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I'm gonna be a little late. Had to run into work on my day off for a bit.

The text was sent at around 5pm and it wasn't exactly a lie. It just had nothing to do with CCPD work. It had to do with stopping a train from derailing. And now he was waiting for a bruise over his left eye to heal before he could show up. Because it would be gone in 30 minutes max and if his bruise disappeared while he was having dinner with her it might seem suspicious.

He was just glad Caitlin and Harry had managed to create an anti venom for the chameleon's venom so quickly or he would have had to call off the date entirely. He still had no leads on who killed the chameleon or what went down in that bar. If he didn't know better, it had been Snart's Cold gun, but he was off with the Legends fixing time. Whatever had done it, made sure the Meta wouldn't get back up.

It was roughly 6:45 when he finally showed up at he place in a dress shirt and waistcoat with matching slacks. He had a bottle of wine in one arm and a bouquet of flowers in the other. He knocked on her apartment door, careful not to drop anything.

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She shifted to face him a little more, hands in her lap. His hands were warm on her skin, her arms bare in the dress with its thin straps. There was a heaviness in her chest at how worried he sounded, and worrying about how best to explain tore at her.

"My regeneration healed the wounds, and I think it fought off the worst of the venom's effects. It did much worse to Leonard, I had to drag him in--" Claire stopped short, blushing. "He, uh. He didn't want me to tell. Let's just say he and I are even when it comes to saving one another's lives." Since Barry knew that Snart had been there, she hoped he could put it together on his own. If he knew about the ship already, it wasn't really revealing a secret. Yeah, it was kind of a loophole, but it was the best she could do to honor Snart's wishes, and she owed him at least that much.

The look in Barry's eyes was intense, it almost startled her how they just barely seemed to crackle and glow. Yellow, somehow similar to the red she'd seen with Thawne...

That couldn't be a coincidence, could it? She wasn't going to worry about it now, not when he was so worried about her. Not to mention, Thawne was a secret she had to keep even more closely guarded than her time aboard the Waverider.

"I'm still kind of freaked out about it, if I'm honest. It was scary - I've never really experienced anything like that before. Physically, though, I'm all better." He likely had no idea what a testament it was to how much she really liked him if she was admitting that she was scared. She lifted a hand to gently touch his cheek and offered what she hoped was a reassuring smile. "Takes a lot more than that to keep me down."

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It would, of course, do much worse to Leonard. As formidable as Snart was, he wasn't a Meta. So, like Harry, the venom would've hit him hard. The fact that she wasn't telling him that Snart was dead meant that Gideon had a remedy for him, which was probably what she was dancing around saying. The tension in his shoulders eased up some and he let his hands slide down her arms some to rest just above her elbows. The dim crackles in his eyes died down as he let go of the Speed Force.

"I'm glad you were there for him, too. Thanks for saving him. He's a decent guy, deep down." Barry insisted, looking her over with a softer gaze this time. More just taking in her features. But as soon as she started talking about being freaked out, he pulled her into his arms and hugged her tight.

"Hey, it's okay. We all get freaked out. You said you're not a Meta. Do you wanna talk about it or not? If getting it off your chest will help calm that panic, I've been told I'm a great listener. If it won't, I'm also a great cuddler. We can just cuddle, and I can hold you until you're less freaked."

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Claire didn't love admitting weakness, but maybe with Barry it wasn't so bad. He did give excellent hugs, after all. She snuggled in close, arms slipping around his middle, head dropping to his shoulder with a content sigh.

Yeah, she could get used to this.

"He saved my butt out there, he's got my stamp of approval," she chuckled softly, then turned more thoughtful. "When he saw me heal, he said I should tell you. That you needed to know, and you'd understand. Or... you might slip through my fingers."

Even as she'd already been planning to tell Barry, those words had continued to be heavy motivation to do it sooner rather than later. Yet still there was the fear that had always come with telling anyone she cared for about it. He was handling it far better than most.

It was hard to be upset about anything with his arms around her.

"Talking about what I am is the easy part. Admitting I'm scared is harder." Claire's voice was soft, now tinged with amusement. She felt lighter with that secret off her chest. If he was going to hold her through it, she wasn't in any hurry to let go.

