Author's Note: *stares at PC screen with tired, sore eyes* I... I actually finished this.. Oh god, that was close... *pants*

Damien: You should look at your face.

Flash: I agree, you look hilarious.

Soph: *stares back at them but doesn't say anything*

Damien: She's actually quiet...

Flash: Yeah, and I think it's a good time to run. *speeds out*

Disclaimer: I do not own Marvel, DC, or the CW Flash Show! I only own the plot! All content other than the plot belong to their respectful owners!

Part 5: Aftermath

Scott looked around in wonder at the house's living room. So many wonderful things, so many wonderful unprotected things. He spotted an expensive looking vase on a table to the side of the wall and approached it. He examined it like an archaeologist, deciding it had to be some old antique from a museum. It had hints of gold on the trim, it was beautifully shaped, the patterns were beautiful, and-

"Hey, better not touch anything." Tony snapped his finger and it jolted Scott back into reality.

"Heh, right. Sorry, just got distracted. Never saw a vase like this except for a museum." Scott rubbed the back of his neck in embarrassment. His thieving skills were getting the better of him.

Tony nodded, "Tell me again how you got here on short notice? Manhattan's on the other side of the country."

"I told you, I was in the area. Just working with some old colleagues of mine." explained Scott for like the hundredth time.

"Right. I'd assume you were stealing stuff since you had your suit." Tony locked Scott's eyes in a death stare. He wasn't fond of the anti-hero, which the same could be said for most of the team, but Tony knew Scott was also the type of guy who'd leave out details on purpose.

"Well you caught me." Scott raised his in defeat. He wasn't scared of Tony but he knew that there was no way of keeping a secret from him, especially if you have a background of being a thief. He caught Tony's stare, "Hey, be grateful that Hank called me. Janet would still be in that cell and you would still be caught up in some stupid battle."

"If the battle was stupid, why'd you interfere?" asked Tony. His fuse for Scott was really, really low.

"Hank called, I answered. He kinda forced me to comply, anyways. Besides, you knew you couldn't win that one. You're lucky the kid was tired too."

Tony was about to retort but Cap walked into the room, "Tony, dinner's ready. Everyone's waiting." He noticed Scott, "Oh, good evening, Scott. Fancy seeing you here."

"Hey Cap. Yeah, Hank called me in. By the way, where is he?" asked Scott, "I thought he'd be here too."

"Hank decided not to fight this battle. However, we don't know where he went off to." answered Cap.

Scott nodded solemnly but soon spoke up, "Well, I'm going to dinner. I'm starving."

Cap nodded and gave a welcoming smile while Tony only stood and glared as Scott walked out of the room. He whipped his head to Tony, "Try to be patient with him, Tony. He's new to the whole superhero gig."

"'Patient' is about the last thing I'm with him."

"Tony." warned Cap.

"Cap, we fight the bad guys, right? I don't see why Hank would even call up a thief like Scott to come in, especially since they practically hate each other!"

Cap sighed, "Tony, you know Scott's has some good in his heart. Sure he steals but he cares about his daughter, his family. Cut him some slack, the guy has a hard life."

Tony grumbled, "Fine. But I can't promise anything."

"When do you ever?" laughed Steve. He walked off to the dining room and Tony followed behind, growling.

The pizza was nice. It didn't give Barry a chance to clear his mind though. In fact, it made him think of what happened with Caitlin more, seeing as the little hang out was about Wells and Joe thought that the boys, along with Eddie, can talk about over pizza.

That was an hour ago. The meeting was pretty short, though it didn't surprise Barry. Barry was going to distract Wells of their trail, Cisco and Joe would check out Star City and the car accident that happened there some time later in the week, and Eddie would distract Iris from knowing what they're doing.

Again, all of that was decided an hour ago. They didn't even eat the pizza.

Barry walked with Cisco and his adoptive father, Joe, through the suburbs. Joe had managed to find out the address of the house the Avengers rented out and it was in the most expensive neighborhood that no one else in Central City could ever afford to buy a house there. That excludes a New York billionaire who just happens to be a genius, a playboy, and a philanthropist. Heh, what are the odds? Guess the same odds of Barry actually walking in an area where no one would see him.

It was late at night, some six or five hours since the fight at Star Labs. Also from six or five hours since Barry and Cisco confessed to Caitlin about their suspicions. Joe was in on it too, he mainly helped Cisco outside of Star Labs while Barry covers for them.

"Barry, you could've killed yourself in that fight." They were still a couple of blocks from their destination and Joe decided to have some small talk while travelling.

