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"You're lying, and you're going to tell me why."

Hotch's cold stare was never something you imagined you'd be on the receiving side of. Neither was standing in the interrogation room at Quantico.

How did this all come about, you ask?

Good question, let me catch you up.

~One Hour Earlier~

"We're running out of time. Garcia, what do you have?"

"Sir there's over five thousand names in the Chicago area alone. I'm going to need something to narrow it down. "

Your eyes marked the board Reid set up, it was getting down to the final moments. If you didn't find the location of the unsub's next kill, his latest victim would be dead within the hour.

You were a bit new to the team. Transferring from Central City. Becoming a part of the BAU was always a dream of yours, and after becoming a Meta human, you realized there was so much you could do. Barry and the others basically had it covered back home, so you expanded your talents to DC. 

You wanted to make a difference, not just as a profiler, but a hero. You needed to do this. It was only your first month on the team, and while they were very welcoming, Hotch was still hesitant on trusting you. He was a stickler, you understood. He cared a lot for his team and the lives he was tasked with protecting. This wasn't just a job to him, it was his duty. That's why you looked up to him. Admired him, maybe had a not so subtle crush on him.

This case, it was taking quite a toll on him. Mainly because the unsub was abducting and killing kids. You felt a bit useless. You caught the little expressions Hotch would try his hardest to hide. They'd already lost two kids.

"What are we missing?" No matter how long you went over the clues to his past, you couldn't come up with anything. You massage your temples in irritation. You weren't exactly sure how long you were staring at the board, but you needed a break. Excusing yourself, you headed to the bathroom. Morgan watched you leave, nudging his head at Prentiss.

"Is she okay?" Prentiss nods, smiling sympathetically.

"She has a little sister. " You were doing a pretty poor job at keeping your cool as well. Or maybe it was just Prentiss being a concerned friend. Being a profiler made spotting hints of anxiety and worry that much easier. They couldn't blame you. Morgan understood.

"Hotch has been out of it too. "

It wasn't easy separating personal and professional all the time.

~~~~

"Get it together, they need you at your best, focus." You splashed your face a few times. Looking up at your reflection, you replay all the information gathered so far.

"He's a perfectionist, calculated, and thorough. He doesn't leave anything to chance."

"These kids are a symbol of the life he was robbed of. Good homes, loving parents. They all were given everything he longed for but couldn't have."

"He won't deviate. Timing is crucial to him."

"Timing!" That's what you should have been focusing on. The time of each murder, it was linked with the coordinates. That's how he was choosing where he would kill the kids.

Dropping the paper towel, you look down at your watch.

"No.."

The amount of time it would take to gather the team and reinforcements, it would be too late. You need to get there now. Rushing out of the bathroom, you headed straight for the elevator. Clicking aggressively, the doors closed, and you could barely stay still as it went down. The minute it opened you were sprinting outside. You pulled out your phone, typing in the coordinates as you searched for an alley. The second you got the message to Hotch, you surveyed the area, right before you were gone in sparks of electricity.

~~~

"Morgan!" Hotch's yell alerted all of them.

"What's up Hotch?"

"I think (L/N) cracked the location. " He showed them his phone.

"Where is she?" JJ questioned.

Hotch's face said it all.

Morgan paled. "She wouldn't, not on her own."

"I've alerted Chicago's police department. The Lieutenant is heading over there now with his men. We have ten minutes to get there. "