"I'm an evolved human. Kind of like a Meta, but most of us were born with our powers except for those who were given that formula I told you about at Jitters. We all have abilities. Powers, I guess." It had never felt like a power to her, so she rarely referred to it as such. "Mine is that I heal. They call it rapid cell regeneration. Up until that Meta, I thought I was immune to any sort of toxin or drug. Heck, I can't even get drunk."

She paused, giggling nervously. "Sorry... the wine is still really nice."

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He tucked her in close and held her tight. Barry tipped his head so his temple was rested against her head as he listened to her. "He's... a nuisance." Barry laughed softly. "My last two relationships ended because I couldn't stand to see them in danger. Maybe he thought a healing ability would sway me after finding out you'd been attacked." It was almost scary how well Snart knew him. But profiling was something Leonard did exceptionally well. "I'm dangerous to be around."

"It's always hard to admit when we're scared. But everyone gets scared and I can definitely see how that would be terrifying when you've found yourself invulnerable up until then." He pressed a soft kiss to the side of her head.

"All the powers here are new. None of the Metas were born with them. But don't worry about the wine. Hypermetabolism does that. The flavour should compliment dinner, that was the main reason I brought it."

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"That makes two of us, though things had calmed down for me quite a lot before I moved here." Maybe that was because she'd been on the run for so long. She hadn't had much in the way of a permanent residence since the Ferris wheel jump. Sure, she'd stay somewhere a few months at most, in a barebones apartment or going from motel to motel, but she didn't let herself settle down.

Claire felt herself relaxing even more as he held her. He did say he wanted to tell her dad she'd be safe with him. Somehow, she felt like she would be. As safe as someone like her could manage, anyway. Certainly better than being on her own.

No one else came to mind, either, when she tried to think of someone who made her feel the way Barry did. The giddy rush she felt with him hadn't happened for quite a while. She thought she might turn into a puddle when he kissed her head, and she didn't realize until now that it was a feeling she'd sorely missed. For so long she'd been preparing to just be alone. Maybe she didn't have to be.

"My healing manifested about... ten years ago?" It was always a guessing game; that time in her life became a blur not long after she first noticed herself healing. "I just wanted to get prepped for Homecoming, then suddenly I'm a freak show and my life and everyone I care about are in danger. Talk about worst nightmares in high school."

She could laugh about it now, thanks to the passage of time and having grown up considerably since then. "I don't think of myself as a freak show anymore, but at the time, I was afraid I'd get kicked off the cheerleading squad and my social life as I knew it would end. Things you worry about when you're sixteen, I guess."

What did have to end, for the moment, was snuggle time. Claire jumped a little as the oven timer went off, then broke away with a sheepish grin. "That damn thing startles me every time," she complained, but her tone was more affectionate than truly annoyed. "C'mon, the second-best cure for talking about a bunch of serious and sad stuff is pizza." She grabbed her glass of wine and led the way back to the kitchen.

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Fortunately his powers hadn't come about until after he'd graduated college. So he didn't have to worry about getting kicked off any teams or anything with superspeed. Even if he wasn't using it, you just knew he'd be accused of it if he was at all successful.

"Hey, you're not a freak show." Barry objected then jumped right along with her when the timer went off. He let her go as she moved to get up, then snagged his glass as well, following her back into the kitchen. Now he was in the awkward position of, should he tell her that he's the Flash or should he just let that go for now? She'd confided in him her secret and obviously Snart thought she was worth keeping around or he wouldn't have pressed that she keep him in the loop about her abilities.

"--after all, if you're a freak show, then so am I." The words left his mouth before he'd even made up his mind. "I'm a Meta."

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She'd just turned the timer off when Barry revealed a secret of his own. Amidst her surprise, she managed to get the pizza out of the oven without dropping it or burning herself. (She even used oven gloves!) It wasn't until she set the hot pan down on the stovetop that she turned to look at him. Safety first, and all.

"You-- really?" Maybe it wasn't that much of a surprise, Claire thought, given that he'd been talking about working with Metas so he was clearly familiar with them. And, that curious glow of lightning in his eyes. Leonard had been careful not to give it away. It wasn't his secret to tell, just like he'd said about her regeneration. He was right, of course Barry would understand. Surging past the mild shock, though, was a rush of affection. That kind of mutual trust was more than enough to make her realize she was well and truly falling in love.

It would take moment or two before their dinner cooled down enough to serve, so she stepped over to take his hand... only to realize she still had the oven mitts on. A giggle erupted before she could stop them as she pulled them off and rested her hand on Barry's forearm, her smile softening.

