To understand exactly what I'm about to tell you, you need to do one thing first, you need to believe the impossible.

Can you do that? Good.

You see that red blur? That's my best friend in the entire world, and that small figure watching him from the building he's running past?

That's me.

The person who just picked up a car with her mind? Also me.

That purple glow around me? Just a side effect of the impossible.

My name is Jasmine West and my best friend Barry Allen is the fastest man alive.

But this is not his story. It's mine.

I was born with health troubles, spending most of my childhood in and out of hospitals. Mostly affecting my brain.

I wasn't supposed to live past age thirteen.

I did.

"Jaz! Hurry up!" Iris' grating voice called up the stairs, "We're gonna be late for you and Barry's geekfest!"

Jasmine rolled her eyes, trying on her third coat that morning before settling for the brown trench her dad had given her as an early birthday present that year. Grabbing the portfolio on the edge of the dresser, she caught one last glance in the mirror before descending the staircase, her bouncy curls flying past her cheek.

Iris tore her eyes away from her phone to send Jasmine a judgemental look before grabbing her keys, "Finally," she exclaimed, "I thought you'd never get ready"

"Well," Jasmine scoffed, locking the door behind her, "Today's the big day," she cocked an eyebrow, "or did you forget like you do about everything in my life?"

Iris playfully slapped her shoulder, "I didn't forget, I know that today's your big atomic accelerator thingy"

"And…?"

Iris paused, taking an extra-long sip of her coffee before flapping her lips back and forth, "And it means a lot to you and Barry"

"Oh my god" Jasmine sighed, scratching her eyebrow, "You totally forgot about my interview today."

"No-No I did not" Iris defended, pulling her phone out, "I even wrote it down in my calendar see?"

Jasmine refused to look at the bright screen, biting her cheek as she reflected on her sister's typical behavior.

"Do my accomplishments really mean that little to you?"

"No!" Iris protested, "No, It's just, between you and Barry I can't keep up with all the sciencey stuff you guys do"

A scoff left her mouth, "This 'sciencey stuff'" Jasmine said, "Is what got me my PhD and it's the reason I'm able to get this interview with Dr. Wells in the first place."

Iris continued to defend herself, "In my defense," Iris began, "I'm dealing with my own thesis and Barry's issues."

Jasmine shook her head, "Yeah, well at least we know who you prefer" she muttered, refusing to continue arguing with the stubborn woman beside her.

They walked the rest of the trip in silence, reaching the precinct with plenty of time to spare. Choosing to try and calm herself down from being in Iris' presence for too long, Jasmine decided to visit her Dad's cubicle, a wide smile on her face as she knocked on the wood.

"Knock knock!"

Her voice caught the cop by surprise, "Jazzy!" Detective Joe West stood up at the sight of his youngest child, engulfing her petite frame in one of his famous hugs, "I wasn't expecting to see you here"

Jasmine managed to break free and shrugged, gesturing to her portfolio, "Just thought I'd stop by before heading out to STAR"

Joe cocked an eyebrow, leaning against the desk, "You mean, before you and Barry head out to STAR?"

Jasmine tilted her head in a gesture not unlike the man before her, "For the last time Dad, Barry is just a friend," Joe chuckled, "And, he deserves a break after all the stress you and Singh put on him" Jasmine continues, defending the kid she grew up with.

Joe's chuckle continued to permeate the air before nodding upstairs, "He's in his lab, I'm sure he'd like to say hi to you"

Jasmine rolled her eyes, unable to keep the smile from spreading across her face as she turned around and almost bumped squarely into a blonde man with several cups of coffee in his hand.

"Oh my god, I am so sorry" He immediately apologized, moving out of the way.

Jasmine stifled the giggle coming out of her mouth, "Uh, don't worry about it, I think you've had a bit of a rough day." She gestured to the cups of coffee upon seeing the confused look in his bright blue eyes.

