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[I gave a brief nod of understanding while regret filled my face when I heard just how much I had hurt Patty. Never in a million years did I think she wanted me to ask her to stay here in Central City. From what I could tell, this opportunity in National City was a dream come true for her... One she worked hard to get. I knew how much it meant to her, so as much as I wanted to, I couldn't in good conscience ask her to stay. That felt selfish of me] I didn't know, Patty... I'm sorry... [I started to quietly say. I knew she said she wanted to focus on work, which was code for her making it clear she wanted to drop the conversation, but I couldn't just let this go without at least acknowledging her feelings and to apologize] I wanted to ask you to stay with me... Obviously. I was in love with you. The last thing I wanted was for you to leave Central City. It's just when you told me how excited you were for this opportunity, I felt like it would have been selfish of me to ask you to stay. I'm sorry, Patty. I know that probably doesn't mean much to you since so much time has passed now, but I am sorry. Believe it or not, letting you go was one of the hardest decisions I ever had to make... [I said as I trailed off. Realizing Patty probably just wanted me to stop talking since knowing me, I was only managing to make it worse, so I did as she requested and tried to focus on work] Look at the PH levels in both of these samples... Both are uncharacteristically high, which meant whatever killed them I'm guessing it contributed to these PH levels... [I pointed out. Knowing it wasn't a big clue, but it was a start at least. Something we could delve further into if Patty agreed that this was a useless clue]

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Leaving; it was the only way to be okay. To heal the pain Patty felt. When she left Central City over two years ago she never could’ve anticipated the day she’d be forced to return. Don’t get her wrong she enjoyed the city; she enjoyed working at NYPD; she was smart. She knew the how to cracking a case. That’s not why she was nervous. It was the who she knew she’d have an awkward run in with. Patty left and took the Program in Midway City it was far enough from the thought of getting kidnapped again. It was far enough from the day to day lies. Patty was witty; she was smart she knew when to fall into excuses and when the truth was right in front of her. 

And Barry Allen the CSI; the guy that helped her find footing in Central City; who helped her get on Joe West’s good side. He was full of mystery. He was someone I was keen on; he was smart; he was that dorky cute. He knew how to make a lame joke to force a smile. He would stare at me as if I was the only girl in the world. I felt special; I felt those bangs of flutter each time I thought of him. He was a good guy; but he also was full of shit. I stopped believing his day to day lies way before I left town. Except he had no idea I had put the dots together. How was he always present right after a kidnapping? A robbery just you name it right after the flash had finished saving the day? I remembered the moment I figured it all; it was the night of the gala. The night we were dancing on the dance floor his arm wrapped around me; and my own arm around his neck dancing; melting away within each other. I didn’t want to be anywhere else but with him. And then someone threatened the night; and Barry got squirmy; he made his lame excuse of having to go check on Joe. Which would’ve been believable if the flash hadn’t appeared seconds later. 

I knew; and I tried to hint to him to trust me, to let me in. And each time I got told “ It’s okay.” And he’d look at me with those dreamy eyes of his and all my thoughts melted away. I left for myself; for my career but a piece of me was always in Central City; with him. Not that Barry ever thought of me because come on; he was brilliant, he was handsome, he was also the hero of the city. I admired him even if it stung that the trust between us was never reciprocated. I healed; I moved on with my life. I spent my time talking to new people, I worked my ass off in the courses; at the lab to be the new upcoming CSI. I had my own kit now; which was thrilling I felt the excitement inside of me when I packed up my las clothing into my suitcase. 

I remembered when I got the phone call an hour ago from Joe West himself. I answered with a polite Hello. Small talk as he said he needed help and heard I passed with flying colors here at midway. I was honored; considering our rocky relationship when I was living in Central City. He told me there’s been a sting of murders; each one left a hat behind; each time same kind different color. I asked why Barry couldn’t handle it because I’m sassy like that. He made a quip that Barry asked for an extra hand but he was quite busy. I rolled my eyes with an “ Sure” Mumbled more to myself. I said I’d be there. 

Back to the place I ran from, the person I ran from. I kept tabs on Flash; I wanted to hold onto the clippings; I wanted to be proud of Barry even if he never felt he could be honest with me. A simper over bare lips as I closed my suitcase. Patty was close to the train station; she had bag in one hand; and ticket in the other as she stepped outside. The train would be here within an hour. A fast track; hearts come running home. Gripping her suitcase tightly she wheeled herself to the station; it was small. Benches on the pavement; the ringing to indicate when a train was approaching. Patty lowered herself to a bench as she sat comfortably. 

An hour close to passing; when she saw the star train approach, exhaling lowly the female stood to her feet and stepped aboard the train. Leather seats as she placed her bag on top above her. Heels hit the carpet as she lowered down into the window seat. Her preferred seating. I wonder how he is.. Will it be okay I’m coming back? I hoped Joe told him. Leaning my head against the window eyes fluttered shut; heart pounding against my chest. 

How? How does one act fine? When the truth was all I could think about? It was easy to pretend in Midway; but did I have the will power now to lie to Barry?

[starlabsspeedster]

@ofbrainsofsteel 

[If I didn't know any better, I'd think Patty knew I was The Flash. The way she spoke about trusting her... And especially the part where she told me she'd be by my side through danger and high waters. In my gut, I knew she wasn't referring to my CSI work since let's be honest, that particular job wasn't at all dangerous. Did Patty know I was The Flash? And if so, how long did she know? I silently wondered. The truth was, I loved and trusted Patty. Back before she left Central City, I had planned to tell her the truth about me. Even if the others cautioned me not to, I wanted to tell her. Patty was important to me, so she should know. Then she got accepted into the CSI program in National City, and I realized I couldn't tell her. I didn't want to be the reason she gave up on her dream opportunity. This was huge for her, and she deserved it. I couldn't be the one to hold her back from living out her dream, so ultimately I let her go. I kept my secret to myself and even though it broke my heart, I let her go. At the time, it felt like the right thing to do, but hearing how mad she was at me now, I wondered if I should have asked her to stay. This was one of those times that I didn't understand women because this felt like a no win situation to me. If I had asked her to stay, I would have been selfish, but by supporting her decision to go, I was still wrong. Probably why I was better off just being single because apparently I was terrible at reading women] Patty, I loved you... Hell, I still love you, if I'm being honest. I didn't ask you to stay because I knew how much that opportunity meant to you, and I didn't want to hold you back from your dream. It broke my heart when you left, but I thought it was what you wanted. [I confessed. Trying to choose my words wisely though because I didn't want to say too much. I wasn't ready to tell Patty I was The Flash. Especially now given how angry she was with me, but still, she should know why I didn't ask her to stay] I thought you wanted to go to National City... You were so excited when you got accepted into that CSI program that I thought it would be selfish of me to ask you to give that up to stay here with me. I couldn't do that to you. Even if you don't believe me, I loved you too much to hold you back. [I added in confession as we ultimately came to a stop at the crime scene we were currently investigating]

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Leaving; it was the only way to be okay. To heal the pain Patty felt. When she left Central City over two years ago she never could’ve anticipated the day she’d be forced to return. Don’t get her wrong she enjoyed the city; she enjoyed working at NYPD; she was smart. She knew the how to cracking a case. That’s not why she was nervous. It was the who she knew she’d have an awkward run in with. Patty left and took the Program in Midway City it was far enough from the thought of getting kidnapped again. It was far enough from the day to day lies. Patty was witty; she was smart she knew when to fall into excuses and when the truth was right in front of her. 

