A/N: I'm aiming for a stream-of-consciousness sorta style. I feel like that's how a lot of people write when they journal. Just whatever touches their mind first and it flowing kind of organically. Hopefully I've captured this and it doesn't come across awkward. Enjoy!

12-29-13

Hey, Allen! I'm not exactly sure what I'm going for with these entries but I guess I'm doing the front-back thing and now I'm wishing I didn't use a felt tip pen-hopefully it won't bleed through too bad. But you probably don't care about that! It's been two days since the first entry...actually, I'll start putting the date at the top of the pages. ...At least I remembered now and not later.

So you missed Christmas. But to be fair, I'm pretty sure everyone was more focused on the chaos rather than the holiday season. Iris had set up a little cartoon tree in here days ago and she gave me presents from her and West to run to your apartment with. (Since I'm now the apparent keeper of it now. I moved your turtle to my flat, by they way. I think he's confused but it's fine. I just felt like I might not be able to feed him every day at your apartment, you know? He's growing on me.) Anyway, I got you something small for Christmas. So did Captain Singh, but I think it's just recipes from his husband-which, Mediterranean food? Yes please. I might copy some of those. I set the presents under your coffee table. In other news, Hartley looks ready to punt the tiny tree across the lab. (Probably because it starts singing at random intervals.)

Okay, so there's flowers. A whole lot of flowers. There's about 20 bouquets wrapped in the same foil. The tag on one of them says 'Oliver Queen'. Which is… something. I don't know how you two know each other? I asked Hartley, Cisco, and Caitlin-oh, Cisco and Hartley are two of the mechanical engineers here and Caitlin is a biochemist who is acting as your doctor of sorts, I mean she has a doctorate in biology (look at me finally knowing names). I wanted to ask Dr. Wells as well but… He seems kinda off. I mean, it might just because he lost his ability to walk when the particle accelerator went off but... His gaze is unnerving (I'd say almost all-knowing?) and there's a weird vibe about him and it … makes me uneasy, honestly, I'm just not gonna talk to him directly. Ever. Hopefully.

But I'm not the only one. Hartley tends to flinch when he hears Wells' wheelchair coming and subtly makes sure there's always a person or desk in between them. And Hartley just seems generally uneasy around him. I seem to be the only one who notices this, though. Caitlin and Wells play chess often all comradely-like and Cisco treats him like a cool uncle. I'll stop talking about it because I know you (overheard from Iris) respect him a lot as a scientist.

Speaking of chess, Hartley absolutely kicks butt at it. Well, he kicked mine. We seem to be grouped together often because Caitlin's generally aloof and either attending to you or researching, Cisco and Hartley have this frenemy thing, and both he and I stay out of Wells' way. He's pretty decent until he feels the need to raise his hackles (at mainly Cisco). So basically he's cool when he's not acting pretentious. If I didn't know better I'd say that Hartley's interested in Cisco.

Anyway! Got off track. I asked them if they knew how they know about you knowing Oliver. They didn't know. Probably because you didn't actually meet them. Well. When conscious. Hartley just chastised me (I'm very amused how someone can sound both indignant and condescending. Caitlin made a comment about Queen being a celebrity crush of his. And then Hartley said "why would I be jealous of our potato." If you were wondering, he's taken to calling you a potato. I am unsure if it is a fond nickname or not. His humour is really dry and his general language is sarcasm.) I do remember the Captain complaining about you running off to Starling for a case so maybe that was it? West is still on leave, so I wasn't able to ask him, either.

Cisco and I have been snooping through your Facebook page. (I may have your phone and you're kinda logged into everything so I might have friended Cisco and myself. Is that a breach of privacy? I really can't tell. Hartley had just suggested we hack into your account but I couldn't let that happen right in front of me for moral reasons. But it's not like we can ask you. So.) Cisco's ecstatic that your tastes in sci-fi movies line up. I think he's writing down things to debate with you about. He's also highly amused by your apparent like of Lady Gaga. I'm more interested in that you liked Billy Joel and Michael Jackson. But to each their own. Says you're into musicals on your interests page, but the only musical you have actually 'liked' is Singing in the Rain. Is there a particular reason behind this?