"Twenty, according to this the fastest route is through the city. We won't make it in time. Neither will back up or (Y/N)." It wasn't hard to spot Reid's worry. You were still very much a rookie. Losing people on this job, it was soul crushing. There was no way you'd make it. They only had five minutes left before the next body would be discovered. It was too late.

~~~~~

You staggered when you came to a harsh stop. As quick as you were, rushing into the room without a plan could ultimately kill the child you were trying to save. Scanning the house, you tilted your head. This place belonged to a family from the looks of the car parked outside, along with the little tricycle on the lawn.

"More hostages."

All the curtains were closed, even the top bedroom. They wanted to make it look like no one was home, yet you could hear movement on the other side of the front door. Sneaking across, you ducked under the windows, heading through the back. It was unlikely that he left it open, so plan B.

Pressing your hand to the wall, you started to vibrate. Your hand slipped right through, along with the rest of your body. The second you were inside, you drew your gun. The kitchen was clear, so you pushed forward, checking left and right.

As you tiptoed passed the staircase, you caught sight of the door to the basement, open.

"Why did I have to suffer when all the other kids on my block had a great dad to come over, it's not fair. IT'S NOT FAIR!!!"

The scream of your killer made your pulse increase. From the sounds of the sobbing, he had more than just your one victim down there. Taking one breath, your gaze hardened.

"I got this."

Stepping carefully, you inched down the staircase.

"Micheal Perry! FBI!!" Once you were fully down you could see him standing there, a smile on his face as he pointed the gun at the family that were tied together. You sighed in relief. They were terrified, but unharmed. He had them gagged and shackled.

"Look at you, come all by yourself. How stupid. " He cocked the gun, and your grip tightened on your own. The mother started crying again.

"Listen, I just want to talk, you don't have to hurt anyone. "

"Who's going to stop me?"

"Shit."

You really thought you could talk him down, but that look in his eyes, you'd seen it on a handful of your cases already. He wouldn't go down peacefully. Your eyes drifted to the family.

"Close your eyes." you advised. Micheal's grin widened. "Giving up already?"

You ignored him, staring straight at the father.

"Please, trust me. Close your eyes. It's going to be okay?" Micheal just laughed.

"You shouldn't make promises you can't keep."

"Trust me." With a shaky nod, both parents obeyed, putting their restrained hands over the two kids' eyes. Once their heads lowered, you turned back to Micheal who looked even more empowered.

"Wanted them to die with some dignity, how noble."

"No one's dying today."

"Is that ri-" you zoomed forward, knocking him behind the head. He tumbled to the floor with a thud and the woman jumped. Both parents were shaking. He was already unconscious. Cuffing him to the staircase, you took his gun, moving back to the family.

"It's okay, you can open your eyes now. " There was hesitation, but they obeyed, relief washing over at the pass out killer. You made quick work at untying their binds, pulling the cloth from their mouths.

"H-How did you-"

"You're safe, that's all that matters." You gave the man a look, and he nodded, hugging his wife and child. You turned to the other blond boy. "Are you ready to go home Jacob?" The blond boy jumped into your arms nodding.

"Thank you." The woman said gratefully. She was still crying and you smiled.

Cliff was currently at the back, so you moved to assist the next customer in line. “What can I help you with today si…”

To your surprise, it was Harry.

“Morales.” you flush, not really expecting him to just show up like this. Still you appreciated it.

“Would you like to have coffee on your break?” you nod, playing with a lock of your hair.

“Y-yeah I’d really like that.”

“Hey kid, pass me the cloth.” you turn at Cliff’s call, tossing it to him. He caught it easily, stopping for a second to watch Harry.

“You alright kid?”

He must have been a bit weary because of the scowl on Harry’s face.

“Oh! Y-Yeah I’m fine this is Harry he’s my-”

“Boyfriend, and you are?” your face palmed. He was already picking a fight. Cliff straightened, moving closer and placing a hand on your shoulder. 