And Barry Allen the CSI; the guy that helped her find footing in Central City; who helped her get on Joe West’s good side. He was full of mystery. He was someone I was keen on; he was smart; he was that dorky cute. He knew how to make a lame joke to force a smile. He would stare at me as if I was the only girl in the world. I felt special; I felt those bangs of flutter each time I thought of him. He was a good guy; but he also was full of shit. I stopped believing his day to day lies way before I left town. Except he had no idea I had put the dots together. How was he always present right after a kidnapping? A robbery just you name it right after the flash had finished saving the day? I remembered the moment I figured it all; it was the night of the gala. The night we were dancing on the dance floor his arm wrapped around me; and my own arm around his neck dancing; melting away within each other. I didn’t want to be anywhere else but with him. And then someone threatened the night; and Barry got squirmy; he made his lame excuse of having to go check on Joe. Which would’ve been believable if the flash hadn’t appeared seconds later. 

I knew; and I tried to hint to him to trust me, to let me in. And each time I got told “ It’s okay.” And he’d look at me with those dreamy eyes of his and all my thoughts melted away. I left for myself; for my career but a piece of me was always in Central City; with him. Not that Barry ever thought of me because come on; he was brilliant, he was handsome, he was also the hero of the city. I admired him even if it stung that the trust between us was never reciprocated. I healed; I moved on with my life. I spent my time talking to new people, I worked my ass off in the courses; at the lab to be the new upcoming CSI. I had my own kit now; which was thrilling I felt the excitement inside of me when I packed up my las clothing into my suitcase. 

I remembered when I got the phone call an hour ago from Joe West himself. I answered with a polite Hello. Small talk as he said he needed help and heard I passed with flying colors here at midway. I was honored; considering our rocky relationship when I was living in Central City. He told me there’s been a sting of murders; each one left a hat behind; each time same kind different color. I asked why Barry couldn’t handle it because I’m sassy like that. He made a quip that Barry asked for an extra hand but he was quite busy. I rolled my eyes with an “ Sure” Mumbled more to myself. I said I’d be there. 

Back to the place I ran from, the person I ran from. I kept tabs on Flash; I wanted to hold onto the clippings; I wanted to be proud of Barry even if he never felt he could be honest with me. A simper over bare lips as I closed my suitcase. Patty was close to the train station; she had bag in one hand; and ticket in the other as she stepped outside. The train would be here within an hour. A fast track; hearts come running home. Gripping her suitcase tightly she wheeled herself to the station; it was small. Benches on the pavement; the ringing to indicate when a train was approaching. Patty lowered herself to a bench as she sat comfortably. 

An hour close to passing; when she saw the star train approach, exhaling lowly the female stood to her feet and stepped aboard the train. Leather seats as she placed her bag on top above her. Heels hit the carpet as she lowered down into the window seat. Her preferred seating. I wonder how he is.. Will it be okay I’m coming back? I hoped Joe told him. Leaning my head against the window eyes fluttered shut; heart pounding against my chest. 

How? How does one act fine? When the truth was all I could think about? It was easy to pretend in Midway; but did I have the will power now to lie to Barry?

[starlabsspeedster]

@ofbrainsofsteel 

[And there it is. I thought with an exhaled breath. Patty was playing coy with me now. Standing here pretending that everything was fine, and then asking if there was something I wanted to tell her. Of course I knew she was upset with me. She was clearly mad, and playing it off like it was me who should direct the conversation wasn't going to help the situation. I thought with a sigh as I shook my head no in response] Nothing comes to mind. [What was Patty looking for here? Did she want me to tell her I still had feelings for her? Was she hoping I'd admit that I never got over her? Grant it, it would all be true. I did still have feelings for Patty. She was the one who got away... And since she left Central City, I felt empty without her. Still, it was my secrets that drove us apart, and until I was ready to come clean with her about me being The Flash, my lies would just keep driving us further and further apart. My point being, I couldn't, in good conscience, keep a relationship with her knowing it was based on lies and secrets. Did I love Patty? Yes... Which was why I couldn't tell her the truth. I knew the danger that came to anyone who knew my identity. I didn't think it was a coincidence that the one time I had planned to tell Patty my secret, because I wanted to be honest with her, that Patty ended up in danger. That was eye-opening for me, so I couldn't put her at risk like that again. All that to say, it was better just keeping this platonic. At least for now] I don't want us to be at odds with each other, Patty. Especially now that we're working so closely with one another now, so if there's anything you want to say to me, or you know, yell at me or whatever, you can do so.

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Leaving; it was the only way to be okay. To heal the pain Patty felt. When she left Central City over two years ago she never could’ve anticipated the day she’d be forced to return. Don’t get her wrong she enjoyed the city; she enjoyed working at NYPD; she was smart. She knew the how to cracking a case. That’s not why she was nervous. It was the who she knew she’d have an awkward run in with. Patty left and took the Program in Midway City it was far enough from the thought of getting kidnapped again. It was far enough from the day to day lies. Patty was witty; she was smart she knew when to fall into excuses and when the truth was right in front of her. 

And Barry Allen the CSI; the guy that helped her find footing in Central City; who helped her get on Joe West’s good side. He was full of mystery. He was someone I was keen on; he was smart; he was that dorky cute. He knew how to make a lame joke to force a smile. He would stare at me as if I was the only girl in the world. I felt special; I felt those bangs of flutter each time I thought of him. He was a good guy; but he also was full of shit. I stopped believing his day to day lies way before I left town. Except he had no idea I had put the dots together. How was he always present right after a kidnapping? A robbery just you name it right after the flash had finished saving the day? I remembered the moment I figured it all; it was the night of the gala. The night we were dancing on the dance floor his arm wrapped around me; and my own arm around his neck dancing; melting away within each other. I didn’t want to be anywhere else but with him. And then someone threatened the night; and Barry got squirmy; he made his lame excuse of having to go check on Joe. Which would’ve been believable if the flash hadn’t appeared seconds later. 

I knew; and I tried to hint to him to trust me, to let me in. And each time I got told “ It’s okay.” And he’d look at me with those dreamy eyes of his and all my thoughts melted away. I left for myself; for my career but a piece of me was always in Central City; with him. Not that Barry ever thought of me because come on; he was brilliant, he was handsome, he was also the hero of the city. I admired him even if it stung that the trust between us was never reciprocated. I healed; I moved on with my life. I spent my time talking to new people, I worked my ass off in the courses; at the lab to be the new upcoming CSI. I had my own kit now; which was thrilling I felt the excitement inside of me when I packed up my las clothing into my suitcase. 

I remembered when I got the phone call an hour ago from Joe West himself. I answered with a polite Hello. Small talk as he said he needed help and heard I passed with flying colors here at midway. I was honored; considering our rocky relationship when I was living in Central City. He told me there’s been a sting of murders; each one left a hat behind; each time same kind different color. I asked why Barry couldn’t handle it because I’m sassy like that. He made a quip that Barry asked for an extra hand but he was quite busy. I rolled my eyes with an “ Sure” Mumbled more to myself. I said I’d be there. 

Back to the place I ran from, the person I ran from. I kept tabs on Flash; I wanted to hold onto the clippings; I wanted to be proud of Barry even if he never felt he could be honest with me. A simper over bare lips as I closed my suitcase. Patty was close to the train station; she had bag in one hand; and ticket in the other as she stepped outside. The train would be here within an hour. A fast track; hearts come running home. Gripping her suitcase tightly she wheeled herself to the station; it was small. Benches on the pavement; the ringing to indicate when a train was approaching. Patty lowered herself to a bench as she sat comfortably. 

An hour close to passing; when she saw the star train approach, exhaling lowly the female stood to her feet and stepped aboard the train. Leather seats as she placed her bag on top above her. Heels hit the carpet as she lowered down into the window seat. Her preferred seating. I wonder how he is.. Will it be okay I’m coming back? I hoped Joe told him. Leaning my head against the window eyes fluttered shut; heart pounding against my chest. 

