A/N: Welcome to Chapter 6 of Resurrection! I'm really excited for this one, definitely gonna be using some inspiration from Doctor Who. As always, please leave a review! I read every one and love all of them. Thanks, and enjoy! Disclaimer: I do not own DC Comics, CW, or any of their characters and shows.

"Who are you?"

Caitlin's words rang through Barry's head like a bell. He was afraid of this. Them seeing him, the real him. They have learned that their Barry died that day. That the man standing in front of them was a stranger.

"Not the man that died 2 years ago," Barry responded, attempting to remain grounded.

"Not even close! You killed him! Tortured him! How are you any better than him?!" Caitlin hissed.

"Maybe I did go a little overboard, but it had to be done."

"I agree that it had to be done, but you could have done without the torture, Allen," Harry added, infuriating Caitlin even more.

"A little? A LITTLE?! You tortured and killed a man! It doesn't matter who he was, he should have been brought to justice! Not killing is what separates us from them!"

"Tell that to the 13.7 billion people, 6.3 of which were kids, that died because I refused to kill!" Caitlin's face turned from furious to shock and confusion. Barry let out a breath and continued, "There was a world not unlike ours that was destroyed by nuclear bombs scattering the earth. I could have stopped it if I had only done my job and killed the time traveler before he could launch them. It was my morals, my refusal to do what was necessary that killed everyone on that earth! You think that you know pain, that you know loss?! I have seen tragedy like you wouldn't believe, and I have lost things that you will never understand! Constantly, I hear their screams, their cries for help ringing through my head! I see their corpses, the destruction, and it's burning, and searing, AND IT NEVER STOPS! And I have to live with that, each and every day. I promised myself, no more. No more unnecessary deaths caused by petty morals. That is who I am, that is what 40 years in Hell will do to you. And you all have to live with it. Yes, I will admit that I did go overboard in my method of killing him, but that is not the worst thing that I have done."

Everyone was taken aback by what just unfolded. The pain and suffering in the eyes of the man standing in front of them were now very visible. One might argue that it has been the entire time that he was with them, but they simply refused to notice. The statement "you think that you know pain, that you know loss" hit Caitlin like a truck. He knew how much loss Caitlin has experienced, but it was as if he simply didn't care or knew that it was dwarfed by his pain.

"If you're going to kill, then do it without wearing the mask of a hero," Caitlin spat, before storming out of the cortex.

"Look." Cisco began, "You made a mistake. A big one, but a mistake none-the-less. However, a question does need to be asked. Are you going to give up killing? Or are you going to do that wearing the mask?" Barry looked away from the team, contemplating his answer.

"I'll do what I have to, to ensure the least amount of innocent deaths. If that means not killing, I won't kill. If it means killing, then I will kill." Barry replied calmly. He received a nod of understanding from Harry and Cisco.

"Alright, well I'm going home. It's been a long night." Jesse said, reaching out for Wally to follow.

"I'll go talk to Caitlin," Barry said, walking out of the cortex. He placed his hands on the was and vibrated, locating Caitlin. She was in Cisco's workshop, bent over in a chair. Barry ran to the entrance, stopping at the doorway to the room. Caitlin felt the rush of wind blow he hair everywhere, alerting her of Barry's presence. She slowly turned around in the chair, eventually facing Barry. She looked up at him, revealing a face wet with tears and eyes red. She was only able to look him in the eyes for a split second, before having to look away again. Barry walked up to her and squatted down to meet her at eye level. After a moment, she managed to look him in the eyes. In Barry's she found the pain and suffering from earlier, but mixed in was a small amount of guilt. In her's Barry found sadness and fear.

"I'm sorry." Caitlin broke the silence, causing Barry to make a questioning face.

"For what?"

"For storming out."

"You have nothing to apologize for."

"No, I should have stayed and talked it out."

"Well, here's your chance," Barry said. Caitlin sat up and began to speak.

"When I saw you, standing in front of your grave, my first thought was one of pure joy. I thought that the team could come together again, cheat time, make us whole again. I didn't for one second stop and think of what you went through. I pushed that train of thought away and only thought of the fact that the person that helped me through all the loss I had experienced, my rock, was back. I didn't even realize that that same rock was cracked beyond repair. To be honest, I don't blame you for killing that man. The torture, that was unnecessary, but I can understand why you killed him. just, don't make a habit of it, okay?"

"I don't plan on it. Like I said after you left, I'll kill only when it ensures the least amount of innocent deaths." Barry responded. Caitlin nodded and stood up, pulling Barry up with her.

"Alright. I'm gonna go home. You should go to Iris, reveal yourself to her now that the threat of your killer is gone."

