Barry and Kurt looked all across the room with their eyes. Barry knew this place. It was where he and Oliver had first trained, and now the lovely Warblers found it. They all huddled into their friend cliques while the two, previously mentioned, were silently reading people's facial expressions. Well, almost silently.

  "Who do you think it is," Kurt's voice fell into a low near growl, but didn't pull Barry from concentration.

  "What are you two talking so seriously about," Blaine came up to them, giving Kurt a side hug.

  "Flash business," Kurt squeezed the other man's side.

  "You told him," Barry gaped.

  "Is that not okay," Kurt looked at him as he would an air safety pamphlet: glancing up and down to see if he got the gist of it. "It's not like Blaine has wronged you in any way."

  "I- I guess it's alright," Barry relinquished his anger toward Kurt and got his head back into the game. There was a traitor in the Warblers, was the way Kurt put it to Blaine.

  "So who do think it is," Kurt asked to resume the conversation they were having minutes before.

  "Jeff has been awfully quiet," Barry suggested. "But Thad has been talking a bit too much."

  "Does it have to be someone close to you," Kurt asked in a whiney tone. "Can't it just be Dante?"

  "I trust Cisco with my life, which he has had to demonstrate that trait many times in the past, and he has only built my trust for him higher over the time I have known him. He has told me he wouldn't tell anyone our secret," Barry defended, "and that includes Dante."

  "I get that, Barry. I do. But from what Kurt has told me, there have been instances in the past of you trusting someone who isn't being honest with you," Blaine stared with seemingly genuine concern.

  "Cisco is... different," he looked down for a moment, a small blush sprinkled itself across the young man's face.

  "Not to mention, Dante is his own brother," Blaine continued. "Who can keep secrets from their brother?"

  "They have had issues with getting along and stuff in the past, so I'm not too worried about Cisco telling him something this important," Barry shared. "Why do you think Cisco is still assaulting him?" He gestured to the bickering brothers.

  "Someone should probably get between them," Kurt said in a monotonous voice.

  "Yeah," Blaine agreed.

  They watched as Cisco slapped Dante clear across the face. Dante held onto his stinging cheek and tackled Cisco to the ground. The two took turns pinning one another to the ground, until they both got too tired and sweaty to go on. Laying on the cold cement by the van, they still smacked the other's stomach in attempts to be the stronger man.

  "Look," Blaine drew the attention back to himself, "I've got a brother. We've had some rough patches in the road, but in the end I've made up with him and tell him everything. Despite the annoyed headaches he can give me."

  "He's got a brother," Barry whispered in question to Kurt.

  "Yeah, he's in that one credit rating website commercial from a few years back."

  "Oh my gosh, I love that commercial," Barry nearly jumped with excitement before mumbling the jingle, dancing at his shoulders to annoy Blaine.

  "I think the point Blaine is trying to make," Kurt made a whisking motion with his hand, "is that even if he hates his brother, he secretly loves him. And if you love someone, you tell them the truth."

  "As true as that is..." Barry swallowed his words when he saw Cisco and Dante in a bro hug.

  'Could it really be possible,' he thought to himself. 'No. Maybe. What if he is like Eobard? What if he really was working with Eobard, and this is what he meant when he said I would never be truly happy? Are Caitlin and Cisco even my friends? Are they just a part of the elaborate hoax my whole life has been planned out to be? That's it. I can't trust anyone.'

  He looked around the crowd of high school friends. He loved them all, we'll most of them, with all of his heart, but to keep them safe he couldn't tell them anything. Also someone else knows who he didn't plan on letting know.

  "Hey, guys," he spoke softy to his two friends. "I'm gonna bail."

  "But you've only been here for like fifteen minutes," Blaine intertwined.

  "But this isn't even our real reunion! This is just some lame attempt to... this is a reunion before the reunion!"

  His sudden key change, luckily, did not attract the attention of the others.

  "I'll be back for the real thing, but for now I've got a city to take care of," Barry gave them a half smile. They nodded their heads and smiled back at them.

  "It's okay," Kurt hugged him goodbye, "we understand."

  "Bye," Barry waved as he snuck out of the warehouse type of building. Just before he sped away, he waved goodbye.

  "Guys," Jeff shouted. "I just saw the Flash!"

  Everyone turned their heads to the boy who cried Flash. "I saw him too," Thad raised his hand. "He just ran to the left of us and there was the yellow stuff behind him!"

  Jeff smacked the back side of Thad's head. "It's called lightning, dunce. And it's orange."

  "I knew that," he smiled while rubbing the painful bump on his head.

  In the back Cisco mumbled something about, "my ride taking off without me."

  "Oh," Blaine turned to Kurt, "that reminds me, I've got some shopping to do."

  "Oh," Kurt whined, "please tell me I can come!"

