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I woke up yesterday morning with a newfound peace. But then I got out of my fluffy, marshmallow bed and picked up my phone: Eric had called me 11 times and left 16 texts! Crap! I had forgotten about him the day before in all the tumult and he must believe that I stood him up! Panicked crashed over me and I didn't hesitate to press "call". A hoarse male voice answered after four beeps.

".. It's seven in the morning." Eric mumbled in my ear. "You must think you're very important, whoever you are."

"I don't." I said, firmly. "I just need to say I'm sorry."

I sensed that he smiled.

"And you couldn't drag your slippers-wearing self over here in two minutes to say it to my face?" (Perhaps if I'd called Barry first.)

I giggled because I knew that I was already forgiven. Eric is so great! Before I let him go back to sleep, I promised that I'll buy him lunch or dinner tomorrow.

"Well, both sounds great." he said. "For those hours you spent elsewhere I think I'm due a whole day."

I totally agreed on that and in my mind I thanked him for not asking any questions. A peculiar silence followed. I got that funny feeling in my stomach and seemed to be waiting for something… But what? The conversation was over!

"Olivia?"

"Yes."

"Goodbye?"

I quickly hung up and put one hand on my forehead. How silly can I get? But wait! He didn't want to finish the call either… Then how come I feel like the most foolish one? Out of my palm came a yellow flame that began licking my face! When I'd thrown the phone on my bed, I draw my hands closer together and turned the fire into a ball. My artistic temperament wanted to play a little and I began creating a shape… I realized once it turned into a familiar male face, with a nose and eyebrows, that my head wasn't clear and instead of finishing I closed my fists and the flames disappeared. I started playing the rockier version of Avril Lavigne on my orange stereo and went for a shower. Adam is used to hearing my Spotify playlist, instead of birds singing, in the morning.

The metal box seemed a lot smaller when I looked at it from the inside. Cisco had built it on a square platform in one of the larger (and darker) laboratories and I couldn't move my elbows a few inches without hitting the grey walls.

"This is probably the wrong time to tell you that I'm slightly claustrophobic?"

I could hear Cisco, Caitlin and Barry through a tiny mic close to my head.

"You'll be fine!" Barry assured. "Iris!"

He disappeared a few seconds and back with him came a new female voice.

"Hi Olivia! My name's Iris. I'm…"

"She's my girlfriend!" Barry finished with obvious satisfaction. (Love is in the air...)

I said hi with a smile and waved one hand to where I thought they were standing, probably staring at the computers like soccer fans watching the game of the year.

"Right, Olivia. Are you ready?" Cisco wondered.

I suppose I was. But I had no idea what they wanted me to do.

"Based on your description of your powers I would like you to get a little angry."

Caitlin tried to explain further.

"We need to isolate the accommodate DNA in order to estimate your mind's full sovereignty capacity."

It looks like I will never feel smart among these (clever) people.

"Ehh…" I started. "You lost me at hello."

Cisco exclaimed that Jerry McGuire is a great movie and Barry translated the previous sentences. They wanted to see the difference between the dangerous state and the controlled state of my powers.

"Go a little crazy!" Cisco added.

The instructions alone made me quite upset. After all I've been through, the work I've put down to try and master these powers, now they wanted me to forget about it and start from zero?

".. You must unlearn what you have learned…" Cisco quoted, trying to sound like Yoda. "That's also a great movie!"

I laughed, then I did what they asked.

The light filled the entire box as I tried to visualize the sad face of Gloria's daughter and the trapped dog inside the burning building… I thought of historical and cultural injustices, like the oppression of Native Americans and the neglecting of women all over the world… Unnecessary violence… Every subject down to the childish bullies I faced at my school, to the adult bullies I face now, crossed my conscience and tore up a hole inside my chest. By the time my yellow fire exploded from within I heard the other's voices become alert. My eyes were wide open, my vision blurry and extremely bright!

"She's almost up in one thousand kelvin!" Barry acknowledged. "Will it hold, Cisco?"

Cisco said that he sure hoped so.

"Olivia! Can you hear me?" Caitlin asked. "Feel free to calm yourself any time now."

Just like the previous incident in CCMA's showers, I had a difficulty in adjusting the aggressive and heartbreaking energy. I heard the metal box squeak a little and the sound made me all the more anxious! Then I heard Cisco shout "ouch" and Barry giggle.