"You're right. I'll see you tomorrow."

Barry placed his suit in the case and threw on a hoodie and sweatpants. He then ran out of S.T.A.R. Labs and ran to the building where Iris's apartment was. He ran up the stairs to the door of the apartment. Just as he was about to knock, he decided against it. Barry started vibrating and phased through the wall to his right and ended up in a dark kitchen. He immediately crouched down and crawled to the edge of the bar. He looked over the edge and saw Iris sitting on the couch watching the news.

"Earlier tonight, a fight broke out on a bridge in downtown Central City. Spectators watched as what appeared to be the telekinetic that killed the Flash, fighting, the Flash. This was the first..." The news droned on and on about who the man in the flash suit may be, but Iris seemed too stunned to be able to pay attention to the news cast. She pulled out her phone and called someone.

"Hey, Cisco, it's Iris. Listen, I just saw a newscast about a fight involving the Flash. Do you know if...? Oh - okay." Iris hung up the phone and sat back down on the couch. she placed her head in her hands and sat there.

Barry stood up and starting walking towards her. The instant his foot hit the ground, she jumped up, causing Barry to retreat to another shadow.

"Hello? Who's there?" Iris asked, looking around for a weapon. Barry decided that this was the time to reveal himself.

"You know," Barry said, walking out into the open, causing Iris to look at him, "They really didn't capture my good side on that footage." Barry continued to walk out until his face was fully visible. Iris was finally able to make out his face in the dark. As soon as she did, her hands moved to cover her mouth, eyes growing wide.

"B-Barry?" Iris asked, voice quivering from the tears that were stinging her eyes. Barry simply nodded. Iris walked around the couch and cupped his face in her hand.

"Yeah. It's really me." Barry said, smiling at her. Iris lunged at him, letting her sobs wrack her body. Barry stumbled back a bit from essentially being tackled by Iris. Barry regained himself and stood there, letting Iris cry against his chest. After an eternity, Iris pulled back to look at Barry. He wiped the tears from her face and chuckled."

"What?" Iris asked, filled with insurmountable joy from the man standing in front of her.

"Nothing, I just... it's good to be home." Barry said. He was genuinely happy but was fearing the moment when he had to tell her that he didn't want to be with her anymore. The 40 years in the Speed Force changed him, as shown by the events from earlier that night. She wouldn't love the man that he became. Regardless, his work over the last 40 years forced him to cut all ties to his former life. This meant his ties to Iris. That along with his corruption meant that they couldn't be together. To be honest, Barry could be with no one, at least not the Barry that he is now. "However, there is something that I need to tell you."

"Of course."

"I..." Barry stated, " I'm not the man that died two years ago. I'm different. The things that happened to me while I was dead... they made me into... into something that the previous Barry would be terrified of. And, because of this, I can't let people that were once close to me that close again. If I do, I run the risk of turning them into me, into a monster." Iris took in a deep breath, and hesitantly asked something that she wasn't sure that she wanted the answer to.

"Wha- what are you saying?"

"I'm saying that I can't be with you the way that I was all those years ago. This doesn't mean that we can't be friends or partners in team Flash. It just means that I can't be in a relationship with you." Barry finished, not entirely sure what her reaction would be. Iris let the words sink in. They hit her like a sledgehammer to the chest. Her reunion to Barry was now bittersweet, however, the happiness of his return softened the blow. when Iris didn't respond for a few minutes, Barry decides to speak up.

"Iris-"

"Barry, just... leave. For now. I... I just need time." Iris blurted out, Barry returning with a solemn nod. He turned and walked out of the apartment. When he reached the street, he ran back to S.T.A.R Labs and fell onto the bed.

Barry woke up to the sound of a klaxon sounding through out the labs. He swung his legs over the side of the bed and stood up, stretching. After a moment, Barry sped into the cortex to find Cisco frantically swiping his fingers across a keyboard.

"What's up with the alarms?" Barry asked, causing Cisco to jump and jerk his head to look at Barry. Recognizing that it's him, he let out a breath and turned back to the computer.

"Sorry, still not used to you being here. Anyways, turns out that a meta is attacking... the Palmer Tech building."

"That's in Star City, right?"

"Yeah. Turns out that this guy has the ability to control some kind of energy. The report says that it looks like it's glowing yellow."

"Oh... great."

"What"

"He has the ability to control dark matter and energy."

"Wait, isn't that what metahuman abilities are made of?"

"Yup. Meaning that I have to take him down before he can steal my powers."

"Oh. Wait, it looks like Oliver and his team are there. I guess it's time to reveal yourself to them. Then again, they probably saw the newscast about you."

