didn't think as she reached above to the shackles and flinched back when she heard the door open.

"Hey ho, oh holy Fifty Shades of Grey…uh…Kara." Winn mused, instantly shutting the door as Kara moved to stand swiftly. "What's going on here?"