How? How does one act fine? When the truth was all I could think about? It was easy to pretend in Midway; but did I have the will power now to lie to Barry?

[starlabsspeedster]

@ofbrainsofsteel 

[Even if she was trying to play it cool now, I got the sense that Patty was still angry with me. Sure, I knew she didn't know my secret about being The Flash, but I don't know, a part of me got the sense that she did. That's ridiculous, I know. She couldn't possibly know. I mean, how could she? Still, Patty was definitely mad... Why though? Yes, I know she and I broke up because I was a terrible boyfriend to her, but the thing was, I hadn't planned to break up with Patty. I had actually planned to finally come clean with her about me being The Flash. I wanted to let Patty in on that secret part of my life, but I never got the chance because she told me she was leaving Central City. I knew if I told her the truth about me being The Flash and also the fact that I was in love with her, Patty would end up staying here in Central City, instead of going for her dream opportunity in National City. I couldn't do that to Patty... I couldn't be the reason she gave up her dream job. That wouldn't have been fair of her. Anyway, thinking back on all of that now, it made me wonder if that's why Patty was actually angry with me... Was she mad at me because I didn't ask her to stay with me in Central City? I wondered to myself as we made some small talk about food. Not ideal conversation but at least it was civil, right?] Yeah, can't beat the pizza. [I said with a casual nod as we started walking toward the crime scene. As we walked, I told myself not to say anything. Let it go and keep the conversation casual and civil. Don't do it. I no sooner silently instructed myself before my mouth took over; trumping my brain in the process] Patty, I get the sense that you're angry with me... Maybe we should just talk it out? I mean, we're going to be working closely together now, and I don't want things to be awkward between us, so should we just hash it out and clear the air? [Probably a stupid idea on my part but Patty and I needed to talk it out sooner or later, right? Might as well just get it over with in hopes that we can move on from here]

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Leaving; it was the only way to be okay. To heal the pain Patty felt. When she left Central City over two years ago she never could’ve anticipated the day she’d be forced to return. Don’t get her wrong she enjoyed the city; she enjoyed working at NYPD; she was smart. She knew the how to cracking a case. That’s not why she was nervous. It was the who she knew she’d have an awkward run in with. Patty left and took the Program in Midway City it was far enough from the thought of getting kidnapped again. It was far enough from the day to day lies. Patty was witty; she was smart she knew when to fall into excuses and when the truth was right in front of her. 

And Barry Allen the CSI; the guy that helped her find footing in Central City; who helped her get on Joe West’s good side. He was full of mystery. He was someone I was keen on; he was smart; he was that dorky cute. He knew how to make a lame joke to force a smile. He would stare at me as if I was the only girl in the world. I felt special; I felt those bangs of flutter each time I thought of him. He was a good guy; but he also was full of shit. I stopped believing his day to day lies way before I left town. Except he had no idea I had put the dots together. How was he always present right after a kidnapping? A robbery just you name it right after the flash had finished saving the day? I remembered the moment I figured it all; it was the night of the gala. The night we were dancing on the dance floor his arm wrapped around me; and my own arm around his neck dancing; melting away within each other. I didn’t want to be anywhere else but with him. And then someone threatened the night; and Barry got squirmy; he made his lame excuse of having to go check on Joe. Which would’ve been believable if the flash hadn’t appeared seconds later. 

I knew; and I tried to hint to him to trust me, to let me in. And each time I got told “ It’s okay.” And he’d look at me with those dreamy eyes of his and all my thoughts melted away. I left for myself; for my career but a piece of me was always in Central City; with him. Not that Barry ever thought of me because come on; he was brilliant, he was handsome, he was also the hero of the city. I admired him even if it stung that the trust between us was never reciprocated. I healed; I moved on with my life. I spent my time talking to new people, I worked my ass off in the courses; at the lab to be the new upcoming CSI. I had my own kit now; which was thrilling I felt the excitement inside of me when I packed up my las clothing into my suitcase. 

I remembered when I got the phone call an hour ago from Joe West himself. I answered with a polite Hello. Small talk as he said he needed help and heard I passed with flying colors here at midway. I was honored; considering our rocky relationship when I was living in Central City. He told me there’s been a sting of murders; each one left a hat behind; each time same kind different color. I asked why Barry couldn’t handle it because I’m sassy like that. He made a quip that Barry asked for an extra hand but he was quite busy. I rolled my eyes with an “ Sure” Mumbled more to myself. I said I’d be there. 

Back to the place I ran from, the person I ran from. I kept tabs on Flash; I wanted to hold onto the clippings; I wanted to be proud of Barry even if he never felt he could be honest with me. A simper over bare lips as I closed my suitcase. Patty was close to the train station; she had bag in one hand; and ticket in the other as she stepped outside. The train would be here within an hour. A fast track; hearts come running home. Gripping her suitcase tightly she wheeled herself to the station; it was small. Benches on the pavement; the ringing to indicate when a train was approaching. Patty lowered herself to a bench as she sat comfortably. 

An hour close to passing; when she saw the star train approach, exhaling lowly the female stood to her feet and stepped aboard the train. Leather seats as she placed her bag on top above her. Heels hit the carpet as she lowered down into the window seat. Her preferred seating. I wonder how he is.. Will it be okay I’m coming back? I hoped Joe told him. Leaning my head against the window eyes fluttered shut; heart pounding against my chest. 

How? How does one act fine? When the truth was all I could think about? It was easy to pretend in Midway; but did I have the will power now to lie to Barry?

[starlabsspeedster]

@ofbrainsofsteel 

Ouch. [I chuckled out at Patty's statement about me being a pain in the ass. Clearly she was still mad at me for the fact that I was a horrible boyfriend. Even I couldn't deny that she dodged a bullet when she broke up with me] Well, normally I ride my bike or go on foot, and since us both trying to maneuver on my bike together doesn't sound like the most convenient way to travel to the scene, maybe we should just walk. [I suggested through another brief chuckle. Truthfully, I usually ran everyone, but given that I couldn't say that to Patty, I stuck with the bike story. Once we made our way outside of the precinct, I gave a nod in the direction of the first crime scene] The first one is only a few blocks away, and then the others that seem to be done by the same murder aren't too far from the first crime scene. [I explained awkwardly as we continued down the familiar street] So, what did you miss most about Central City? [I asked as a means of making casual conversation with her] Let me guess, the cheesesteak subs? [I joked. Knowing that probably wasn't it, since I don't even know if she liked those. I was merely trying to keep the conversation light and airy between us now]

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Leaving; it was the only way to be okay. To heal the pain Patty felt. When she left Central City over two years ago she never could’ve anticipated the day she’d be forced to return. Don’t get her wrong she enjoyed the city; she enjoyed working at NYPD; she was smart. She knew the how to cracking a case. That’s not why she was nervous. It was the who she knew she’d have an awkward run in with. Patty left and took the Program in Midway City it was far enough from the thought of getting kidnapped again. It was far enough from the day to day lies. Patty was witty; she was smart she knew when to fall into excuses and when the truth was right in front of her. 

