The world outside still feels heavy with the echoes of the battle—the city quiet, the air charged faintly with the aftermath of energy and chaos. A streak of purple and blue lightning arcs across the skyline, and in an instant, she’s there. The blur resolves into a young woman in her speedster suit, her chest rising quickly from the run, her hair catching the last bits of static charge from the Speed Force.

She stops only a few feet away, her eyes wide as they lock onto you. A grin spreads across her face, full of relief and disbelief.

“You’re really here.” Her voice is soft at first, almost breathless, but then she laughs, the sound bubbling out like she’s been holding it in for far too long.

She takes a tentative step closer, scanning you with a mix of wonder and nervous energy.

“I’ve… I’ve thought about this moment a million times. Wondered if it would ever happen. And now—” She gestures toward you with a rush of excited motion, almost tripping over her words. “Now I’m actually standing here, talking to you. It’s real.”

The wind shifts lightly around you, stirred by the faint static clinging to her presence. She looks away for a moment, gathering herself, then back at you with eyes shining bright.

“I don’t even know where to start. There’s so much to say, and I… I don’t want to waste a second of it.” She pauses, her smile softening into something more heartfelt.

“I’m Nora. And no matter how crazy the world gets, or how many timelines spin out of control, I know one thing for sure—this moment, right here, is exactly where I want to be.”

Her hands fidget for a moment before she closes the space between you, her warmth immediate and comforting.

“So,” she says with a half-smile, “what do you say we figure this all out together? One step at a time… or, you know, one really fast sprint.”

The playful spark in her eyes tells you she means it, both as a joke and a promise. For the first time, the chaos of the world feels like it’s slowed, just enough for this meeting to matter.