"If they did, they would have called."

"Oh, right. Well, are you going in Flash gear or Speed Force gear?"

"Speed Force. I need to be as prepared as possible."

"Alright. Let me get it." Cisco started typing again. After a moment, a section in front of the desk raised up out of the floor. A tube was inside holding Barry's Speed Force suit. Barry sped into it, without the mask.

"Contact Oliver's team. Tell them that help is on the way. Also, call Caitlin and have her get here, I'll need all the help that I can get."

"Of course. Oh, by the way, I installed the same tech that's in the emblem on your other suit into that one, so that we can monitor your health."

"Alright." Barry put on the mask and nodded to Cisco. He sent Caitlin a message and then hacked into the comms that team Arrow was using. Voices from the other side started filling the room.

"Alright go to your- oh no. Green Arrow, someone hacked into our comms!" Felicity screamed, causing both Cisco and Barry to wince.

"Don't worry, it's just me, Cisco."

"Cisco? What are you doing?!"

"Just calling to tell you that helps on the way," Cisco smirked, leaving their comms and nodding at Barry for his cue to leave. Barry ran at once, pulling kinetic energy in from all around him. He ran as fast as he could, arriving at Palmer Tech in less than a nanosecond. When Barry arrived, he stayed in slowed time, trying to give himself the best edge. Eventually, he found the lobby where Oliver and the meta were fighting. Barry ran up to the man and punched with all his might. The meta was definitely knocked out.

Barry returned to normal time, looking over at team Arrow. Oliver's bow immediately trained on Barry, along with Dig's gun, Thea's bow, and Rene's guns.

"Who are you?!" Oliver called, using his voice modulator.

"A friend," Barry responded, mocking with a voice that was only masking his identity for now. Barry picked up the meta, ran him to Iron Heights, ran back, and brought everyone to the Bunker in under a heartbeat. Once everyone regained their bearings, and Dig ran for a trashcan, they raised their weapons at Barry once again, Oliver sub consciously stepping in front of Felicity protectively.

"This time answer me! WHO ARE YOU?!" Oliver shouted once again.

"Like I said, a friend," Barry said, not masking his voice. Barry bowed his head and pulled back the hood, along with removing the mask. Barry placed the mask behind his back and raised his head. Barry was greeted with a multitude of expressions. Rene was confused, Diggle was wide-eyed, Thea dropped her jaw to the floor, Oliver furrowed his brow, while also dropping his jaw, and Felicity drew in a breath and grew a wide-eyed smile. After no one said anything for a moment, Felicity broke the silence.

"Barry?" Felicity asked, earning a slight chuckle and a nod from Barry. Felicity ran to Barry, crushing him in a hug. Barry returned it, eventually pulling back and smiling.

"Wait... aren't you that Flash guy, the one that died a few years ago?" Rene asked.

"I am him."

"How- how are you alive? Did Constantine do something?" Oliver asked.

"No, he didn't. Essentially, after I died, I was recruited by the Speed Force to work for them for 40 years. At the end of it, they would resurrect me."

"Wow," Oliver responded, not needing to say anything else.

"Man, I thought my life was weird enough with aliens, the multiverse, you. Now this?" Diggle said. Barry simply responded with a chuckle.

"So, are you going to be the Flash again?" Thea asked.

"Yeah. I've already taken on my killer as the Flash."

"He in Iron Heights, or the pipeline?" Oliver asked. Barry's face darkened, and he bowed his head slightly. After a moment, he shot his eyes up to look at team Arrow. The team didn't understand his reaction at first, but Oliver eventually got it. "You killed him, didn't you?"

"Yes."

"What did the Speed Force do to you?" Oliver asked, knowing that the old Barry wasn't a killer.

"The Speed Force didn't do anything..." Barry went on and explained the event that turned him into who he was today. Team Arrow simply stood in shock as they heard the horrors of what happened. When Barry was finished explaining, he waited for the team to respond. Oliver was the first.

"So you decided on doing what was necessary to ensure that the least amount of innocent lives were taken."

"Yeah. You know, you're the first person to get it before I had to explain my reason for killing."

"Well, I have the same outlook," Oliver responded. Barry nodded and turned to the rest of the team.

"Well, it's been really good seeing you guys again. If you ever need anything, know that you can call. I'll be here in flash." Barry smirked, before speeding out of the bunker and back to S.T.A.R.

"On the bright side, he still cracks the same jokes," Thea said, before turning back to Oliver and resuming the team's activities.

A/N: Here's the end! I hoped you guys enjoyed! My goal is to have a new chapter every week, but that might change based on school and other such things. As always, be sure to leave a review. Thanks!