Hartley stopped being interested after we got into your account legally, but then was interested again when Cisco readout that you are fluent in French. Get ready because I think he's going to verbally battle you en Français the moment you open your eyes.

Cisco just asked Iris about it and she said your mom was native to France. That's pretty neat. The Thawne family hails from Germany, but I'm far from a first generation American. I'm pretty sure we've been around the Keystone area for a while near the German district (go figure). Cisco's family is from Colombia-I think he said he's third generation. Caitlin said she's Irish-and then Iris said the Wests have a lot of Irish in them, too, as well as being African American. Harley said he's Polish and Italian. Wells just kind of looked blankly at us, before looking me straight in the eye to say, "I'm of German descent as well." I can't remember if I squeaked out "small world" or just plain squeaked but if Harley tells you I stepped behind him I absolutely did not. Of course this then got us turned to cultural Christmas traditions, it was this whole big thing. I would have loved to hear if your mother had any specific traditions around this time of year. Iris said you usually are more subdued and play it close to chest. No one should have to feel like that. Come next season you're going to have so much holiday spirit you won't know what to do with it. We're planning a big potluck with some signature dishes. I make a mean bratkartoffeln and I aim to get some fat on those bones.

Anyway. Iris was sitting in here with you yesterday, too, for a while but she told me she had to leave to take some breathers. It's only been a week and a half? But you really are a big part of their lives. Of course they're affected and you better not think otherwise. I promise I'll kick your butt if you do. I'm almost jealous of how close knit you and the West's are. I'd love to have something like that-you better appreciate it.

Do get well soon. Or, I guess you will be well when you read this. Well, not well, I assume you'd have to go through therapy...Caitlin's thinking it might be a couple more weeks before you wake up. Speaking of Iris again, there's one bouquet of roses and lavender in this bunch from her. They look really beautiful. She seems really great, from what I've seen of her since I've come to Central. I came in yesterday to write something down but she was sitting with you and I didn't want to disturb her. She sits in here often and cries when she holds your hand when she visits (according to Caitlin and Cisco). I didn't know what she was saying to you yesterday-I tried to keep my distance because it would be rude to impose. I guess you know what she says. Caitlin and Hartley were arguing earlier about how much coma patients can hear.

Yeah. Anyway. Just know you're usually surrounded by really interesting people who care for your well being. Never a dull moment. And this was a lot more than one page. Sorry. Going to shut up now. (Is it "shut up" when it's written words?)

All the best, Eddie.

P.S. There's a photo of you surrounded with a bunch of flowers behind the article from the first entry.

P.P.S. The STAR Labs printer room is crazy big. Actually, this whole place is. You know you're on level 21B? Not to mention all the basement levels. Yikes. I'd hate to get lost in here. Levels 10-60A are completely sectioned off. The exhaust from the explosion released heavily from that side so the rooms over there are pretty much wrecked. Small victories that it wasn't near the water. That would have been hell to clean up. Okay definitely shutting up this time.

Fun fact: STAR Labs is the BC Place Stadium in Vancouver. (The exterior, anyway.)

Which is 204 feet tall. In personal homes the floor to ceiling height is around 10 feet. So the building could be equated to about 20 stories. But the BC Place doesn't have the 3 spires that STAR Labs does. The spires seem to be double the height of the lower parts. So 20 stories for the lower parts and plus 40 stories for the individual spires?

I'm gonna take some liberties and place the cortex bridge in the spire facing the bay, a floor up from the main building/disk shape. (Because of the sky lights in the show. The building slants outwards in the bottom of the disk and outwards on the spires. Which is how the windows are oriented in the cortex. Also if it's facing the bay and not the buildings around it, no one can easily look in the windows and see-oops, secret identity. Plus spire A is kinda decimated. So it couldn't be that one. Spire C directly faces a business building.)

So that's how I came up with 21B. Spire/Section B 21st floor level.

I probably over thought this. No regrets.

Guest: Hey there! I also love and miss Eddie, but I'm sure you've guessed that! I'm glad you enjoyed the previous chapter and I hope this one lived up to your excitement. x