Sitting at your desk, you wrote in the case files before you. Suddenly a bright red light buzzed from your computer, reading 'Timeline fracture -- Alternate timeline detected'. Frantically, you accessed the system to reveal the location of such an anomaly. Sighing in annoyance, you collected the case files, letters that had sat on the corner of your desk, and your bag before opening a time portal to the location.
Alarms rang as you walked into the cortex, scrolling through documents on your tablet. You sat down on a chair you had dragged out from the med bay, facing the door when the suspects in question arrived.
"Who the hell are you?" A man in a tight red suit asked, the rest of the group holding a weapon in your direction.
"Please put the weapons down. I'm here for a Mr. Allen. Mr. Bartholomew Henry Allen." You explained calmly before pointing at the man in the red suit. "Which, I take it, is you, sir. I also assume that your friends here are Francisco Ramon, Dr Caitilin Snow, Joe, Wally, and Iris West."
"What do you want?" Mr. Allen asked, removing the mask from his face, and glaring at you.
"I am simply here to hand you this letter and to tell you that you and your compatriots are due for a trial for your crimes against the timeline." You stated, taking out a small stack of letters from your bag and attempting to hand it to the group. As you attempted to hand the papers, the group moved away from you. Raising an eyebrow, you simply placed the documents on the table before moving back.
"Who are you?" Cisco asked cautiously, watching you step back.
"My name is Y/N. Y/N Thawne." You replied, causing the group to step back from you in shock. Joe raised his gun at your head, shooting a bullet straight at you. Within a split second, you caught the bullet between your thumb and index finger. Moving your hand down to your side, you looked at the group in disappointment and veiled annoyance.
"W...What are you doing?" Wally asked as he watched you take out your tablet and start typing.
"None of you seem to be very receptive to me being here so I am calling in my partner. Perhaps he will have better luck." You replied, looking up at the group sharply.
"Your husband is a psychopath, who killed my mother!" Barry iterated for the seventh time since you revealed your name. You shook your head and rolled your eyes in annoyance. You noticed a time portal opening from behind the group and called out to your partner,
"E. I had no idea you were a psychopath or that you killed Nora Allen."
"I had no idea either." Your partner replied, causing the group to turn around in shock at the familiar voice.
"Eddie?!" Iris called out, walking towards Eddie, who walked past the group and wrapped an arm around your waist. A streak of red lightning followed Eddie as a man in yellow stopped next to him.
"Oh, Crap." The man in yellow exclaimed as he took his mask off.
"Hold it right there, Eobard." You and Eddie scolded the man, as he was about to run off once more.
"... Hello." Eobard smiled, waving mockingly at Team Flash.
"He's a murderer!" Barry yelled, his eyes tearing up as he pointed at Eobard. "Why would you let him out?!"
"Technically yes. But his actions are the ones that we told him to take." You explained before turning to Eobard. "And Eo, take that damn illusion off."
"Fine." He replied, before pressing a button on his watch. Team Flash watched in shock as Eobard seemed to get younger until he was a teenager. "Better, Mum? Dad?"
"Much." You and Eddie replied before opening a time portal back to your offices.
"She was my mother! And your son murdered her!" Barry yelled at the trio, causing you to turn with a slightly sympathetic look on your face.
"I mean this in the nicest way possible but your mother was essentially timeline collateral. Her death is a fixed point in time. As you can tell, messing with such events can have devasting effects." You replied before speeding away with Eobard, leaving behind purple lightning.
"Try not to mess with the timeline anymore, Allen. You've already created masses of paperwork." Eddie replied before leaving in blue lightning.
Upon entering your office, Eobard looked at you and Eddie in mock innocence.
"You're grounded... And no Barty." You told Eobard, exchanging a smirk with Eddie.
"What, no Barty?!" Eobard exclaimed, shocked.
"No Barty." Eddie repeated. Eobard left the room, his red lightning following him. Eddie pulled you into his arms and pressed his lips to yours. His left hand held yours, your matching golden wedding rings glistening in the light.
Months went by until you were interrupted once more by a bright red light buzzing from your computer. Your desk was cluttered with paperwork regarding Flashpoint and the new changes to the timeline that had to be recorded and analyzed.
"What?" You called out, bemused as you looked at the computer.
'Timeline fracture -- Death of individual too early'
'Location: Infantino Street'
"What?!" You exclaimed as you read the notice. Eddie walked up behind you, his chin on your shoulder.
'Harrison "HR" Wells (Earth 19) - Deceased May 23, 2017'
"WHAT?!" You and Eddie yelled, eyes wide in shock.