And another chapter happens. I'm starting to wind up this story, but we have a lot to go. And yeah, Wally and Barry have been pretty bitter, but I think this chapter will explain a lot. And this chapter will definitely show how much Barry loves his nephew.

He was always giving her attention
Looking hard to find the things she mentioned
He was dedicated
But most suckers hate it
That girl was fine
But she didn't appreciate him

She calls him up
She's tripping on the phone now
He had to get up
And he ain't comin home now
He's tryin to forget her
That's how we come with him
When he first met her
When they first got together

-Good Charlotte

I don't Wanna be In Love

Jinx hadn't slept in days. Living with terror had made her jumpy and unable to relax properly. Even in her time in the yard had her avoiding others, because she was afraid to get shanked. She only could sit and wonder how long she would last under torture. That or write letters to Wally.

She was starting to wonder why he hadn't come for her. He always came when she rang for him, he had always been her loyal slave. She had kicked him and her little puppy had always came back for more. Even when she had poisoned him the first time, she had just convinced him she had gotten him laid and then everything had been fine.

And now, when she needed him the most, he wasn't there. Why hadn't he ditched Allen and found her? She was sure she could convince him to let her escape once he knew all the details she felt needed.

Still, she had to keep her mind together. Wally still might save her. If she just waited and kept her mind long enough, she would find him and she would be fine. Or she would figure out some way of doing herself in before subjecting herself to Scarecrow's torture.

She wasn't surprised to see Barry Allen back. She had expected that he would have something to say to her, and it gave her hope that Wally was all right. She needed him in once piece if she intended to get herelf rescued.

"I believe these were sent by you," Dr. Allen said, handing the letters back to her after entering the cell. He was looking even worse than usual, this guy had no idea how to separate his personal and business life. And given his usual profile of being an ex-military neat freak, she was truly driving him insane.

"Yeah, so I'm not sure why you have them," Jinx snapped furiously. "Haven't you ever heard of privacy?" The word control freak really applied here.

Dr. Allen nodded. "It's overrated. I don't recommend writing to him again. He will never get them." Each of them had been crumpled and had coffee spilled on it. He had definite latent rage issues, that he had worked hard to surpress. Yet, she had managed to trigger them so easily.

"I want to speak to him. I don't care if you hear every word I say to him, but just let me speak to him for a few minutes. It's a matter of life and death," Jinx said, her nerves extremely frayed. She had to get in touch with Wally now and she wouldn't take no for an answer. The bars on the window seemed to shut her in, making her feel more out of control.

"Life and death, ironic words. I have no intention of letting that happen. Any further attempts at communication between you and my nephew will result in the shredding of your letter," Dr. Allen said. "Please give up." He was actually begging her. It was a sick feeling of joy she would have cherished had she not been exhausted and desperate.

"I don't get it. You won. You got me behind prison. I can't hurt your nephew anymore. I just want to speak to him. I'll tell you anything if you bring him to me. Just please do this and think of the case you'll have against the Brotherhood of Evil. I'll testify. Six minutes with Wally is all I am asking," Jinx said, her teeth gritted. "Do you need me to go down on my knees and beg you for it? What are you afraid of? I'm offering you so much, a slam dunk case." What more did he want? He was a good guy, good guys wanted a confession, didn't they?

There was a long pause. "Do you have children, Miss Jensson?" Dr. Allen asked, removing his glasses. His eyes were still red and bloodshot but they were also narrowed in fury. His tone indicated he considered her a slut who most likely had abandoned her own.

"I have been late with my period," Jinx said, wishing she could say she was pregnant. Barry Allen may have wanted her dead, but he wouldn't let his great nephew/neice suffer with her. It would have brought her a few more precious months in which to escape and get away from Scarecrow. "But no, I think you're safe from becoming a great uncle for now. What does that have to do with anything, anyway? He's not your son, he's Rudy West's son."

Dr. Allen obviously did not find the comment funny. "Wally is my child. Not biologically, but he has been my son for the last seven years. I would do anything for him and I would do anything to protect him." He paused and considered his words. "Anything."