And Barry Allen the CSI; the guy that helped her find footing in Central City; who helped her get on Joe West’s good side. He was full of mystery. He was someone I was keen on; he was smart; he was that dorky cute. He knew how to make a lame joke to force a smile. He would stare at me as if I was the only girl in the world. I felt special; I felt those bangs of flutter each time I thought of him. He was a good guy; but he also was full of shit. I stopped believing his day to day lies way before I left town. Except he had no idea I had put the dots together. How was he always present right after a kidnapping? A robbery just you name it right after the flash had finished saving the day? I remembered the moment I figured it all; it was the night of the gala. The night we were dancing on the dance floor his arm wrapped around me; and my own arm around his neck dancing; melting away within each other. I didn’t want to be anywhere else but with him. And then someone threatened the night; and Barry got squirmy; he made his lame excuse of having to go check on Joe. Which would’ve been believable if the flash hadn’t appeared seconds later. 

I knew; and I tried to hint to him to trust me, to let me in. And each time I got told “ It’s okay.” And he’d look at me with those dreamy eyes of his and all my thoughts melted away. I left for myself; for my career but a piece of me was always in Central City; with him. Not that Barry ever thought of me because come on; he was brilliant, he was handsome, he was also the hero of the city. I admired him even if it stung that the trust between us was never reciprocated. I healed; I moved on with my life. I spent my time talking to new people, I worked my ass off in the courses; at the lab to be the new upcoming CSI. I had my own kit now; which was thrilling I felt the excitement inside of me when I packed up my las clothing into my suitcase. 

I remembered when I got the phone call an hour ago from Joe West himself. I answered with a polite Hello. Small talk as he said he needed help and heard I passed with flying colors here at midway. I was honored; considering our rocky relationship when I was living in Central City. He told me there’s been a sting of murders; each one left a hat behind; each time same kind different color. I asked why Barry couldn’t handle it because I’m sassy like that. He made a quip that Barry asked for an extra hand but he was quite busy. I rolled my eyes with an “ Sure” Mumbled more to myself. I said I’d be there. 

Back to the place I ran from, the person I ran from. I kept tabs on Flash; I wanted to hold onto the clippings; I wanted to be proud of Barry even if he never felt he could be honest with me. A simper over bare lips as I closed my suitcase. Patty was close to the train station; she had bag in one hand; and ticket in the other as she stepped outside. The train would be here within an hour. A fast track; hearts come running home. Gripping her suitcase tightly she wheeled herself to the station; it was small. Benches on the pavement; the ringing to indicate when a train was approaching. Patty lowered herself to a bench as she sat comfortably. 

An hour close to passing; when she saw the star train approach, exhaling lowly the female stood to her feet and stepped aboard the train. Leather seats as she placed her bag on top above her. Heels hit the carpet as she lowered down into the window seat. Her preferred seating. I wonder how he is.. Will it be okay I’m coming back? I hoped Joe told him. Leaning my head against the window eyes fluttered shut; heart pounding against my chest. 

How? How does one act fine? When the truth was all I could think about? It was easy to pretend in Midway; but did I have the will power now to lie to Barry?

[starlabsspeedster]

@ofbrainsofsteel 

[My hands raised in defense as a sense of hope hit me, but was immediately filled with a heeded threat when Patty subtly insinuated that she came back here for me, but then immediately retracted it while jabbing her finger threatening me toward my chest. Honestly, I couldn't resist the grin that followed because as cute as Patty's threatening tone sounded, I knew Patty... She'd never hurt a fly, least of all me. Still, it was cute to see her on the defense now, especially when I had hope that maybe there was a chance a part of her still held a torch to me. I thought to myself as we stepped inside the elevator; watching the doors close behind us while taking the short ride toward the lobby] Regardless of your reasoning, it's good to have you back here, Patty, and I promise I will try not to be a pain to work with. [Deciding it was best to leave it at that, since as cute as a fired up Patty could be, I didn't want her angry with me either. I never liked being on Patty's bad side. Before long we reached our floor and the double doors opened; extending my hand slightly to gesture for Patty to exit the elevator first before I followed behind her. My work bag draped over my shoulder as we reached the front doors of the precinct; prompting me to open the door for her, so she could exit first before I would once again follow behind] Do you want to walk? It's a nice day, weather wise, and the first crime scene isn't too far? [I asked; figuring the more decisions I allowed Patty to make with this partnership, the easier this transition would be for us both]

@starlabsspeedster

Leaving; it was the only way to be okay. To heal the pain Patty felt. When she left Central City over two years ago she never could’ve anticipated the day she’d be forced to return. Don’t get her wrong she enjoyed the city; she enjoyed working at NYPD; she was smart. She knew the how to cracking a case. That’s not why she was nervous. It was the who she knew she’d have an awkward run in with. Patty left and took the Program in Midway City it was far enough from the thought of getting kidnapped again. It was far enough from the day to day lies. Patty was witty; she was smart she knew when to fall into excuses and when the truth was right in front of her. 

And Barry Allen the CSI; the guy that helped her find footing in Central City; who helped her get on Joe West’s good side. He was full of mystery. He was someone I was keen on; he was smart; he was that dorky cute. He knew how to make a lame joke to force a smile. He would stare at me as if I was the only girl in the world. I felt special; I felt those bangs of flutter each time I thought of him. He was a good guy; but he also was full of shit. I stopped believing his day to day lies way before I left town. Except he had no idea I had put the dots together. How was he always present right after a kidnapping? A robbery just you name it right after the flash had finished saving the day? I remembered the moment I figured it all; it was the night of the gala. The night we were dancing on the dance floor his arm wrapped around me; and my own arm around his neck dancing; melting away within each other. I didn’t want to be anywhere else but with him. And then someone threatened the night; and Barry got squirmy; he made his lame excuse of having to go check on Joe. Which would’ve been believable if the flash hadn’t appeared seconds later. 

I knew; and I tried to hint to him to trust me, to let me in. And each time I got told “ It’s okay.” And he’d look at me with those dreamy eyes of his and all my thoughts melted away. I left for myself; for my career but a piece of me was always in Central City; with him. Not that Barry ever thought of me because come on; he was brilliant, he was handsome, he was also the hero of the city. I admired him even if it stung that the trust between us was never reciprocated. I healed; I moved on with my life. I spent my time talking to new people, I worked my ass off in the courses; at the lab to be the new upcoming CSI. I had my own kit now; which was thrilling I felt the excitement inside of me when I packed up my las clothing into my suitcase. 

I remembered when I got the phone call an hour ago from Joe West himself. I answered with a polite Hello. Small talk as he said he needed help and heard I passed with flying colors here at midway. I was honored; considering our rocky relationship when I was living in Central City. He told me there’s been a sting of murders; each one left a hat behind; each time same kind different color. I asked why Barry couldn’t handle it because I’m sassy like that. He made a quip that Barry asked for an extra hand but he was quite busy. I rolled my eyes with an “ Sure” Mumbled more to myself. I said I’d be there. 

Back to the place I ran from, the person I ran from. I kept tabs on Flash; I wanted to hold onto the clippings; I wanted to be proud of Barry even if he never felt he could be honest with me. A simper over bare lips as I closed my suitcase. Patty was close to the train station; she had bag in one hand; and ticket in the other as she stepped outside. The train would be here within an hour. A fast track; hearts come running home. Gripping her suitcase tightly she wheeled herself to the station; it was small. Benches on the pavement; the ringing to indicate when a train was approaching. Patty lowered herself to a bench as she sat comfortably. 

An hour close to passing; when she saw the star train approach, exhaling lowly the female stood to her feet and stepped aboard the train. Leather seats as she placed her bag on top above her. Heels hit the carpet as she lowered down into the window seat. Her preferred seating. I wonder how he is.. Will it be okay I’m coming back? I hoped Joe told him. Leaning my head against the window eyes fluttered shut; heart pounding against my chest. 

How? How does one act fine? When the truth was all I could think about? It was easy to pretend in Midway; but did I have the will power now to lie to Barry?

