Author's Note: Hi! This is my twist off of 1x19. Who died in that episode? ME!

Something had happened. Barry wasn't sure what, but something had. After that day that they defeated the Everyman, Caitlin had been acting strange. He missed her taps on the arm; her occasional hugs; those times when they would meet each other's gaze and forget why it wasn't ok to sit there and get lost in each other's eyes for hours at a time.

Caitlin rarely let herself get in the same room alone with him anymore. It was terrible, and Barry was determined to find out what the heck he had done to make her so distant.

As he lay in bed about a week after they had defeated the Everyman, the thought crossed his mind that maybe it was Harrison's whole "secret identity" thing that was getting to her. Almost as quickly he dismissed it. She wasn't acting so reserved around Cisco, or even Harrison, the fraud himself! It was just him.

Barry glanced at his clock. It was much too late to just barge into her house and demand that she tell him what was wrong. He would have to wait until morning. Maybe he could shoot for 9:00. Caitlin would definitely be awake, then. No need to make this more uncomfortable that it already was.

Barry woke up at 7:02 and groaned. He usually liked to sleep in on weekend mornings. He didn't have to go to the CCPD unless there was an emergency or he had work to catch up on, and the same went for S.T.A.R. Labs (in that case it was a meta-human, though).

He got dressed, ate breakfast and brushed his teeth at a normal pace, trying to soak up as much of the dreaded waiting time as possible. It was only 8:00 when he finished, and Barry was so antsy he went for a run.

When 9:00 finally rolled around, Barry raced to Caitlin's house, raised his hand and... hesitated. What if she didn't want to see him this early? What if she was still asleep? He should have texted her before to see-

Before he could decide what to do, the door swung open and Caitlin walked out. She froze when she saw Barry. "Umm..."

"Caitlin! Hey. Is this a good time? I really need to talk to you about something."

"What?" Caitlin said stiffly.

Barry winced. "I just, um, couldn't help noticing that you seemed a little... distant lately."

Caitlin stiffened. Then she curled into herself slightly and wrapped her arms around her torso. Barry tried to reach out to give her some comfort, but she flinched. Caitlin felt terrible when she saw the hurt in his eyes. "Why don't you come in."

The two of them sat on Caitlin's couch, and Barry started talking again. "I don't know what I did, and if you'll just tell me, maybe I can make it right. I miss you, Cait."

"It wasn't anything that you did." Caitlin said, staring fixedly at the floor.

"Did the Everyman, when he looked like me, did he... I dunno, do something to you?" Barry asked, pieces clicking into place.

Caitlin sighed. "He... he kissed me."

Barry sat forward and buried his face in his hands. "He didn't."

"Yeah." Caitlin ran her fingers through her hair. "He said that he should have done it a long time ago -which, now that I'm thinking was a bold move on his part; what if we had just met or something?- then he twirled me around and, well, kissed me." Her face was dark red when she finished, and Barry sat back and rubbed a hand over his face. "Cait, I am so sorry. You know I would never take advantage of you like that, right?"

She nodded. "I know. It was just, I thought it was you, and then it wasn't, and..."

Barry turned to look at her. "Did you want it to be me?"

Caitlin blushed again. "I- I... yes." The last bit was so quite Barry could barely hear it.

But he did still here it. "Caitlin Snow. By name is Barry Allen, son of Nora and Henry Allen. I am not the Everyman. I am me. And I. Love. You." Caitlin gave a watery smile and Barry's lips descended on hers.

She could have backed out; could have pushed him away. But pushing him away was really the last thing on her mind.

Author's Note: Like it? I think I'll do a post-1x10 next. They didn't do a Snowbarry reunion and it made me MAD! Review please!