Hello! After Blind Date some of you asked me to share any Snowbarry ideas that I had and for some reason they've been the only cuties I've been able to write about lately. I don't know what I'm doing or why I'm doing it. All I know is that I wanted to share this story with you.

Disclaimer: None of the characters are mine they belong to the CW & DC. Doesn't mean I can't have fun with them though.

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Great Possibilities

Iris West & Eddie Thawne

Request the pleasure of your company

At the celebration of their wedding

Barry read the invitation for the umpteenth time. Iris, his Iris was marrying another man. They dated for five years and now she was marrying Eddie-Frickin'-Thawne. Okay, granted they dated in high school and broke up after their freshman year in college, still. This was a big deal. It was his high school sweetheart we are talking about here. He hoped to relive his parents' stories who ended up marrying their high school sweethearts –each other.

Now that dream was gone.

Life just wasn't fair.

Just as he was going to view the results of a blood sample he heard his phone buzz. It was a call from his friend Caitlin Snow. Perfect timing.

"Hey Cait, what's going on? You hate calling people," She was such an introvert at times that 95% of the time she would just text people, unless there was a real emergency.

"Barry, I hate asking this from you but could you bring me feminine napkins on your way back. I'm not feeling well," her voice was wobbly.

Poor Cait, it always broke his heart when he heard her suffering. Especially during that time of the month. She either felt extremely well and went on about her day like nothing was wrong in the world or she felt nausea, cramps, headaches, body pains, and everything in between. This month was definitely a one of the bad months.

"Sure thing. Which kind?" He said as he put his samples away and started to close up the lab. This was an emergency after all.

"Long and slim ones, orange wrapped,"

"You got it. I'll be there in about 30 minutes," This wasn't the first time the woman asked him for these types of things. In fact, many people thought they acted like an old married couple considering their levels of intimacy. They just couldn't accept that a man and a woman were extraordinary friends. Sure it wasn't usual, but things with Caitlin never were.

As he drove to the nearest store he smiled thinking about how they met.

8 years ago...

Iris had just broken up with Barry saying that they needed time and things weren't the same anymore. The spark was gone, she said. Barry was dumbfounded, he adored her. He would do anything she wanted just to make her happy, but that wasn't enough.

After one bittersweet kiss Iris left with a suitcase in tow, ready to take her flight to New York, she had been accepted into a prestigious journalism program and didn't hesitate to jump at the opportunity. Unfortunately, she wasn't a believer in long distance relationships and didn't want Barry on standby just for her. This was the best for the both of them.

Barry sighed, watching his longtime girlfriend...ex-girlfriend...walk away without a backward glance. He turned the opposite way and started to walk back to his dorm. This was officially the worst day of his life, now he understood when people said life sucked. He saw an empty bench and sat himself dejectedly. He just couldn't understand what he had done wrong. One day they were laughing and sharing dreams about their life after college, and the next she's telling him that she needs to live her own life and explore beyond Central City...and him.

He let out another sigh, this time a frustrated one, but his inner musings were interrupted by another person who sat next to him. This really annoyed him, couldn't the person see that he needed to be alone right now? He didn't have time for interruptions here. The college freshmen eyed this mysterious person suspiciously, hoping the telepathic message of 'leave me alone' would make its way.

Meanwhile, mysterious person X took out a bag of chips from a Wal-Mart bag and handed it to him while taking one as well.

This made Barry turn and take a quick glance at this person and wasn't impressed by the typical college student before him. This stranger looked like a guy who had just gotten out of bed, wearing black sweatpants, an oversized hoodie, dark rimmed glasses, and a CCU beanie that was bulky due to all the hair under it. After a few seconds of analysis, he took the chips and figured this guy couldn't do any harm.

"Women suck," he said while popping a handful of chips in his mouth. "I mean, we had our whole lives ahead of us, and she leaves me,"

The guy nodded and looked into the plastic bag once again pulling out a tissue box, opening it, and handing it over to him.

Barry looked at it strange "What?" he said with a high pitched voice, totally not what he intended.

The guy didn't say anything and began to eat some chips.

"It's not like I'm going to cry over a girl, am I right?" he said with faked bravado, "She can do whatever she wants! So will I!" yeah, that was right. Forget girls, they're the worst.

The stranger still said nothing and continued eating the salty goodies.

"I mean…"he huffed, but his voice started to break, 'damn Iris,' he thought to himself. "It's not like she's the only girl out there. Okay, yeah, sure she was my first girlfriend, and I had this life plan for us, but come on!" And then the water-works started. He couldn't stop himself, life just wasn't fair for him. What had he done wrong?

He cried about Iris, he cried about life, and he proclaimed to hate all women in the world (except for his mom of course). Yes, he was crying, and yes it wasn't manly, but he was with a guy whom he didn't know and probably would never see again, so it didn't matter. After a while the tears subsided (the tissues had come in handy after all), "thanks man, I needed that," he did feel much better after all.

The stranger nodded once again and got up getting ready to leave.

"Wait!" he inadvertently took the person's arm and he dropped his Wal-Mart bags revealing a whole selection of feminine products.

They both looked at the items on the concrete floor and Barry knelt picking up a packet of feminine pads and looked up to the guy in front of him, finally taking a good look at this stranger, "You...you're...a girl!"