“I’m her boss. You know I think she mentioned you once. You’re that old guy with a bad temper.” Harry’s jaw set, whether from the comment or the hand that was comfortably on your shoulder.

“F-Funny guy! Well I’m gonna take my break see you later Cliff!” you jumped over the desk, taking Harry’s hand and rushing out the store. Harry kept glaring at Cliff until he could no longer see his face. Once in the clear, you sigh. Harry’s gaze moved to you. “Old guy with a bad temper huh.”

“T-That was back when we first met okay. In my defense you were pretty mean at the start.” He still looked annoyed, but followed you down the street. 

“I’m starting to notice a pattern. Matt, Cliff, me?”

“C-Cliff is like a brother to me Harry, quit being paranoid.” Harry wasn’t an idiot, Cliff was a good looking man.

“So you’re saying at no point did you find him attractive.”

“Ummm…..”

Damn it.

“Your fetish is alarming, should I be worried that you might leave me for someone older.”

“J-Just be quiet!!” he’s lucky you were in public, otherwise you would have given him a piece of your mind.

“I swear you get jealous so easily.”

“I’m not jealous.” His face was telling a different story.

“Sure you aren’t.” It was a bit cute, that angry little face he wore when he was disgruntled.

“What about you, I’m sure it isn't a chance that you’re dating me. Like them a little younger.” You were just poking fun at him.

“My late wife, she was four years younger than me.” You stop for a second, because there’s pain present in his words. You’d never intended to bring up bad memories. Though, if you thought about it, Harry didn’t seem like the type to just date any kind of person. He was even so guarded at the beginning. “Wait...Harry, have you been with anyone since your wife?” His eyes won’t meet, but he still shakes his head. 

“I haven’t.”

So, why you? Why take a chance on you. You were far from his type, and as you’ve just discovered, age had absolutely no appeal to him when choosing a partner.

“Why did you decide to pursue me then?” You have to know. Now he looks at you. This is the first time you can say that Harry is wearing his heart on his sleeve.

“Because you’re special (Y/N).”

Such a simple answer did wonders to your heart. Your abilities, to you that’s what you thought was special, but the way he’s looking at you, that’s the real gift. Because Harry doesn’t see a metahuman, or a naive little hero. No, he sees you. The person.

“A lot has happened since coming here, so much unplanned. I’m grateful that I was able to become a part of Team Flash, and I’m very grateful to have met you (Y/N) Morales.”

It’s like he was on a mission to make you cry.

“I love you (Y/N).” 

This was the second time he said it to you. The first was when you were so terrified of losing him. You love Harry you do, but back then you just couldn’t get yourself to say the words. You’ll always hold a fear that you’ll lose the people you care for the most. But right now, that seems so irrelevant. If Harry, someone who was previously emotionally stunted, could be vulnerable, then you could do it too. He gave you the strength to.

“I love you too Harrison Wells.” He’s in a state of awe.

“You...you said it. “You smile.

“I did. I love you!” Your smile becomes brighter. Safe to say his mood has changed drastically now.

“Does this mean you won’t get jealous every time you see me talking to a guy.”

“I wasn’t jealous.” you grin. “Of course not. Harrison Wells does not get jealous. That’s for us regular people.”

“Precisely.”

"I-I love you Harry, that's why I was so worried!"

Your statement made the tall man halt. His blue eyes were watching you with shock. As time went by, you could see a number of different emotions flash over his face. Finally looking at you must have seemed like too much, he just lowered his eyes.

"I'm sorry, but I can't return those feelings."

Was it possible to hear the breaking of a heart.

"I'm sorry."

It hurt, more than you thought possible. But you didn't let it show.

"H-Hey it's fine. I'm sorry I just dumped this on you. That was totally not cool." Letting out a laugh you turned your back.

"Just be careful the next time you're out being a hero. " 

Just like that you were walking out of STAR Labs. Every step felt like a stab to your heart. As you rounded the corner you pressed a hand to your lips, sobbing softly. You prayed that he didn't come after you, because if he'd seen you so broken, you were sure it would have just made you feel that more pathetic.

