"What's that?" Caitlin asked, pointing to a moving speck on Cisco computer screen. After a successful day of crime fighting, a few members of Team Flash were happily enjoying a couple dozen boxes of pizza.
Cisco leaned forward, squinting a little at the dot making its way across the screen. "Huh."
"What?"
"I don't know." Cisco tapped a few buttons on the keyboard.
"What are you doing?" Barry asked.
"Trying to figure out where this thing is going to land." Cisco explained.
"Is it a comet?" Caitlin wondered.
Cisco shrugged. "Could be." A few more minutes and he had a tentative location of arrival. "Looks like it'll hit somewhere near Star City."
Barry nodded. "When?"
"A few hours, maybe less. So about 10:30, 11. Something like that."
"I'll let Oliver know," Barry zipped out of Star Labs, on his way to give Star City's mayor a spontaneous visit.
"Is this it?" Oliver asked. He scanned the dark horizon.
"According to my calculations," Cisco said through the coms. "Yes."
Barry craned his neck. "I don't see anything."
"Yet," Cisco reminded them. "You don't see it yet."
"Just tell us when it's close," Oliver said.
"As you wish, boss dude,"
Oliver rolled his eyes.
"Thanks, Cisco," Barry grumbled good naturedly.
"Uh, I mean, other boss dude." Cisco was quick to correct himself.
Barry chuckled.
"Hey, it should be landing soon!" Cisco exclaimed two minutes later.
"I thinkā¦" Barry squinted. "Yeah, I think I see it."
"Brace for impact," Cisco warned. "It's coming in fast."
Barry and Oliver watched as a streak raced over their heads. A few seconds later, the ground beneath them rumbled.
"Let's go," Oliver said.
Barry nodded, grabbing Oliver's arm and running them both to the landing site.
"What is it?!" Cisco cried.
Oliver studied the craft. "It looks like-"
"A spaceship," Barry finished.
"What?! Dude, how cool is that?"
"It's Kryptonian," Barry continued.
Oliver frowned. "How do you know that?"
"It looks like Kara's," Barry explained. "I saw it when I first went to Earth-38."
Oliver considered the new information. "So this could be our earth's Kara?"
Barry shrugged. "Maybe. Kara also has a cousin from Krypton and she mentioned something about an uncle, aunt, and their army."
Oliver grunted.
The two heroes approached the spacecraft hesitantly.
There were no sounds from inside the pod.
Oliver reached out and, in one swift, hard jerk, ripped the covering from the craft.
"Whoa," Barry was not expecting that.
Inside a small bundle lay securely in the seat, its occupant gazing up at the two men with a expression of agitation and intrigue.
Oliver's eyes widened slightly. He wasn't any more prepared than Barry but he knew someone had to be the levelheaded one and judging by the look of awe on the speedster's face, it was going to have to be Oliver.
The baby boy made a few gurgling noises.
"Hey, little guy," Barry made to pick up the child but Oliver stopped him. "What?"
"We don't know anything about him," Oliver pointed out.
"He needs a home," Barry argued.
Oliver nodded. "I agree but we also don't know anything about this kid. It could be a trap."
"What?" Barry exclaimed.
"Someone could have put a tracker on him, expecting us to take him with us," Oliver explained.
The child's face twisted into a frown which quickly turned into loud sobs.
"Someone put a tracker on this kid, shot him up into space, and brought him back down?" Barry asked, incredulous.
Oliver shrugged. "Possibly."
"It could also be a pod from Krypton," Barry mused.
"Another possibility," Oliver agreed.
Barry eyed the green clad man for a moment before impulsively reaching into the pod and drawing the child out, cradling him gently in his arms.
"Barry!" Oliver grumbled.
"You wanted to hear crying for the rest of your life?" Barry countered, bouncing the boy up and down.
Oliver sighed. "Fine. We'll take him to Star Labs, make sure he's healthy, and figure out what to do with him."
Barry grinned. "I knew your fatherly side would win out."
"Sure." Oliver grunted. In truth, the baby was...cute but he did come from outer space. The last time something like that happened, they were fighting to save the planet. And if the Invaders from Earth X taught them anything, it was that doppelgangers weren't always the nicest kids on the block. So it wasn't that he hated the kid, the child hadn't done anything wrong, but Oliver had to look at all the cards on the table. And the hard part was that some of those cards where facedown.
"So what do we do with him?" Cisco asked.
"Give him a home," Iris said. She was gently rocking the child in her arms.
Caitlin smiled, bringing a freshly made bottle.
"We're pretty sure he's Kryptonian," Oliver added.
Barry nodded from where he was standing behind his wife, making faces at the baby. "What should we call him?"
Oliver shrugged.
"Was there anything else in the pod?" Felicity asked.
Cisco shook his head. "Besides the baby, just a few crystals. Wonder how much they're worth."
"We'll keep them for now," Barry decided wisely. "We can't just throw out something that came with him from wherever he's from."
"Yeah, okay," Cisco agreed.
"So, name?" Barry reminded them.
"Christopher?" Felicity suggested.
"Maybe a Brandon," Iris commented.
Cisco frowned. "I was thinking more along the lines of Tom."
"Dean," Caitlin said.
Barry shook his head. "Nah. What about Henry? What do you think, Oliver?"
Oliver crossed his arms, examining the tiny face. "Tyler might be nice."
Wally had been silent throughout the exchange. "How...how about Clark?"
Felicity raised her eyebrows. "Yeah. Clark, I like that."
Barry looked around, no one argued with that. "Clark it is."
"He's going to need papers," Caitlin said, getting to the next order of business.
Felicity nodded. "Got it." She began typing away on one of the computers.
"Who is going to stay with?" Wally asked. "We can't just leave him here, he needs a stable home."
Barry and Iris exchanged a look. "We'll take him," Barry volunteered.
"Barry," Oliver frowned a little. "Think about for a while, we can keep him here for a day or two before we decide."
"We're sure," Barry insisted.
"Think it through," Oliver ordered. "It's a big deal to raise a kid and while I don't doubt you and Iris would do a great job, you have to consider what this will mean for both of you."
Iris and Barry looked at each other.
"Here, Iris," Caitlin held out her arms.
"Thanks," Iris handed over Clark and the now empty bottle. She stood up, leading Barry into another room to talk it all over.
"So, Clark," Wally grinned. "I'm Wally and I'm gonna be the best uncle in the entire multiverse."
Caitlin frowned. "Iris and Barry might not adopt him," She pointed out.
Wally shrugged. "I'm still gonna be the best uncle ever."
It took a while to get everything in place but four weeks later everything was finished. The paperwork, Clark's room, birth certificates, everything had been taken care of.
Clark West-Allen was legally Barry and Iris's son and Team Flash's small, adorable mascot.
Clark was doing well, he hadn't shown any signs of Kryptonian powers which was good but had everyone a little on edge for when he developed them. They hadn't been able to get in contact with their Earth-38 friends because everything was a mess in Central City but they were planning on breaching over soon. They had a lot of questions for Kara.
