November 3^rd, 2002

5:48 p.m.

Gotham City

 

 

I know I haven’t written to you in such a long time, but I really haven’t had chance. I’ve either been sleeping or… resting, or going to the doctors or… just frankly haven’t been home. I know I should do myself a favor and take a break from things, but… I’ve just had so much to do!

 

Our wedding has been one interesting fiasco. It’s been delayed so many times it’s almost been near impossible to actually go on and DO the ceremony. Grrr… doesn’t that suck? It took five tries, before we even were able to say our wedding vows, but even the fifth time we tried we weren’t left alone. Thank goodness things weren’t so messed up to where we weren’t able to continue things.

 

Most of the other times the reception in general, the cake, my DRESS or SOMETHING was so wrong and blown to bits that we just couldn’t continue. The first time that anything bad happened was more of a shock than anything.

 

One of Flash’s arch nemesis, King Cobra, decided it would be a GREAT idea to kidnap the bride to be and hold her hostage until HE decided the best way to kill her. You see, we was upset over the fact that Barbara Gordon had once spoiled his plans as Detective Gordon for a mass murder attempt on his personal enemies—the innocent bystanders of Keystone City. Freak show, don’t you think?

 

When the time came my knight in shining armor caught on to what was going on and dashed to my rescue. There was nothing I could do to even TRY and help my Lone Ranger out, only because the creep put me into some sort of plastic tube. LOVELY, don’t you think? Just before the tube started to fill with some sort of “deadly gas” Flash vibrated through the tubing and grabbed me, pulling me to safety.

 

He left me in what was supposed to be a “safe place” to go and deal with Cobra himself. So I didn’t do anything but stay hidden! Gwad—I hate playing the damsel in distress! Just as Flash had Cobra in a headlock one of Cobra’s nasty scaly snake henchmen grabbed me. My instinct told me to fight back—so that’s what I did! Managed to tear my dress to shreds in the process of not getting clawed or bitten or kicked or—It sucks! Eventually, we had to return to the church and apologize to the guests for everything and we rescheduled.

 

The second attempt got spoiled by “The Weather Wizard”, another one of Flash’s FUN friends, he thought it might be a wonderful idea to let a tropical typhoon of a storm open up RIGHT above the ceremony. The 140 mile an hour winds were JUST peachy. If Ion hadn’t had been there, our family and friends would have blown away with the flowers and stuff!

 

Flash, of course, went after the punk and put a fight to break the Weather Wizard’s new “play toy.” After apprehending the man, things were pretty much a done deal and Wally turned him over to the police. The police were glad to have a hold of the criminal… apparently he was wanted for a few robberies in the Keystone area.

 

Once again we had to apologize to the guests and reschedule.

 

The third attempt was an interesting one. Just as Wally started to say, “I do” the Mirror Master raised his mirror gun and encased my hubby to be! What wad it with all of these FLASH villains!? It seemed like they were TRYING to stop the man from getting married! AT that point I was starting to wonder if they were all in on this or.. WHAT.

 

Wally quickly vibrated out of the glass, picking me up and left me to Clark and Bruce so he could deal with Mirror Master.

 

“You’ll never win you fool!” I head Mirror Master call, just before blasting his gun.

”Wanna bet?” came the reply. “It takes two to tango, you know, Mirror Head! So lets RAMBA!”

 

I don’t understand why those two HAD to stay in the vicinity of where everyone and everything was. Arugh. But I’m thinking the only reason they couldn’t get away was because of the Mirror Master himself. He seemed set on his little ten-foot circle he somehow encased himself into. Thanks to Wally’s quick thinking the Mirror Master had stopped his rampage and the wedding was ruined.

 

We rescheduled and called each of our guests privately and apologized. We told them we’d call them on a closed telephone line later on when we decided to keep things extremely tight knit so no more little mishaps would happen.

 

The fourth time… Captain Cold and Mr. Freeze teamed up, trying to put a stop to the wedding. They over froze our ice swan for starters. All I heard were screams before a cold hand grabbed my arm, placing a freeze gun to my head.

 

“What do you value most, Mr. West” Freeze asked, hand on the trigger.

”Dude! That would be SO not wise if you TOUCHED her! Let her go!”

 

“SHUDYAP!” Came a harshly cold voice of Captain Cold, before blasting his gun at Wally.

