Hi guys, thanks for all of the support or feedback. I'm going out of town so this is the last chapter for a while. Enjoy

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"I'm sorry Flash. All of the tests concluded that you're in perfect physical condition." The doctor reported.

"Are you sure? Did you double check?" The scarlet speedster asked.

"Positive. We don't know why you're losing your powers. Have you experienced any traumatic events lately? This might be something like PTSD." He suggested.

"No, it must be something else." She lied. "Thank you for your time."

"Flash, be sure to come back if it gets worse." The doctor added as the speedster walked to the door.

"Ok, I'll do that."

After changing back to her civvies Irey popped back into the office for half an hour. She finished her daily paperwork and then dragged her fatigued self home.

Emotionally, she was drained. At the moment she had nothing left in her. Irey didn't even bother to take the bus; instead she walked at a human pace. Numbness consumed the speedster as her feet carried her home.

The twenty minute walk back to her apartment somewhat cleared her head. Irey did her best to forget it all, her father, Jai, her speed…. the list goes on and on. Ignorance is bliss, that was until an all too familiar voice interrupted her thoughts as she walked through the alley behind her building.

"Irey."

The redhead turned around so fast she almost got whiplash. It was hard for her to meet his eyes at first, but then her expression hardened with resentment and spite as she glared at him.

"Dad." She snarled darkly.

"We need to talk." The former Flash demanded.

"What is there to talk about?" the speedster said bitterly.

"We've got seven years to talk about." He argued. Wally was starting to get frustrated.

"If you want to know what happened the past seven years Google it or ask mom, I've got nothing to say. Not to you." She said bitterly and started to turn away.

"Is that any way to talk to your father?" Wally questioned, his voice full of disdain.

She sent him a nasty look and hissed, "I wouldn't know. My father died seven years ago."

"IRIS PAULA WEST! Don't you dare walk away from me!" The father shouted. He saw that she was just trying to hurt him. Wally would not stand for this behavior.

Irey turned back around; a defiant look gleamed in her emerald eyes. She was about to say something, but the sound of sirens and pleas for help echoed in the distance. The hero glanced toward the noise and then back at her father.

"Sorry Dad, duty calls." She said coldly as she pulled the flash ring out of her pant pocket. Before he could respond she darted out of the alley in an angry red blur.

Wally considered following her for a second, but he figured she would distant herself even more if he did that. He could tell she was hurting. The eyes of a woman her age should never be that dark. The former flash wondered what kind of hell his daughter went through to change her into this. Was this his fault?

Though one thing was for sure; he was not going to give up on Irey.

After stopping a bank heist led by Boomerang and his cronies Irey no longer had any desire to return home. Frankly, she just wanted everything to disappear, her problems gone in a puff of smoke. But things were never that easy.

Flash wondered around Keystone for a while then she found a nice comfortable perch atop one of the towers. Her curly red locks danced in the warm midnight breeze. The hero didn't give a damn that her cowl was down. She was so high up in the sky and it was dark, the chances of discovery were little to none. Irey needed the freedom for a moment.

The speedster felt transcendent as she observed the tiny cars and people below her. The feeling almost disgusted her as it reminded her of the final argument she had with her brother before he cut all of his ties with the family. Which then caused her to flash back to the fateful moment from over a month ago when she made the biggest mistake of her life. Irey was so deep in thought she didn't even notice Robin swoop in behind her on the rooftop.

"Are you alright Flash?" He inquired cautiously as he joined her on the ledge.

"Do I look alright?" Irey hissed then her expression softened. "Go away."

"Would you like to talk about it?" Damian asked gently.

She sent him a dirty glance. "No."

The fifth robin let out a small sigh of frustration. "Whatever it its Flash, the problem is not going to go away by simply ignoring it."

"Why are you in my city?" she questioned, trying to get off topic.

"Changing the subject will not help either." He stated plainly.

"My problems are none of your damn business." She replied darkly.

"Why is it that you push anyone who gives a shit about you away?" he growled in frustration and then whispered. "Iris, I want to help you."

Irey was surprised by the fact that he used her real name. Damian never used her real name, it least not since the day her Aunt Iris died. It sounded strange and reminded the speedster of the teenage romance she once shared with Robin.

The speedster looked away. He didn't need to see the tears in her eyes. "I don't need your help." She sniffled.

"You were always a terrible liar." He commented. "Does this have something to do with the return of your father?"

Irey contemplated smacking Damian, but instead she broke down. To hell with her pride, she could no longer hold it all in. "He thinks he can just barge right back into my life like nothing has changed. Everything has changed! He thinks he still knows me. He acts like he wants to save me. He wants to 'talk', but all he's going to do is question my choices and actions. I don't need his fucking opinion to do my damn job. If he wants to save someone he can find Jai and yell at him. That asshole deserves a good lecture and a smack on the wrist if you ask me." She ranted while Damian listened.