"I would've understood if you kept that to yourself a while longer. I wouldn't want you to feel like you had to, just 'cause I told you mine. But, I'm really glad you could trust me enough to tell me tonight," she told him with a content sigh. The hearteyes were on full display; she felt so full of joy that she could burst, even as her tone got a little more serious when she said, "I will never betray that trust."

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"I don't want to hide who I am from you." Barry knew it wouldn't be long before he either admitted straight up that he was the Flash or that she put the pieces together. But for the moment, he was content just to laugh with her when she reached out to take his hands with the mitts still on.

"I am falling for you, hard, Claire." He admitted. "I've done the whole keep it a secret thing and that doesn't work. I want us to work." He reached up and cupped the side of her face gently. "I didn't feel pressured to. I wanted to. When I'm running, I run the fastest when I'm running for someone I love. I know that probably doesn't make any sense to you right now, but it will. I can show you." Quite the opposite of Thawne who runs on hatred.

Her heart eyes weren't the only ones on full display. Barry was completely infatuated.

this took a turn, and i hope it doesn't mess up any plans you might have had! D:

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Running for someone I love made perfect sense to her, the moment he said it. Thawne had told her how he ran for hate, while The Flash ran for love. It was quite the bout of emotional whiplash, from all but melting at Barry's confession of love and his hand on her face, to all the pieces slotting together.

Those conversations came flooding back, about how much Eobard hated The Flash, and all the terrible things he'd done to The Flash... to Barry. It had been one thing to think about all of that in an abstract way, happening to someone she didn't know. Sure, she empathized, but not having both sides of the story and being thoroughly charmed by Eobard, she could empathize with him, too. Maybe there had been more to The Flash than she realized, the way Thawne told it, enough to give him the benefit of the doubt. But now, to think he'd done all that to someone who had shown her nothing but affection and a genuine desire to do good, it broke her heart.

Most of all, it broke her heart that she believed him so readily. There was an unsettling feeling in her chest, almost like she'd been infected with that toxin all over again. Claire's face went pale, her smile faltering. To keep this from Barry would be a betrayal of the very trust she had just sworn to never betray. She wouldn't do that - she couldn't.

"It makes sense," she said softly, sadly. It would have been easier, in this moment, to just say she was falling for him too and not address it, except that her face had already given her away. There was no avoiding it now, or ever. "I've heard something like that before. From--"

She took a deep breath, swallowing hard. "From a man I met here, just before we met. Eobard Thawne." Just saying his name made her shiver with the new context. "I see it now. He was talking about you."

It's fine! XD Just cuts the angst in much sooner.

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Claire's reaction wasn't quite what he'd expected. And slowly it became apparent why that was. The moment that name fell from her lips, Barry recoiled as if he'd been burned. He might as well have been. He had jumped into this romance with his everything he had, like he tended to do, and he never learned his lesson.

"Thawne put you up to this?" He couldn't hide the betrayal in his voice as he misread the situation entirely. The hurt that gripped him was almost suffocating. He'd already put a few steps of distance between them. "I... trusted you." Why was he finding himself saying that line an awful lot lately. To Thawne, to Harry, to Jay... and now to her. Was he that easy to betray? To manipulate?

"...is that his new game? Make me fall in love with you so you could do what? Teach me that I'll never be rid of him? That I'll never be happy? So I'll second guess every good thing that happens in my life and wonder if it just Thawne screwing with me again?" Clearly, Thawne had left some serious scars in Barry's psyche. And if he could see this breakdown right now, he'd be enjoying it. Though, he never would have used Claire like this simply because he'd actually been charmed by her.

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The way he drew back from her was just about the closest Claire had come to physical pain in a long time. It took everything in her not to reach for him when he stepped away. She thought telling the truth was the right move, rather than letting it come out further down the line.

"What? No--" Her voice cracked, but she steeled herself and firmly shook her head. "No, I swear. I had no idea who you were when I met him, and he didn't mention your name. He doesn't know that I know you now. I wasn't going to tell him even before I put it all together."

Her love life wasn't really any of Thawne's business, regardless of who she was dating.

"There is no game; he didn't set me after you. Us meeting really was more or less a coincidence. Now that you say it, I can see how it would look that way. That hadn't even crossed my mind. I just wanted to be honest with you." If she really was doing this to hurt him, it would've made more sense if she waited longer to stick the proverbial knife in his back, surely he'd be able to see that.

