"Hi, Dad."

The whole of the CCPD was silent.

"Santana... What is the meaning of this?" Bassy hissed.

"You know that time where we both wanted to see whether we were bi or just gay after graduation?" Sanatan said, resting her hand on the child's shoulder.

"Yes, that was long ago..." Bassy said, his eyebrows scrunched.

The CCPD was watching the pair with great interest. There were rumours that Santana Lopez had a daughter, but there was never any proof. Except for now.

"I would like you to meet your daughter, Sebaste (Basie) Ao Smythe." Santana said, "she's six years old."

Bassy was shocked still until a smile came fleeting across his face, "Ao, Japanese... A form of green," he whispered. "S.A.S for the initials, much better than B.H.S.S.A," he laughed.

"Thought you would appreciate it when I finally tracked you down," Santana smiled back.

"I'm still shocked..." Bassy emitted.

"And I would not think anything else of it... Come back. The group misses you. We thought you were dead. Then we heard about your coma; you worried your brother and sister half to death," Santana said, holding her daughter close.

Glancing at The Captain and receiving a small nod in return, "I think I can spare a week or two," Bassy smirked.

It was then that Sebaste decided that she wanted to meet her father. She wiggled out of Santana's grip and tentatively approached him. A smile crossed her face when he crouched down so that the two of them were face to face, his arms open wide. She giggled before barreling into him after a reassuring nod from Santana and knocked him clean onto his back.

"Time to head back," Santana said as Bassy got back to his feet, holding onto little Basie.

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Bassy's leg was bouncing as the jet landed on the tarmac. He was back in his standard leatherwear; his hair slicked back. It had been so long since he went to Ohio since he had been Sebastian.

"You ready to face the music?" Santana asked, lifting Basie onto her hip.

"As ready as I will ever be," Bassy said, resisting the urge to run his hand through his hair.

"The others are in a private hall not far from here. We will all be wearing costume masks, meaning that we won't give away the element of surprise," Santana said, "even the Warblers are all there."

"I take it you have a plan to reveal me?" Bassy asked.

"When don't I?" Santana smirked, "you will be revealed through a little duet between us. I think that Basie could take your mask to reveal your identity."

"That sounds splendid; I presume that you have the masks?" Bassy asked as he stretched his back.

"Here," Santana said, throwing him a hooded cloak and a black half mask.

Putting it on, Bassy found that the cloak was almost painfully tight on him, but otherwise, it was well. The mask fit close to his skin like the mask of his flash suit.

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Walking into the room, Bassy did not expect that physically everyone was going to be there. The hall was buzzing with people, and there were already people up singing on the stage.

"We are singing next," Santana said, pulling him over and grabbing the attention of everyone as she walked by with an unknown masked man and her little-known-of daughter.

As the three got on the stage, all eyes were on them. Whispers flew around the room as too who the man was. The closest that they got was that the two knew each other previously and that he was linked to her daughter.

It was no shock to anyone when the music started. The excitement was when two mics were given to them; it seems like the unknown man was going to sing.

She works at nights, by the water
She's gone astray, so far away
From her father's daughter
She just wants a life for her baby
All on her own, no one will come
She's got to save her

Bassy sang out softly, catching everyone's attention. He was uncertain up until that point that he would be able to sing like he used to.

She tells her, "Oh, love; no one's ever gonna hurt you, love."
"I'm gonna give you all of my love."
"Nobody matters like you."
She tells her, "Your life ain't gon' be nothing like my life."
"You're gonna grow and have a good life."
"I'm gonna do what I've got to do."

Eyebrows raised as the pair's voices fitted together so well. There has to be some musical history between the two of them.

So, Rockabye, baby, Rockabye
I'm gonna rock you
Rockabye, baby, don't you cry
Somebody's got you
Rockabye, baby, Rockabye
I'm gonna rock you
Rockabye, baby, don't you cry
Ah, Rockabye, no

Santana smiled down at her daughter at her feet. Her hand was cupping her daughter's shoulder.

Rockabye, yeah

Basie smiled back up at her, clinging to her leg and waist. She was quite content where she was.

Now she got a six-year-old
Trying to keep her warm
Trying to keep out the cold
When she looks in her eyes
She don't know she is safe

Bassy smiled to himself when he saw the mother and daughter interactions. It was something he didn't know he was missing in life until this moment.

When she says, "Oh, love, no one's ever gonna hurt you, love."
"I'm gonna give you all of my love."
"Nobody matters like you."
She tells her, "Your life ain't gon' be nothing like my life."
"You're gonna grow and have a good life."
"I'm gonna do what I got to do."

More eyebrows went up as Bassy continued out the note longer than what Santana did. Now people were confused as to who the man was; he could sing and hold a high pitch. He was someone that was used to sing a range of different tones then.

