A/N: Sorry that I didn't update sooner! Thank you for the love, and why waste time writing a paragraph of things no one is going to read?

Last time on 'The Coma':

"What is wrong with you? You're supposed to be in love with Iris. What the hell are you doing kissing me?"

"I'm not in love with Iris, I haven't been for nearly four years. At the moment, I want to kiss my wife, and-"

"WIFE?" I exclaim.

"Yes, wife." he says irritatidly.

"Okay, now I have to go call-"

"Hello, Mr Allen." Dr Wells wheels into the room.

"Hi, Dr Wells." Barry says, and I address the problem to the guy in the wheelchair.

"Dr Wells, he seems to have brain damage, probably onset by his coma and healing."

"He looks fine to me," Dr Wells says.

"He thinks I'm his wife."

"Ah." He says knowingly.

"Okay. Barry, it's January, 2015, and I'm not your wife. You were in a coma for a couple hours, following an attack by Captain Cold, who is now currently immobilised in the metahuman prison." He doesn't seem to be listening, just staring at me intently.

"Barry!" I scold. He jumps.

"Sorry, I wasn't listening." He apologises ruefully.

"It's okay. Dr Wells, we better inform the CCPD that he can't come to work for a few more days. And update Iris and Joe to the current situation. And we better sort out where he's going to be staying. He can't go unsupervised."

"I agree. He should stay with you."

"What? Why? The guy thinks I'm his wife."

"He's obviously very comfortable around you," I give him a pointed look, but he continues. "Also, you're a doctor. And if he has any side effects, he's not likely to hurt you."

"I know, but-"

"There aren't any other options."

"You're right." I quietly admit defeat.

"Cait?" Barry says. I look to him, sitting where he sat yesterday morning, at the table where 'The Game of Life' still sits.

"Wanna play?" I ask him, and he nods. So I sit down in my chair.

"Your turn," I say to him, and he wastes no time in twirling the spinner, which lands on a ten. He moves his car to the required space, and then reads what it says. "You break your arm. Pay the doctor $100, or else pay the bank the same amount. Sounds like I'm going to pay you a visit." he smirks, the same old Barry smirk that I know, and it sends a twinge right to my gut.

"What if there's another doctor?" I ask.

"You know I'll always go to you." And I know he means it.

"Okay, this is sooo awkward, so I'm going to talk to Felicity, and you can stay here. Get back into the bed." He salutes me.

"Yes, ma'am."

So I grab my tablet and call her, putting a headset on, so I can hear what she's saying without Barry overhearing.

She picks up on the third ring.

"Mmhm?" She isn't looking at the camera, and is in the foundry. I guess she spends a lot of time there.

"Hi Felicity. It's Caitlin. We need to talk."

"That is never a good sentence. There was that time when- yeah, I got nothing." She babbles.

"It's about Barry."

"What? What happened? Is he okay?"

"I guess it depends what you mean."

"Spill, or I'll get Oliver to come and put 'the fear of God' in you."

"It's kind of a long story."

"I basically waited three years for a guy I liked to ask me out. I ain't got nothing, if not time. But I also have awesome hacking skills, and a really babbly mouth and-"

"Felicity!" I figuratively save her from falling into a pit of speech. "Long story short, we ran into Captain Cold's gun, Barry got him, we stabbed him with a needle, he's in the prison, then I saw the footage, where I saw him get hit by the gun, so I turned around, and saw him with a giant popsicle for a stomach, then he sort of lost consciousness, so Cisco heated him up, and I injected him with Firewhisky-"

"Firewhisky?"

"Another story. Anyway, a bit after that, he went into a coma, and I had to sleep in the same room as him, and when I woke up, I went to check him, and he was awake, and then a bit after that, he said I was his wife!" The last bit is a harsh whisper.

Felicity looks very surprised. "Wow. I'm guessing you yelled at him, and this is all very awkward for you."

"Don't tell me about it. Dr Wells said he had to share my apartment."

"And you have a crush on the guy, which is a problem why?"

"It's morally wrong. I want him to be him if he loves me."

"Makes sense."

"I think I'll catch the next train to Starling City, call it a weekend getaway, except there isn't a weekend in sight. What do you think?"

"With Barry?"

"Of course not." I scoff.

"Okay. You can't do this, Caitlin. You've got to be there for him."

"Why?"

"Because he knows you, and he'll come back to reality soon, trust me. But you can't leave him in the clutches of a male, or a person who doesn't know, like Iris."

"Wait, why can't I leave him with Joe again?"

Felicity groans. "Iris."

"Can he stay with you then?"

"Are you kidding me? Oliver would kill him out of annoyance before the week is over."

"But, didn't he go to Starling before?"

"Not for a week. And Oliver almost killed him then."

"Yeouwch." I draw it out.

"Yeah. Anyway, Oliver needs me now, so I have to go. So a quick recap: Do not leave Barry."

"Yeah I know, I know." I grumble, my spirits sinking. "Bye, Felicity."

I take my earplugs out, and put them and the tablet on the desk, before someone grabs me from behind. I almost scream, but am cut off by Barry, who says, "Someone's jumpy."

"Well, yes, you would be if you were grabbed from behind by someone when you work on a team with heroes without superpowers."

"You do have superpowers." He says, still cuddling me from behind, making me blush a little bit.

"Yeah, and what would they be?"

"Super-patience, your extreme powers of terrifying people, your healing abilities, and you're my kryptonite."

"What would being your kryptonite mean in terms of superpowers?" I say, forgetting the after-coma effects as we are in our own little bubble.

"Well, extreme persuasiveness, and the fact that you make me run faster."

"Um, thank you?"

"Don't mention it."

"I don't think I will, I mean, anyone who I tell will assume I've gone banana-balls."

"Fair point. Now, let's go home."

And suddenly, the bubble pops, and I come crashing into reality.

A/N: So, thoughts? And which chapter did you like better? Thanks for the love!