Their partnership would have to end. Claire needed to find a way out, without telling Thawne exactly why. Maybe she could have kept the two sides separated if Barry hadn't been The Flash, but after putting it all together? There was no way. She felt disgusted, mostly with herself, but also with Thawne.

"We... did make an arrangement, but it had nothing to do with The Flash." She buried her face in her hands, sighing. "God, I was so stupid. Thawne told me what he is. I should have never agreed to work with him at all. He was manipulating me, telling me how smart I am and how we could work together to learn more about people like us. I have to get out of it. I'll tell him I can't do it."

The possibilities of how that conversation could go south were all terrifying. She did get the feeling that Thawne genuinely liked her, at least as much as he was capable of liking anyone, but she knew well enough to know that'd go straight out the window as soon as he found out she was involved with Barry. Her blood ran cold at the thought.

"If he finds out about us, he'll see it as a betrayal just like you are. I don't know what he'll do."

Poor babies <3

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Barry pulled himself back so he could think rationally as she explained. Thawne was patient and vindictive. Sure, if this had been his plan it would have gone on longer. But that didn't mean his pawn hadn't suddenly grown a conscience and confessed. Though, that didn't feel right. Claire felt genuine to him. But so had Thawne. Even after he found out Harrison Wells was the Reverse-Flash, there were still moments where Wells had been so genuine and kind to him that he forgot the man was an evil bastard. But that was Thawne himself.

"Thawne killed Harrison Wells and pretended to be him for fifteen years so he could watch me grow up and influence me. So I'd become the Flash. He travelled back in time to kill me as an eleven year old kid because he couldn't beat me in the future and when future me saved kid me, he murdered my mother instead, hoping that'd break me. Then he found out if the Flash never happens, neither does he, so he had to make me happen." Barry explained, failing to keep tears from his eyes. He stepped closer again, hesitantly, and reached out to touch her arm.

"You're not stupid. He's a master manipulator." Barry was pretty sure he knew what Thawne would do. He was dangerous and unstable. When he caught Cisco deducing who he really was, he'd killed him without hesitation. And he thought of Cisco as a son. "I won't let him hurt you." Barry promised. He was still emotionally raw after this discovery, but he wouldn't let Thawne hurt her over it.

"What kind of arrangement?"

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Thawne had told her some of it, but to hear Barry tell it now, with tears in his eyes... Claire felt herself getting a little misty-eyed, too. It was easy to think of the situation reversed, how she'd feel if someone she just fell in love with admitted to being friendly with Sylar, who'd murdered both of her biological parents and tormented her for years.

Barry's hand on her arm felt like a tether, drawing her back to Earth when she'd been spinning up and up, out of control. She was still on edge, but she didn't feel as much like she was going to burst into tears.

"He offered to help me learn more about myself, what I can do. How I can use it to help others," she explained, then winced at her own naivety. "I let him take blood samples. We were supposed to meet up for lunch soon to discuss the results of his testing. Thank goodness I haven't given him my address."

The weight of Barry's promise caught up to her. She wasn't as worried about herself, as usual. But it filled her with dread to think of what he might do to Barry. Her hand found his again, and held on gently, in case he wanted to pull away. Every fiber of her being hoped that he wouldn't.

"I'm sorry, I really am. I meant it when I said I won't betray your trust." Another deep breath, because what she was about to say was hard. "I won't let him use me to get to you. I'd leave town before it came to that, my friends could help me disappear. It's the last thing I want, but... if that's what it takes."

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Barry didn't pull away, but he was also still on edge. He was always on a knifepoint when Thawne was mentioned. She didn't seem surprised by any of that and it left him wondering just what Thawne told her. At the very least, the time travel aspect made people balk. She did say Thawne told her what he was, but he just assumed that mean he talked about Metas.

"My father spent fifteen years of my life in prison for a murder Thawne committed. He lost his wife, his son, and his freedom that day. No one would believe me when I said my dad didn't do it. That I saw a storm of red and yellow lightning in my house and a man in yellow killed my mom. Then when the particle accelerator exploded and I became The Flash, he saved my life and taught me to use my powers. He helped me save lives. He risked his own life for mine time and time again. I saw him as family. Thawne is good at making you believe what he wants you to believe."