 

Wally, of course dodged it and ran by taking the gun from Freeze’s hand. I was able to kick the frosty foe away before he could off me. Of course, running was hard at that point, I was well into my third trimester and.. yeah.. YOU try running with sore ankles!

 

Cold turned his gun to the crowd and froze more than half of them. Clark, Bruce, Diana, and a few others managed to escape and change into their alter selves and “lend a hand” in un-freezing the crowd.

 

Ion, who was there, grabbed hold of Cold and put him into a green box insisting that he “Cool down.” Wonder Woman’s lasso, on the other hand, stopped Freeze. Unable to get free, Freeze detached himself from his body and walked away to a clean getaway. And please don’t ask me how in the world that happened, because I have no idea.

 

The fifth attempt, everything was going perfectly. No interruptions on the way down to the beach or, no one barging in on me as I was getting ready for things—NOTHING. Little did I know, something was going on right under my nose and I had no idea anything was happening. No one else had any idea either.

 

Once I finally got down to where the ceremony was taking place everything, in my eyes, as well as a lot of other’s eyes, was going PERFECT for once. Daddy walked me down to the alter to where my handsome love was awaiting me and the priest there started to do what was needed to get everything underway. Just as I was about to say, “I do” The Flash came barging in yelling and telling everyone to stop the ceremony.

 

It seemed as if a moment in time was frozen and everyone’s surprised and flabbergasted expressions froze.

 

“BARBARA! Get away from him! He’s a fake!”

 

I turned to the man beside me and looked him over long and hard. He LOOKED like Wally, he was built like Wally, TALKED like Wally—but then who was this person in the red Flash suit standing before me?

 

Flash pulled off his hood and inched closer to me. “Babs, PLEASE Look—it’s me!” He pulled me from the other “Wally’s” grip and looked into my eyes. “Baby, it’s me…”

 

I really couldn’t’ tell the difference, they both looked exactly alike. There was one slight difference, but at the time, I was totally oblivious to the thought. But the imposter’s eyes… they were more piercing and bright than MY Wally’s. I know I’ll have to remember that from this point on. Maybe I should get one of those Remberalls so I won’t forget about that. (Remberall—a new invention put out by SOME Australian genius. It’s a clear ball that you hold in your hand, and if you forgotten something the ball fills with red smoke. Kinda like the ones on the Harry Potter movie—only THESE ones are real.)

 

I stepped up towards the imposter, slowly turning his head—I knew Wal was going to wear his ruby studs in his ears (YES, his ears are pierced. He has two holes now in one ear—you should see how cute he looks!) Well this guy had two studs there—I didn’t know what to think. I started to remember Virgo, Wally’s favored dog, was there too. That dog is super smart, I SWEAR it! So I whistled for her to come and asked her to find HER Daddy. She immediately trotted over to the guy wearing the Flash suit and sat down at his feet. Wally gently patted her head “Good girl…” I remember him telling her, before pulling me away from the other “Wally.”

 

“Then who’s HE!?” I needed to know. If I didn’t know any better I’d say that Wally had a twin brother he failed to mention to me about.

 

“His name’s Eobard Thwane. He’s Professor Zoom—The Reverse Flash.”

 

Eobard smiled at us and took a bow. “So sorry I can’t stay. My cover’s blown.” He turned to me and jetted right up to me, whispering in my ear. “You deserve so much better than this guy, doll.” Then… he blasted off. Leaving a stunned crowd watching.

 

Wally kissed my forehead. “I need to deal with this so he won’t come back. Give me five—“

 

“Seconds…?”

 

“Uh—“

 

“Mili-seconds?”

 

“Minutes.”

 

I nodded and kissed him gently, really hoping he wouldn’t come back a total mess. Five minutes later, as promised, Wally came back. And since things weren’t a COMPLETE disaster we decided to continue on with the ceremony. And NO it wasn’t interrupted this time either. We’re officially man and wife now, isn’t that something? It took five separate times to TRY and tie the knot, but now… it was official. Heh.. And let me tell you, it… feels GOOD.

 

We had to leave the beach a little early, on account of a few uninvited guests decided to show up—and NOW not any of Wally’s “friends”, but the MEDIA. Wal ran me to the hall and we just.. waited for everyone to show. Everything was great up to the time we almost got to leave. Wally… Diana and a few other Leaguer’s that were there as their alter selves had to leave. The only one who didn’t leave was Clark. He figured it might be a little “strange” and best not to leave until it was absolutely necessary.