  "I would, you know I would, but who's to say it isn't anything for you," he walked backwards to escape the pre reunion reunion. He let a shrug rise and fall from his shoulders, his hands left in separate pockets.

  "Don't go too over budget," he raised a finger, but Blaine had already gone. Gone to who knows elsewhere.

-

  "I'm so glad you two could come meet me on such short notice," Tockman spoke with short syllables.

  Blaine and Puck stood side by side, staring down the man with the graying hair. Blaine had his arms crossed over his chest, whereas the other left his arms on his sides, at attention.

  "I planted the tracking device on his person, if that's why you called me," Blaine tinged with annoyance.

  "Why did you need the both of us? I'm the only one you need to kill him," Puck jerked his head forward.

  "I-" William froze. "I actually don't know."

  He took several glances around the room when he saw something no reader of this story would ever wish for him to see. Me. I held my breath, hoping he would look away, but he didn't.

  "You," he shouted nastily at me. "I told you to stop following me!"

  I took what little belongings I had with me with haste and barely slipped through the exit door. Thankfully the men standing in my way were still in shock from seeing me for the first time.

  I dashed out of the lair as quickly ad possible, but I was unable to salvage my hideout inside of their hideout. I can no longer give you an inside look with our villains. We are just going to have to find out what they were planning the way Team Flash will.

-

  Barry ran back into his day job. The only place where he could trust people didn't exactly exist at the time, so he decided there was no reason to not get payed during his mental breakd- I mean his distrustful phase. 

Just when the elevator doors were about to close, a large, masculine, hand shoved it's knuckles into to stop them. The old doors opened back up and on stepped Joe.

  When the doors closed Joe immediately began interrogating him. "Where were you? I nearly called Cisco to look for you."

  'A lot of good that would've done,' Sebastian thought. "He and I were kidnapped," he simply stated.

  "Oh," Joe quit. 'Of corse he was kidnapped. Why do I treat this like a day to day situation,' he asked himself. "Be on your best behavior today. In case you've forgot, the military is sending a few men down here to learn how to handle metahumans."

  "Makes sense," Barry shrugged. He acted nonchalantly, but in reality he was screwed. He knew someone who joined the military years ago, and this sort of thing would've been right up his alley.

  The elevator doors opened up again and Barry meandered across the floor. He fixed is eyes on the soldiers scattered about. He stumbled at the sudden appearance of Captain Singh.

  "Watch where you're going, Allen," he placed his hand on Barry's chest to keep him from running him over. "We have men from the army here to go over meta data with a few of our men. Sargent Clarington, Barry Allen. Barry Allen Sergeant Clarington. He will be working with you for a while. Just show him whatever science stuff you do when you figure out if it's a meta perp."

  The captain gestured to a dirty blonde man in uniform. Barry's heart stopped. He held out his hand and Sergeant Clarington shook it with a nod.

  "Mr. Allen," he greeted.

  Barry squinted at him. Was he really the same person he knew in high school?

  "Why don't you show him the crime lab," Singh suggested.

  "Y- yeah," Barry turned himself around. "Right this way."

  The slightly shorter man followed Barry upstairs and observed as he swiped his card along the scanner. He gripped the handle and slid the door to the gorgeous lab open.

  "Sorry, I don't normally have the door closed, so I guess I can-"

  "I know it's you Sebastian," Sergeant Clarington cut him off.

  "Hunt... er," Barry finished the name with great effort. "How did you- why didn't you say anything sooner?"

  "Because I didn't want to make a big deal out of it. Especially not in front of your boss. I may have been a jerked before, but I know what a man's job means to him."

  "That," he paused to think about how he felt as about it. "That means a lot coming from you, Hunter."

  "I also want to apologize for the stupid things I did back then," he added. "They were part of the reason why I joined the military. For that am sorry, Barry."

  "I forgive you," Barry smiled. He then chuckled. "Why did I ever let you know my real name?"

  "Because you gave me the trust I didn't earn or deserve," he smiled but in a more serious tone. "That's your problem, Barr, you trust too easily."

  "So I've been told."

-

  Cisco walked into S.T.A.R. Labs, kicking the air in anguish. He muttered words to himself that he would only say to himself and walked through the cortex entrance.

  "Cisco," Caitlin greeted, "where were you? Followup question, where was Barry?"

  "He and I were both kidnapped by his old high school chums."

  "Hmm," she stuck out her bottom lip and sung the noise at a high pitch. "Sounds exciting. Did you ever get that voice enhancer thing back from him?"

  Instead of correcting her he just sighed a no.

  He looked at the dress she was wearing, but chose to ignore her obvious state of beauty.

  "That's too bad, because I thought we could go to a bar and take turns using it to freak out all the drunk people."

  "Remind me to hang with you more often," Cisco nodded his head in complete agreement.