A/N: We didn't get to spend much time in 2049, and you didn't get to see the original timeline I created. So here's a bonus chapter from Henry West-Allen's perspective, starting when he first discovered his powers. Let me know what you think!

The lightning travelled through his body as he ran, filling him with an indescribable energy. He'd tried to describe it before, to Kristin, and she still didn't get why he loved running. He didn't get her powers, though, so maybe it was a personal thing. He'd only known about his speed for eight months or so, but it had become a habit to go racing through the city.

It was an accident that he found out he was a speedster, really. He hoped his mom would have told him eventually, but when he found the suppressor chip in his shoulder, she had no choice.

Henry was running up to Kristin, the meta cuffs in his hand.

"Get back to the lab, it's not safe for you out here!" Kristin cried.

"You need these," he panted, handing the cuffs over.

"I also need you safe. I'll be right back!"

She started going after the latest meta-tech lunatic that had caught their attention. This particular lunatic was making a mess of the street, tearing the metal sheets from buildings and jamming them into the ground (maybe trying to make his own lair?).

Henry drew back slightly, but stayed to see if Kristin needed any help. She'd been doing this for years now, dealing with the minor threats to the city while Henry watched from the sidelines. He hated that he couldn't help more, but he would just be in the way if he tried to fight.

He knew that, but when the lunatic sent a sheet of metal right into Kristin's ice bridge, breaking it apart and throwing her back, he temporarily forgot. He ran forward, yelling for the lunatic's attention to give Kristin a chance to recover and stand.

It worked. It worked too well, and he turned to run as a wickedly sharp piece of metal flew towards him. He had no chance of avoiding it, and Kristin's wave of cold energy came too late to deflect it. The only thing that saved him was that he had moved slightly to the side – the metal sheet ran through his shoulder instead of slicing his chest. He heard Kristin yell his name, and in his peripheral vision saw her lunge towards the lunatic with a ferocity he wasn't familiar with. His focus was more on the blood seeping from his shoulder, though, and the stinging wrongness he felt there.

Kristin stood next to him, extending a hand, and he took it and let her help him up. "We're going to the hospital," she said, boosting them onto an ice bridge.

"The lunatic -."

"He's cuffed and his tablet's broken. He can wait."

Henry held onto her with one arm as she moved them to the hospital. She was at his side again the moment the doctor let her – and when they showed him the suppressor chip.

"It looks like it's been damaged," the doctor said. "Do you want us to remove it and make a new one?"

Henry looked at the scan of his shoulder, which highlighted the small square of tech that had apparently been implanted there. "Remove it," he said distantly. He looked at Kristin as the doctor took it out, reading in her eyes that she knew what this meant just as well as he did.

"Do you want us to find a replacement?" the doctor asked. "I believe we have one in store for either you or your sister."

Henry swallowed at this second bombshell. "No," he managed. "Leave it out."

So the doctor patched up his shredded shoulder and discharged him. Henry walked out the hospital doors, his arm linked with Kristin's. "I don't know what to think," he said, after a few minutes of silence between them.

"I think you're a metahuman," Kristin said. "And if I had to guess, I'd say you're a speedster like your dad was."

He'd been thinking the same thing, but now he stopped, freeing his arm to turn and face her. "Why would I have a suppressor chip, though? Why does it seem like Nora has one too?"

She was shaking her head. "I don't know."

There was some feeling building in him – something shaky and erratic and off. He felt like he was vibrating, and when he looked down and saw his hands more as a blur than solid objects, his concern only grew. "The effect of the chip is wearing off," he said.

Kristin placed a hand on his arm, and some of his shaking stopped. "Don't freak out."

He knew he was close to freaking out, and the fact that she could tell also helped calm him. It was a lot to take in. "I don't know how to tell my mom. Or Nora. She's gotta be a speedster too, right?"

"Talk to them tomorrow. You need to give yourself time to think things over."

He took her hand again in agreement, and they started walking towards her apartment.

When he first started running… he fell. A lot.

After getting control of his abilities, he started to think of something potentially life-changing. If it worked. He kept it to himself for a few weeks, as he thought it over. He didn't tell his mom, or Nora. This meant he spent less time with them, since he was bad at keeping secrets. He was surprised he didn't tell Kristin for so long. But he wanted to be sure before he started asking for her help.