The stranger, now properly identified as a girl, took the pads and picked up the rest of her things, "I never said I wasn't," she said matter of factly.

Great. This was exactly what he needed to end his evening on the best note, "You didn't say anything!" Barry's face started to turn red in hot embarrassment, he made a fool of himself in front of a stranger, a girl no less. Why couldn't he be hit by a lightning bolt right about now?

"I figured you were the one that needed to talk," there wasn't a trace of embarrassment or judgement in her eyes.

And the rest was history.

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Barry stepped into the apartment using the spare key that Caitlin had given him, "Your knight in shining armor has arrived,"

Caitlin was lying on her couch looking pale and disheveled, "You're finally here, thank goodness,"

He gave her a sympathetic smile and left the items on her kitchen table, making a turn to the kitchen to make her some tea.

Caitlin got up and dragged herself to the table pulling out the contents from the plastic bag, "You brought me a heat patch," she said appreciatively, "you shouldn't have,"

"I know they really help," he pulled the tea cup, now hot, from the microwave and looked for the honey.

Her eyes started to get moist, how she hated her hormones right now, "Barry,"

He turned to her while stirring the honey.

"I love you," and with that she headed to the restroom not noticing how her friend's stirring motion stopped after her words.

As Caitlin retreated, Barry smiled to himself.

She came back finding Barry setting two cups on the table and taking a seat on the couch, the same one she was resting on earlier.

"Special Allen blend?" She took the cup enjoying the smell of her tea.

"Only the best for you,"

"What would I do without you?" She gave him a warm smile, despite looking nauseous. "What's that?" She asked, taking notice of an envelope sticking out of his jacket.

"Oh," he pulled it and handed it to her, "wait til you see it,"

Caitlin took the envelope and opened it seeing the letter I&E engraved in golden lettering, "Iris West and Eddie Thawne request your…" she stopped reading out loud and finished scanning the invitation with her eyes, "she's getting married," she murmured to herself and looked at Barry with concern. She was fully aware that he had carried a torch for her all these years and still harbored the hope of one day getting back together.

"Yeah," he said softly, lacing his hands together and releasing a self-deprecating chuckle, "I couldn't believe it. I mean, I thought after she came back from New York two years ago we would rekindle our relationship. Obviously, I was wrong," Sure Iris had dated Eddie in New York but he didn't think they would last, she said she couldn't do long distance relationships, but she waited a year before Eddie was finally transferred to Central City.

"I'm sorry Barry," and she really was. Barry was the most honest, open, and loving person she had ever met. If there was someone that deserved to be happy that was one Barry Allen.

Barry hung his head low for a few moments and then snapped it back up with an ear splitting grin, "But I have a plan," he said with conviction.

"Uh oh, I don't think I'm going to like it,"

"And I'm going to need your help," he took her hands in his and met her hazel eyes with a smug grin, "marry me,"

Caitlin raised an eyebrow, "Excuse me?"

He shook his head, "That came out wrong. Pretend to be my fiancé," his face full of determination and hope.

"Uhm, Barry, why?" she asked as she tried to pull her hands away -unsuccessfully because her friend held them in place.

"Look, I have to go there a week before the wedding to help with all the arrangements," Barry had filled Caitlin in on the West-Allen legendary friendship and how both families did everything together. Surely his mother was involved in the wedding as she acted as a pseudo mother to Iris, who had lost her own when she was very young. It was no surprise to the families when the two children started dating, what was surprising was their eventual rupture.

"Right, and why do I have to pretend to be your fiancé?"

"I can't go there by myself, I'll look like a big time loser in front of her," he couldn't have that. Besides, even though Iris had never met Caitlin, Barry had told her all about her, in fact they talked about the doctor quite often.

"Right," she said once again still not convinced, "but it's not like you want to make her jealous and try to break up her wedding, I mean that's ridicu-"

"That's exactly what I'm doing,"

"He lost it," Caitlin thought to herself.

"The reason why Iris is marrying Eddie is because she's always had me in her back pocket, if I show her that I'm not available, she'll want to have me back and goodbye Eddie Thawne,"

"How many trashy romantic comedies have you seen lately?" she eyed him suspiciously, wondering if he was ill.

"Does it matter? I can assure you this will work!"

"Barry you're acting like a child. If Iris is marrying Eddie it's probably because she loves him, don't you think?"

The CSI softened his grip and his semblance deflated, "Caitlin I need to try something, I can't go down without a fight, Iris is the woman of my dreams," he looked at her seriously, hoping to convey his feelings and desperation to his longtime friend.

His plan was totally ridiculous, she's seen this plot in many bad movies. It was stupid, idiotic, with a 99% chance of failure…

"I'll do it,"

"You will!" This was great! He hugged her tightly, "You are the most amazing woman I've ever met Caitlin Snow,"

She patted his back, "I know,"

{x}

Can we pretend that this is like...Earth-47 or something?

I have a million other pressing things to do, but here I am writing about these two. Ugh…darn you inspiration! Coming at the worst possible time.

Anyway, for those that enjoy Snowbarry, here is another story about our two adorable dorks.

WARNING: There may be an overflow of romance and sweetness…read at your own risk.

Love,
Kim