CHAPTER 8

PART 1

"Barry? Barry? Wake up. Barry please wake up," said Joe, shaking Barry awake. He had just entered the room and he saw Barry tossing and turning.

Barry shot awake, feeling his heart pound and cold sweat broken out all over him, his breathing heavy. He looked like he had seen a ghost. Unconsciously he tried moving his arm all over his neck and face to see if he was hurt, to feel the sticky substance he felt before, but there was no trace of anything or anyone. Those two men had disappeared. He swore he had seen them somewhere, but he couldn't place a finger on it. He was broken away from his thoughts when Joe asked him worriedly, "You okay son? What happened? Was it a nightmare?"

For a moment, Joe felt like Barry remembered everything, but he didn't want to pressure him by bringing up the memory. He was still very sensitive to the topic, and bringing it up would just make matters worse. Helping Barry up in a much better position he felt something wet and sticky on Barry's hospital gown. Pulling over the covers he saw a little patch of blood near his stomach. He quickly pressed the call button and said, "Bare, you're bleeding. It's not bad, but it looks like you may have pulled some stitches. You need to be careful, Bare. You can't keep tossing and turning like this. You could do some serious damage," Joe said sternly. Their one-sided conversation was interrupted by a young nurse, who looked to be in her twenties.

"Hello, Barry," she said with a smile on her face, "What can I do for you, Mr. West? Is everything okay?"

"Hey Linda. It looks like Barry has pulled some stitches," said Joe with a concerned look.

"Don't worry, Mr. West. He'll be fine. Could you just wait outside while I stitch up his wound?" asked Linda politely. Nodding, Joe left the room leaving them alone.

The next morning Iris and Caitlin entered Barry's room at seven in the morning. They were greeted by Joe who was hovering over Barry.

"Hey dad, hey Bare. How are you feeling today?" Iris asked with concern.

She was worried about Barry after her father had told her what had happened with Barry. She could see dark bags under his eyes. It felt like he hadn't slept the whole night after his incident, and what scared her the most was that he looked so weak and scared. She had never seen Barry so weak. He was the strongest among them. Even after what happened to his family he never gave up. But now it felt like just the opposite. Blinking back the tears that were on edge she looked at Joe and asked, "What time did the doctor schedule his surgery, dad?"

As if on que Dr. Wells and a few staff members entered the hospital room.

"Sorry to intrude, but we are ready to take Barry into surgery."

"Could you give us a few minutes, doctor?" asked Joe. Nodding the team left the room. Joe sat next to Barry and spoke a few words of comfort.

"Hey Barry, you are going to be fine, okay? You just need to hold on tight and not give up. Just hold on son and we all will be here when you wake up."

He hugged his son as gentle as possible without hurting him.

"Yeah, Bare. Dad is right you know. You can't give up so easily. If you die Barry I promise I will bring you back from the dead and kill you again. You got it?" stated Iris causing everyone to laugh.

Lastly Caitlin just went and gave him a kiss on his cheek and said, "Just come back to me baby."

Seeing this, tears ran down Barry's face, and he just held Caitlin's hand as tight as he could.

A few minutes later Barry was being wheeled into surgery. He had just left his family behind, who followed him as far as they could go. He never felt so scared in his entire life. He just wished this was a nightmare and when he wakes up all of this will go away. He watched the lights speed by as he stared at the ceiling and took a deep breath.

It's all gonna be fine, he thought to himself, and when I wake up I will be alive and kicking.

All too soon he had reached the operating room. He was connected to all machines necessary and soon everything became real as it could ever be.

"Okay, Barry. I want you to start counting backwards from ten in your mind," said Dr. Wells.

Nodding, he started counting…ten, nine...he began to feel the effects…eight, seven...this he how far he could got before he drifted off to sleep.

...

When he opened his eyes his head felt like it was filled with cotton. He didn't understand what was going on. He wasn't on the operating table. He didn't have any bruises on his face nor was his hand in a cast. He didn't have anything on his mouth. He could finally open his mouth, he could finally speak. He wasn't wearing his hospital gown. Instead he had worn black jeans and blue t-shirt. He was at his house, Joe's house.

"Hello, is anyone here? Joe, Iris, where are you guys? What's going on?" he shouted aloud for anyone to hear it.

"Hello Barry, it's good to see you, son," a voice spoke.

He turned around to the voice calling his name. He gasped at the sight he saw.

"Oh my God! You're alive," he said with tears in his eyes. He went close to the woman and said, "Mom, you are alive. I don't understand what's going on?"

"Barry, my lovely boy. You have grown so much son. You just look like your father. I am so sorry about what happened to you bare. I wish I could stop it but I couldn't if I wanted to," said Nora, sobbing.

Barry continued to stare at his mother until he finally found the courage to speak.

"Where am I, mom?" He said, looking around, "I remember perfectly I was in the hospital, and I opened my eyes and I'm at our house."

Rubbing a hand to his face he asked, "Am I dead?"

Nora was quick to reassure her son.

"No baby, you are alive," she said, coming close to Barry.

