"Barry! There's a robbery at 100th and Clay, hurry!"
I yelled into the little microphone, Bluetoothed into The Flash's suit.
"On my way." Barry said. Instantly I saw a red dot, racing on my screen, to the robbery. I imagined the streaks of lighting coming out of him that people see. I smiled at the thought. "Cold!"
"Flash!" Cold said in his plain flat voice, that always irritates me.
Barry Laughed "This is what you are reduced to Robbing a bank, petty. If you ask me."
I started to hack into the bank's security system, and saw Heatwave in the vault. I stayed silent, maybe Barry got this, my heart pounded. Cold started shooting, beams of bright blue air, came of of the gun.
"What's wrong Cold? Did the cold iced you vision?"
"Dude you have to work on your puns." Cisco said. "Like really."
"Shut up!" Snart yelled while pulling the trigger. Flash dodged the bullet, barely.
But Snart was getting mad and madder.
"Barry be careful, Rory is in the vault, remember the last time you faced them together." I warned him.
Barry ran back of Smart, and punch him in the back three times. Jokingly he pulled up his hood, and kicked him to the wall. "Just be thankful that not the whole Rogues Gang is here." I scolded him. Barry kicked the gun away from Snart.
"Cold!" Rory was behind Flash. And pulled the trigger.
"Barry!!" Cisco and I said in unison. Barry quickly jetted the other side of the room. The wall came into flames "Shit." Barry said under his breath. The flames became bigger, and bigger. Dodging the attacks, Barry pulled people out of the building. The police were coming. "Cold! Wake up!"
Snart was still drowsy from Flash's hits, but he still had his eyes on the cold gun. "We have go!" Rory kept on shooting. "The cops are coming."
"Na-Uh" The Flash kicked the gun farther and punched Cold. And Pulled him out the fire. "I know you hate the heat."
He ran back in to get the last person, a woman, black hair, African American, envyingly beautiful. "Iris." Cisco said. Rory had the gun on her head.
"Let her go!" He yelled
"Where's Cold?"
"Outside, Just let her go!"
"Gimme Cold and his gun, and I won't burn her!" He negotiated. The cameras blew out, but the last thing I saw was the whole place burning.
"Barry!" I breathed, and I couldn't at the same time. What if... I can't think about it right now, not now. I hate myself for think it.
There was No answer. My heart pounded. I was afraid that Cisco could hear, because I didn't want anyone to know, mostly Barry Allen, that I was in Love with The Flash.