"What's your point?" Jinx demanded, not really in the mood for a family story. She wanted her Wally now.

"When Wally's parents died, I stayed with him in the hospital. I sat next to his small, broken little body and watched him fight to live. I held his little hand and I made a vow that I would always protect him. Even if he was orphaned, I would never let him be alone. I would keep him safe by any means needed. And that means making sure that sociopaths like you are kept away from him, " Dr. Allen said menacingly.

"I didn't try to kill Wally," Jinx lied. "So if you're blaming me for what happened, blame your nephew for his own mistakes." Wally's heroic nature of jumping into a burning building certainly wasn't her fault!

"Spare me. I've read the files. I know what you've done. Even if you are telling the truth and didn't set the fire, you've done so many other terrible things. Do you need me to name them for you?" Dr. Allen asked, with a withering look of disdain.

"I did what I did to survive," Jinx said. "You've alread made clear what you think of me, Allen. You think I'm worthless. But like it or not, I'm in your nephew's life and by your anger, you know from him that I'm telling the truth. So spare me the lectre on morality and let me see my boyfriend," Jinx hissed, feeling her heckles rising.

"I have no intention of trying to reason with you. You are a plague on the world, you are a creature of pure evil and I will not let you bring down my nephew. He will never get any of your letters. He will never see you again. I have him safe and you will stop writing to him or trying to contact him," Dr. Allen ordered. "I won't have him confused."

"You mean you have him locked up, don't you?" Jinx deduced. "He wants to see me again and you won't let him leave. You don't fear him getting hurt like me, you think I'll turn him into a criminal." So he did still love her! "So you know who he really is. You know I was telling the truth."

"I don't know what you're talking about," Dr. Allen said coldly, but Jinx knew he knew who his nephew was. "My nephew will continue to be a normal young boy." Normal, something Wally could never be for anyone. "He is recovering from his illness and is merely requires rest."

So, he thought he could put an end to Kid Flash? Keep Wally pretending to be normal? Stop Wally from being who he was, a meta human? And they called her controlling? "Going to break out the manacles? Watch his spirit get crushed as you keep him in a cage?" she mocked angrily. She knew it, once they knew who Wally was, a freak of nature, they would destroy him. She had a sudden urge to leap across the table and rip his throat out. Familier feelings of rejection soured in her chest.

Dr. Allen's face darkened. "You will not destroy my family," he said softly. Yes, he was willing to do anything to keep his perfect normal life together, up to and including resorting to the cruelest behavior possible. If Wally couldn't be a meta human, he'd pine away from depression. She knew it. "I will not allow it. And you are in my world now, everyone in the criminal justice system knows me and owes me quite a few favors. You have no chance to win here." Everything she knew about this guy from her research said he was boringly honest. Pulling strings wasn't even in his nature. He really must feel his back against the wall. There had to be something she didn't know here!

"I know. You're pulling every string to destroy me," she whispered. "You're sending me to Arkham. In another city, where I'll be drugged up. You want me gone. If Wally finds out…he'll never forgive you. He loves me. And I know you don't believe me, but I love him. And if you love him, you'll believe me. Because he's in danger."

"What are you talking about?" Dr. Allen said, glaring at her. "What more can you do to him? Because I am warning you, I can make your life very unpleasant. There is something called solitary confinement in a very small cell. It can be arranged with a snap of my fingers." The tremor in his voice made her believe he wasn't entirely comfortable with threatening her. He hated this, he was a fundimentally good guy pushed to his limits and she had learned how to deal with him. She had to use strategy.

There were so many taunts that could be said, but now wasn't the time for them. She had to stop insulting him and get his pity. He wasn't a bad guy, he was a frightened good guy who wanted to protect Wally and was willing to sacrifice anything for him. And she had to play on the idea that he would be willing to bend rules to keep Wally alive. "Please, just listen to me. I know this is hard for you to believe, but Wally is Kid Flash. And the person you have to see me, Doctor Crane, he is really the worst kind of person. He isn't on your side. If you let him have me, he'll take all my secrets. And we both know I know too much," she pleaded.

