"Hey. Wake up. It's time to leave." Barry whispers, gently shaking you awake.

It's been two months since the undead outbreak. Barry's been taking care of you ever since. The world's become a mess of walkers, and those just trying to survive. He doesn't know what he would do if something happened to you. You're just a kid, and he knows you deserve so much better then this.

Your speedster powers were barely developing when the chaos started. Iris was long gone, all that had been left being her wedding ring. Wally was missing, but Barry knew he had to find him.

He's eternally grateful to be a speedster. A power like that in this situation is perfect for evading walkers or bandits. "Come on, I know you're tired." He whispers, hand going to your hair. "I can carry you if you don't feel like running."