Hey readers. How's it going? Thank you for all of the reviews from last chapter. I love receiving feedback. This chapter isn't much, I'm going away on Sunday until sometime in august so yeah. Enjoy!

Only the plot is mine

Irey's heart stopped. Her whole world slowed into a standstill as she stared wide-eyed at her moaning great uncle. The speedster found herself struggling to breathe.

She stood there in shock for a moment before she bravely nudged his side with her toe. He felt real enough, but she was still skeptical. Flash prodded his side a little harder and got a groan in return.

"Flash what is going on down there?" Clark boomed. Damn that Boy Scout, she thought. The speedster tried to get in front of Barry and shield him from view. Irey felt the urge to protect her uncle from the man of steel.

"I'm fine," she grunted, annoyance and frustration laced in her voice.

"Is that...?" he gasped once he had sight of Barry. Miss Martian was in his arms. She was out like a light with a nice lump on her forehead.

The speedster sent him a glare of death that told him to stay away, Clark listened but Irey had a feeling that the man of steel would not just let this go. Though right now she didn't worry about it, her main focus was to get Barry somewhere safe.

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Barry Allen woke to the sound of sirens and a throbbing headache. His body felt old and tired. He kept feeling something poke him in the side, but he still lacked the energy to even open his eyes. The speedster groaned a little more and the annoying nudges became more insistent to the point where he could not stand it anymore.

Slowly, he opened up his eyes to see a blurry red figure standing over him.

"Wally? Is that you?" Barry coughed.

"No." The figure answered and offered a hand to help the Flash up. It took the blonde man a moment to realize that the person helping him up was a woman.

Barry blinked a few times and his vision came into focus. When he got his first real look at the woman in red he was shocked. There was not one square inch on her that was not covered with dirt or blood. Her scarlet costume was torn in many places. A nasty gash seeped blood on her forehead. Then Barry also noticed something besides the many apparent injuries on the woman. She was in a Flash costume much like his own, which didn't make sense to the confused speedster.

"Who are you?" Barry asked. He had an odd feeling about this woman.

She studied him for a minute. It seemed as if she was contemplating something. "I'm the Flash." The woman in red finally replied. There was a sense of urgency in her voice. "Listen Barry, I'll answer all of you're questions later but now you need to come with me."

The sirens in the distance grew louder and the woman grabbed his arm. Before he knew it Barry was being dragged out of the wreckage of a building and out onto the street. "Where are we going?"

The Flash ignored him. She seemed occupied with something as they made their way into an alley.

"Listen Lady. I'm not going anywhere until you tell me where you're taking me." The blonde man demanded. He still didn't trust this strange woman.

The young woman mumbled something that sounded like a curse. "We're going somewhere safe. Now I need you to follow me."

Barry didn't argue with the woman. There was something in her voice that convinced him to trust her. Flash glanced back at him before she dashed out into the street. The older speedster felt ancient as he raced after her. He almost couldn't keep up which was strange.

He followed the woman through the streets of the unusual city. For a moment he thought it was Keystone but the buildings looked different. Finally Flash led him up the stairs of some apartment building. She was moving so fast he could barley see what she was doing when she opened the door.

"Where are we?" The confused man asked as they walked into the somewhat messy apartment.

"My place." She answered briefly as she quickly tidied up a few things. "I'll explain everything in a minute, I just need to make one phone call. You can sit over there and make yourself comfortable." The woman gestured towards her small table next to the window. Barry complied without argument.

After she left Barry glanced around the room. The walls were painted turquoise and covered with various posters and photos. There was a desk piled high with what looked to be stacks of paper and files. A lime green sofa sat on a large orange carpet. On the other side of the table there was a half eaten bowl of cereal. There was a Star Labs lab coat draped on the other chair. The blonde man returned his attention to the pictures on the wall. For some reason the speedster felt drawn to them, but with his blurry vision he couldn't make out the faces. So instead he glanced back over to the notes on the table in hopes that somehow he could answer the question to who the strange woman in the Flash suit was amidst the messy handwriting.

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Irey tried to remain calm as she glided into the kitchen. Her hands shook violently as she tried to grab her phone. She was nearing panic mode. After a few short deep breaths the speedster dialed her father. As the phone rang the sense of perpetual anxiety boiled in the pit of Irey's stomach.

"Hello? Irey?" Wally answered on the last ring before his daughter could cut him off."

"We have a problem." Irey rasped. She glanced over to the table just to see if Barry was still there.