Barry was still tearing up. He lost his father shortly after finally proving him innocent, so a lot of these wounds were still very raw. Zoom killed Henry Allen in front of Barry in his childhood home where his mother was killed by Thawne. "If you want help with your powers, Harry and Caitlin are brilliant. Harry's smarter than Thawne ever was and Cait is a geneticist. You don't have to meet him for the results. They both handle all my bloodwork. They're who cured me of the chameleon's venom. Harry reverse engineered Thawne's time travel and implemented his tachyon research to make me faster. He even improved on Thawne's design to make it compact and discrete. You don't need Thawne." Barry wanted desperately for her to agree. He'd fallen for her so hard and he wanted to recover what they had. He also knew he'd have to keep an eye out for Thawne if he was somehow back yet again.

He doubted trying to hide from Thawne would do much good if he found out. The man was obsessive. And when he set his mind to something he usually came up with a way to at least cause enough damage to be a problem, even if he was stopped. The only way they'd stopped him the first time was Eddie Thawne, Iris' fiancee killed himself before Thawne could win to erase Eobard from the timeline. And yet, he kept coming back as timeline remnants.

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Much like she hadn't balked when Thawne talked about time travel due to her own experience with it, but Barry couldn't have known that. She was far more horrified about hearing his perspective on things that Thawne had told her.

Sure, he was a master manipulator, but she had been embarrassingly naive. So easily charmed by a few easy compliments and simply by treating her as his equal. What else could he have convinced her to agree to, with just a little more prodding?

"I won't," she vowed, choked up now. "I won't see him again, I don't even want to talk to him." Barry was right. "I don't need him."

The one she needed was standing right in front of her. She could walk away from Eobard Thawne and not feel much more than regret. But losing Barry would devastate her.

"But you, Barry. I need you." She took a chance, stepping closer. "I'm sorry I hurt you, that you're having to relive all these horrible things. You put your trust in me, you give your love so freely, and I intend to be worthy of it. That's why I told you now."

No matter what happened, she wouldn't regret being honest. "I have my own Eobard Thawne. Well, had. He's not after me anymore. But my point is, I know how you feel. Sylar killed both of my biological parents and he terrorized me for years." And now, Peter was being friendly with Sylar, making the same mistake she had with Thawne. And, for largely the same reason: empathy.

"The partnership is off, as far as I'm concerned. He has my number, so tomorrow I'll be changing it."

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She stepped closer and those words undid him. He moved closer with unnatural speed and wrapped his arms around her in a tight hug. They were in Flash Time. The world around them was eerily quiet save for the occasional crackles of Barry's electricity. Unlike Thawne's, Barry's Speed Force was more a place of warmth and love where one could feel safe and protected. It wasn't turbulent. With the Negative Speed Force, even when Thawne had slowed things, it still buzzed with energy like angry hornets.

"I'm sorry I thought you were working with him. I should have known better. Thank you for being honest with me." He pressed a kiss to her forehead then pulled back just enough to look her in the eyes. "I need you too, Claire."

"If this Sylar even steps foot in Central City, I wanna know about it." The Flash would personally tell him he wasn't welcome in the city. "And if Thawne tries to contact you again, let me know right away. I'll be by your side in a flash. We need to get your phone to Cisco ASAP. He installed panic buttons on the whole team's phones that loop through the STAR Labs satellite so I can be there in an instant." Well, except Harry, because he didn't have a phone here due to being a cellular deadzone.

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She'd been a little too dazzled by Thawne's display of powers to fully realize it at the time, but now with hindsight and comparison, she saw it clearly. Thawne had said the Negative Speed Force would change her. Now, safely tucked away in the Speed Force with Barry, she felt closer to understanding.

Claire crumbled a bit in his arms, all the tension rushing our of her and leaving behind only a bloom of relief and gratitude. She smiled at the kiss, blinking back tears.

"You have nothing to apologize for. I understand why you thought that. Thank you for being willing to hear me out, and for continuing to trust me." Losing him for trying do the right thing might have hurt worst of all.

She leaned in again, head nestled against Barry's chest. It felt like that was exactly where she should be.

"Sylar probably won't show up here. He got what he wanted from me: my power." Supposedly he was trying to turn over a new leaf again, but Claire had no interest in knowing anything about it. At least Peter respected her wishes and refrained from mentioning Sylar whenever they talked. "If I hear from Thawne again, though, you'll be the first to know. And once I get my number changed I'll make sure you have it, and Cisco can do whatever he needs to my phone. Your friends probably should have my number, just in case."