So, Rockabye, baby, Rockabye
I'm gonna rock you
Rockabye, baby, don't you cry
Somebody's got you
Rockabye, baby, Rockabye
No, Rockabye, yeah

The two's voices blended, almost unable to be picked out from each other as they sang. It was impressive when the two sang.

Now she got a six-year-old
Trying to keep her warm
Trying to keep out the cold
When she looks in her eyes
She don't know she is safe

Everyone's interest was perked at how the two met initially and as to whether they knew him as well. If they didn't, then they wanted to.

When she says, "Oh, love, no one's ever gonna hurt you, love."
"I'm gonna give you all of my love."
"Nobody matters like you."
She tells her, "Your life ain't gon' be nothing like my life."
"You're gonna grow and have a good life."
"I'm gonna do what I got to do."

Both voices were soft as they dragged out the notes, drawing some giggles from the child at Santana's feet. The end of the song was approaching, and the room was almost buzzing with anticipation as to what would be following.

So, Rockabye, baby, Rockabye
I'm gonna rock you
Rockabye, baby, don't you cry
Somebody's got you
Rockabye
Yeah, yeah, Rockabye
Yeah, yeah, Rockabye
Yeah, yay, yeah, yay, yeah
Rockabye

There was an almost childish tone to Santana's voice as she sang, shocking those around her.  Everyone clapped when they drew to the end, all attention on the three of them.

Bassy bent down, before standing back up with Basie in his hands, "remove my mask and hood, Basie," he whispered to her, "but only when your mother gives the cue."

"Guess you want answers then," Santana stated. "There have been rumours for years that I have a daughter; this here is my daughter. I won't reveal her name yet."

"So who's that man?" One of the people asked in the room.

"The father," Santana stated simply.

"Who are they?" Another asked, "do we know them?"

Bassy chuckled, unable to stop himself, "you do." It seemed like his voice had changed enough that they could not figure him out from sound alone.

"You can remove the mask now," Santana said, looking at her daughter.

Basie giggled and reached up towards his Bassy's face. One hand grabbed onto his hood while the other reached for the half-mask. Her giggles increased as she saw a large smirk cross his face as she blocked him from the view of the others.

As his smirked-filled-face came into view, Bassy looked them all in the face, "surprise."

The whole room exploded into chaos. It seemed like people were screaming at their top voice. What so strange seeing a gay man and a gay woman have a child between them?

"You want to know her name or not?" Santana snapped, causing the room to go deathly silent.

"Her name is..." Bassy started before promoting Basie to finish.

"Sebaste (Basie) Ao Smythe!" The small girl in Bassy's arms giggled, oblivious to the feelings swirling in the room.

"You gave her his last name?!"

"S.A.S, why couldn't mine been that..."

"She practically has that jerk's name!"

"Why did you come back now? After all this time?" This was directed at Bassy.

"I didn't want to come back, I was fine with living as Barry Allen again," Bassy shrugged, bending down to put Basie back on the floor.

"As Barry Allen, again?" Blaine asked, picking up on the wording that Bassy used.

"I was born Barry Allen, but for my safety, I was adopted to the Smythe family for the rest of my school years as I was related to them through my mother's side," Bassy explained.

"Why did you have to be adopted?" Kurt asked. Whether anyone else had realised this, but himself and Sebastian had become friends as they left school before Bassy moved away.

"Basie, can you go and play over there please?" Bassy asked Basie as he pointed to the corner at the other side of the room. When she was gone, Bassy addressed them all, "when I was eleven, my mother was murdered in front of me, and my father arrested for her death. I was bullied to the point of having to be hospitalised on medical support because of this. I was then shipped off to what would be my first adoption after being fostered by the Wests. I was chained, drugged and a video released. I grew depressed as I was made an outcast. I self-harmed to a point where medics had to use a defib to save my life."

There was not a dry eye in the room. Basie was, however, utterly unaware as she could not hear what the adults were talking about while she was not present.

"There, they found out that I was distantly related to the Smythe family. They adopted me, and I went on to become Sebastian Smythe so that no one would bully me again. I didn't realise what had happened until it was too late," Bassy explained, "so I chickened out and ran away back to Central City to become Barry Allen for good."

Almost everyone had tears streaming down their face as Bassy came to an end. Many were holding each other as they finally learned the truth of the mystery man in their life.

Chuckling nervously, Barry whispered, "I guess you know now?"

There was a range of nods before they all pilled onto Barry in one big hug. When it ended, Basie walked over to them all, noticing the sadness in the air.

Pulling at Barry's sleeve, she asked him with doe eyes, "are you ok, daddy?"

Picking her up, Barry leaned his forehead on hers as he whispered to her, "I'm ok now that you're here with me."

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