"What? Oh, yeah right." His laugh was easy-going, reminding her of Barry's, "I'm uh, Eddie. Eddie Thawne." He introduced, "I'd shake your hand but…"

"Coffee" Jasmine finished for him, "Uh, I'm Jasmine" She waved, "I'm Detective West's daughter"

A look of recognition passed over his face and she thought she caught the slightest glimpse of fear swirl in his eyes. Jasmine restrained her laughter.

"Detective West?" Eddie asked again. Jasmine nodded. Eddie gulped, "I'm his uh, new transfer from Keystone. I just started a few weeks ago,"

Jasmine made a noise of clarity, "Ahh, That's why you have that look in your eye," the confused look passed over Eddie's face again before Jasmine leaned in, "Between you and me, He's only scary on the outside. He's a giant teddy bear on the inside."

Eddie sighed in relief, "That's good to know."

Jasmine felt a buzz in her pocket, checking her phone for a text from Iris.

Barry's talking science and I need you to translate!

She rolled her eyes before tucking her portfolio folder back in her arms, "Well it was nice to meet you Eddie, Good Luck."

She spun on her feet, walking so fast out of the main floor she didn't hear Eddie call back to her with a dorky smile on his face.

Jasmine apparently entered the lab at the right time, because Iris was right, Barry was on one of his rants.

She allowed herself to observe the sight before her, watching Barry's wild gesticulating and the bright glow in his eyes as he continued to discuss Dr. Wells' contributions to particle physics. Usually, Jasmine would be just as interested in this conversation, but she was too busy staring at the small creases in Barry's forehead that would grow just a tad deeper when he got excited. She was too busy staring at the pink that flushed his cheeks, sending her stomach fluttering whenever she looked at him.

"You gotta get yourself a girlfriend," Iris joked, eating from a freshly purchased basket of fries. Barry turned toward the door, "You understand, right Jas?"

Her boots scuffled across the floor, not wanting to get involved in another debate about Barry's love life.

"Science can be your love" She offered, ignoring how cheesy and weird that sounded, "There's nothing wrong with that."

Barry ran his hands through his hair, exasperated with both West sisters.

"See?" Iris continued, "Even miss Married to Science herself thinks you need to get a girlfriend."

Jasmine's chest tightened and she moved to defend herself, "Whoa, I didn't say that."

"So what were you saying-"

"I definitely wasn't saying he should-"

Joe's booming voice interrupted their overlapping tones, "Girls, leave him alone, He's working."

Iris turned toward the doorway, sending a gentle wave over to their dad, "Hi dad."

"Your testing is done," Barry swiftly changed the subject, handing over a folder to the detective, "I think the Mardon brothers are hiding on a farm"

Joe sent him a creased brow that Jasmine had seen too many times. Her eyes wandered the lab, ignoring the urge to tidy up Barry's messy workspace.

"The fecal matter I found on the street," Barry continued, pulling Jasmine back into the conversation, "it was cow manure, which contains traces of oxytetracycline"

Her ears perked up at that, "an antibiotic?" She questioned, moving closer to examine the folder, only for the results to be torn away from her eyes.

Jasmine's grassy irises rolled themselves almost to the back of her head before crossing her arms and catching Barry's nod.

"There are only four farms in the area that use it in their feed," Barry continued, "And I'm willing to bet you'll find a sweet Shelby parked at one of them."

Joe's look moved from skeptical to impressed, but Jasmine had learned to read him. Anyone else wouldn't have been able to tell the difference.

"So Dad," Iris' voice turned sickly sweet, "Since Barry solved your poop problem, how about letting him go to STAR Labs?"

Joe looked between the three of them, a deep sigh passing his lips before closing the folder and nodding, "Fine, Go"

Jasmine couldn't stop the squeal from leaving her mouth as she engulfed Barry in a hug, linking her arm with his as they left the lab.

"Can you believe we're actually going to see Harrison Wells live in person?" Jasmine squealed as soon as their feet hit the pavement.

Barry let a chuckle pass his lips, his eyes staring forward at the figure in front of him.