He also didn't think his mom or Nora could handle it, if he was right. His mom was always trying to be strong. Nora… Nora was too impatient. There was a reason they called her XS. Patience was something Henry was good at, and he knew it would be crucial for his plan. Which meant Nora couldn't know. But he needed to tell someone.

"Kristin," he called one day.

She crossed the room, looking at him expectantly.

"My dad's still alive, right? He's stuck in some prison he can't get out of, but he's still alive, isn't he?"

"Reverse-Flash probably wouldn't be here if he was dead."

Reverse-Flash had appeared in their lives a few times. Only quick glimpses, but the people in Central City had seen his lightning trail all over, at different times.

"If my dad's alive… what if we could find a way to free him?"

Kristin sighed. "I think our moms and Cisco tried just about everything they could think of, Henry."

Henry stood up. "I know that. But what if the answer isn't in logic?" He looked at her and felt his certainty grow. "What if it's in speed?"

He could see the idea growing in her eyes as she considered it. "It seems possible. But we still don't know anything about where he is."

Henry almost smiled. "We're going to find out."

It was about two months later when Thawne appeared. Henry and Kristin were at the drive-ins, watching an old movie on a Saturday night. Henry tensed as his instincts picked up on something, but even with his speed, the man was already getting into the back seat by the time Henry turned around.

It took only a second to recognize the yellow and red suit, and fear and hatred struggled in Henry's throat.

"I never thought of this as a date movie," the man said. His voice wasn't disguised.

"What are you doing here?" Henry asked.

Thawne leaned forward. Henry put a hand out in front of Kristin, and Thawne stopped with an amused half-smile. "You learned you're a speedster. Congrats."

"What do you want?" Kristin asked.

Henry felt the temperature drop. Thawne narrowed his eyes. "I don't like the cold. I just want to talk."

They moved at the same time. Henry pushed back, to keep Thawne from lunging forward as Kristin sent a wave of cold energy at him. She kept it going full-force as Henry moved the fastest he ever had, around to the passenger side of the car and grabbing Kristin in his arms. He ran without looking back, knowing if he did, he would lose any chance of getting away.

And then he saw a blur of red and yellow immediately in front of him and was thrown to the ground. He tried to keep Kristin in his arms, but let her go as he rolled a few feet away. He jumped up to face Thawne to find him standing right in front of him.

"I thought you were the smart one of Barry's brats."

This time his voice was modulated, his eyes glowing red from the lightning no doubt raging through him. Henry stood tall. "I'm gonna ask one more time," he said. "Why are you here?"

Thawne moved to the side, and cold radiated in Henry's side as Kristin's attack struck him.

"The two of you are really rough right now, but we can fix that with time." Thawne stopped altering his voice. He moved, bringing Kristin over next to Henry, and then peeled back his mask as he looked at the two of them. "Cold and speed don't mix," he said, "yet here we are again, a Flash working with an ice demon. It shouldn't work." Thawne studied them for a second. "I happen to need your help," he said with a look at Kristin.

"Why?"

Thawne ignored her, shifting his attention to Henry. "I also need a speedster, and as luck would have it, the two things I need are right here. In a committed relationship, it seems. I have a little construct that I need to rebuild. It's housing a nasty creature, and it's weakening, so I need to work on it. I can't do it myself, though. My energy is used keeping it stable. If I try to just kill the animal, it'll escape. I need another speedster to keep the construct stable, and your icy girlfriend here to freeze the animal inside in the split second it has to escape while I turn over the keys, so to speak. I'll kill the animal, and then we can all go on with our lives."

"There are other speedsters, and cold weapons," Henry said.

Thawne did partly smile. "You are the smart one. Yes, there are other speedsters, but I need someone more in tune with the Speed Force. I need someone capable of going as fast as me. If not faster," he added, almost reluctantly. "Your father was the only one to challenge me in that way, and with more training, you should be able to reach his top speed and help me."

Henry could see Kristin trying to figure out a way to attack, and tried to tell her not to. She glared at Thawne. "You're despicable," she spat. "You ruined the Flash's life, and the lives of his family, and now you want us to help you? That will never happen."

Thawne extended his hand toward her, lined up next to her chest, and started vibrating it. Henry started to reach for her, but stopped when Thawne started vibrating his hand even faster. "I haven't killed anyone this way in a long time," Thawne said softly. "I'd rather not kill you, since you could be of use to me, but know that I won't have any remorse if you make me. Like you said…" He looked at Henry. "There are cold weapons that are just as effective."

