A/N: Guess who? Man, after that last episode, I needed some time to just think happy thoughts. Barry not in the speed force...HR not dead...Barry not in the speed force... Then my thoughts would be interrupted by something like: NO NO NO NO NO, BARRY NO! WHAT IF THEY DON'T MAKE ANOTHER SEASON AND WHAT IF HE'S TRAPPED THERE FOREVER AND AHHHHHHH!

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The Flash led me slowly (for him) up to some circular room that seemed to be his base of operations. Inside the room were a bunch of unfamiliar people. There was one African-American guy who looked like a cop or something, a guy that reminded me of an older Leo with longer hair, a serious-looking redhead, a good-looking African-American girl that looked like she could be the cop's daughter, and another man who stood kind aloof, like he wasn't sure he belonged. All seemed relatively relaxed, but that changed once I walked into the room. Yeah. I tend to have that effect.

"Ba-Flash, are you crazy?" the redhead demanded.

"No," responded, still speaking through the voice modulator. "We need answers. He says Zoom didn't bring him here, but he's clearly not from this earth, as you so kindly pointed out to me in the field," the Flash finished somewhat venomously, glancing at the guy who didn't seem to gel with the rest of the people.

"Timeout, timeout," I interrupted making the time out sign with my hands. "Who's Zoom? 'Cause, whoever he is," I chuckled a little, "I pity him. He has a stupid name."

"So…" the cop drawled, "not from Earth-2 then."

The guy who looked like an older Leo spoke up. "Okay, so Zoom is like this creepy-looking guy who wears a suit like Flash's over here, only his is blue. He sounds like he's spitting at you when he talks, and he's completely evil and is intent on sending metahumans over here, to Earth-1 to kill the Flash."

"Oh, you mean Death Face," I concluded. "Yeah, he did bring me here. See, he told me to do something as soon as we got here, but I couldn't hear him because my ears were ringing. So, I'm on a different Earth? How does that even work?"

The Flash walked over to a whiteboard-like thing that was made of glass. He drew a couple circles on it, narrating the entire time. "So, imagine that there are infinite realities, basically, out there and each one's a little different. Maybe on this one Steve Jobs never created the iPhone, on this one the Confederates won the Civil War, and on this one the particle accelerator never exploded."

I racked my brain, trying to think about big explosions that had happened recently, but nothing came to mind. Except for, well...the explosions that did not involve mortals. "You have drawn bubbles," I observed like the intelligent person I was.

The Flash continued, "All these earths vibrate on different frequencies, but they exist in the same space." He drew lines connecting all the bubbles- sorry, earths. "So, if you go fast enough, you can travel to these other earths. That's what Zoom did with you; he dragged you along."

"You popped the bubbles," I fake-pouted. Then I processed what the Flash was saying. "Hang on, I'm on another earth?" The Flash, and everyone else in the room, nodded confirmation. I got an idea. What if they didn't have the gods here…? "This is going to sound a little weird, but did a series of really destructive freak storms sweep through the country about...oh, three or four years ago?" Maybe if Typhon hadn't done his little try-to-destroy-Mount-Olympus thingy here, it was because the gods didn't exist at all.

The redhead at the computer desk raised an eyebrow and replied, "No. Did that happen on your earth?"

"Yeah," I answered absently. "It was pretty nasty. But, if I were to say," I raised my voice until I was shouting, "that Zeus was a...territorial...idiot who should stop carrying on with every mortal girl he runs into and Poseidon is an awesome god who should rule over the entire universe," I lowered my voice again, hoping these people would think nothing of my outburst, "nothing would happen?" I said those last three words innocently, like it was just a silly question. But I kept an ear open for the sound of thunder.

"Yeah, there's no way anything would happen if you said that on any earth," the cop's daughter told me.

I waited a second longer, but no thunder came. "Oh my gods, yes!" I muttered. "I can use a cell phone!" Then, out loud I continued, "Right, right. I just wanted to be sure. I've always had a...thing for Greek mythology. I just thought: if superheroes are real, why not the gods? Guess that's never gonna happen."

The guy who no one seemed to like very much spoke up. "So, if you're not from my earth, which one are you from?"

"How should I know?" I scoffed. "Until tonight, I didn't even know that was possible. One thing, though. You should probably get me home pretty soon. See, when Death Face kidnapped me, I wrote this note to my girlfriend to tell her I had been captured, and I said I'd be back in three days. I've been here for about two days, and my girlfriend tends to get...violent when I go missing for more than the time I've given her."

"Do teenagers just get kidnapped all the time on your earth, or something?" the Flash asked incredulously.

"You'd be surprised," I muttered. Stinkin' Hera. At least this time I had my memories… "I just have friends who are...tough. And occasionally - no, I'm not gonna say that. Never mind."

The Flash looked around the room and reasoned, "Well, we can focus on getting you home in the morning. For now, we all need sleep."

"True," I agreed, although I wasn't sure how much sleep I'd get. I was tired, but I was farther away from Annabeth than I thought. That would be a problem, as she and Nico were the only ones who really understood what happened down...there.

I was snapped out of my reverie by the sound of footsteps. I realized everyone was heading for the door and leaving me alone. "Okay," I called after them. "That's cool. I'll just crash here!" There was no response. "Could've been worse," I admitted to myself. At least here there was something like a bed. Technically it was a gurney, but I wasn't about to get picky. I slept in a tree last night. I shrugged and lay down on the sterile white sheets, praying to the gods (who didn't exist here. Yay!/Not yay.) that I would sleep peacefully. For once.