"I know but… They kinda did attack us first and I needed to defend the Lab." Barry responded. Cisco in between the cop and the speedster, quietly listening to their conversation and probably thinking of ways to upgrade the security cameras because boy were those a failure.

Joe sighed, "I'm just happy that you're safe." They walked for about a minute in silence until Cisco pointed out, "Hey, we're here."

All three of them stopped next to the house they wanted to get to. It was quite big too; looked like a museum on the outside and probably looked just as lovely on the inside. The windows still had light in them, meaning the Avengers were still up. Good.

Joe opened up the gate, followed by Cisco, and finally Barry. The two youngsters allowed Joe to knock and do the talking, mostly because the Avengers' haven't met him yet. He knocked and it took a moment for someone to open. Light seeped through the doorway and revealed to be a quite tall, blonde-haired man.

"Officer?" he asked. Barry and Cisco recognized the voice, which was good. It meant they didn't have the wrong address. However, it probably also meant that the Avenger would think they're here to arrest him.

"Residence of the Avengers?" asked Joe back. When Steve nodded, Joe continued, "I have a couple of people who want to speak to you and your team." Steve then noticed Barry and Cisco behind Joe, "I see. Come in." He moved out of the way and let the three guests in. Barry was starting to get worried, Cisco was probably already worried, but Joe seemed fine.

Cap spoke, "Most of the team are asleep, so if you have a bone to pick with Tony, then you came at the wrong time." He shut the door and walked over into the living room. The three followed but Barry, "We didn't come to fight anyone, Cap. Me and Cisco just want to talk. It doesn't really matter to who." The old captain was taken by surprise, "Sit down, make yourselves comfy." He motioned to the couch, "You guys want anything?"

"No thank you, we just ate." Joe passed down the friendly offer. The three sat down on a couch and Cap sat on a different one. "So, what did you want to talk about?"

"Harrison Wells." It was probably the first time Barry ever spoke about Dr. Wells without formality. He surprised himself but it didn't quite show.

Cap was about to speak but Tony came in holding a coffee mug, "Couldn't help but hear a couple of familiar voices." He was wearing a black tank top, which contrasted to his bright blue Reactor, some Iron Man PJ pants, and slippers. "Sorry for the outfit, I do late-night work in this." He sat down next to the captain and took a sip of the coffee, "What's this about Harrison?"

"I thought you were asleep." pointed out the captain.

Tony shrugged, "Hey, I tried but, well, sleep isn't really my thing." Cap rolled his eyes, "Fine, then I guess you can take control from here."

Tony turned to his teammate and acted surprised, "Really, Cap? Thank you!" Cap growled and tried hard not laugh as he left the room to go upstairs. Tony turned his attention to his guests and noticed Joe for the first time, "And you are...?"

"Joe. Joe West. I'm Barry's father." answered Joe. He extended his hand in hopes that Tony should shake it. He did but was giving a questioning look, "Uh huh…" He turned to Barry, "Does he know about…?"

"What? Oh, yeah, yeah. He's part of our little… team, I guess?" Barry gave a nervous and weak smile. Tony only nodded and drank from his coffee again. This was the first time Barry actually saw that the Avenger had bags under his eyes.

"So… about Harrison…" Tony was REALLY interested in returning the topic back to the "good" doctor. Joe turned to Barry and the speedster turned to Cisco but the engineer was already turning to Barry, meaning Flash had to be the one to explain.

"Uh… Right, so… Wells." Barry didn't know where to start but he figured he'll start with the time travel incident. He explained everything about Weather Wizard, the tsunami wave that forced Barry into accidental time travel, reliving the same day again, and was about to get to the part about Cisco's nightmares when the young engineer cut in. Tony only seemed to be following but Barry was suspecting he wasn't.

"Yeah, my turn." interrupted Cisco. He paused for a second, probably thinking how to explain his dreams but he finally spoke again, "Screw it. I'mma just put it out: Wells killed me in the other timeline."

Tony almost spit out his coffee, "You actually remember… that?" He seemed lost for words but Barry didn't know if it's because the Avenger was hiding something or because he was just plain amazed. Probably both come to think about it.

Cisco nodded, "I get dreams of what happened to me in that timeline." Tony set his mug on the table and sat back in the couch, "And here I was thinking that time travel was impossible." He stood up, "I suppose if that's all you wanted to share, then you are welcomed to leave, you know where the door is." The Avenger started to leave but Barry stopped him, "We believe you." Tony froze in the doorway, almost dropping his mug.

"You what now?" he asked.