The more serious matters out of the way, she lifted her head to look up at Barry with nearly same wonder she'd shown with Thawne. Nearly, because even more in awe (and in love) right now. "Is this... the Speed Force? Thawne showed me his powers. It's partly how he was able to charm me. But it feels different with you, like I can feel the love."

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As it was right now, the damage was minimal. She'd told him immediately as soon as she figured out who he was and promised to cut ties with Thawne. They'd all been tricked by him one way or another, so he couldn't blame her for being naive.

Barry cupped her cheek and brushed his thumb under her eye to wipe away the tears that had collected there. "Of course." He then wiped his own eyes with his arm and smiled at her.

"Thawne and Sylar really are similar. Thawne wanted my power too. But he couldn't figure out how to steal it. ...which is funny, because Harry figured out how to do it in no time flat and Thawne spent his entire life obsessing over me. Oh, but Harry's on our side now, so don't worry about that!" He thought he should probably clarify. "How about after things settle, I take you to the Lab?"

He looked around as everything stayed frozen still around them. "We're not in the Speed Force, but you're connected to it right now, through me. That's why you can feel it. Thawne's is Negative. His is all anger and hatred. Mine is happiness and love. I run fastest when I'm happy because that puts me in sync with the Speed Force." Barry's expression was warm as he explained but then shifted to confusion. "Thawne showed you the Negative Speed Force?"

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"Sylar can heal like me now, that's what he wanted. I haven't seen him in years, and I know he could find me if he wanted to." The thought of Barry trying to face Sylar was enough to make her shiver. But she hadn't seen her old nemesis in years, not since the Sullivan Carnival. Sylar didn't have super speed, but he had other powers he might be able to use to hurt Barry if he took it upon himself to try and ruin her life again. What if he could take powers from Metas too? "If he does show up, I don't want him anywhere near you."

Claire leaned into Barry's touch, then turned her head to press a kiss to his palm. "I'd like to see the Lab. It'll be nice to see Harry again, and meet you other friends."

She didn't believe for a second that Dr. Wells would have been against Barry, though she appreciated the clarification all the same. Harry had been so kind to her, he... shit. He knew about her agreement with Thawne. Clearly he'd kept his word. Maybe he assumed (correctly) that she'd end up doing the right thing. Still, she'd need to talk to him.

She looked around as Barry did, amazement in her eyes as she truly noticed how quiet everything was. Like they were in their own little bubble, similar to when Thawne had taken her hand and showed her, but also so different.

"Just like this, he took my hand and we were in the thing..." she trailed off, brow furrowed, then quickly piped up again, "Flash Time! I remember now, he was so annoyed at the name. And we ran to Arizona from California just because I was curious to know if he could run up a waterfall. I think he was really trying to show off and answer all my questions, 'cause he knew I liked it. He put his Reverse Flash suit on with the ring and everything."

It was so obvious, in hindsight. He probably didn't actually care about her at all, and geeking out together about abilities was all a show, to win her trust. Villains like him knew how to play the part so well. "He said the Negative Speed Force would change me, that I probably couldn't handle it because I didn't have enough anger and hate. It sounded like he was truly concerned about me, but I know now that I was just being naive." Claire had wanted to believe there was good in him, that they could figure out how to use her ability to help people together. She knew that technology was possible, after the Waverider. Now she could just let the STAR Labs team take a crack at it.

"I understand what he meant now, though. And he was right. This, with you, feels way more my speed." She realized her word choice and giggled. "Pun not intended, but I'm sticking with it."

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"So, I guess he's gone around collecting abilities? Is that what he does? Or did he specifically want yours?" Barry asked with a concerned crease to his brow. But he did catch onto what she might be getting at when she insisted she didn't want Sylar anywhere near him. "We don't know if he can steal powers from Metas."

"Everyone will be thrilled to meet you and I'm sure Harry will be glad to see you again, even if he doesn't act like it. He can be kinda prickly on a normal day." But when Barry had been talking about Claire, he swore Harry looked oddly fond, so maybe she'd made a bigger impression on the man than even Wells himself realised. He leaned his forehead against hers, just happy to drift in the frozen moment with her for as long as they could. And hey, in Flash Time, the Pizza wouldn't get too cold.