[starlabsspeedster]

@ofbrainsofsteel 

[I knew Patty's and my history would be coming up sooner or later... Multiple times, I'm guessing. I braced myself for it. Well, as much as one could considering Joe laid this shock of a new co-worker on me at the last possible minute so I didn't have time to make a run for it before Patty arrived. Regardless, Patty and I would be working together... Literally in the same office together, so I couldn't exactly hide form her. Meaning we would eventually need to hash things out between us. This I was preparing myself for... I just didn't expect it to come up quite this soon] I'm sorry, Patty. The last thing I wanted to do was to drive you away. I know it doesn't seem like it, but I really did fall for you. I just have areas in my life that I don't really talk about with people. Things in my life that I can't really share with others. [It was obviously the fact that I was The Flash, and even though I wanted to let Patty in and tell her the truth about that, for her own safety and well being, I knew I couldn't. If something happened to her, I would go out of my mind, but if I was the reason she got hurt, I'd never be able to forgive myself. All of which I wished I could explain to Patty, but I knew I couldn't. I had to protect her; even if it meant her and I not being able to be anything more than colleagues] For what it's worth, I really did care about you, so I'm sorry that I hurt you, Patty. [I shared genuinely as I did as she instructed; retrieving my kit and the files too as I shifted up onto my feet, so the two of us could leave the headquarters in order to make our way to the crime scenes] So, just out of curiosity, what made you decide to return to Central City? I mean, I know the job, but I guess I'm a little surprised you agreed to take it given that you'd be stuck working so closely to me on a daily basis. [I asked. I don't know, maybe a part of me wondering if I played any factor at all in her return. Doubtful given what she had just shared, but I still couldn't help but to wonder. Then again, did it really matter? I mean, even if feelings were still there, we couldn't exactly do anything about it. Nothing had changed since I was still The Flash and couldn't tell her that, so the lies, excuses, and broken dates would just end up breaking us up again, so it's not really worth considering. I silently reminded myself as we exited the lab, made our way downstairs, and then ultimately toward the elevator so we could exit CCPD]

@starlabsspeedster

Leaving; it was the only way to be okay. To heal the pain Patty felt. When she left Central City over two years ago she never could’ve anticipated the day she’d be forced to return. Don’t get her wrong she enjoyed the city; she enjoyed working at NYPD; she was smart. She knew the how to cracking a case. That’s not why she was nervous. It was the who she knew she’d have an awkward run in with. Patty left and took the Program in Midway City it was far enough from the thought of getting kidnapped again. It was far enough from the day to day lies. Patty was witty; she was smart she knew when to fall into excuses and when the truth was right in front of her. 

And Barry Allen the CSI; the guy that helped her find footing in Central City; who helped her get on Joe West’s good side. He was full of mystery. He was someone I was keen on; he was smart; he was that dorky cute. He knew how to make a lame joke to force a smile. He would stare at me as if I was the only girl in the world. I felt special; I felt those bangs of flutter each time I thought of him. He was a good guy; but he also was full of shit. I stopped believing his day to day lies way before I left town. Except he had no idea I had put the dots together. How was he always present right after a kidnapping? A robbery just you name it right after the flash had finished saving the day? I remembered the moment I figured it all; it was the night of the gala. The night we were dancing on the dance floor his arm wrapped around me; and my own arm around his neck dancing; melting away within each other. I didn’t want to be anywhere else but with him. And then someone threatened the night; and Barry got squirmy; he made his lame excuse of having to go check on Joe. Which would’ve been believable if the flash hadn’t appeared seconds later. 

I knew; and I tried to hint to him to trust me, to let me in. And each time I got told “ It’s okay.” And he’d look at me with those dreamy eyes of his and all my thoughts melted away. I left for myself; for my career but a piece of me was always in Central City; with him. Not that Barry ever thought of me because come on; he was brilliant, he was handsome, he was also the hero of the city. I admired him even if it stung that the trust between us was never reciprocated. I healed; I moved on with my life. I spent my time talking to new people, I worked my ass off in the courses; at the lab to be the new upcoming CSI. I had my own kit now; which was thrilling I felt the excitement inside of me when I packed up my las clothing into my suitcase. 

I remembered when I got the phone call an hour ago from Joe West himself. I answered with a polite Hello. Small talk as he said he needed help and heard I passed with flying colors here at midway. I was honored; considering our rocky relationship when I was living in Central City. He told me there’s been a sting of murders; each one left a hat behind; each time same kind different color. I asked why Barry couldn’t handle it because I’m sassy like that. He made a quip that Barry asked for an extra hand but he was quite busy. I rolled my eyes with an “ Sure” Mumbled more to myself. I said I’d be there. 

Back to the place I ran from, the person I ran from. I kept tabs on Flash; I wanted to hold onto the clippings; I wanted to be proud of Barry even if he never felt he could be honest with me. A simper over bare lips as I closed my suitcase. Patty was close to the train station; she had bag in one hand; and ticket in the other as she stepped outside. The train would be here within an hour. A fast track; hearts come running home. Gripping her suitcase tightly she wheeled herself to the station; it was small. Benches on the pavement; the ringing to indicate when a train was approaching. Patty lowered herself to a bench as she sat comfortably. 

An hour close to passing; when she saw the star train approach, exhaling lowly the female stood to her feet and stepped aboard the train. Leather seats as she placed her bag on top above her. Heels hit the carpet as she lowered down into the window seat. Her preferred seating. I wonder how he is.. Will it be okay I’m coming back? I hoped Joe told him. Leaning my head against the window eyes fluttered shut; heart pounding against my chest. 

How? How does one act fine? When the truth was all I could think about? It was easy to pretend in Midway; but did I have the will power now to lie to Barry?

[starlabsspeedster]

@ofbrainsofsteel 

It could be the same person. [I started to say as I chose my words carefully. Knowing I had worked so hard to keep Patty in the dark about me being The Flash, so I didn't want to give insight that a normal forensic guy wouldn't be able to find purely with /human/ knowledge and instinct versus what a speedster with heightened abilities could put together] The similarities at each crime scene seem to point to it being the same person. [I casually added as I leaned back slightly in my desk chair, so Patty could look over the files I had on the cases] Yeah, we can check out the crime scene. I'm not sure how much is left for us to investigate, but we can definitely take a look. Maybe you'll see something that Joe and I missed before. [I aired out as a means of letting her know that I had confidence in her abilities. My head giving a nod though when I heard her retort about Joe's way of thinking. Something telling me her logic was a big part of the reason he recruited her to join us here] Yeah, probably that, too. Yes, although Joe always thought highly of you as his partner, he also caught on to the spark you and I had between us, so he might just be not so subtly trying to play matchmaker with us now. [I chuckled lightly. Feeling a bit uncomfortable at this topic of conversation. I mean, don't get me wrong, I was still head over heels for Patty. My heart was hers. That hadn't changed, but what also hasn't changed is the fact that I am The Flash, and I can't tell her that. It was lies that drove us apart from each other before, but for her own safety, I couldn't tell her who I was. All that to say, the lies would just end up keeping us apart all over again if we did try] Joe means well, but he should stick to solving crimes and managing his own love life. [I added through another awkward chuckle before quickly changing the subject] Anyway, ready to go check out the crime scenes?

@starlabsspeedster

Leaving; it was the only way to be okay. To heal the pain Patty felt. When she left Central City over two years ago she never could’ve anticipated the day she’d be forced to return. Don’t get her wrong she enjoyed the city; she enjoyed working at NYPD; she was smart. She knew the how to cracking a case. That’s not why she was nervous. It was the who she knew she’d have an awkward run in with. Patty left and took the Program in Midway City it was far enough from the thought of getting kidnapped again. It was far enough from the day to day lies. Patty was witty; she was smart she knew when to fall into excuses and when the truth was right in front of her. 