 

The cake got cut (with Presley’s help), the bouquet got tossed and the garter belt got… FLUNG… all of course, before Wally and Wonder Woman’s grand departure…

 

 I canceled out honeymoon plans and rescheduled them for the following week and later asked Lois if it would be all right if she could take me home. She ended up taking me, and daddy came along for the ride.

 

I managed to get home in one piece and once Daddy decided it would be best to leave me alone so I could get some rest he started out the door. And you’ll never guess who was standing there.

 

“Surprise!” Wally grinned.

 

Daddy bid his farewell and shut the door, leaving me with my new hubby. He handed me a bouqet of yellow roses (my fave!) and kissed me.

 

“You’re back already…?”

 

He nodded. “Ye—yeah!”

 

“Is everything alright?”

 

“Why wouldn’t it be??”

 

~~~

 

ONE WEEK LATER—October 31^st

 

We arrived at Atlantis, our honeymoon destination, with no hassle. And I MEAN Atlantis as in the Hotel/resort not the underwater city. If you’d only know how many people thought we were actually going to THE Atlantis…

 

Wally checked us in while I went into the dining room and grabbed a bite to eat. The movements and extreme pinched in my abdomen wouldn’t die down. I figured the baby was trying to tell me HE was hungry. So… I ate! Had two ice cream sundaes, a chocolate chip cookie, a dill pickle, and a slice of cheesecake. Wally joined me for a while, looking out the glass window to the pool outside. There was what looked like a Mayan pyramid with a waterslide blasting out of the center of it, which flowed down into a shark tank and out and through into another pool.

 

“I’ve GOT to go on that ride.” He told me.

 

I turned, munching on a cookie, watching as a brave soul pushed himself off from the top of the three story ride and soared down into the shark tank. “Looks like fun… Wonder if pregnant ladies can get on it.”

 

He grinned at me. “Well, even if they’re not e can always come back after baby pops out and.. THEN you can get on!”

 

“But I’ll look horrible in a bathing suit! Besides… You know I don’t like going out—“

 

“Aww… it’ll be FUN, Barb! Besides, you KNOW you want to! No one’s gunna care!”

 

“Says you.”

 

Wally ended up ordering an “Atlantian Margarita.” It’s just a margarita with a twist of mango inside, with a strawberry on the side of the glass with a sparkly purple umbrella in it. It was a pretty cute set up and Wally seemed to enjoy it.

 

After we finished up we departed and started for the elevator to go up to our rooms. On our way up you’ll never guess who we ran into! Kyle and Kara. Apparently they were there for some sort of seminar. We talked for a while before Kyle started to blush profusely from SOMETHING Wally and Kara said and grabbed Kara and took off. Heehee. That man’s so cute! He’s so shy but he’s a good guy!

 

So both Wal and I headed up to our rooms. Just as Wal opened the door I felt—Arugh. I can’t BEGIN to describe it but—my WATER broke! All I could feel was water just dripping down my legs from it all. I immediately started getting fierce pains. (And that’s not NORMAL. Carrying a Meta baby does make way for a VERY different pregnancy) “Uhh—Wal—Wally…? My—my water broke…”

 

“Oh that’s okay!” He told me, as he continued to struggle with the luggage. “We’ll get you a new one!”

 

“NONO!!!!! Mu—My WATER broke!”

 

He dropped the luggage and turn back to me. “BABY!!!!!!!????”

 

“YES!” I cried as the pains started getting really intense. “Baby’s coming—“ The pain—GWAD. Never felt pain that bad before. Even gun wounds weren’t as bad.

 

“SOMEBODY call a medic!”

 

Kara must have heard me screaming and bolted from wherever she was at and came right up to my side— Such a friend she is…

We got to the hospital, which was only followed by more pain. It didn’t take too long before the MASS in my stomach slid out into the doctor’s arms.

 

Blayne Richard West— born at 9:24pm, weight: 4 pounds and 5 ounces. He’s SO darling!! Even now… Yellow eyes, red hair…

 

At this point we don’t know if he has his father’s speed or not, but his eyes… they’ve been showing a dazzling show of lightning and glowing—complete with voltage.

 

No matter if he’s Meta or mortal, I’ll still love him the same—

 

Speaking of my Prince, looks like he just woke up from his nap. I better go make sure he’s all right. I’ll write again once I get a chance. I’m just glad I got this little break!

 

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