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Barry has been in this new timeline for about a week after he went back in time to save his mom. He loves this new timeline. He has his mom, and his dad again. There's even a Flash so he doesn't have to be. It was about a month later when Barry wakes up to see blood pouring from his nose. Panicking, Barry runs to the bathroom, and that's when he closes the door. After that, he washes his face, trying to get his nose to stop bleeding. Before he knew it, however, he felt an excruciating pain in his head, and that's when he falls backwards, passing out from the pain.

It was a few seconds later when Henry and Nora heard a loud thud in the bathroom. Within seconds, they rose from their chairs, and that's when they barge into the bathroom. When Nora, and Henry get into the bathroom, Barry was on the floor next to the sink. His eyes were closed, and his nose was bleeding.

"Oh my God! Barry?" Nora shrieks, running over to her son. Nora frowns when she sees dried blood in his nose.

"Henry! Call an ambulance!" She shouts. She's frantically shaking him now, desperately trying to get him to wake up, to look at them, to tell them what happened, but he's not responding.

"Barry? Honey? You're scaring me. Please wake up." Nora pleads. Henry grabs the landline off the table and calls for an ambulance. Barry was rushed to the hospital after that, and that's when Henry drives Nora to the hospital. Two months pass since Henry and Nora found Barry unconscious in the bathroom. They've taken him to forty different specialists, and they've all said the same thing: we don't know what's wrong with your son. Barry wakes up the next morning to see Henry dressed and ready to go to yet another specialist.

"Dad, please. You've taken me to forty different specialists that all say the same thing. They all don't know what's wrong with me. You've taken out God knows how many loans to pay for all these specialists. I'm done, I'm done, going to another specialist that's just going to tell me the same thing: "I'm sorry, but we don't know what's wrong with you". Please dad, I need you to stop. I can't take anymore specialists. I can't take another one telling me that they don't know what's wrong." Barry sobs.

Henry holds Barry as tight as he can. He hates seeing him cry, he hates that he doesn't know what's wrong with Barry even more.

"I can't do that slugger." Henry protests.

"Dad, please! I'm sorry, but there's no cure out there. No one can figure out what's wrong with me. How many more loans are you going to get before you give up?" Barry demands.

"I can't just sit here when my gut feeling says that something is wrong!" Henry shouts.

"Ten more specialists. You can take me to ten more, and if none of them figure it out, I'm done." Barry demands.

"Okay Barry." Henry sighs. He can see that Barry is frustrated, hell he's frustrated himself. He's taken him to over forty different specialists within the United States. Surely one of them could have figured out what the hell is wrong with his son. Henry wished that he could afford to take Barry to an international specialist, but there's no way he could afford that. They can barely afford the forty specialists, they already went to, let alone the expenses for an international doctor.

It was on the third month that Barry realized something, his memories were almost gone. Well, Barry didn't have any time to lose. He had to find Eobard. He'd been feeding him as often as he could, when he wasn't too sick to move that is. He wasn't sick today, but it was getting to be one of those days. When he woke up this morning, he was too nauseous to eat. Sighing, Barry grabs some soup. It's the only thing he can eat when he's feeling like this. After eating enough of the soup, he goes to Eobard's cell.

"I need you… I need you to…" Barry starts to say. Barry's head was starting to hurt. No, no, not now, please.

"Spit it out kid." Eobard chuckles, thinking that Barry was just trying not to say it.

"Kill… my… moth…" Barry continues to say. Eobard frowns when Barry's nose starts bleeding. Fuck, something's wrong.

"Kid? Are you alright?" He asks with concern, and that's when his eyes widened. Barry's body fell back against his cell, and he slowly closed his eyes. Eobard was worried now. Why the hell had the kid just collapsed without warning, and why the hell was his nose bleeding?

"Kid? This isn't funny. Get up!" Eobard calls, thinking that he was playing a joke on him. He had to be, right? Barry still doesn't move, and that's when he starts to worry. What is he supposed to do? He can't get out of this cell to help him.

"Hey, hey! Come on! Come on, wake up! Wake up kid!" He calls, still desperately trying to get him to wake up. When that didn't work, he sighs. He's just going to have to wait for the kid to wake up on his own.

It was almost ten hours later before the kid finally opened his eyes, and stood up.

"Jesus Christ kid, what the hell happened?" Eobard asks with concern.

"How long have I been out?" Barry asks.

"You've been out for nine hours and fifty-eight minutes." Eobard answers. Barry nods.

"What's wrong with you?" Eobard asks. Barry blinks. Well, this was different. It's odd seeing him being so nice to him.

"I don't know." Barry sighs.

"What do you mean, you don't know?" Eobard asks.

"Fifty specialists couldn't tell me anything. I gave up after that." He sighs. As Barry thought about it, it clicks. He needed to reset the timeline if he's going to be able to find out what's wrong with him.

"I need you to reset the timeline. I need you to kill my mother." He demands, and that's when he lets Eobard out of his cell. After Eobard did what he asked, Barry finds himself in a new timeline. This one was like his old timeline, but there were subtle differences as well. Like the fact that he's currently standing in the shadows of Cisco's grief meeting. He needs to hear this, he needs to know what he's done. Barry listens to his speech until Cisco walked over to Barry, leaving the group.

"What are you doing here?" He demands. Barry tries to speak, but all he can feel is the excruciating pain that usually comes with his nose bleeds. No, no, not now. Anywhere in the world, but here. Not now.

"Oh, I see. Now you want to be there for me." Cisco scoffs. Before Barry could say anything, his head felt like it was on fire. Soon enough his nose starts bleeding. Slowly, Barry closes his eyes, and before Cisco knew it, his body falls backwards, and his body crashes to the floor.

"Barry? Barry? Barry? Man, what's wrong? Hey, wake up!" Cisco shrieks as he frantically shakes Barry. Barry wasn't waking up though. Oh God.