"I know you well enough that you are not avoiding confrontation with your father because you don't want to be criticized." He called her out.

"How would you feel if your father came back from the dead seven years after you moved on? I saw him vanish and I denied it until Jai nearly killed me. I took up his mantle and made a name for myself. I escaped his shadow. I overcame so much. Then he came back and now it's like I'm back to square one. I've lost all respect I've gained with the league. They don't even think it's necessary to inform me that they are building a goddamn cosmic treadmill. I don't need his advice or his damn shadow."

"Irey, just because your father came back doesn't mean you're any less or a person or a hero. It's not like he's going to take back the Flash mantle." He comforted.

"It's not that. When he died it was like my heart was ripped out of my chest. I cried myself to sleep at night for months afterward because every time I closed my eyes I would see his death all over again. Do you know what it felt like to put an empty coffin into the ground? No closure. No answers. No body. It added a false hope. The same false hope that tormented me for years as I struggled to grasp that he was never coming home. I always wanted to believe he was still out there, and I guess I was right. But that was after I finally accepted that he was gone. When my father returned I was so shaken, so full of doubt, that I questioned even my simplest action. I want to love him and talk to him again but every time I look at him I cant forget all the pain I went through. There's something inside of me that just can't forgive him." Irey confessed. A fresh set of tears streamed down her freckled face.

"Is it that you can't forgive him? Or is it that you can't forgive yourself?" The bat inquired.

Irey's lip quivered slightly and her eyes stung with tears. She seemed distant for a moment. It was as if she was contemplating something else on her guilty conscience. "It's my fault! It's my entire fault. I saved that bastard from the speed force. I gave up my bloody life for that asshole. He didn't even deserve it!" the speedster tearfully raved.

"Pardon? Whom are you talking about?" Damian was lost in the disarray.

"JAI! I saved him! Even after everything. I was trying to get him sucked into the force like my father and uncle. I could still stop but he couldn't. I was just about to turn back when I glanced at him and thought I caught a glimpse of my big brother for a moment. My conscience got the best of me and I saved him. I had one chance to make sure he wouldn't hurt anybody else. I had one chance to stop him for good. But I was too weak to kill him. It's all my fault…." She sobbed into his shoulder as he offered her an embrace.

It all made sense to Damian now. He had been trying for weeks to figure out how exactly Jai survived, though he never expected this.

"Shhhh Irey. It's ok. It's ok." He cooed as he rubbed gentle circles on her back. "It's not your fault. You're not weak. You're the strongest girl I've ever met, it's one of the reasons why I love you so much."

"You're lying, I'm a screw-up." Flash bawled.

Damian took her by the shoulders and held her at arms length so he could look her in the eyes. "No you aren't! Don't you feel sorry for yourself Irey! Don't you dare wallow in your guilt. That's not you. That's not the speedster I fell in love with. You are stronger than this!" The Wayne heir almost growled.

He stared into her beautiful emerald eyes and waited for a response. Her face was twisted with pain and regret. When her features suddenly softened he was not expecting her soft pink lips to crash into his. Damian was ridged for half a second from shock of Irey's actions before he melted into the passionate embrace.

Soon their kisses intensified and both heroes left each other breathless.

"Take me home lover boy." The redhead whispered into his ear.

Damian wore a knowing smirk and pulled out his grapple gun. "As you wish my love." He teased as Irey held on tight.

…..

Later that night the two lovers lay entwined under the sheets in the speedster's apartment. Irey lay her head on Damian's bare muscular chest while he played with her frizzy red curls.

"Thank you." She said out of the blue.

"For what?" he wondered.

"Listing. Believing in me. Telling me what I needed to hear."

"It was nothing, you'd do the same thing for me if I needed it." He smiled.

Irey was about to reply but Damian's phone went off in his pant pocket across the room amidst all the other stray garments.

"Who the hell would call you at three thirty in the morning?" The speedster asked as the raven-haired man got up. She enjoyed the view as he made his way to his pants. Irey giggled as she silently made fun of his superman boxers.

"Batman." He replied with a deep-hearted chuckle before answering the phone. Within seconds of taking the call all amusement and color drained from his face. You could tell his body went cold.

"If this is a joke Todd I will rip your face off." Damian threatened over the phone. His eyes grew dark and they held a definite aspect of concern.

"Ok Grayson, I'll get there as fast as I can." He promised and hung up.

"What happened?" Irey asked as the unretired Robin frantically gathered the rest of his clothes.

"Bruce had a heart attack."

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