And Barry Allen the CSI; the guy that helped her find footing in Central City; who helped her get on Joe West’s good side. He was full of mystery. He was someone I was keen on; he was smart; he was that dorky cute. He knew how to make a lame joke to force a smile. He would stare at me as if I was the only girl in the world. I felt special; I felt those bangs of flutter each time I thought of him. He was a good guy; but he also was full of shit. I stopped believing his day to day lies way before I left town. Except he had no idea I had put the dots together. How was he always present right after a kidnapping? A robbery just you name it right after the flash had finished saving the day? I remembered the moment I figured it all; it was the night of the gala. The night we were dancing on the dance floor his arm wrapped around me; and my own arm around his neck dancing; melting away within each other. I didn’t want to be anywhere else but with him. And then someone threatened the night; and Barry got squirmy; he made his lame excuse of having to go check on Joe. Which would’ve been believable if the flash hadn’t appeared seconds later. 

I knew; and I tried to hint to him to trust me, to let me in. And each time I got told “ It’s okay.” And he’d look at me with those dreamy eyes of his and all my thoughts melted away. I left for myself; for my career but a piece of me was always in Central City; with him. Not that Barry ever thought of me because come on; he was brilliant, he was handsome, he was also the hero of the city. I admired him even if it stung that the trust between us was never reciprocated. I healed; I moved on with my life. I spent my time talking to new people, I worked my ass off in the courses; at the lab to be the new upcoming CSI. I had my own kit now; which was thrilling I felt the excitement inside of me when I packed up my las clothing into my suitcase. 

I remembered when I got the phone call an hour ago from Joe West himself. I answered with a polite Hello. Small talk as he said he needed help and heard I passed with flying colors here at midway. I was honored; considering our rocky relationship when I was living in Central City. He told me there’s been a sting of murders; each one left a hat behind; each time same kind different color. I asked why Barry couldn’t handle it because I’m sassy like that. He made a quip that Barry asked for an extra hand but he was quite busy. I rolled my eyes with an “ Sure” Mumbled more to myself. I said I’d be there. 

Back to the place I ran from, the person I ran from. I kept tabs on Flash; I wanted to hold onto the clippings; I wanted to be proud of Barry even if he never felt he could be honest with me. A simper over bare lips as I closed my suitcase. Patty was close to the train station; she had bag in one hand; and ticket in the other as she stepped outside. The train would be here within an hour. A fast track; hearts come running home. Gripping her suitcase tightly she wheeled herself to the station; it was small. Benches on the pavement; the ringing to indicate when a train was approaching. Patty lowered herself to a bench as she sat comfortably. 

An hour close to passing; when she saw the star train approach, exhaling lowly the female stood to her feet and stepped aboard the train. Leather seats as she placed her bag on top above her. Heels hit the carpet as she lowered down into the window seat. Her preferred seating. I wonder how he is.. Will it be okay I’m coming back? I hoped Joe told him. Leaning my head against the window eyes fluttered shut; heart pounding against my chest. 

How? How does one act fine? When the truth was all I could think about? It was easy to pretend in Midway; but did I have the will power now to lie to Barry?

[starlabsspeedster]

@ofbrainsofsteel 

[I was nervous, to say the least. I assumed Patty was too... Or maybe that was wishful thinking, on my part, given our history and how we left things with one another when she relocated to Midway. I didn’t know about Patty, but personally, I hadn’t gotten over her. A fact that was immediately confirmed in my mind and heart when she stepped into the CSI office. In normal Barry fashion, I made my nervousness crystal clear to anyone in listening range as I rambled on like an idiot. Take a breath, Barry. Breathe. I silently chastised myself as I ultimately yammered on like a chattering monkey about things like staplers and tape dispensers. Good thing Patty was used to my nervous rambling or else she probably would have changed her mind already and left, as a result. Eventually I managed to shift the topic of conversation to our job; specifically with mention of the CSI cases I was currently working on. Don’t get me wrong, I wasn’t sure how it was going to go with us working so closely with one another on these cases, but given that Joe made the executive decision to bring her back here to partner up with me, I didn’t exactly have another choice, did I? I thought to myself as I lowered myself down at my own desk then fiddled like a fool with the files as Patty spoke up in reply. It admittedly stung to hear her talk about how good Midway was for her, and how glad she was to have left here. Don’t get me wrong, I was happy for her, but hearing her gloat about it just reminded me that her choice to relocate to Midway was the reason we ended up breaking up with one another. A thought I’d keep to myself for now, since there was no point in airing out our torrid history with one another one her first day back in Central City] Oh yeah... Have a look... [I started to say as I passed one of the files over toward her so she could look at it] This one has to do with some strange mixture of gasses that these people inhaled and died instantly. [I briefly explained before glancing at another file that I also put in front of her] And this one involves some kind electricity involved deaths, but what’s strange is there was an extra set of shadowed impression left on the closest wall with each death scene... Leading me to wonder if the thing electrocuting people isn’t actually a thing, but rather a person. [I explained; figuring those two cases were enough to lay on her for now. Let’s see how well we can solve these two... You know, from a human CSI perspective, as oppose to the intel I often bring to the case as The Flash] And for the record, Joe always believed in you. When you joined the CCPD, he had just lost his last partner, so I think he was worried the same would happen to you. Trust me though, if he didn’t believe in you, or think you were good at your job, trust me, he would have had you transferred to someone else.

@starlabsspeedster

Leaving; it was the only way to be okay. To heal the pain Patty felt. When she left Central City over two years ago she never could’ve anticipated the day she’d be forced to return. Don’t get her wrong she enjoyed the city; she enjoyed working at NYPD; she was smart. She knew the how to cracking a case. That’s not why she was nervous. It was the who she knew she’d have an awkward run in with. Patty left and took the Program in Midway City it was far enough from the thought of getting kidnapped again. It was far enough from the day to day lies. Patty was witty; she was smart she knew when to fall into excuses and when the truth was right in front of her. 

And Barry Allen the CSI; the guy that helped her find footing in Central City; who helped her get on Joe West’s good side. He was full of mystery. He was someone I was keen on; he was smart; he was that dorky cute. He knew how to make a lame joke to force a smile. He would stare at me as if I was the only girl in the world. I felt special; I felt those bangs of flutter each time I thought of him. He was a good guy; but he also was full of shit. I stopped believing his day to day lies way before I left town. Except he had no idea I had put the dots together. How was he always present right after a kidnapping? A robbery just you name it right after the flash had finished saving the day? I remembered the moment I figured it all; it was the night of the gala. The night we were dancing on the dance floor his arm wrapped around me; and my own arm around his neck dancing; melting away within each other. I didn’t want to be anywhere else but with him. And then someone threatened the night; and Barry got squirmy; he made his lame excuse of having to go check on Joe. Which would’ve been believable if the flash hadn’t appeared seconds later. 

I knew; and I tried to hint to him to trust me, to let me in. And each time I got told “ It’s okay.” And he’d look at me with those dreamy eyes of his and all my thoughts melted away. I left for myself; for my career but a piece of me was always in Central City; with him. Not that Barry ever thought of me because come on; he was brilliant, he was handsome, he was also the hero of the city. I admired him even if it stung that the trust between us was never reciprocated. I healed; I moved on with my life. I spent my time talking to new people, I worked my ass off in the courses; at the lab to be the new upcoming CSI. I had my own kit now; which was thrilling I felt the excitement inside of me when I packed up my las clothing into my suitcase. 