"What are you talking about?" Dr. Allen said, but his voice indicated some interest. She had his attention now, she had to work carefully to keep it now.

Jinx wanted to be strong. She wanted to say it with dignity. But the stress had finally gotten to her. "Please…help me. You hate me, I get that. Maybe I even deserve it, if you want the truth. But you are going to get me killed and your nephew will go down with me. Please, you can lock me up in any other prison, just keep Crane away from me. Tell Wally, he'll get the Flash, please, you can't let him brainwash me." She could feel tears prickling in her eyes and roll down her cheeks. She was in love with a hero, she was begging a police officer for the honor of becoming a stool pigeon and all her former allies wanted her dead. But rules didn't make sense anymore.

Dr. Allen laughed harshly and clapped. "Bravo, Miss Jennson. If you weren't facing murder charges, I'd suggest you try Broadway. You are a very talented actress. But Jonathan Crane is a fine man who has an excellent reputation for keeping dangerous criminals where they belong. And your lies only make me realize that you are worth destroying Wally's relationship with him. If I can make sure you can't destroy it, I can endure anything, even losing his love."

"I'm his girlfriend. He loves me. Doesn't that mean anything to you?" Jinx demanded angrily.

"And for such a loving girlfriend, you've done everything to ruin the relationship between Wally and the only family he has. You've tried to take him away from the people who love him, who care for him, who want the best for him. You've done everything to try and ruin his life. If you really did love him, you would let him go, " Allen retorted.

"What if I did? What if I broke his heart for you? Would you keep me out of Arkham?" Jinx asked. As soon as Allen brought Wally in, she'd have her chance to speak to him. It was worth anything to save their lives.

Dr. Allen glared at her. "So, the girl who claims to love Wally is willing to throw him to the gutter to save her own skin. You would plea bargain your mother's own soul if it got you help. And you wonder why I won't let him see you? You're a demented little sadist, and I think you have hurt him enough. I'll tell him what a little harlot you are, don't worry. I've made sure you will never be able to hurt him again."

Jinx shook her head. "You don't get it. And you won't get it. But I really do love Wally and I'm willing to do anything to see him. I can't hurt him anymore, I just need to warn him. If people find out who he really is, they can hurt him. And the Scarecrow…Jonathan Crane, he'll break me. He'll get it out of me and I won't be able to prevent this. Wally really is Kid Flash. He's the apprentice of the Flash. I've spoken to him and he cares a lot about Wally too. If you won't help me, then tell Wally to send the Flash to speak to me. You're a human, you're afraid to trust me. But if a hero does this, someone I can't hurt, if I can convince him, will you believe me and let me speak to Wally and get Crane arrested?" she asked. She had no guarentee that she'd convince the Flash of anything, but hopefully he wouldn't be as emotionally involved and could actually listen to her.

Dr. Allen sat there for a whole long moment, staring at her. He suddenly smiled sadly and a flicker of hope died inside her. "I didn't want to do this. I promise, I really tried to think of another way. I thought Arkham would be enough. But to protect Wally, I need to be sure. " He looked so miserable as he So, in your research, did you ever find out who my archeology professor was?" he asked.

Jinx shook her head. "Can't say I did," she said, wondering what the hell was going on. This couldn't be good.

Dr. Allen didn't stop smiling as he twisted a ring on his finger that glowed disturbingly. "Jason Blood," he said softly. "He was a very good teacher and became a good friend. I came to him after I met you the first time, and he told me that there was a way to make sure you didn't get my Wally killed. It means sapping my life force, but I'm pretty healthy, I can handle it. I've been feeding it my life force for the last few days. It's only enough for one spell, and it's going to take a lot out of me. But it's worth it."

Jinx gulped. "Are you going to kill me?" she asked, feeling herself calm in the face of death. She was going to die painlessly, she knew this guy wouldn't make her suffer. And the Scarecrow wouldn't break her.

Dr. Allen shook his head. "Don't be silly, I would never do that. Look, I'm not a bad guy. I'm not like you, I don't like hurting people. I'm someone who just wants to protect the ones I love. What I have to do, it's completely against everything I believe in. But I can't let you get Wally killed. So I am going to make sure you can't do it," he explained in a gentle fatherly tone.