Barry snorted a little laugh at that. The fact that the name Flash Time pissed Thawne off was just a small delight. He reach into his pocket and pulled out his own Flash ring. It was almost identical to Thawne's, except the space behind the lightning bolt wasn't gold, it was red. "Oh, right, you haven't officially met The Flash, have you?" He said with a soft laugh and put the ring on. "I can't say what was going through his head for certain, but I can say I've never seen him to show concern unless he wanted something or as a manipulation tactic. So, why he'd warn you about the Negative Speed Force kinda surprises me."

Her pun pulled an even brighter smile back onto his features. Look, he's usually the one who puns. "No, don't you dare. If you're gonna pun like a champ, own it." He teased.

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"Yeah. I... was the only one who could survive the process." And that was all she wanted to say about it for now, except to add, "So I don't want him to get curious and try."

It did seem like Harry had his guard down when they met, which had been understandable given the circumstances. She felt like they'd bonded over having such similar father-daughter relationships, albeit while they were on the opposite sides. Her eyes closed just briefly as Barry leaned his head against hers, fingers tracing lightly over his back. The pizza getting cold had been a concern, but she understood Flash time well enough now to know she didn't have to worry about it so long as they were tucked away like this.

"Hey, I said I'm standing by it," Claire teased back. Seeing the symbol on the Flash ring had her thinking about the day they met - thinking about The Flash made her think about the drink at Jitters. Two things stood out to her, in hindsight. The realization made her perk up, smile brightening. "That jolt! You zapped me, didn't you? And that's your drink." She blushed, then, remembering what she'd said when she tried it. "Guess I did get to see how good you really are."

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His features turned a bit grim. "So not just a kind of power stealing in a harmless way?" He was glad she survived, but he hated that this guy probably stole the powers of others and had killed them in the process. "I've played keep away from deadly Metas before." Still, he didn't want to test whether the guy could steal Meta powers if he could help it.

"I didn't mean to!" He defended, but didn't deny it. "The zap was an accident. I got excited and accidentally lost control of my electricity." But he next comment made him blush. He laughed nervously. "You did, but how about this..." He leaned in and gently pressed his lips to hers, giving her ample time to pull away or push him away if it was too soon.

[infinite1ups]

Claire had hardly been upset about the little zap. It hadn't hurt her, and clearly it had been an accident. She thought it was funny and adorable, more than anything.

That question about Sylar was going to have to wait until later. There was no way she wanted to think about those grisly details when they were wrapped up in this perfect moment. Especially not when Barry was moving in for a kiss. Her head tilted to meet him, like she'd been waiting for him to do it. And she had, really. They were talking about being in love already, of course it wasn't too soon.

She returned the kiss softly and kept it brief, but she was still a bit breathless when she pulled away. Her cheeks flushed hot, and she might have sworn her knees got a little weak. Maybe that wasn't just a cliche after all.

"Yeah... really good. Better than I imagined."

[feelthelightning]

Barry framed her face with both hands as they kissed soft and slow. Slow wasn't a mode he'd known in a long time, but he didn't want to overstep any boundaries here. He was far too in love. Almost like be needed her touch just so he could keep breathing.

When she did finally pull back for air, he fixed her with dazed green eyes. "Maybe Jitters should name a drink after you too." Was it cheesy to say? Probably. But Barry was and always would be a cheese ball.

"Now that the Flash is out of the bag, our second date can be anywhere in the world that you want. And I'll make sure it's as breathtaking as you are."

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When she told him she liked cheesy, it was the truth. So the suggestion that Jitters name a drink for her only prompted a giddy little laugh and another wave of blushing. "Me? I'm not that much of a hero, at least... not publicly. But if I had one, there'd probably be lots of whipped cream. And maybe sprinkles."

The talk of a second date had her flying high, just when she thought she couldn't get happier.

"You're already taking my breath away, so I don't think breathtaking will be too difficult for you." See? Claire could be cheesy, too. "I trust you, I could let you surprise me. Maybe something a little more romantic than my kitchen?"

But then, moments like this were exactly the kind of memories she wanted to make here. She hadn't had a place to really call home in a long time, because everywhere she tried to settle before her life on the road had turned either traumatic or tragic, or both. It spoke volumes about the craziness she'd been through that she felt Central City was a better start than most. Of course, meeting Barry had a lot to do with that.