Oh dear. What's this? Another chapter? Yes it is true. I, Cadet Eyes, am breaking my cardinal rule of fic writing and turning this into a multi-chapter story. Seeing as this is uncharted territory for me, I should probably give you a few warnings now. First, do not expect any sort of schedule when it comes to updates, but do expect fairly short chapters. I have about four planned right now, but that may change. Second, I know nothing about the Flash except for the basics and what we've been told on Arrow, so if I get something wrong, I apologize. Third, I suppose this can officially be considered AU. For the most part, the events will stay the same, but instead of it being five weeks later like in the show, it starts only two days later, and includes a little or Barry. That all being said, please enjoy the second chapter of Struck by Lightning

"Okay," Felicity started, looking at Barry, who was sitting hunched in a chair with his elbows on his knees. "From the beginning, what happened?"

Barry sighed, running a hand through his hair. They had taken the time to clean up the mess his apartment had become, giving him the chance to try to wrap his head around what was going on. Unfortunately, in the two hours it took, he was still no closer to figuring it out.

"After I got off the phone with you, the power went out and the reactor went into meltdown. I went to close that skylight, and got hit by super lightning, which you saw the end result of. Then I laid there for two days while not one person thought to come looking for me."

Barry didn't need to see Felicity's frown to know he was being rude, he could hear it for himself. He honestly didn't mean to, but after getting over the shock of his inter-room teleportation act, he found himself filled with a restless energy. No longer feeling sick, but now Barry felt twitchy and jumpy. He found himself continuously drumming his fingers against the nearest surface, and his leg had started bouncing on it's own about six minutes ago. It's was making him agitated, and he wasn't sure why.

"We would've," Felicity said quietly. "Honestly. I wanted to right after we heard about what happened, but Shrapnel-"

"I know. You had to stop Shrapnel. I know. I'm sorry for snapping." Felicity and Oliver had told him about Mark Sheffer, the man who decided to use the chaos in Central as a cover to try to blow up a rally.

Felicity smiled at him. He knew she got there as soon as she could. He was thankful for it.

"Let's focus on what's important. And that's figuring out how you managed to pull a Jumper and wind up at different place barely without moving," Oliver said. He had yet to come within more than three feet of Barry, something Barry had definitely noticed.

Barry turned to Felicity with an amused grin.

"Jumper? All the movies in the world, and he's seen that monstrosity?"

"He's been stranded on an island for five years. Don't hold it against him."

"Back to the point, please."

Barry and Felicity shared one last look before Barry turned his focus to Oliver, and caught the tail end of Oliver's 'I'm more important than you' puff up, and couldn't help but grin.

"I don't know what's going on with me. Honestly, I'm still trying to come to terms with the fact that I survived being struck by lightning. Which, granted isn't uncommon, seeing as about nine out of every ten people do. But, statistically, how many of those are nuclear explosion powered super lightning strikes?" Barry stopped suddenly, wondering why he was rambling. He was going to blame the excess energy.

"Maybe I have super powers now!" Barry joked.

"You don't have super powers," Oliver replied curtly. He did his feather ruffle move again and settled into a position obviously meant to make him look intimidating.

"Well why not?" Barry asked. "At this point, I wouldn't be surprised."

"This isn't some Marvel Spider-Man type of thing. You can't get super powers from a freak lab accident because super powers don't exist."

"Then what, huh? What explanation could there possibly be for what's going on with me?" Barry stood up, fully intending to step into Oliver's personal space. He wasn't sure why, but he was angry, and having the great Oliver Queen regard him like nothing more that a child whom he was humoring really didn't help. He took a step closer, but was stopped by Felicity stepping between them. Immediately the anger drained away, and he felt foolish to have gotten that way in the first place.

"Look, I'm sure there is a perfectly good explanation for what's going on. It's probably just a side effect of what happened, it'll probably wear off soon." Felicity said, her gaze switching between. Barry and Oliver, acting as a buffer between then two of them. "I get you don't want to go to the hospital, so why don't we head back to the hideout. You can use the equipment there to run tests and things."

Barry nodded. Felicity was right. Felicity was always right. They would figure this out. He would figure this out.

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Cadet Eyes