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Thirteen

Lying on the couch that afternoon watching Netflix, something was eating at the back of my mind. Sylvia White…I hadn't given it much thought but now I couldn't get the woman out of the back of my mind.

Eventually I pulled myself out of bed and went to the closet where a box of things were from my past. The box was old and covered in stickers and photos, tossing off the lid, I picked up a pile of photos that were wrapped in an old red ribbon of mine. I flicked through the photos one-by-one until I found one of me when I was twelve, after the first time I was arrested. There was a girl standing beside me, she had brown hair, she was fuller figured but it was definitely her-Amber White. The photo was pretty much the first time after I was arrested for stealing-I'd kept it because it was one of my own personal proud moments. I sat the photo on the floor and looked through the box for the arrest record, signed on as mentor was Sylvia White.

That's how I knew her.

She was the mentor that Joe had organized to council me through the courts.

I jumped to my feet and rushed to put some clothes on. Suki had said that Sylvia was at the police station. Time to pay her a visit.

Joe was working on some paperwork with his partner when I showed up with Thai food for lunch. Detective Douchebag was the first to stick up his head when he smelt the Thai food seconds before I dropped it on a section of empty space of desk in between the desks they shared.

"You are a goddess!" he exclaimed, jumping up to open the bag. "Thank you!" he grinned.

Joe raised an eyebrow as I leant up against the wall with my own noddles to eat. "What on earth are you doing here?" he asked me.

"New partner?" I asked him.

He sighed. "Detective Eddie Thawne, Charlotte Allen," Joe spoke, introducing the two of us. "Didn't know you were bringing food. Thanks but we've got work to do."

"Can I talk to you for a minute?" I asked him. "Enjoy the food, Eddie," I smiled. He waved me off, mouth full of food as Joe and I walked out into the corridor. "Did Barry tell you about Amber?" I asked him.

Joe nodded. "Yeah. She can make people see their worst fears? What kind of freaky power is this?"

"Some kind of flower that her father was working on," I told him. "Amber was in her father's office when the particle accelerator blew up. Listen, do you remember when I was twelve and got arrested for the first time?"

"How could I forget?" Joe deadpanned. "What of it?"

"Sylvia White was my councillor," I explained, "I have a photo with Amber when I was little. I wanted to talk to her."

"As I explained to Barry we couldn't keep her here," Joe told me. "Eddie took her home an hour ago."

"Well fuck," I hissed. "Excuse me but I think Amber came back to Central to kill her mother."

"I'll call Barry," Joe replied.

"I can do this on my own, Joe," I told him. "For once, trust me." I spun around on my heels, walking to the lifts.

It was raining when I got out into the streets of Central City. I closed my eyes and let the rain soak into the clothes I was wearing. These people, they walk through the streets of the city and know nothing of what really goes on…the meta-humans that now walk amongst them. I opened my eyes and mounted my bike.

Not once had I been to Iron Heights prison, not even after Barry was in a coma did I go visit dad. Now that there was the possibility that our father was innocent, I should probably visit the man I hadn't seen since I was four.

I was prepared to go inside but I didn't need to, Sylvia was once again outside looking for her car keys. "You know a smart person would have the keys ready before she leaves," I advised her.

Sylvia turned around with a look of terror on her face but relaxed. "Sorry, I thought you were someone else."

"It's Charlie," I told her, "Charlotte Allen-you remember me?" I asked her.

She took a moment to gather her thoughts. "Oh-oh! Hello Charlotte! What are you doing here?" she questioned.

"I was looking through my memory box the other day," I lied, "I was looking to hook up with Amber-see how she's doing."

Sylvia sighed. "Amber isn't well. Her father's death took its toll on her. But I'll tell her that you're asking about her. She'll love that. I really must be getting back home. Excuse me, Miss Allen."

I put my hand on her shoulder. "I know, Sylvia," I told her, "I know that Amber is trying to kill you. Just like she killed her father."

Her brown eyes widened in horror. "You can't stop her!" she whispered. "She's a monster!"

I raised an eyebrow. People always call things they don't understand monsters. If Amber or any other meta-human had ever gotten the same start in life as Barry or myself they could be heroes too. It was more likely that I would be one of the meta-humans that Barry is hunting down if I didn't have Team Arrow on my side. "Maybe, but Amber wasn't the only one affected when the particle accelerator exploded. I can help Amber. Just tell me where you think she is."

"She's in her room," Sylvia sobbed. "She told me if I told anyone where she was that she would kill me…I don't know what's happened to my little girl! She used to be so caring and so kind!" She clutched her bag tightly. "You're not going to kill her are you?" she whispered.

I shook my head. "No. We're going to try and see if we can make her better. Take me back to your place so I can talk to her. Please, Sylvia."

Sylvia sobbed a little. "Can you help her? Please? She's my little girl!"

I nodded as my phone started to ring. Seeing the caller was Suki, I answered it. "Hello?"

"Where are you?" Suki asked me. "Detective West called and said you had some kind of lead. Come back to STAR Labs so we can go over a plan together."

"Sorry, Suki but this is mine to finish," I answered before hanging up. I waltzed over to my bike and hid the phone in underneath the seat so they couldn't track it. Before I brought Amber in, she was going to help me with a small project of my own and I didn't need anyone getting in my way of finding out the truth.