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Jogging up the stairs to my apartment, lost in the world of lady gaga and her poker face, I felt my should hit something or should I say someone. Mumbling a sorry to the hooded figure I continue my casual job up to my apartment, the amount of running I've done lately I'm taking it easy for once. Approaching my apartment door I notice a large brown box in the doorway. Slowly I walked towards the package suspicious of it. I know I haven't ordered anything and even if I had I would have had it sent to S.T.A.R Labs or my lab at the CCPD as I'm never home during the day. I slowly approached the package only to see it move.

I scratched the back of my neck awkwardly as I stood staring at the box, for all I knew it could be a poisonous snake or something that could kill me; why else would it be moving?

Thoughts started running through my mind, had someone found out my real identity and was trying to kill me or was I seeing things and the package isn't moving and it's all in my imagination?

Walking closer to the box I notice it's open and filled with blankets and towels, reaching forwards and carefully start pulling the blankets and towels away thankful I have lightening reflexes just in case there is something in there that can bite me. "Please don't be a snake, I hate snakes" I mumbled to myself as I continue to slowly shift the blankets around more out of curiosity as to what is in the box plus it's not as if I can leave it in the doorway forever and I need to make sure it's ok to chuck it into the trash.

Noticing the material move again I snatch my hand back, crouching over the box to see if anything else happens. The blankets and towels continued to move until a small hand popped out between the fabrics. "What the hell?" I asked aloud, thankful it wasn't a snake and continued to remove the top layer of fabric until I come face to face with a baby.

"Now I know I didn't order a baby" I speak aloud not caring if anyone heard me but more importantly wondering why there is a baby on my doorstep. Looking down at the baby I realise it's a baby girl due to the pink all in one she is wearing.

Reaching into my pocket and pull out my keys and open the front door to my apartment before picking the box up off the floor and going inside. Placing the box carefully onto the coffee table, I sat down on the edge of the couch before carefully taking the baby out of the box, cradling her in my arms.

"Now where did you come from?" I asked looking down at her face; wanting to slap myself for thinking she would answer me.

Panic set in wondering how long she has been out there, gathering all the towels and blankets out of the box to make sure the baby didn't get cold. I set off in full flash mode to Caitlin's. Arriving in seconds I settled the baby against my chest with one hand while banging on her door with the other. For all I know this random baby could have been outside my apartment all day.

Caitlin finally swings the door open and looks me up and down a couple of times. "Are you trying to kill me Allen, what's so important you have to break my door down?"

"I need your help?" I flash my signature smile.

"You're not injured are you?" she grabs hold of my coat and drags me into her apartment. "What have I told you about keeping secrets? We don't keep secrets in science how many times do I have to tell you?" she continued to rant on with herself without giving me a chance to answer.

"Caitlin" I grab her arm, she finally stops talking as she turns back to look at me. "I'm fine I promise you, I need your help with this" I slowly pull back the blankets to reveal the baby"

"Where did you get that?" she laughed looking between the baby and me.

"I went home and she was on my doorstep and I couldn't just leave her there, can you check her over and make sure she is ok, I don't know how long she was there?" I asked holding the baby out to her.

"Give her to me" Caitlin took the baby from me and started walking towards her bedroom; I followed behind somehow feeling responsible for the baby. "You could have just taken her to the hospital you know" she glanced over her shoulder at me.

"I didn't know what to do and you were the first person I thought of" I shrugged scratching the back of my neck nervously. A habit I find myself doing a lot recently.

"I mean what kind of person leaves a baby alone of a doorstep, some people don't deserve to have children" placing the baby down onto her bed, she walked to the corner of the room to collect her medical kit before returning to the baby. "I mean some people can't have kids and would do anything to have them and then you get the selfish people in this world who have kids and abandon them. Where's the justice in that. Oh there's a note" she finally stops talking and turns to face me with the envelope in her hand that she pulled out from the mountain of blankets and towels.

"Read it" I say wanting to know who this baby was and why she was left on my doorstep.

Ripping the envelope open, Caitlin pulls out the note. Unfolding it she sits down on the bed besides the baby and looks up at me and starts reading. "Barry, surprise you have a daughter her name is Maddison Grace Allen. She is eight weeks old and I've come to the conclusion that I can't give her the care she needs. I know you can give her that care, you and that team of yours. Raise her properly and with love. Beth. Then there's just miner details at the bottom like date of birth and things like that" Caitlin hands the note over to me as I re-read it three more times before sinking against the wall. "Barry are you ok, talk to me?" Caitlin asks, concern written all over her face.

"I'm fine, I think or as fine as fine can be in these circumstances" I laugh nervously.

"So you have a daughter" Caitlin smiled turning her attention to the baby.

"Apparently so, if we're to believe the word of someone I spent one night with"

"That is all it takes but I can do a DNA test if you want me to but we'll have to go to S.T.A.R Labs to do so and I can run other tests on Maddison here to make sure she is ok"

"I'll meet you there" I say standing up from the spot on the floor and picking my daughter up. In another life I would laugh about this but with my life being as dangerous as it is. If Maddison is my daughter then things just became complicated.

Just the intro to an idea I had…

If you would like me to continue then please let me know. If enough people want me to continue then I will.

Chapters will be longer this is just an intro.