I remembered when I got the phone call an hour ago from Joe West himself. I answered with a polite Hello. Small talk as he said he needed help and heard I passed with flying colors here at midway. I was honored; considering our rocky relationship when I was living in Central City. He told me there’s been a sting of murders; each one left a hat behind; each time same kind different color. I asked why Barry couldn’t handle it because I’m sassy like that. He made a quip that Barry asked for an extra hand but he was quite busy. I rolled my eyes with an “ Sure” Mumbled more to myself. I said I’d be there. 

Back to the place I ran from, the person I ran from. I kept tabs on Flash; I wanted to hold onto the clippings; I wanted to be proud of Barry even if he never felt he could be honest with me. A simper over bare lips as I closed my suitcase. Patty was close to the train station; she had bag in one hand; and ticket in the other as she stepped outside. The train would be here within an hour. A fast track; hearts come running home. Gripping her suitcase tightly she wheeled herself to the station; it was small. Benches on the pavement; the ringing to indicate when a train was approaching. Patty lowered herself to a bench as she sat comfortably. 

An hour close to passing; when she saw the star train approach, exhaling lowly the female stood to her feet and stepped aboard the train. Leather seats as she placed her bag on top above her. Heels hit the carpet as she lowered down into the window seat. Her preferred seating. I wonder how he is.. Will it be okay I’m coming back? I hoped Joe told him. Leaning my head against the window eyes fluttered shut; heart pounding against my chest. 

How? How does one act fine? When the truth was all I could think about? It was easy to pretend in Midway; but did I have the will power now to lie to Barry?

[starlabsspeedster]

@ofbrainsofsteel 

[The second I heard the elevator ding, I knew it was Patty. Sure, it could have been Joe, or Iris, or Captain Singh, or literally anyone else who works here at the precinct, but in my gut, I knew it was Patty. The thought no sooner coming to mind when I heard her familiar voice exhaling a faux cough as a way of letting me know she was here, before she said my name. At that, a light breath left my lips as I put the case file back down onto my desk, and then awkwardly shifted up onto my feet] Patty! Oh, hey! Great to see you! [I said as I awkwardly and nervously approached her. My arms extending with the intention of greeting her with a hug. You know, like olds friends, type of hug, even though we were actually ex’s, so a hug was probably just weird for us both. Then again, her being here for a job... In the CSI department, of all places, was weird in itself, so I justified that we just needed to fake it until we make it, or else this was going to be a total nightmare for us both] So, how have you been? [I asked in casual conversation as I retracted from the hug, then stepped back toward my desk. Barely giving her the chance to answer my question before I nervously and awkwardly started to blurt out] So, this is the CSI department office, which obviously you already know because you worked here... Well, not here in this department or office, specifically, but I mean here as in the precinct. Anyway, that’s your desk. I put the basics there for now... [Picking up the stapler from her desk in one hand and the tape dispenser in the other; holding them up for her to see as I continued blabbering on like a chattering monkey] I mean, you can always use a stapler and tape dispenser, right? There’s pen and such in the center drawer too. [I chattered out as I placed the stapler and tape dispenser back on her desk, then stepped back over toward my own] You can obviously decorate your desk however you want, though. [Take a breath, Barry. I silently told myself since I knew I was taking the whole uncomfortable dorky thing to a whole new level right now. I couldn’t help it, though. Patty was someone I was in love with... A part of me had never gotten over her either, so the idea of us working together again, especially in the same office and department, felt unsettling to me. Oh yeah, Joe was going to get one hell of an earful for this later. That much was for sure] There are a few cases I’ve been working on this week, if you want to join in, but I know you just got here, so feel free to get settled in first. No pressure or rush. [I said as I sat back down at my desk; taking a sip of water because I was feeling a little dehydrated, at the moment. No wonder given all of the fast talking I had just done from the second Patty walked into this office area]

@starlabsspeedster

Leaving; it was the only way to be okay. To heal the pain Patty felt. When she left Central City over two years ago she never could’ve anticipated the day she’d be forced to return. Don’t get her wrong she enjoyed the city; she enjoyed working at NYPD; she was smart. She knew the how to cracking a case. That’s not why she was nervous. It was the who she knew she’d have an awkward run in with. Patty left and took the Program in Midway City it was far enough from the thought of getting kidnapped again. It was far enough from the day to day lies. Patty was witty; she was smart she knew when to fall into excuses and when the truth was right in front of her. 

And Barry Allen the CSI; the guy that helped her find footing in Central City; who helped her get on Joe West’s good side. He was full of mystery. He was someone I was keen on; he was smart; he was that dorky cute. He knew how to make a lame joke to force a smile. He would stare at me as if I was the only girl in the world. I felt special; I felt those bangs of flutter each time I thought of him. He was a good guy; but he also was full of shit. I stopped believing his day to day lies way before I left town. Except he had no idea I had put the dots together. How was he always present right after a kidnapping? A robbery just you name it right after the flash had finished saving the day? I remembered the moment I figured it all; it was the night of the gala. The night we were dancing on the dance floor his arm wrapped around me; and my own arm around his neck dancing; melting away within each other. I didn’t want to be anywhere else but with him. And then someone threatened the night; and Barry got squirmy; he made his lame excuse of having to go check on Joe. Which would’ve been believable if the flash hadn’t appeared seconds later. 

I knew; and I tried to hint to him to trust me, to let me in. And each time I got told “ It’s okay.” And he’d look at me with those dreamy eyes of his and all my thoughts melted away. I left for myself; for my career but a piece of me was always in Central City; with him. Not that Barry ever thought of me because come on; he was brilliant, he was handsome, he was also the hero of the city. I admired him even if it stung that the trust between us was never reciprocated. I healed; I moved on with my life. I spent my time talking to new people, I worked my ass off in the courses; at the lab to be the new upcoming CSI. I had my own kit now; which was thrilling I felt the excitement inside of me when I packed up my las clothing into my suitcase. 

I remembered when I got the phone call an hour ago from Joe West himself. I answered with a polite Hello. Small talk as he said he needed help and heard I passed with flying colors here at midway. I was honored; considering our rocky relationship when I was living in Central City. He told me there’s been a sting of murders; each one left a hat behind; each time same kind different color. I asked why Barry couldn’t handle it because I’m sassy like that. He made a quip that Barry asked for an extra hand but he was quite busy. I rolled my eyes with an “ Sure” Mumbled more to myself. I said I’d be there. 

Back to the place I ran from, the person I ran from. I kept tabs on Flash; I wanted to hold onto the clippings; I wanted to be proud of Barry even if he never felt he could be honest with me. A simper over bare lips as I closed my suitcase. Patty was close to the train station; she had bag in one hand; and ticket in the other as she stepped outside. The train would be here within an hour. A fast track; hearts come running home. Gripping her suitcase tightly she wheeled herself to the station; it was small. Benches on the pavement; the ringing to indicate when a train was approaching. Patty lowered herself to a bench as she sat comfortably. 

An hour close to passing; when she saw the star train approach, exhaling lowly the female stood to her feet and stepped aboard the train. Leather seats as she placed her bag on top above her. Heels hit the carpet as she lowered down into the window seat. Her preferred seating. I wonder how he is.. Will it be okay I’m coming back? I hoped Joe told him. Leaning my head against the window eyes fluttered shut; heart pounding against my chest. 

How? How does one act fine? When the truth was all I could think about? It was easy to pretend in Midway; but did I have the will power now to lie to Barry?

