#answer: iris

“Oh my God. . .” Iris gasped before rushing over to Joss. “Those words from the other only made the reporter and mother shake her head. “It is anything BUT a scratch.” She responded, taking her jacket off. “Okay, I’m going to try and stop the blood. I need you to keep pressure on it so I can get you some help.” She placed her jacket on Joss’ injury and looked at her expression, knowing she HAD to be in pain and was trying to play it off. 

“Okay, so YOU might be able to but I can’t.” Iris replied. “I just need to catch this next bus back to STAR Labs.” She pouted her lips. “Where have you been for the past ten minutes I’ve been standing here?”

Hearing the creak of the wooden floor behind her, Iris jumped only to find Barry standing there watching her. “Barry!” She threw a balled up shirt at him as if that was going to do damage. “You scared the HELL out of me!” She reached over and paused the music. “How long were you just standing there?” And WHY? Couldn’t he have knocked or something? Honestly that would have scared her too but - - -. “God. . . Please tell me you weren’t there for more than like ten seconds. . .” Embarrassment had already flushed her cheeks and she just stood there, not knowing what to say. 

Iris stopped what she was doing, closing her laptop and glancing over to Barry. His question took time to register and she scrunched her face. “I mean, OTHER than the fact that you’re a dork?” The joke was short lived before the woman’s expression became one of seriousness. “Why are you asking me that? What’s wrong, Bear?” Getting up, Iris moved to sit down on the couch next to Barry, a hand on his shoulder as she watched him intently. Attention fully on him, she drew her legs up onto the couch, body facing his.  Surely he didn’t actually think anything was wrong with him. Unless he meant physically. “You’re not hurt, are you? Are you hurt?” Glancing over him, he seemed fine so it had to be something else. . . right? 

Okay, there was a point where Iris got seriously aggravated and she had reached that point. “Oh, really? So, you get pleasure out of making me feel uncomfortable? I thought you said that you REMEMBERED our time together, how you remembered EVERYTHING. So why would you want to be this way instead of being sweet?” The woman could put up a fight herself, but Savitar was off his damn rocker and she wasn’t sure how far she could push the envelope.  “Do you WANT me to hate you or are you just STUPID? I know that can’t be it, you are not stupid. You are very intelligent, you just need to use your brain. This is not what a woman likes. None of this is what a woman likes.” She glanced around, giving the entire place a once over and then Savitar a severely unimpressed look. “At least light a candle in here, it smells seriously musty in this place.” She got up and began looking for a candle or something to make this place smell any better. “And, if you’re going to keep me here I would like some food or at least something to drink. But I really hope that you know that Barry will come to get me and you’re going to end up on the bad side of things once again. If you let me go then we won’t bring you in but I can help you live a normal life. The only difference would be that I wouldn’t be in in the way that you want but if you want to you could have a nice girlfriend. You just have to be the person that I KNOW is deep down in there, the one that remembers how to be gentle and loving. . .”

It didn’t matter how many times those words had been spoken, it didn’t matter how many times Iris had replayed them in her head - - - her reaction was always the same. Her heart always felt like it grew ten sizes and leaped from her chest. Every. Single. Time. Soft eyes gazed up at Barry as Iris brought her hands to the sides of his face. “And you are mine, you’re everything to me Barry.” She leaned up and pressed a loving kiss to the man’s lips before pulling away and smiling. The love in her eyes was prominent while she still kept hold of Barry’s face in a gentle embrace. “Nothing will ever change that.”

"Okay, let’s go with that.” Iris agreed, taking in the feeling in the room. It was not an inviting environment at the moment. “Just stay behind me, alright? I’ll talk us out of it. And if that doesn’t work? Well then I’m going to start punching people, then we run. Got it?” She raised a brow at Leonard seriously. “I am going to get us both out of here.” And that was a promise whether the punching part came true or not. 

Iris was startled by the raising of Alaric’s voice, but she wasn’t surprised. “Look, there is no need to get upset with me.” The woman remained calm. “Just take a breath and don’t do anything rash.”