"We believe what you said about Wells. Cisco's practically living evidence and we've had our suspicions for quite a while now, just never a time to sort them out." Barry paused enough to let that sink in. "And… uh… I am also sorry for today." The apology wasn't on the best of terms but it was the best Barry could come up with and he felt it right to apologize at this moment.

Tony smirked, "Then I suppose a 'good night' is in order." He walked out and headed upstairs, coffee and all. That left Joe, Cisco, and Barry sitting awkwardly in the living room but Joe was the first to get up, "I think we're done for the night." He started to leave and headed for the door, with the speedster and Cisco following close by.

Barry wasn't sure what the Avenger was planning but he wasn't sure if he wanted to find out. His mind returned to Caitlin and that was all he could think off while driving back home and dropping off Cisco. What was Wells doing right now? What was Caitlin doing too?

Ronnie always enjoyed the times that he gets to fly, letting the world revolve around him. It made him relaxed and it relaxed Stein too, meaning the old doctor would finally be quiet. Ronnie's bright flames contrasted in the dark of night but it didn't bother him, no one was out at this time of night, except for the occasional crook but he could easily handle a situation like that.

He had just left Caitlin's apartment and though flying relaxes him, it didn't this time. Caitlin was so worried and unstable that Ronnie and Stein both feared for her. He knew being around Barry was troubling sometimes and it was hard but he didn't it was that hard on Caitlin. Soon after he had arrived- because Caitlin had called him over- she was already crying that Ronnie mostly sat in silence, trying to comfort her. That girl's been through some screwed up stuff but still…

The boys have a possibility to be right, Ronald.

Oh great, and now the doctor's awake.

Look, Stein, I seriously don't want to-

Ronald. It may be hard to believe but Mr. Allen and Mr. Ramon might be right. Give it a chance.

Yeah, no thanks, Doc. I'm not gonna go behind Caitlin's back-

Speak of the devil. Ronnie had looked down at the city streets just out of curiosity and spotted Joe's car driving down the road. Strange for even Joe to be out so late. He changed course and glided down to follow the car at a close range. He lowered himself low enough and start flying beside the driver's window and recognized that Barry was driving. He spotted Joe in the passenger's seat too. Guess it was only the two of them tonight.

Barry noticed him (though it was hard not to) but kept driving. After a while, he pulled up in the driveway of his house and Ronnie powered down, stepping away from the door so Barry can get out.

"Hey Ronnie. How's, uh… How's Caitlin?" Barry rubbed the back of his neck and shut the car door a little too hard. Joe was already inside and he left the door open for the two.

Well she is certainly heartbroken, Mr. Allen.

I'm not saying that.

The truth can be cold.

Yeah, no.

"She's… Well, she's been better. Just came over from her place." Ronnie didn't know if to add anything else or just leave. Stein wasn't being helpful either.

"Oh… Yeah, I think we were a little too rough on her, she does look up to Wells like a father-figure." Barry walked to the front porch and Ronnie followed a little. "Um… I don't really expect her to come to work tomorrow but… Maybe you can apologize to her on mine and Cisco's behalves? I'm pretty sure she hates us now."

Ronnie nodded, "Yeah, I think I'm gonna head back to her place tomorrow." He paused, "Hey Barry…"

"Yeah?"

"Is the Wells thing true? Kinda hard to believe but Stein is telling me to give it a shot."

"We don't really know but evidence points to it being true. Still vague though…" Barry motioned for Ronnie to come in but he waved away the offer, which left the speedster to close the door behind, leaving only the light from the windows shine on the driveway.

Hey, Doc?

Yes, Ronald?

Do we have Barry on speed dial?

I believe you do. Though, with all due respect, it is rather late, Ronald.

Yeah... Yeah, let's go home.

Ronnie powered up his flames and blasted off into the sky, heading for Martin's home. He planned on walking back to his own home after dropping off the doctor. After a long night, flying finally relaxed him, and he accepted the warm welcome.

It was a fine summer night indeed.

A/N: I am never publishing a story and putting off an unwritten chapter for the last week again...

Damien: Barry actually left me...

Soph: He did but he was wise to save himself.

Damien: Why is that?

Soph: Because then, I wouldn't have anyone to play with *evil grin* Mwahahahahahahahaha!

Damien: ._. God save me.

Soph: Too bad, because I AM THE GOD OF THIS STORY!

Damien: Shi-

Soph: Language!

Damien: *unspeakable rage inside* ...

Also! I don't think I can get the next update out by Monday cuz I literally just finished writing this and haven't written anything for Part 6 yet! So... Yeah. Have fun with Ronnie, guys! He's gonna be appearing now, probably in each update until we get to- Oh seagull, I almost spoiled it for you guys. Whoops. *wink*