"Then what's going on? Am I dreaming? Is this even real?" asked Barry, confused.

"Does it matter, son?" she replied calmly.

"It will mom, if this is even real, I will forget it. I will forget everything," he said, pacing around the hallway.

Nora felt her heart ache for the broken boy who stood in front of her. Nodding, she said, "That is why I am here, Barry. Come on. Follow me, Barry. We have some important place to go to."

Soon there was a bright light that entered the room and everything began to fade away.

...

Detective Chyre and Scott entered the motel with a photo in their hands. They went to the reception and placed the photo on the reception desk.

"Hello sir. My name is Detective Chyre, and this is my partner, Detective Scott. We are here from CCPD. We have a few questions for you sir."

After a slight nod Scott continued.

"Have you seen these guys?" he asked, pointing towards the photo, "We have some information that they are staying in this motel. They may have registered with the names Mark and Clyde Mardon. Could you check into your database sir?"

After a few minutes the manager replied, checking all the records on his computer.

"Sorry, Detectives. I can't find any entry registered with these names, but sir, I think I have something. There is a room booked under the name Mark Strong. Now that you mention it, Detective, there was one more guy along with him. They booked a room on um…July 16th. They looked freaked out, like you know someone was on their trail. They are in room 109, sir. I hope this helps, but I am not really sure . If you want I can come up with you, sir."

"No, thank you. This helps a lot."

Saying this, both the detectives left.

"All units stay on standby. We've got a lead here. I want all units to stay alert. We have only one shot at this and we can't miss," said Detective Chyre through his com. Turning to his partner he asked, "You ready to do this, Detective Scott?"

...

As the brightness faded away, Barry felt a slight pull and closed his eyes. When he opened them, he saw that he was in his room, still in his house.

"Okay, this is weird. Weren't we just downstairs? We could have just walked to the room, mom," said Barry sarcastically.

"Well, son, I am glad to see you sense of humor is still intact," she said laughing.

Ignoring this, he just took in his surroundings. He was just looking at all his books when something strange happened. He saw Iris and himself entering his room. It looked like they were fighting. Confused, he went next to his mom and said, "Mom, what's going on? I don't understand any of this?"

"Shh, baby relax. I just need you to see this, okay?" she said calmly.

"Barry, please listen to me, I told you I am sorry. I never meant this to happen. Whatever Caitlin told you, it's a big fat lie. Barry, you need to believe me, she is lying. I never blackmailed her," said Iris truthfully.

"Iris, please stop. Stop lying to me and yourself. You never liked her. In fact, you know what's funny, Iris? You don't like anyone I date. Why is that, Iris? Do you think I am not good enough for her? Huh, is that what it is? I trusted you with everything in my life, and you just backstabbed me," said Barry, hurt by what Iris had said.

"Barry, you need to understand, she is not your type," said Iris.

"Wow!" Barry said with a scoff, "What do you mean by that, Iris? Just because I'm nerdy, that doesn't mean I don't deserve her," said Barry.

"That's not what I mean, Barry. Please, you need to listen to me. Caitlin was cheating on you with some guy. I confronted her about it, and I told her to stay away from you. That's it, Barry. You need to trust me. I didn't tell her anything else," said Iris, pacing around the room.

"Iris, you know what's funny? I don't think I can trust you anymore. I think we should stay away from each other for a little while. It will help us deal better," said Barry with a heavy heart.

"How can you say this to me, Barry?" she asked, wiping her tears away. She couldn't believe this was happening. They had been friends their whole life, and now because of that girl everything was destroyed, "If that's what you want, then I'll give you some space. Anyway, sorry for your date, Barry. I think I should leave now."

Saying this she stormed out of the house crying.

"Iris, I'm sorry. I am so sorry I didn't trust you," he said, disappointed with himself, "How could I do this to her, mom? I hurt her. I caused her so much pain. I need to go back, mom. I have to apologize to her. Please, I need to go back. You need to help me to find my way back."

"You stop right there, Bartholomew Allen," she said, "What you did there was stupid, but any person in that situation would act the same way, honey. And as for sending you back, I can't do that right now. I still have to show you some things, son, and we need to hurry because we don't have a lot of time. Come on, son. Let's take a trip downstairs."

...

Iris, Caitlin, and Joe were all sitting in the waiting room. The waiting room was deadly quiet. You could actually hear a pin drop. It felt like déjà vu, but this time, the only exception was that they knew Barry was going to survive the surgery. They still had two hours to go, and everyone in the room was going stir crazy. A few minutes later Joe excused himself after the ringing of his phone.

"Caitlin, after Barry's back on the mend we three should plan a small trip some place nice," Iris said, breaking the silence, "It will help Barry heal from all the trauma. What do you think?"

"Yeah, I think that's a great idea. It will be something for him to look forward to," said Caitlin.

"Sorry to interrupt, girls, but I have some good news," Joe said happily, entering the room, "The captain just called. The Mardon brothers have been arrested."

Hey guys , i hope you enjoyed this chapter . I thought i should try the dream sequence . Your opinion on this will be very helpful . So please review and let me know .

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