"So what are you going to do?" Jinx asked, wishing her cell was big enough to back away. She was frightened, but she was also jealous. This man was willing to do anything, including break every moral code he had for Wally. Had she found parents like that, would she have turned out normal?

"Please, don't worry. I won't go as far as others would, I won't hurt you. I promise, I will be very careful, but I need to keep this safe. I can't let you keep lying about my nephew." He took a deep breath and shuddered as the ring's aura began to pulse. "Just relax and this will be over quickly." Jinx felt heavy palms on her temples and a whisper in her ears. "I bind his name inside your mind, A place no one will ever find, Magic shall protect my child in his quest, Give not the name of Wally West. I bind your lips and seal your speech, I chain it where no one can reach, our lives you will not condemn, you shall not ever tell of them."

Jinx collapsed to the floor, the darkness swirling before her eyes. "I'm sorry to do this. I think wish I could even believe you, but I can't take this risk. It's best for everyone if you stopped lying." Yet, a stricken look lurked on his face, making her realize that he had finally confirmed that Wally was alive, well and wanted to see her.

And as she felt herself melt into darkness, she realized with some joy that at least Wally was safe. Scrarecrow wouldn't be able to find his name now and that bought her some time. Wally loved her and no matter what, he would find her. "Thank you," she whispered.


Wally had hatched his plan and now he only had to wait. It had taken hours of planning, but the radio silence would be broken. He would have to get his uncle's attention and he had recruited his aunt to go visit Grandpa so that Uncle Barry would be forced to interact with him.

He waited, trying not to feel his breath catch in his chest. He could do this. This was his uncle, he had always been able to handle him. He just had to wait for him to make the first move. Till then, he couldn't do much for Jinx or himself. He didn't dare leave this room, he couldn't imagine the consquences of that. Jinx needed him alive and well, not stuck in the Fortress of Solutitude. She was safe in prison. Uncle Barry may have been mad, but he would never do anything to hurt her intentionally once she was captured.

The day past slowly, and Wally had begun to wonder if it would even work. He could only waste so much time before he would break down and just call his aunt to come home and continue mediating. He could only read so many Terry Pratchett novels before he lost his mind and only spoke in puns.

Finally, the door opened and a tall figure staggered in. "Good afternoon," Uncle Barry said, bringing in a health shake for Wally. He was looking worse than usual. His uncle's cheeks were hollow, he hadn't been eating well at all. So why was Aunt Iris lecturing Wally? His uncle looked like the walking dead!

"Hello," Wally whispered, trying to work up the courage to say what he wanted to. He felt so worried that he would just screw up again.

"I see your vital signs are doing well. I think you should have more of the bandages off soon," he said stiffly, clearly ill at ease with speaking to him. His voice was hoarse and his footsteps heavy, why didn't Uncle Barry tell him what was going on?

"Good to hear," Wally whispered, stung by the coldness. This was not going at all like he planned it would go.

"You are definitely on the mend. That reminds me, you've been getting lazy. You haven't finished your chemistry homework that you were assigned. I expect it done by dinner," Uncle Barry said sternly. "Am I understood, Wallace?" he demanded, before coughing hoarsely.

Something inside him snapped. He was sitting here miserably for the last day and all his uncle cared about was his schoolwork? Still, it was just as he predicted and he had been prepared for this. "No," Wally whispered, his knees actually shaking. He wasn't sure why he was doing this, but it was the act of a desperate man clinging to any hope. He was terrified to push buttons but he had to get attention somehow.

"What did you just say to me?" Uncle Barry demanded, looking more shocked than furious. "I just gave you an order." And he sounded so angry. It would be so much simpler to beg for mercy and blame the medicine.

To his shock, Wally stood his ground. "You said you regretted giving me the powers, that you didn't feel I was worthy to be a hero. If I'm not your apprentice Flash anymore, I don't have to obey you anymore. As your nephew, Wally West, I'm free to ignore you. I graduated high school. I don't have to go to school anymore, remember?" Wally murmured, wondering why the words 'yes sir' weren't coming out of his mouth at lightning speed. "You can't make me do my homework."