[starlabsspeedster]

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[Patty Spivot. The one who got away, you could say. Don’t get me wrong... I was used to be the “friend-zoned” guy. I was the friend... the listening ear... the shoulder to cry on, but it was rare for the girl I liked to ever reciprocate feelings for me. For years I had been hung up on Iris, but she only ever saw me as a brother sort of figure and best friend. Nothing romantic, though. A few other girls I liked and it was the same thing. I was the friend. The guy they came to for advice about guys, but never the guy they wanted to date. Then Patty Spivot came along, and I guess you could say, I was so used to being tossed in the “friend zone” that I didn’t initially notice Patty, at first. Sure, she was beautiful, funny, and she had a really attractive spunky side about her, but she was also Joe’s partner at the CCPD, so I told myself she was off limits. In time I did realize she actually liked me. Okay, okay, technically it was Joe who spelled it out for me, and then Iris who confirmed it, but once I knew for sure, I mustered up the courage to ask her out on a date. Given that a meta attack from earlier in the day had left me basically blind on our first date, I had a sinking feeling it would be our first and last date with each other. Lucky for me though, Patty found it charming? I guess that was the word. Whatever she’d call it, we did go out on another date, and then another, and the rest was history. I had fallen in love with Patty. To the point that I was prepared to tell her that I was The Flash. Patty had been so patient with me during all of my canceled dates and random disappearances, so I felt I owed her this. Besides, this secret was one I only ever shared with the people I loved, so I figured she’d take it as a compliment. Then before I had the chance to tell her my secret, she dropped the bomb on me that she was relocating to Midway. Okay, so obviously I was happy for her to be accepted into the prestigious CSI school there, but at the same point, I couldn’t help but to feel disappointed that the woman I loved was moving so far away from me; ending our relationship as a result...

Once she left Central City, we basically lost all communication with one another. It made sense given the awkwardness of a break up. A fact that Joe seemed to overlook when he approached me in my CSI office with one of those looks... That look I knew so well] Okay, out with it. What happened? [I asked since I knew the look he was giving me now told me he did something, or something happened, and I was either going to end up mad or upset by it. Then Joe would make a retort of some kind, pat me on the shoulder, and tell me to suck it up and get over it, or a speech along those lines] “Singh pulled some strings and found money in the budget for us to bring in a second CSI. Not that you’re getting behind or anything, but this way, while you’re focusing on your other job position, we’ll call it, the other CSI can deal with the paper work and whatever.” [Okay, so although I didn’t like sharing responsibility up here with another person, and I liked the idea of sharing my workspace up here even less, so far I didn’t see or hear a reason for that look he gave me when he first entered] Okay... It’s not so bad so far. Not great news and I’m not thrilled at having to share my work space, but so far, I’m not seeing the catch. What detail are you leaving out, Joe? [Just out with it. Enough beating around the bush, because the sooner I knew, the sooner I could lash out and then slowly warm up to the idea. I thought to myself as Joe, more or less, dropped the bomb. My mouth gaping slightly and I shook my head as he finally spilled it] “I placed a call to an old friend of ours... Patty Spivot. She graduated at the top of her class, and I figured since we already know how well you two work together, might as well bring in someone we can trust.” [My lips pursed tightly and my brows furrowed] So the fact that she’s my ex-girlfriend and this could be ridiculously awkward for us both never crossed your mind, Joe? [I asked. Obviously annoyed that he didn’t run this by me first. Joe chuckled in response as he gave my shoulder one of his infamous pats] “You haven’t dated since Patty left, so maybe you should consider if there’s something to it. And as far as the awkwardness goes, it will pass. You’ll see. Anyway, she’ll be here later, so be the nice guy I know you can be and be hospitable.” [Joe said unapologetically before adding] “Oh, and maybe clean up in here a bit, and make room for another desk before she arrives.” [Joe said through a knowing grin before leaving my work space. At that, I expelled a sigh; ensuring nobody was around before I moved at Flash speed to tidy up the work space, and then bring in a desk and chair for her. No, I wasn’t all that thrilled about this, since I knew facing Patty would be awkward, but it was a done deal, it seemed, so I might as well just face facts and deal with it. I thought to myself as I added some desk supplies and organizers to Patty’s new desk before taking a seat at my own, so I could work through a few files until she arrived]

@starlabsspeedster

Leaving; it was the only way to be okay. To heal the pain Patty felt. When she left Central City over two years ago she never could’ve anticipated the day she’d be forced to return. Don’t get her wrong she enjoyed the city; she enjoyed working at NYPD; she was smart. She knew the how to cracking a case. That’s not why she was nervous. It was the who she knew she’d have an awkward run in with. Patty left and took the Program in Midway City it was far enough from the thought of getting kidnapped again. It was far enough from the day to day lies. Patty was witty; she was smart she knew when to fall into excuses and when the truth was right in front of her. 

And Barry Allen the CSI; the guy that helped her find footing in Central City; who helped her get on Joe West’s good side. He was full of mystery. He was someone I was keen on; he was smart; he was that dorky cute. He knew how to make a lame joke to force a smile. He would stare at me as if I was the only girl in the world. I felt special; I felt those bangs of flutter each time I thought of him. He was a good guy; but he also was full of shit. I stopped believing his day to day lies way before I left town. Except he had no idea I had put the dots together. How was he always present right after a kidnapping? A robbery just you name it right after the flash had finished saving the day? I remembered the moment I figured it all; it was the night of the gala. The night we were dancing on the dance floor his arm wrapped around me; and my own arm around his neck dancing; melting away within each other. I didn’t want to be anywhere else but with him. And then someone threatened the night; and Barry got squirmy; he made his lame excuse of having to go check on Joe. Which would’ve been believable if the flash hadn’t appeared seconds later. 

I knew; and I tried to hint to him to trust me, to let me in. And each time I got told “ It’s okay.” And he’d look at me with those dreamy eyes of his and all my thoughts melted away. I left for myself; for my career but a piece of me was always in Central City; with him. Not that Barry ever thought of me because come on; he was brilliant, he was handsome, he was also the hero of the city. I admired him even if it stung that the trust between us was never reciprocated. I healed; I moved on with my life. I spent my time talking to new people, I worked my ass off in the courses; at the lab to be the new upcoming CSI. I had my own kit now; which was thrilling I felt the excitement inside of me when I packed up my las clothing into my suitcase. 

I remembered when I got the phone call an hour ago from Joe West himself. I answered with a polite Hello. Small talk as he said he needed help and heard I passed with flying colors here at midway. I was honored; considering our rocky relationship when I was living in Central City. He told me there’s been a sting of murders; each one left a hat behind; each time same kind different color. I asked why Barry couldn’t handle it because I’m sassy like that. He made a quip that Barry asked for an extra hand but he was quite busy. I rolled my eyes with an “ Sure” Mumbled more to myself. I said I’d be there. 

Back to the place I ran from, the person I ran from. I kept tabs on Flash; I wanted to hold onto the clippings; I wanted to be proud of Barry even if he never felt he could be honest with me. A simper over bare lips as I closed my suitcase. Patty was close to the train station; she had bag in one hand; and ticket in the other as she stepped outside. The train would be here within an hour. A fast track; hearts come running home. Gripping her suitcase tightly she wheeled herself to the station; it was small. Benches on the pavement; the ringing to indicate when a train was approaching. Patty lowered herself to a bench as she sat comfortably. 

An hour close to passing; when she saw the star train approach, exhaling lowly the female stood to her feet and stepped aboard the train. Leather seats as she placed her bag on top above her. Heels hit the carpet as she lowered down into the window seat. Her preferred seating. I wonder how he is.. Will it be okay I’m coming back? I hoped Joe told him. Leaning my head against the window eyes fluttered shut; heart pounding against my chest. 

How? How does one act fine? When the truth was all I could think about? It was easy to pretend in Midway; but did I have the will power now to lie to Barry?