~~~~

~One Month Later~

"Barry hurry there are still a few people in the building!"

Caitlin's panicked yell at the other side of the com earned a grunt from the speedster who was already rushing people from the third floor.

"Where's (Y/N)!" He was fast, but there were over a thousand people in the building. Even at his speed, he'd have a hard time getting them all out safely. Cisco already secured a floor, vibing as much as he could.

Harry was at the bottom, doing the same.

"Right here." you called. Barry sighed, and you stomped, clapping your hands together. A mass amount of wind flew right through the entire floor. The people who were still there stopped, staring in awe as the fire seemed to vanish completely. It wasn't long before you could hear applause from the civilians. You grinned, placing your hand on your hips.

"Just on time." Barry said, giving you a fist bump.

"From the cheers I'm hearing in the background I'll take it that everything is fine." Caitlin asked.

"Come on of course it is, I'm here after all. " you respond.

"It always is."

~~~

"Phew, after the day you had, you guys deserve a break." Caitlin stated.

Protecting Central City was never an easy task. Not only did you save an insurance company full of workers from being barbequed, right after you got back there was a new meta causing rampage in the streets. A multiplying psycho wasn't the easiest to subdue. Shortly after that, Cisco blew a fuse in the cortex fighting with Harry. So you spent the better part of your evening making sure the rest of STAR Labs didn't go up in smoke. 

Safe to say you were completely and utterly exhausted.

"Maybe we can take tomorrow off. I'm sure Wally and Jesse can handle one night without us."

"I second that!" Cisco chimed in. "Club night!!"

You had a feeling Cisco would say that. The guy was a party animal. When the occasion arose.

"I'm in." You said, leaning against the chair.

"Barry and I down." Iris beamed.

"Harry do you want to-"

"Please Harry would never come to a club." you interrupted. It was nice of Caitlin to offer, but the guy had a stick up his ass. It's not like you were still bitter or anything. Not at all. Pshh.

"I'm in." you were surprised he even agreed. You just huffed under your breath. Grabbing your mask, you stood. "I'm heading out, guess I'll see you all tomorrow night." You didn't stick around for them to reply, and as you left, Harry's eyes followed you.

There was so much he regretted in his life, but rejecting you, it was high on his list. He was a coward. All those days that he confided you, that you confided in him. When he first got to Earth one, everyone was weary of him, and you were the one who challenged him the most.

Cisco coming in a close second. But as time progressed, he started to view the team differently. They were no longer just a means for him to save his daughter, they quickly and unknowingly became a part of his family. One he always thought he didn't need, or deserved.

Little by little he got closer to you. At the beginning it was out of curiosity of your abilities. He was a scientist, so generally metas intrigued him. He liked picking parts of their DNA and trying to figure out how it came about.

Slowly, you were less of a project, and more of a friend. Someone he could depend on. It wasn't long after that he realized, the feelings he was gaining for you, it certainly wasn't just friendship. There was something more. And every time you looked at him after busting a criminal, or helping Barry on his misadventures, the harder it was becoming for him to deny how he felt.

When he got into the little scuffle, the first person he wanted to rant to was you. And that's what he'd intended to do that day. But the moment you saw him you started a rant of your own of his recklessness. Which brought on a screaming match and your unplanned confession. It rocked him entirely. All along he thought it was completely one sided.

That's when he knew it, he couldn't accept your love, not at all because one, he was a middle aged man with an inability to keep anything remotely good stable in his life. And two, he was at least twenty years older than you. You were a vibrant, cheerful, beautiful woman. If he attempted to venture past friendship, he would ultimately screw it up. And if he couldn't come and see that confident, cocky smile on your face every morning, then it wasn't worth taking the risk.

Although now, what he feared had come through. By doing what he thought was right, he ruined it.

"Wonderful." He thought aggravated.

~Saturday Night~

As you stepped into the club that night, you tucked a strand of hair behind your ear self consciously. You weren't exactly the party girl type. The booming music and sweaty bodies jamming next to each other did nothing to calm you. Your eyes were drifting over the tables, searching for your squad. You smiled when you caught Iris waving crazily from a corner. Everyone looked up when you pushed through the sea of possibly plastered individuals on the dance floor.

"Hey guys!" your hand tightened on your purse when you saw the way Harry's eyes ran over you form. You were wearing a simple red dress with thin straps. It hugged every curve on your body, and displayed just enough cleavage to draw attention. Barry whistled. 

"Wow, I don't think I've ever seen you in a dress (Y/N). You look amazing." you blushed. 

"Thanks Barry." Iris nudge you with her elbow grinning. 

"Did you come to steal my man tonight." she said playfully.

"A girl can try right." you laughed. She smiled, giving you a side hug, whispering in your ear.

"Try to have fun tonight okay." when she pulled back you nodded. "I will." Iris knew about your little predicament. She was the one you went crying to when it all went down.

"Where is Cisco and Caitlin, did they bail on us!" Barry pointed in the crowd, and you weren't even shocked. Of course they were on the dance floor. Cisco was at it again with his very, exotic movements.