"What happened?" Her father demanded. His tone changed from friendly to serious. "Are you hurt?"

Irey ignored his question and took another shaky breath. "Something went wrong with the treadmill test today." She explained.

"Are you alright?" he asked again.

"I'm fine, but—" The young woman started.

"But what?" Wally interrupted. "What happened Irey?"

The speedster bit her lip. She was having trouble finding the right words. "There were some…complications…"

"Complications? What kind of complications Irey? What happened?" Her father demanded. She could feel the concern in his voice.

"You might want to sit down." Irey advised. He voice then dropped to a dead whisper. "Dad, it's Barry. He's back."

Her heart thundered in her chest as she heard the phone on the other end clatter to the ground.

"I'm on my way. Where are you?" Wally barked almost a minute later. He didn't bother to question it.

"My apartment." The woman answered.

"You took him to your apartment!" Her father shouted. "Irey! Why didn't you take him to the league?"

"Because they have their hands full with the explosion and I'm not taking Barry in any sort of zeta tube without knowing his molecular integrity." She argued.

"Okay you have a point there, did you it least notify the league?" Wally interrogated.

Irey glanced over at her JL communicator sitting on her counter. "Not officially but Clark knows." For once the man of steel kept his distance but the speedster expected to receive a phone call from the boy scout any time now.

"What have you told Barry?" Her father continued.

Irey glanced over at her great uncle once more. "Nothing. Should I?"

"You do what you're comfortable with. I'm almost there." Wally assured her.

The young woman felt some sense of relief. "Okay, the door's open."

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Flash set the phone next to the stove and grabbed two glasses of water. Nervously, she ambled out of the kitchen and set one of the cups in front of Barry. She gave her great uncle a small, awkward smile and sat down in the chair across from him.

"You must have a lot of questions." She sighed and looked him in the eye.

A corner of Barry's mouth twitched. "You could say that again."

"What do you remember?" Irey asked quietly as she studied his expression. It was if she felt like he was going to vanish at any moment and this would all turn out to be some sick twisted dream.

"Not much. It's all still fuzzy. I was chasing something, a yellow blur I think, then out of nowhere a flash of light hits me and after that everything was darkness until I woke up with you standing over me staring at me as if I were a ghost or something." Her father's predecessor explained. Then Barry gave her an odd sort of look. Almost if at that moment he knew. "Miss, do I know you? Sorry, but there's something about you that's so familiar and it's been bugging me."

Irey found herself having trouble finding the right words. She had known from the moment she saw Barry that this moment would have to come but she never expected it to arrive so soon. "It's been years." She began softly. The memory of their last conversation flashed through her mind. "You probably don't even remember."

"Years? How many? I'm sure I'd remember a female speedster." Barry's brow furrowed. Suddenly his eye caught on the lab coat that now lay on the floor. Once he read the name stitched above the breast pocket all the puzzle pieces fell into place. "Iris?"

"It's Irey." She corrected him then realized the harshness in her voice. "Sorry, force of habit." The scarlet speedster then peeled her rather bloody cowl off her banged up face. She could almost hear her father's scolding for her telling him she wasn't hurt.

"How old are you exactly?" Her great uncle inquired softly. Barry had grown pale.

"I'm going to be twenty five in June."

"Wow." Was all Barry could say. His eyes were wide with shock. "You grew up."

Irey smiled sadly. Some of her more painful memories of her young adult hood drifted through her mind.

A sudden bang of the front door startled Irey as her frantic father rushed in the room. Wally didn't even seem to notice his daughter as he stared at his predecessor curiously. His eyes were wide but showed disbelief.

"Barry?" His voice held an edge of uncertainty, "Is that you?"

So Guys what do you think? How's Wally going to react? How's Barry going to react? How's Irey going to react? What's going to happen next? (IDK you tell me!) I'm going to be gone for a while. (Not like I've been current with anything) but I'm going to be out of the country for a couple of days and yeah. Also before I leave I'm going to try to get out another chapter of Date Night and I'm going to go through and fix Finding Violet and hopefully update that one too (hopefully)! (Which one do you guys want more?) For those of you who are waiting for me to update some of my more neglected stories I am truly sorry from the bottom of my heart. I'm doing the best that I can to work all of those out. If you have suggestions for any of them you can PM me or if you are a Guest reviewer just leave your idea in a review on the story that the idea is for. (I would greatly appreciate help on a few of my neglected stories)

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