Okay… thanks for all the great comments on the story this far! Thank you!

Barry tried his first unsteady steps since the fight. He was in a room almost by himself… Just one other person inside it…

He gripped the railing hard, but he put almost no weight on his arms… It was just that 'just-in-case' hold… He wouldn't dare a step even, if it weren't for the two solid metal rails beside him.

Five steps, and he was shaking… No one would believe he had once been The Flash… A few more and he was panting…

"You're doing great, Barry!" Oliver's encouraging voice cheered him on.

A smile flickered across his lips, before his left leg buckled underneath him. THAT was why he was holding the railings in a death-grip…

"You okay?" Oliver crutched closer.

"Yeah… Just need to concentrate a lot more than I used to…" Barry answers as he pulls himself back up to his feet.

"But you're walking! You're actually walking!" Oliver comes closer once again, he's almost touching the far end of the railings.

"Wouldn't call this walking…" Barry comments in a strained voice as he focusses on placing his right leg in front of the left one.

"It is walking! What would you call it?!"

"Merely moving my legs?"

"You're walking… It's just a little slow, and a little unsteady…" Oliver shakes his head, if only Barry could really see how great his progress was… Compared to all other humans in the same situation…

"Why do you have these rails anyway?" Oliver nodded towards the typical rehab-bars.

"I think it was a part of Eobard Thawne's scheme…"

"Okay…"

When he reaches the end he turns around, more than a little shaky… When he's facing his wheelchair again, he takes a couple of slow steps, pauses… And lets go of the rails…
He doesn't move… He just stands there… For one, two… Three… Four… Five seconds. He grips the rail again with his left hand, as his right hand shoots back to rub an area low along his spine…

"My legs are strong enough… That's something…" Barry mumbles as Oliver stands behind him in awe.

He takes the last few steps before he lets himself down into the chair that stands there waiting.

"I'll be walking again some day…"

"You'll be walking again before I will…" Oliver comments, "I'm pretty sure of that…"

Okay… I kinda had to do this…
Let Barry have a little more progress…