"You're fifteen years old, Wallace Rudolph West. The law is clearly on my side. If I want to keep you locked in this room till your eighteenth birthday, I think a jury of my peers would not only acquit me, but most likely suggest I keep you locked up till you develop a sense of morality," Uncle Barry said coldly, glaring at him with the look usually reserved for criminals. This had to stop! He would break down this level of distance or he'd die trying.

"This is all about controlling me. Shutting me out and locking me up until I just lose my mind. Are you just trying to break me down and make me lose my will?" Wally demanded, trying to blink to hide his tears. He would not live in this horrible vacuum of disappointment forever. "Because I'm going to fight you every step of the way. " It was a fool's challenge, Wally was helpless to fight back against his uncle. But it was the only threat he had to offer.

"Don't you ever accuse me of trying to break you. " Uncle Barry glared at him, falling into a chair weakly. "If you think after all I've done for you, that I'm your enemy, then I have to question your sanity."

"You haven't stopped browbeating me this whole time," Wally reminded. "I can't stand it anymore. I know you're mad, but can't we talk about it like we used to?" He just wanted a little bit of comfort from the man who was his hero.

" I wish I could just talk to you like before. I miss that. But I don't know what to do with you anymore. I never had to do this before. Even when you were misbehaving when you were a kid, I got that you just wanted attention. I got that you were trying to make sure you were always center stage. And I didn't mind dealing with it, because you were hurt. I thought I had finally earned your trust," Uncle Barry said sadly. "I feel like I failed you. Like I gave you too much rope and you hung yourself."

Wally nodded, just grateful to finally have some dialogue. "I know I didn't always think right, but I made my own choices. I'm not eight anymore, I need to take my own consequences. I accept you are disappointed in me but you don't expect me to always know what to do?"

"I know I'm being unfair. But whatever it takes, I'm not going to let you die. In here, you can't be hurt. And that is where you are going to stay until I figure out what to do next. Because I can't lose you," Uncle Barry said, his voice shaking.

"You're not going to lose me, Uncle Barry. I promise," Wally said, giving him a small smile. "After all I have gone through, I feel someone up there loves me."

"That isn't enough for me and you know it. I don't want to do this, but I have no choice. I have no choice but to take the reins of the situation until I feel you can be trusted," Uncle Barry said, sounding so much like someone they both knew.

That explained so much. "So, you've been taking parenting advice from Batman. Let me guess, he says you should go parole officer on me. A hard line defensive strategy, " Wally sniffed, feeling immensely betrayed. He was supposed to have the normal family, not the Bat family.

"Well, you don't see Robin chasing after villains and lying through his teeth. So I did go to him and ask his thoughts on the matter. If it means keeping you out of prison, I'll do anything. I got you out of this jam by the skin of my teeth. Believe me, you have no idea what I've done for you and I hope you never will," Uncle Barry said quietly, sounding extremely tired.

"What did you do?" Wally asked, his eyes widening. He had a bad feeling about this, but tried not to suspect his uncle of completely going off the deep end.

"I said we won't be discussing it. But suffice it to say, you aren't leaving. I am not losing you. So you will do your homework and behave yourself, because there isn't anything else outside this home you have permission to do until my health returns to normal," Uncle Barry snapped, before pausing for a moment. He stared at Wally and sighed. "I can't keep doing this. I'm going to lose my mind. I'm not built to be a drill sergeant. I really am not good at this whole cold act."

"So why are you doing this to me?" Wally said. "I hate when you yell at me. The way you looked at me, it was the way you looked at criminals. I didn't deserve that, I know I screwed up but you make it seem like I'm trying to hurt you personally. This is about me, not you." Yeah, he was becoming really bad at this.

"Telling your secret identity to a criminal concerns me. Am I wrong to be upset about that?" Uncle Barry asked. Wally shook his head. Why did this man always have to be right? "Honestly, none of this would happen if you would treat me with more respect. I know you've always had authority issues, but I thought we worked through them. Now we are back to square one. "

"I can handle this," Wally repeated quietly, still trying to hold his ground. "I need to do this on my own if I am ever going to grow up."