Kristin's eyes were huge and terrified, and Henry help up his hands. "Okay!" he cried.

Thawne's hand didn't stop. "You'll help me?"

Henry swallowed his emotions. "It looks like I don't have much choice."

"I trained your father to be the hero your city loved. Now I'll train you." Thawne stopped his hand from vibrating and took a step back. "See how simple that was? I'll be back soon." He pulled his mask back up. "And if you every try to attack me again? I'll crush her heart before you can blink, closely followed by yours."

He ran out of sight in a crackle of electricity, leaving the night around them silent. Henry didn't know if he moved first or if it was Kristin, but in less than a second they were in each other's arms. Henry could feel Kristin trembling, and thought he might be as well. He held her close as their breathing calmed, and only moved when he felt her hand tracing over his arm.

"I'm sorry," she said.

He looked at the ice, concentrated, and vibrated so it broke off.

"I can't believe he approached us," Henry said.

"We can't help him. You know that, right?"

Of course he knew that. But he also knew that he was the kind of person who would let the world burn, to save her. He was positive the image of Thawne's hand threatening her would haunt him for a long while. "We need to tell my family. They'll know what to do."

"Henry, stop thinking about me! Okay? Don't you understand what just happened?"

He was a bit taken aback at her change in tone.

"He has something trapped in a construct. He didn't say cage. Henry, what if he's talking about -?"

"My dad," Henry realized. "Thawne has him somewhere."

"And he's going to show us where."

Henry shook his head. "He'll kill us if we try to free my dad."

Determined blue eyes met his. "Not if we strike first. Thawne's famous for betrayal. Let's let him teach us a thing or two. He won't suspect a thing."

So Thawne started training Henry, teaching him how to be a real speedster. Henry didn't have to pretend to like him. Thawne openly expressed his hatred for them. But Henry did find value in Thawne's teachings. As Kristin had said weeks before: Thawne was good with betrayal. Henry learned how to hide things from the man in yellow.

Henry did tell Nora that Reverse-Flash had confronted he and Kristin. He left it at that, though, still believing that keeping her in the dark was the only way to succeed. If he and Kristin wanted to live through this, and actually get Barry back, no one else could know what they did.

He tried to ease his guilty conscience by teaching Nora a few basics about being a speedster, but his time was quickly filled, either being drilled with training from Thawne or practicing with Kristin, to try and become a flawless meta-team. Nora turned to The Flash Museum with talk of running back in time, and Henry told her it was a bad idea. He should have sat her down and told her the truth, the last time Nora asked for his advice on when to go back to. If he'd known she would act so soon…

Henry was going to ask Kristin to marry him. He'd been waiting, knowing he wanted to ask her since they started dating, and he couldn't wait any longer. It had been six years, after all. He thought his mom knew. He thought Caitlin did as well. But Nora he wasn't sure about. She either didn't realize how crazy Henry was about Kristin, or she didn't want to. Now that he and Kristin were literally working with the enemy, he didn't want to wait any longer. It took up a lot of his attention, and he didn't realize his impatient sister was done waiting.

He was going to ask Kristin that night, when Nora confronted him and told him she was going back to the Enlightenment. Henry pleaded with her to stay in their time, but she hadn't listened to him in weeks. She thought he didn't care, and he realized she felt betrayed.

And then she ran off, from the spot their father had disappeared over two decades before, Henry's shouts of "Nora, PLEASE!" lost in the rush of speed she generated.

Thawne was supposed to take Henry and Kristin to his construct that housed Barry later that week.

As Henry ran to tell Kristin what had happened with Nora, a ripple seemed to go through the world, stopping him and sending him sprawling to the ground.

He saw a rush of memories, and felt a building pressure in his head as new images played over in his brain. The new ones started crashing into the old, tearing them apart so viciously that he wasn't aware of it.

Henry West-Allen's memories changed.

And then his life followed suit.

A/N: There's the bonus chapter of Nora's Secret. This is the timeline as it originally was, before Nora went back. She was suspicious of Henry and Kristin, but didn't know the whole story. And when she changed things, she made her suspicions the reality. That's why it's important to learn all the facts!

I hope you enjoyed this story. I know I enjoyed writing it. If you like my writing, be on the lookout for a few other stories I'll be posting soon, including:

- 2 Snowstorm (Ronnie x Caitlin) oneshots

- A Flash and Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. crossover (details are on my profile page)

Thanks for the support on this story. Until next communion.

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