++++++So I was totally browsing through Netflix a few hours ago and had to stop when I found that the had ABC's new show Shadowhunters available to watch. OMG it was amazing. I loved it. If you're a Mortal Instruments fan I suggest you give it a go. You'll love it.

On a sadder note...I have just learnt of the passin away of Alan Rickman at aged 69 of cancer. This has been confirmed by the BBC.

RIP Professor xxx

Anyway, I hope you anjoy.

I do not own ++++++

Twenty-Four

Joseph raised his fist and punched me in the face. "Wait until she sees my master piece," he whispered in my ear seconds before he bit down on my breast, drawing blood...

"I'll always find you, wherever you are…"

I woke up I bed screaming at the top off my lungs. In the darkness it was hard to see where I was but when the door to the room was flung open and the light turned on, Barry stood there.

He came over and sat down in the bed with me. "I'd ask if you were okay but it's a stupid question," he muttered.

"Barry," I whispered, curling in him, "I don't want to go home tomorrow…can we stay?" We'd been in Blüdhaven for five days now, for me it was almost ten days and I still didn't want to go home. Oliver had left a few days ago, he had to get back to Felicity, the company and Starling City but Barry had taken time off from work and catching meta-humans to stay here with me since Suki and I were still not talking. However we had to go back to Central City because Captain Signh, Barry's boss had basically threatened his job if we didn't go back.

"We have to," Barry sighed. "Well I have to, River's the boss, she can pretty much do what she wants but I don't have a boss that is that fine with the lifestyle we keep."

I sighed. "So we go home tomorrow?" I asked him.

Barry nodded. "We go home tomorrow. I'll stay with you tonight," he promised. "You're safe with me. I'm the Flash and I'll protect you."

"The Flash?" I repeated. "When did you move from the Streak to the Flash?"

"Since I told Iris that's what I wanted to be called," Barry grinned. He kissed the top of my head. "I don't mean to bring this up as a topic of conversation but I think we're gonna need to tell Joe what happened."

I shook my head. "No. Not going to happen."

"He's a cop," Barry objected. "He deals with this type of thing for a living."

I shook my head again. "No. Absolutely not. What and have him tell me I chose the wrong carer choice?"

Barry kissed my head. "Go to sleep little sis, we'll be back home before you know it."

Well he was right about one thing, we were back before I knew it.

Joe was there to pick us both up from the train station. He had that worried father look on his face that he always had whenever something happened concerning me. "Everything okay?" Joe asked, seeing us come off the train.

I gave Barry my bag and shoved my hands in my pocket. "I need to go for a walk. You deal with him." I walked off the platform on my own and out into the busy crowd.

My feet carried me a fair way from the train station, first to the park where I sat and watched the people go on with their everyday lives like nothing had happened. I picked up a paper along the way, the media were asking where the Streak and Pisces were after a few separate meta-human attacks on the city.

My phone rang a few times, each time I just hit ignore and sat alone with my thoughts. My body was healed…I didn't have a single scratch of bruise on me which was one of the worst parts about something like this.

Barry was right though, I did need to talk to someone.

I got to Iron Heights Prison just after visiting hours had started.

It was nerve racking to be here considering some of the morons in the prison had been put here by me and Team Arrow.

The prison guard behind me was making the hair on the back of my neck stand up. I fiddled with the food wrapper that I'd just finished as the side door opened. For the first time in fourteen years I locked eyes with Henry Allen.

"Charlotte?" he asked in shock. I slipped the guard a twenty not to tell him who was waiting for him otherwise I'd risk him never coming out. "What are you doing here?"

I got up as he came over to the table. "I know I haven't exactly been the best daughter over the years but I came to tell you that I know you're innocent."

I'm pretty sure it was against prison rules but he hugged me. Given the fact I wasn't wearing the kind of clothes to allow an actual weapon or anything to be smuggled into the prison, the guards looked the other way. "I'm going to tell you what I told Barry, leave it alone."

I shook my head, the two of us sat down at the table. "I'm not leaving it alone. I remember someone being in the house, it's taken all those years but I finally remember someone being in the house."

My father sighed. "God you look so much like your mother," he smiled. "Such a beautiful young woman."

"Dad I need to tell you something," I whispered. "And well frankly you're not gonna like it but I'm sure Joe told you what happened last year? Barry in a coma and me dying?"

He nodded, his grip tight on my hand in a gentle way. "Yes, Joe told me."

"Well there's more," I told him, "look at my hand."

He looked down at my hand and immediately let it go. My hand had turned into water. "Oh my god."

"Yeah," I sighed, "that's only the half of it dad. You'll never believe the rest."

Henry Allen sat in complete shock and awe as I told him everything about my life in the past year. I told him about the team-ghosting over identity issues-my part in the battle for Starling City, I told him about training with them, learning my powers and about Leonard Snart and my partner that I had in the Flash. I told him about my job and how I'd be going to collage soon, about my best friend in the whole wide world and I told him what had happened to me ten days ago. Most importantly I told him that I was scared and unfit to be the hero I had made myself into.

He leant in across the table. "You can't stop doing what you're doing," he told me. "You're a hero, Charlotte. More importantly then that you are my baby girl. I held you when you were born in the middle of a cyclone, if you can withstand that, you can withstand anything. This, baby girl, is a blip in the road. Joe West raised an independent strong woman. I could never be any prouder of you then I am right now. Albeit a little angry at those masked idiots for not looking after you but if you're anything like your mother, you hate being babied…" He sat back in his seat. "You are a hero, Charlotte, don't throw that all away. Promise me?"