"Why do you insist on challenging me on every step of the way? Have I been a bad guardian to you? I'm tough on you, but tell me, have you I ever abused you in any way? Punished you unjustly? Treated you with anything but affection and care? When I have been anything but good to you? Tell me, point it out to me and I'll let you go to do whatever you want, without questioning." That was not the reaction he had been looking for. "Do you want me to just give up on you? Say I don't care what you do?" he asked. "I can't be a drill sergeant but…I can't lose you."

Wally shook his head, completely defeated. He could deal with anger and terror fine. Indifference nearly killed him. But pure disappointment and guilt wasn't much better. "You've always been fair to me. You're the best and you know that." He bit his lip and felt tears run down his cheeks. He hated crying and lately he had been doing a lot of it. 'I can't live like this. Yell at me, if you need to. But you're my mentor; you can't shut me out like this. You are all I have. You're my second dad. You're my hero. Please, talk to me," he begged. "I'm listening. I really am."

To his joy, his uncle's stern expression softened. "It's my turn to listen. I need to know why you're sorry, Wallace. I can't forgive you till I know why. So tell me, why?" Uncle Barry asked, getting up and sitting down next to him. The physical closeness was ameliorating and Wally treasured it.

"Because I hurt you," Wally whispered, hanging his head. "I am sorry for hurting you. If I could take any punishment in the world for what I did, I'd take it happily. But seeing you angry at me is the worst punishment in the world." It was true. Nothing was as bad as this.

"That isn't why you should be sorry. I'm angry, but hurting me is the least of your concerns. I don't care how much sleep I lose over you, I'm willing to take anything life brings me if it means I stay in your life. Hell, you and Iris are my life. You are everything to me. So I don't care how much anguish you put me through, it's worth it. Do you understand that?" Uncle Barry thundered, his voice shaking.

"Yes sir," Wally whispered, his eyes filling with tears. He needed to hear that so badly. "I do. I don't deserve it, but I get it."

"That doesn't mean I'll allow you to get away with lying and disobeying me. I love you more than my own life, but I'm not going to allow you to go down the wrong path. So tell me why you're sorry, so that I know you understand," Uncle Barry encouraged, patting Wally's hand.

"I don't know what you want me to say. I'm sorry for failing to fulfill my duties," Wally mumbled, trying to get to that pillow of absolution. "Tell me what you want to hear?" He was starting to think he knew what it was, but couldn't bear saying it.

"You know what I want. I need to know you understand," Uncle Barry said and Wally understood. "Please, tell me that so we can move on and be normal again. She's not worth it. Believe me, you know who really cares about you. Just let me help you."

He didn't want to say it. He was right to believe in Jinx. He loved her. He owed his life to her. He had devoted so much time and thought and energy to this. And it was destroying his world. Even if she made him happy, was it worth sacrificing his life for her? He had constantly been giving in the relationship and now he needed to take. God and Layla forgive him.

"I'm sorry, because I was wrong. I should have called you and I didn't. I betrayed your trust and I disobeyed you. I was wrong because I risked my life. I am not sorry I got caught. I got what I deserved," Wally forced himself to say. He wasn't wrong to love Jinx…he still loved her. But for now, for Uncle Barry's sake, he would deny himself the right to speak for her. "And I was wrong to care about Jinx. I shouldn't have trusted her." He felt like scum, but for a little bit of affection, he'd sacrifice anything.

And he got what he wanted. Uncle Barry was at his side, enveloping him in a hug. "That's all I needed to hear, my boy," he said, softly. "I'm so happy you finally get it."

It was the best feeling in the world. He had Uncle Barry's forgiveness. He had done what he had to do and started on the road to getting his life back.

And Wally realized that to do it, he was still lying.

AN-Yeah, this can't end well for him. Poor Barry, he never thought he'd be raising a hormonal teenager with super powers when he married Iris and Wally was just a cute eight year old who thought girls had cooties. And about Barry using magic, he has access to those who can and he is desperate. He could have done a lot worse.