"I know you could," Ryan replied, closing his eyes as he accepted her kisses, "you keep me in check. You're welcome to kick my ass, [i]any day[/i], babe." He joked, smiling. He looked up at the sky. Even though they were in the in the woods, the sky was still visible. The stars shown brightly here unlike the dim stars back in Central City. That's when a thought crossed his mind.

"...I might have to become the Flash now." The words left his lips with out him even thinking. His father was gone, surely someone was going to notice that there was no red blur running around. Bart could pick up the mantle, but he wasn't much older than Ryan. Neither of the boys really showed too much interest in becoming the Flash, even though Bart was Kid Flash and Ryan could make Bart eat his dust any day.