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Barry panted feeling dizzy as he limped through the woods. He was sweating and breathing hard pain and fatigue getting into him. He strolled blindly into the dark forest without any directions. The boy didn't want to admit it loud but he was starting to regret his decision to leave Oliver.

Barry cursed out loud when he accidentally put his weight on his injured ankle. He stopped moving and decided to take a break. Plopping down near a bush Barry coughed and wrapped his arm over his stomach. His ribs were hurting less maybe he was healing. He thought maybe he should try and see if his powers were back. Taking a small breath he used his phasing power "Aaaah!" The boy doubled over in pain squeezing his eyes shut. Okay no more power experiments for him.

After few minutes when his pain subsided Barry raised his voice and uttered breathlessly "Help! Can anybody hear me?" He was met with the silence of the dark night. The only sounds were heard was crickets singing and howls of some unknown animals. A single tear fell from his eyes. He was scared. He wanted to go home. He wanted to be flash again. He didn't want to be alone here. He wanted Oliver.

Barry felt guilty of his actions. He shouldn't have said those mean words to the older man. Oliver had tried his best way to help him but he had just blamed him for their misery. Deep down in his heart he knew it wasn't Oliver's fault. He needed to apologise to him. But how? God knows where would he be in the woods?

CENTRAL CITY

Joe dialled for hundered time on Barry's cell phone. Each time he was met with his voice mail. It had been more than a day since he had lost contact with his son. He knew the mission was dangerous so the father inside him coudn't help but worry about his son. When the distress father informed the rest of the team flash members, they decided to check on the hotel in Costa Rica where Oliver and Barry were suppose to stay.

Cisco informed Joe that neither of them had checked in nor their jet had landed in the country. The team was baffled on where did the two hero's might have vanished. Their best and worst guess was that the two of them might have been kidnapped by Gabriel and his men or by other enemies. After coming up with plenty of negative thoughts it was Iris who came up with an idea. She asked Cisco to check the weather on that day.

"Oh mother nature!" yelled Cisco. The group gathered around the scientist "What happened Cisco? Did you find them?" asked Iris with hands on her hips

"You were right Iris! This weather forecast shows a huge unexpected storm had appeared on their route" Joe frowned "What are you trying to say Cisco?"

Caitlin understood what it meant "It means there is a big chance their plane might have crashed Joe" her voice grew heavy. Iris's hand flew to her mouth "Oh my God! Barry..Dad! We have to do something!"

Cisco shook his head "We can't be for sure Iris. It's just another wild guess" Iris was having a bad feeling about this "No Cisco...I know Barry is in trouble. I can feel something is wrong. They are obviously not on Coasta Rica, they haven't been answering our calls and then a sudden storm? What if you are right and they did get involved in an accident. What if Barry is hurt or Oliver? Dad please we have to check"

Caitlin pointed her look at Cisco "Can't we locate the plane?" Cisco nodded and punched few buttons "I am sorry. The map doesn't show anything"

Joe immediately pulled his cell out "I am with Iris. I can't wait anymore. I am calling rescue operation guys" Iris was glad his father agreed with her.

Cisco looked at Caitlin "I hope both are fine. This does not look good" His friend gave a small smile "Well atleast they have each other. They are not alone"

BACK IN WOODS

Oliver jerked awake from his unfitful slumber. His eyes fell on the dark night that was slowly starting to freak him out. He didn't want to remember but his mind kept playing the memories of those awful years he had to spend on the stranded mountain.

The vigilante shuddered thinking what if the history repeated itself. Before he knew his breathing quickened and heart started to race in his chest. He felt like he was back in the mountains. All alone with no connection to outer world. Oliver closed his eyes and took deep breaths trying not to panic. He counted till fifty and slowly opened his eyes. His breathing was little back to normal. He could do this. He could and will get out of here...with Barry

Barry...Oliver thought of the hero. Not hero but a stubborn ungrateful careless and...and...hurt. The vigilante's heart sank in his chest thinking Barry was still hurt and God knows where in this dark night. He shouldn't have lost his temper and shouted at the kid. He was hungry and hurting. Anyone would loose their patience. He picked up his bag and opened the zipper. He cursed inwardly. Why did his bag survived that only had few sandwitches and a bottle of orange juice. His mouth watered seeing the sandwiches. Oliver was about to take a bite when Barry's hurt face came into his view. He bit his lip and placed back the bread in his bag. How could he eat when the boy was starving with hunger. He felt guilty that he didn't even get a chance to attend his wounds with the first aid kit he had founded. The vigilante sighed thinking... I should have tried harder to stop him.

SOMEWHERE IN THE WOODS

Barry wrapped his arms around his stomach and wimpered. He was feeling hot from inside and at the same time shivering from the cold night. He knew it was the fever doing its work. Occasionally his body would twitch with hands clenching into fists. His leg was throbbing from all the walk he had done. He thought maybe his ankle was infected but the hero had no energy to look at his wound so he laid silently on the muddy ground.

Suddenly Barry's heart gave an unsettled lurch. He heared a growl coming from his right side. The hero slowly pulled himself into sitting position and blinked through the darkness.

A high pitched moan

Barry gulped down the building fear. What was that sound? A tiger? A cheetah? Maybe elephant? The boy gripped the leaves on the ground and started breathing heavily, tiny beats of sweat rolling down his forehead. What should he do? Move? What if that thing decides to attack? He was in no position to defend himself. How will he able to save himself?

Before Barry could think of a way out he heard the grunting sound become louder. It was way too close to him. With the next blink the trembling boy saw a pair of yellow eyes staring right back at him

"No...Is that a bear?" Barry whispered to himself feeling dread pool in his stomach. This might very well be the last day of The Flash in this world.

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