The song for this chapter is Matt Corby - Lay You Down

FELICITY'S POV:

"You really couldn't have told Barry that Thea was coming?" I paced Oliver's hotel room as he sat on the bed. "You know Iris is going to have a fit, and then she'll be mad at me because I didn't tell her." My head throbbed.

Oliver gave me his usual stoic look, but there was tinge of something more in his eyes. "He can handle it, Felicity."

I shook my head. "You're not understanding me, Iris almost killed me when she thought I wanted Barry at Thanksgiving. Same thing with Linda when she thought I wanted Cisco. Those girls are insanely jealous and you just sent your baby sister into the lion's den. At least, Caitlin's a lesbian. Maybe she'll diffuse some of the tension." With a huff, I propped my hands on my hips. "What do you have to say for yourself?" I gave him a stern look.

He rose, his tall frame towered over me, his eyes captured mine. "Should serve him right." He walked towards the door with a parting glance.

I followed. "What are you talking about?" I stepped into the hall and headed for the elevator. "Barry can do no wrong. He's like a sexy puppy, he's harmless."

Oliver practically filled the elevator with tension. "A harmless puppy that flirted with you."

I let out laugh, then took in his expression. "Oh, you're serious." I pressed the ground floor button. "You're talking about earlier?"

He shrugged. "You didn't seem to mind."

My eyes couldn't roll hard enough. "You're being ridiculous. Barry and I are just friends."

A few moments later the elevator doors opened. I marched past him, a little pissed. You could say it was fairly obvious that I felt something for him and all of a sudden he gets to be jealous?

"And if we weren't what are you going to do about, Oliver?"

BARRY'S POV:

What was Thea doing here? Did Oliver tell her that I was hurt?

She handed me the bag of food. Or more accurately the bags of food. "Thought you could use a little energy. We both know you get hungry after you exert a lot of energy."

Iris' forehead creased. I thought she was about to pop a blood vessel.

Ronnie laughed some more and I wasn't sure why he found this particularly funny.

"Thanks, Speedy."

She made a mildly annoyed face. "Don't call me that. I'm not your sister." She wasn't exactly sly when she directed a smirk towards Iris. "Nice to see you again, Iris."

Iris didn't say anything back, she just stared at her like she was an inch away from knocking her out. Then I realized why the other night Iris kept asking me about important people I met in Central City, she had met Thea.

"Ollie is on his way over here from the hotel."

I cleared my throat. "Thea is Oliver's sister everyone."

Ronnie continued to laugh as if this was getting funnier by the moment for him. From the corner of my eye I saw Caitlin smack his chest in warning.

"It seems you already know Iris." I gave a weak smile then introduced everyone else.

"Nice to meet other important people in Barry's life." Thea added with a half grin. "I'll be in town for a bit. Hopefully, I'll get to know you all a little better."

Iris turned toward me, a blank expression on her face, but if eyes could kill. "We should get home."

"What," Thea objected. "It's early. Let's hit the city. You can sweat off your injuries." She suggested in that seductive way of hers.

Iris gave her a look. "It's three in the morning."

"And?" Thea turned her questioning brown to Iris.

She folded her arms across her chest. "And he needs to heal, not to dance. He's coming home."

Thea grinned cheekily as she looked at me. "Well, I think that's up to Barry." She leaned a little closer to me.

They both gave me an expectant look.

"Thea," I sighed. "We all have a lot going on right now. Maybe another time." I gave her a knowing look.

Iris scoffed and marched out of the room.

IRIS' POV:

I paced outside, breathing in the cold air. If I was in there for one more second I was going to snatch that bitch's throat out. There seemed to be this law that wouldn't let me to be happy for five seconds.

My shoulders rolled back. I'd just have to roll with the punches I guess.

Caitlin and Linda came and stood on either side of me.

"How are you doing?" Caitlin asked.

"Peachy." My eyes focused on the dark sky.

They pulled me in for a hug.

"She was a bitch or was it just me?" Linda asked.

A grin came to my lips. "No, she was a bitch."

