"BARRY!"
The sound startled him. It was the first sound waves to hit his ears in what felt like forever.
But who was…ohhhh.
His nephew beside him had yelled this. It was impossible…Wally hadn't… whatever.
"WALLY! How the hell are you alive?" This didn't come from the blonde speedster either, but his time traveling grandson.
"I don't know? Did you guys all think I was dead?" Wally asked.
"Umm, yeah. You were gone and Blue's scarab said you ceased." Bart replied.
"What exactly does that mean?" Wally said, suddenly offended.
"Boys we need to find a way to get out of the speed force. Wally, do you know you've been here around five years." Barry finally found the energy to vocalize.
"What! I mean it didn't feel like anything. It's like we're nowhere." Wally's face crinkled in disorientation and then it flattened in despair. "Does that mean Artemis's baby is four?"
"How do you know about—you know what we'll talk about this later." Barry sighed. "We can't possibly be the only ones ever to get trapped in the speed force."
"You've been here longer, Wally, did you see anyone?" Bart said.
"I think Max Mercury was here when I got here, but sort of gave in to the speed force. I think if you've been here long enough you can ah…move on. I've never seen anyone go home."
Bart was quiet, he was debating in his head whether or not to tell them about his excursion in the speed force. But that was completely different circumstances.
Bart was younger, and it had been a Reach experiment. He shrugged it off. He had gone through with it and not struggled because his Emily's life was at risk, the girl was his Achilles heel.
Wally looked up, his thoughts were running though his mind faster than he was running through the speed force. "Assuming this is some sort of pocket dimension, there must be a door to get back, we got here somehow," There was that damned word again, it was right up there with something, someone, and somewhere, it represented the fact that he had been lost for five years and probably more, none of them knew how long they had all been there together.
Nothing much scared the once Kid Flash, loosing Artemis and Dick and Barry and the rest of his family did. Having to be in Speed Force for all eternity did. But what scared him the most was being there so long and finally returning to nothing, everyone he knew gone, the League was a group of wannabe hotshots. And his biggest fear, having to see the graves of his family, his friends, his life, and realize that they weren't coming back, they weren't just on an undercover mission, they aren't MIA with even the slightest glimmer of hope of seeing their smiling faces again, they were genuinely dead.
Right now, thinking of this, Wally would get a fuzzy feeling from seeing the Bat-glare again. Just going back to the good-old –days, when all the relationship drama shit the team had experienced and actually all this growing up crap and deaths and disappearances and lies and even having kids and their own snarky protégés, were just figment of their imaginations yet to come.
"Let's try stopping together." Wally said finally, he didn't want to think about the future, he needed to this about now, nothing more. "On the count of three."
For Iris.
"1…"
For Emily.
"2…"
For Spitfire.
"3…"
And then there was nothing.
Sorry that was short, I had written this whole piece but then realized it didn't really fit. I'm trying to make them longer, but I'm kind of failing, if you hadn't noticed.