"Are those moves even legal." you spoke titling your head to the side.

"Not on this earth, or any other." Harry retorted. You flashed him a small smile, which he returned.

"Well, Barry and I are going to dance."

"We are?" she took his hand pulling him along.

"I guess we are." he called.

It was cute, watching the way Barry was awkwardly moved, especially since Iris was pretty good.

"Barry was right, you look stunning tonight (Y/N)." Harry's words had you turning to him. You wanted to say thanks, maybe throw a compliment his way. Because it didn't matter what he wore. To you he always looked good. But, you stopped yourself. Turning your back to him.

"I'm going to dance." you said, leaving your purse on the table. As you left you made sure to put an extra sass in your step, swaying your hips. You wanted him to know what he was missing out on. What he couldn't have because apparently he was too good for anyone. As you got there, you just started moving with the mass of people. 

Tonight was about having fun, not focusing on Harry. He'd taken up too much of your mind already, and you refused to give him anymore. So you just let yourself go, moving in time with the music. Pretty soon you were jamming with Caitlin and Cisco to the rhythm of the song blaring on the speakers. You didn't glance in Harry's direction, not even once.

Iris drifted closer, giving your hip a little bump and you giggled. You needed this.

The night carried on, at some point the girls started getting drinks. Caitlin was the first to tap out, reluctantly going home with Cisco. For sure she would have a blazing headache tomorrow. Barry was unfortunately the only one unable to get drunk. You sort of felt sorry for him.

That didn't stop you from indulging though. You and Iris were on your third drink. You sat at the bar, about to chug another. Iris stepped away, almost falling when she took the last shot. Barry caught her, and she giggled when he scooped her up into his arms.

"Whooo! So glad I got the big old flash to protect me." she was tracing her finger across his chin, biting her lip seductively and you almost spat out your drink in laughter at the way Barry chuckled nervously. "I think that's our signal to go." You waved to him, obviously not seeing the look he gave Harry. It was a secret exchange. 

"Take care of her." 

Harry just gave a nod at the speedster, and you squint, confused.

"A-Are you guys telepathic now." your words were becoming a bit slurred. Whatever you were drinking was pretty strong. "Maybe you should call it a day too (Y/N)." you frown, annoyed that he had the audacity to tell you what to do.

"I'll head home w-when I feel like it." you let out a small hiccup through the statement.

"I think she's old enough to make her own decisions. " Another voice interjected. You turned, not expecting the very attractive man standing behind you. "Not as hot as Harry though." the minute it entered your mind, you banished it. "How about I show you some real fun, beautiful" You knew it was stupid, you didn't know this guy and you were already wasted. "Sure." you stood, taking his outstretched hand. Harry grabbed your wrist before you could even take a step.

"She's taken." you stumbled at the tug, crashing into Harry. He held you up, glaring at the man that was now sizing him up.

"Please old man, there's no way she's going for a grandpa, right sweetheart." you were angry with Harry, who was now pushing you behind his back protectively. "Back off. " he warned. The guy didn't take the warning, because he fired a punch, and Harry ducked, socking the male in his jaw. The poor guy crashed to the ground, unconscious. Your eyes widened. "Woah.." Harry just K.O the guy like it was nothing. You probably shouldn't have been so excited by that.

Unlucky for you, the stunt caused a ruckus. It wasn't too long before both you and Harry were being shown out of the club by a bouncer. Harry didn't resist, he just took your hand, guiding you away.

"Don't come back." the rough tone of the man's voice and the harsh slamming of the door was all that was heard for the longest moment. "Leave it to Harrison *hic* freaking Wells to get us kicked out of a night club!" The one night that was supposed to  be just fun and drinks, and he messed that up for you too.

Typical.

"Are you serious! That man obviously wanted to show you more than a few dance moves. And you were about to go with him."

"What if I wanted it, did you even think about that!!" it wasn't the best idea for the both of you to be screaming in the street, but what else could you do.

"You're drunk, you don't know what you're saying. I'm getting you home. " he turned his back to you, pulling out his phone to call an uber.

"DON'T TURN YOUR BACK ON ME!" Your yell doubled with the immense rise in wind pressure gained his attention. The gust that whizzed by nearly knocked him off his feet. Harry gave a soft grunt, dropping to his knees to ground himself. You stopped when you saw he was struggling to keep his footing. The trees behind were bustling aggressively, and you took two deep breaths to calm down. When you did, the wind dissipated.

"I-I'm sorry." you were pissed at him, but it was unfair to use your powers like that.

He rose to his feet slowly, painfully so. And you felt guilty. You gripped at the edge of your dress.

"I-I-" Harry pitched forward, pulling you into his arms. Every fiber in your body just stilled.

"I'm the one who should be sorry. " Now you sort of wanted to punch him in the gut. It wasn't fair for him to do this. He knew how you felt. Why was he always tugging and pulling you in so many directions. One minute he acted like he cared, then the next he was acting like his usual douchey self.

"I hate you.." you whimpered in his arms. Your body sagged, melting into him.

You would never be able to get over him, he had way too much power over you. And it scared you. He scared you.