They joined in on the laughter. It was nice. I missed this. The three of us needed to hang out more. So much had happened lately that we were only brought together by tragedy.

We stayed quiet for a while.

"I'm going to go for a walk," I told them with a weak grin. "I need to see my dad."

Caitlin nodded, she gave my hand a squeeze.

"Do you want us to come with you?" Linda asked, concern in her voice.

I shook my head. "Thanks, but I need some time to clear my head."

We group hugged.

"Love you," They said simultaneously.

"Love you, too." I headed down the street.

My dad was fast asleep when I got to the hospital. The room was dark, but he looked to be okay. Obviously, looks could be deceiving. I sank down in the chair even though all I wanted to do was curl up beside him. It would be dawn soon and I needed to get a few hours of sleep in if I was going to make it through tomorrow. Once I let my thoughts thin out I drifted to sleep.

What seemed only seconds later I was shaken awoke. My eyes opened to find Barry hovered over me. He held his finger to his mouth and motioned for me to follow him. Sunlight drifted through the blinds, so I knew that I had gotten a little sleep. Still, I was not a happy camper.

Quietly, I rose from the hard chair and followed him down the hall and to a secluded corner. I waited for him to say whatever he had to say.

All it seemed he could do was stare at me. So my eyes narrowed. "You reek of guilt."

His eyes fell to the floor. "Iris..." He said after a heavy sigh.

My stomach was a ball of knots. "Did you sleep with her while you were in Central City?"

His jaw hardened, his silence said everything.

I could feel the bile rise in the back of my throat. The knots in my stomach tightened. My hand flashed out before I could stop it, smacking him across the face. My heart was in my throat.

"You lied to me."

He still couldn't meet my eyes.

"You're not going to deny it?"

His guilty green eyes found mine. "I didn't know how to tell you."

My hand smacked his face again. That time I meant it. I couldn't be here right now.

"Iris," He called.

"I can't get that picture of you two out of my head." I faced him, but kept the distance between us.

He rubbed his forehead. "Iris-"

"No, Barry. You actually slept with her and you didn't tell me about it, even after I asked if there was anyone important that you met."

"It wasn't like that, she wasn't important. Not like that. It was one time."

I gawked at him. "And that's supposed to make it okay?"

He huffed. "Look, yes, maybe Thea told me not to tell you, but I didn't have to listen. I could've told you," His eyes desperate. "A hundred times I could've told you. And I didn't."

My head shook in disbelief. "But you didn't."

"You're right to be mad, but don't be mad at Thea. Be mad at me."

I nodded. "Okay," My stupid eyes stung with fresh tears. "Okay, then explain to me how the person I thought I knew better than anyone else has been keeping secrets from me. Big, life changing secrets." Accusation clear in my voice.

His head hung as his hand ran across his forehead.

"You were supposed to be my best friend, Barry." A sense of deja vu filled me. We had a conversation like this before.

"I am your best friend." He looked offended.

Everything came flooding back. When he pushed me away ten years ago, when he didn't tell me about his crush, when he didn't tell me about his abilities, and now this. "How can you say that when the most important things in your life, the things that matter the most, the things you're supposed to share, you kept all of them from. You lied to me. About everything."

Both hands were pressed to his temples. "I know, Iris. Look, I know. But you haven't been entirely honest with me either."

My eyes fluttered. "What? What are you talking about?"

"You had multiple times to tell me that you wanted to be a vigilante and you didn't. You kept it from me and from Joe. You repeatedly put your life and danger and you got Eddie to lie for you."

My jaw hardened.

"And last night I find out from Caitlin that you were stabbed, that Oliver had to stitch you up. Were you even going to tell me about that?" Distrust heavy in his voice.

There was nothing I could say? How did this get turned around on me?

He took my silence as his answer. "I'm going to go check on Joe." He walked away.

Apologies for the short chapter. I'm extremely tired, worked all day, but I wanted to get something up for yall because tomorrow I have a family function all day and I know that last chapter was kind of a cliffhanger. Anyway, I'll make next chapter longer, I promise. Please please please review, they mean the world to me :)