"Do your Yoda-voice again!" he insisted. "She seemed to like it. Maybe it'll help."

The mere memory of his imitation made me smile. Next, Lauren's loving chocolate brown eyes appeared inside my head along with dad's blue ones. Adam's snores played like a soundtrack in my mind and I also remembered the song that had saved me just weeks ago. I reimagined its beat. All of a sudden I heard Colbie Caillat sing the refrain as clearly as if she had been the voice of my conscience! Or was it me singing? (I know I danced a little.)

I walked out of the box with clothes completely intact (for the first time!) and an addictive joyfulness inside me. It seemed to rub off on the others, cause they smiled widely when I met up with them. An extremely beautiful young woman with long dark hair and well-defined lips was standing next to Barry. We shook hands and all in all, Iris West seems pretty cool. (Not like Caitlin Snow, if you know what I mean? Haha!) She's the one that's been blogging about The Flash. Iris is about fifteen centimeters shorter than me, but didn't look it since she was wearing heels.

While the collected data got processed, we headed towards the main lab and Barry went to fetch some thai food. He was done and waiting when we entered the room five minutes later!

"So, let's hear it!" I encouraged the experts and sat down to eat some curry chicken with rice.

Cisco sighed and pressed a button on the keyboard. A white-contorted picture of my body was shown on the middle screen. He pressed another button and leaned back in his office chair. The body on the screen started burning and gave away yellow light waves.

"Here we have the angry/upset you: Flaming and heating up intensely from your core. In this state no one wants to be near you, since the yellow energy expands and turns into vicious fire when coming out of your skin." Cisco explained.

Caitlin quickly added:

"Your internal organs are completely intact during activity and the heat circulates through your entire anatomic system. However, there is a structural analogy which is indiscernible…"

Iris clocked me with an I-don't-understand-a-thing-either look and it made me feel rather bold.

"Yes, alright!" I exclaimed. "Can we change your dictionary or, even better, move on to the other me?"

Caitlin looked startled and said she was about to get to that. Cisco pressed another button and the body on the screen stopped sending out flames. Instead, it simply shone. The white-yellow-ish color reached in all directions like massive beams of light.

"What's that?" Barry wondered and leaned over Cisco to point at the picture.

In my chest, on the same spot where I have my heart, there is a small ball of light…

"That's what we can't explain." Cisco answered. "When you harmonize your powers the heat expires and the energy stops being dangerous. Apparently, it's all up to you and your decided mood. There's something about this light around your heart, though. It seems to be centrifugal…"

I cleared my throat and he got the message.

"... Moving away from the centre. We can pick up a signal but have no way of clarifying what it means."

I snorted, breezily.

"Will it kill me?"

All four of them looked at me seriously and I got worried.

"Will it?" I asked again. "The light in my chest."

Barry crossed his arms.

"If anything it keeps you alive." he said, making me relax again. "It's probably the source of your powers."

When Barry dropped me off at home I felt like a student after class, who's got a lot of catching up to do. I don't know why exactly.

"You did well today." Barry comforted with a smile.

Out of the blue I remembered the name of that important scientist I've had so much trouble in remembering.

"Wells!" I exclaimed, almost making him jump. "What about Dr. Wells?"

Barry looked down at the carpet by the door that is carrying the words carpe diem. Then he told me that Dr. Wells is gone.

"Gone... as in dead?" I wondered, hesitatingly. I didn't want to step on anyone's toas.

He snorted with a hard grin.

"As in not working at S.T.A.R Labs anymore."

I wanted to ask why when the front door suddenly opened and Lauren showed her charming self behind it. She was wearing a red poncho and her dark, flat hair lay restfully over her shoulders.

"I thought I heard voices!" she said and I introduced the two. "You'll join us for dinner?"

Barry smiled and said he already had something planned, but that he would like to come another time. He took his leave and walked (in human pace) down the stairs. My gaze froze for a second at the empty spot he left behind him, then I sighed deeply.

"It seems our Little Heart has been through quite a lot." she said in a playful manner. "Let's go inside and we'll force Adam to make us some pancakes!"

"I heard that!" Adam called from inside.

Little Heart is a nickname I can live with, cause it's not really a nickname but a Native American name. Lauren used to call me that when I was little.

Olivia Zoe

25th of April 2015