𝑮𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝑨𝒈𝒆 𝑭𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒉

His name was Jay Garrick & people called him 𝑇𝘩𝑒 𝐹𝑙𝑎𝑠𝘩.

[Doctor Mid-Nite @PieterCross]

“Those were the days.” #JSA

[𝑮𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝑨𝒈𝒆 𝑭𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒉 @Jay_Garrick]

@DukeOfDarkness @1stGreenLantern @Joan_Garrick - as that could set him off, overcome by an anger the others could only guess at.
Otherwise, he was just another old man who was a ghost within his own receding memories.
The hours were growing shorter as the night grew longer.

[𝑮𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝑨𝒈𝒆 𝑭𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒉 @Jay_Garrick]

@DukeOfDarkness @1stGreenLantern @Joan_Garrick - such impulses came from.
Had he been someone once? Had there been a family? Friends? A wife?
During the hours where he had no visitors he would sit there within the haze - Not much roused him. The staff and the other people within this home knew not to play any violin music -

[𝑮𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝑨𝒈𝒆 𝑭𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒉 @Jay_Garrick]

@McNider @H0URMAN @1stGreenLantern Jay looked up & gave a small nod. ‘I do indeed. I also recall that all you currently know is that FDR sent for Alan & I to go to Europe incognito.’ Jay lifted the teacup. ‘It is some years from now before we divulge more information to you.’ He sipped tea. ‘Very nice.’

[𝑮𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝑨𝒈𝒆 𝑭𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒉 @Jay_Garrick]

@McNider @H0URMAN Soon, tea in hand, Jay sat at the so-familiar JSA meeting table - Yet this one was fairly new, unmarked, unblemished. No dents upon its surface from @SAVAGEHAWKMAN’s mace. Jay smiled to himself.

[𝑮𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝑨𝒈𝒆 𝑭𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒉 @Jay_Garrick]

@McNider @H0URMAN A month before Pearl Harbor. Jay tilted his helmet back as he turned to face old friends, dearly missed. ‘Charles. Rex. It is good to see you again.’

[𝑮𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝑨𝒈𝒆 𝑭𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒉 @Jay_Garrick]

@McNider @H0URMAN Jay was standing before a photograph of the team with FDR. ‘What month is this?’

[𝑮𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝑨𝒈𝒆 𝑭𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒉 @Jay_Garrick]

He dragged himself upright within the bed, groaning as his vision swam, swarms of buzzing bees seemingly within his head.
The bright light of the Speed Force as he raced down the kaleidoscope barrel, balancing his weight...

He looked about.

‘Where the devil am I?’

[𝑮𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝑨𝒈𝒆 𝑭𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒉 @Jay_Garrick]

Jay recalled he had been following @ProfessorZoom_... they had been fighting - Must have been a few hours ago at least. All these thoughts cascading over him as he remembered the Speed Face, the swell, the swell like a wave, again, cascading over him.

[𝐌𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐫 @H0URMAN]

@McNider “Which leads us to the question, who the hell is this? Just some old hobo, one of the city’s lost?”

[𝐌𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐫 @H0URMAN]

@McNider Rex shook his head and walked the length of the trench coming to the body of the man dressed like the Flash. “Poor old bastard.” He called back. “Think that goof @RivalFlash dosed him?”

[𝐌𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐫 @H0URMAN]

@McNider “Yeah, it’s just a minor detail, right,” Rex muttered, staring ahead.

[𝐌𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐫 @H0URMAN]

@McNider Rex sighed and kicked at a tuft of earth. “Are we really here to stare at the muck or are we here for the old codger dressed like our friend?”

[𝐌𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐫 @H0URMAN]

@McNider “Nah, there’s plenty of hours before then.” Rex chuckled.

[𝐌𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐫 @H0URMAN]

Early November, 1941. Rex clad in his Hourman outfit stood there, arms folded as he stared confused at the scene before @McNider and himself. “Not sure I quite believe this, Charlie boy.”