#the flash request

Working through some writers block guys! Bear with me as I try to get through it with random spatterings here and there!

“Oh my gosh!” You smiled as you heard Barry squee with excitement again as you put another spoon full of your favorite ice cream into your mouth, “They’re so strong.”

“Barry...” You looked down at him as you went for another spoonful. His head was laying on your belly as the baby kicked around, “You’re gonna get punched in the face.”

“Our baby is going to be so strong.” He smiled at you excited, “I just...doesn’t it hurt?”

“Sometimes.” You hand the carton down to him, “I’d like some chips now please.”

You felt the woosh and chips where in your hands, “Hope sour cream and onion are okay. It’s all we have left since you got up in the middle of the night again.”

“I was hungry. He was hungry...” You pointed at your belly as you froze. You hadn’t told him that it was a boy yet. You were trying to keep it a surprise until you brought home the paint for his room.

A big goofy grin got on his face as he looked at you. His hands went to his face as he whispered through his fingers, “It’s a boy?”

You smiled at him as you opened the chips, “Yes, it’s a boy.”

“Can name him...”

“We’re not naming him Henry...” You told him, “That can be his middle name...nor are we naming him Bartholomew...even though Barry Jr. does sound pretty cute.”

He stood up and leaned down kissing you, “I love you.”

You smiled at him, “I love you too, Barry.”

He watched you stare at him for a while before he hung his head, “You want me to rub your feet again, don’t you?”

Oneshot! 

Imagine the Flash saving you and giving you a pep talk.

Your feet slipped over the edge with a small tilt. It was incredible how little force it took to decide how to end your own life, but how much more it took when you decided to change your mind.

You felt your heart practically jump through your chest as you saw the racing traffic below you. How lively everything looked...how glorious...how much you were missing...

All this was happening in the first two seconds.

The next two were filled with regret. The desire to live. The useless swivel in the air to try and reach back for the ledge.

The fifth second there was hope.  

A warm hand wrapped around yours jerking you back. You looked up seeing the Flash above you.

“I got you.” He told you, “Just hold on.”

“I don’t want to die...” You whimpered.

“I’m not going to let that happened.” He told you taking your other hand in his. He smiled pulling you up and over into his arms. He held you for a moment before looking at you, “What happened?”

You looked at him tears going down his face, “It...it just got so hard...and I couldn’t...”

“Hey...” He touched your shoulder, “I know about things getting hard...I do...managing being the Flash and being everything else isn’t an easy job...I’ve had bad moments.”

“You have?” He nodded crossing his arms.

“I’m the fastest man a live, but I still can’t save everyone.” He frowned.

“How do you do it? I can barely stand school and my parents...”

He smiled, “I don’t do it alone. I have a really good support network.”

“I don’t have that...” You frowned looking down.

“Well that’s not true...” You looked at him, “There’s gotta be a reason why at the last second you didn’t want to die. Who is it? What is it?”

You face started to burn, “...Charlie...”

“See.” He winked at you, “Maybe you should give Charlie a call and talk. You’d be surprised how much it helps.”

You watched him put his hand to his ear. You smiled a little as he looked at you, “I’m okay...I’ll get down...by the stairs.”

He sighed but smiled, “Listen...I know it’s tough. You’re young and high school sucks...like a lot...but it gets better the more you try things and put yourself out there. I promise you got this...and if you don’t...just come sit up here and I’ll try to run by every once and a while.”