A small grin played over Barry's face as he knocked on Iris's door. Today was the day- he was finally going to ask her out, and nothing would stop him.

The grin, of course, fell off his face as soon as he saw Iris's teary eyes. "What's wrong?" he asked.

"It's nothing," Iris replied, her voice coming out hoarse. "Did you need something?"

"It's obviously not nothing, if it's got you like this, and it's nothing I can't pick up at a store," Barry retorted. "Just tell me what's wrong- I mean, if you want to. You don't have to."

Iris smiled weakly. "It's- today would have been my first wedding anniversary," she said. "Let's go inside." She walked into her house, with Barry taking in the house as he followed her.

She sat down on a couch and Barry sat next to her. "My fiancé was named Eddie- Thawne," she said after a few moments of silence. "He was a cop- a detective, actually, and he was my father's partner. That was how we met."

"We started dating in secret, but he was getting sick of it, and my friend Linda convinced me to tell my father. I'd been scared that he'd be angry, but he was actually really supportive. He said that as long as I was happy, he was happy for me, and that he also knew what a good guy Eddie was."

"He-" Iris broke off, sniffling a bit- "Less than a month before our wedding, we happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time, and he took a bullet to protect me. He said he'd wanted to be my hero, but- I wanted him to be my husband," she said, before she started to cry.

Barry felt kind of awkward as he pulled her into a hug, but Iris didn't seem to mind as she cried on his shoulder. After what seemed like hours, she stopped crying and pulled herself away.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to cry all over you," she said, wiping her face with her sleeves.

"Hey, it's okay," Barry replied. "If you ever need me for anything, I'm here for you."

"Thank you," Iris said quietly. "Now, what did you need?"

"Uh…" Barry cast his mind for anything, before remembering the key lime pie that Oliver had baked sitting in his fridge. "Lime juice? I'm trying to make some key lime pie."

"I'm pretty sure I have that," Iris said, then got up. She returned a minute later with a bottle. "There's not much in here, but…"

"Thanks anyway," Barry replied as he stood up. "And Iris- I meant what I said. If you ever need me, just ask."