Jasmine tried to ignore the constriction in her chest as Barry's gaze lingered on Iris. She dropped her arm from his, leaning closer to whisper in his ear, "You know she'd probably say yes if you asked her out."

Barry turned toward her, "Is this you finally giving me permission to date your sister?"

"I never said you couldn't" Jasmine teased, biting down on her lower lip.

"But you never said I could either, see there's a difference," Barry countered.

Jasmine chuckled, "What like that would've stopped you?"

"Oh come on you know-"

"It's not my fault you never-"

"Everything okay back there?" Iris spoke up, stopping in her tracks to face her two friends behind her. Jasmine felt her back straighten unnaturally, Barry joining her.

"Yeah," Barry shrugged, scratching the back of his head, "Why- uh-why wouldn't it be?"

Iris shrugged back, "No reason." Her dark eyes glassed over and she allowed Barry to move forward before latching onto Jasmine. "Did you see that?!"

"What?"

Iris' wide smile and playful smack caught her off guard, "Barry was totally flirting with you!"

Jasmine scoffed, "Pfft, no he wasn't." She assured her older sister, "Besides, he doesn't see me like that."

"Oh whatever!" Iris let go of her sister's arm, moving up a few paces to walk side by side with Barry, leaving Jasmine in the dust once again.

The bubbling in her stomach and chest constrictions had returned, and she forced herself to finally focus on her interview.

She was ready.

This was what she had been working toward literally her entire life.

And it had just fallen into her lap.

She couldn't let herself be distracted by Iris' antics and Barry's hopeless crush. And she definitely couldn't let herself be distracted by her own feelings for the CSI.

He was Iris'.

He would always be Iris'.

She let herself go over interview questions and possible answers in her head, while Barry continued his endless pining.

She didn't plan on not getting this job because of her shoddy love life.

It wasn't long before they found themselves outside the building she had spent her whole life dreaming about working at and she stared at the circular glassy exterior, trying to catch her breath.

"You good Jas?" Barry's voice pulled her out of stupor, bringing her back down to the ground.

"Huh?" She turned toward him, the CSI staying behind while Iris marched right in, "Yeah, I'm fine, I just...can't believe I'm here."

Barry patted her shoulder, pulling her in for a side hug. "You're gonna nail it."

She sent him a tight smile, her grip bending the portfolio she held in her hands as she separated from her sister and best friend.

The receptionist peered at her over his glasses, something lingering in the look he gave her. As if he couldn't believe who they were hiring nowadays.

"Head up the stairs, first door on the left" He remarked, refusing to say anything more as he went back to scrolling through the feed on his phone.

Jasmine's smile faded slightly as she stumbled away, "Um, thank you?" she stuttered out, letting her boots click against the glass, her feet starting to hurt from walking in them all day.

She followed the receptionist's instructions, tracing her fingers over the bright gold plate with the name Dr. Harrison Wells etched into the metal.

She was being interviewed by the man who had reinvented physics. The man whose presentations had inspired her to try and recreate one of his projects at the science fair.

The man who was reinventing history as they spoke.

But for some reason, Jasmine couldn't shake the anxiety that was rattling her head.

An hour passed.

Then thirty minutes.

Clouds had started to gather and Jasmine shot a look at her watch. She really should be getting home if she wanted to avoid the storm.

But no one had come in to tell her otherwise. And what if Dr. Wells was on his way right now? It wouldn't look good for her to leave.

Plus she didn't know when she'd get another chance like this.

She had to stay.

She'd worked too hard for this.

A ringing filled her ears, and she shook her head, reaching into her bag to pull out her bottle of advil, shaking it to release two pills into her hands, swallowing the medication as she stared out of the open window at the presentation happening outside.

A shaking rattled her feet and she braced herself against the chair she had been sitting in for the better part of an hour.

Her stomach dropped as bright yellow light filled her vision, a bright bolt of lightning from the storm knocking her backwards into the wall.

She groaned, head throbbing and ears ringing as her vision went black.