So, here is the final chapter. I would just like to thank everyone for all your support.
Barry grumbled as he felt someone shaking him awake. Which was weird, because Barry didn't remember falling asleep.
"Barry, wake up. Barry," He heard a female voice calling him.
It was so familiar, his sleep fogged mind remembered. It just couldn't place where it had heard the voice before.
"Barry, come on. Wake up my sweet boy," the familiar voice said. His mom's voice.
Barry's eyes snapped open to see his mother's face staring back at him. But his mother had never been this old. She had been in her mid-thirties when she died; this woman was either in her late forties or early fifties.
Barry was confused for a moment until it came back to him: Thawne's offer, traveling back in time, saving his mother. He'd done it, he'd changed the past.
"Mom?" Barry asked in a shaking voice, reaching out and putting a hand on Nora's shoulder to make sure she was okay.
"Barry, are you okay?" Nara asked, her features frowning in concern.
"Yeah, um, just a bad dream," Barry said as he pulled his hand back, trying to gain control of himself.
Barry looked around, trying to see where they were. They appeared to be in some sort of waiting room. Judging by the posters on the walls, they were at a doctor's office.
"So, uh, what are we doing here again?" Barry asked, trying to get a sense of what was happening here.
"Don't you remember, your captain told you to get your eyes checked? Are you okay Barry?" Nora asked as she looked at her son concerned.
"F-fine," Barry said, still not quite over the shock of seeing his mother alive and well. "I guess I'm just tired."
"I'll say. You fell asleep right here in the waiting room," Nora said with a fond smile. "My sweet boy, you shouldn't push yourself so hard."
Barry's throat tightened with emotion and he forced himself not to speak, thinking it likely he would start crying if he talked now.
Thankfully, he was saved when the door opened and a woman stepped out.
"Mr. Allen, we're ready for you," She said.
Barry looked back at his mother, who simply smiled at him before gesturing towards the woman with her head. Barry got up and followed the woman back through the door. He snuck a look back at his mother one more time before the door closed behind him, blocking his view of her.
A little while later, Barry stood in the examination room, waiting. Nerves filled him. Hey, it was a little nerve racking to be in a doctor's office for an appointment you didn't remember in a whole new life, okay?
The door opened and Barry looked up. He gapped at the woman who walked through the door.
"Hello, I'm Dr. Snow," Caitlin said before noticing the look on Barry's face. "Are you alright Mr.…Allen?"
"Yeah. You just….look a lot like someone I used to know," Barry said softly, staring at her as he wondered if Caitlin was psychic.
"Well, I hope the fact that I resemble someone from your past won't be a probable," Caitlin told him and Barry's lips twitched upwards in the beginning of a grin.
"No, it won't be a problem. That was the past. This-this is the beginning of a brand new world," Barry said confidently.
So, a lot of you are probably wondering if I'm going to do a sequel. Honestly, I don't know. I'm leaving it open ended so that is always a possibility. But, for right now, this is the end of this story. I hope you all enjoyed the ride.