~~~~

You smacked your lips, grimacing in distaste.

"Ugh. I should have stopped after the third one." You were a lot better at holding your liquor than Caitlin, but that didn't mean it didn't affect you. Turning, your brows knitted together.

"Where am I?" finally opening your eyes, you scanned the area. "Please tell me I didn't get drunk and boned some random dude at the bar!" you said in horror.

"Don't worry, I made sure that didn't happen. " Harry's voice made you scream. He just looked at you blankly.

"Really?"

"Don't do that! I thought you were a serial killer!"

"And your idea was to scream your way free? Genius." You really didn't need his sass this early in the morning.

"You're lucky I'm hungover otherwise I'd blow you away."

"It's a good thing you're hung over then."

Cheeky bastard." Deciding that you didn't want to spend the rest of your morning going back and forth with him, you inched out of the bed. You were more than a little relieved that you were in your apartment, and not some stranger's. "How did I even get back?" you couldn't recall, but Harry must have had something to do with it. Harry took your hand when you tried to get up.

"Here." he balanced your weight, which you accepted. "I'm assuming you want a shower and some fresh clothes. "

"Wow Harry, sometime I'm certain you can read minds." The sarcasm in your words was evident. He just ignored it, directing you to the bathroom.

When you got there you opened the door, stepping in.

"I'll be in the kitchen, take your time." Harry was being strangely helpful today. You didn't think too much of it.

"Yeah whatever." you slammed the door shut, and Harry sighed, heading to start a fresh pot of coffee.

~~~~

Walking into the kitchen you sniffed, sighing at the smell of bacon and coffee. "Oh yes!" you ran over to the fresh pot, pouring yourself a cup. Pulling the cup to your lips you hummed in satisfaction. "Just what I needed. " Harry smiled, placing a plate of bacon and toast in front of you on the table. You sat, taking it with a small thank you.

"So are we going to talk about last night." Harry's question was something you expected.

"There isn't anything to talk about, I got drunk, it happens. "

"You know that's not what I mean (Y/N)."

Dropping the fork in your hand, you stood. "Suddenly I don't have an appetite. " Now wasn't the best time to lose your temper, but he was really testing you. What exactly did he want. He made it perfectly clear how he felt. So why did he insist on pushing. On and on.

"If you don't need anything else, you can see yourself out. " Harry slammed his hand on the table, probably to intimidate you, or maybe quell his own anger. You didn't care what the reason was. It didn't do much.

"You could have gotten hurt! Do you understand that!"

"Please, if he tried anything I could have easily taken him."

"In your state that would have been near impossible!"

"I don't know why you're getting so angry. We went out to have fun, that's what I was trying to do. A stupid one night stand isn't a big deal."

"That's not what you want (Y/N)."

"And how the hell would you know! Are you in my head. Why do you even care! Was it the fact that I was actually getting attention from someone that surprises you. News flash Harry I'm not completely undesirable to other guys!"

"What are you..."

"Oh don't give me that stunned look. Be straight with me, that has to be it. You aren't attracted to me, and I get it. Honestly if I were a multimillionaire I would probably think the same. You're just way too good for me." The spite behind your words were obvious.

"Is that what you really think."

"What am I supposed to think Harry. You're the one who rejected me. I poured my heart out and you just stepped all over it. Then the minute someone shows the slightest interest in me you get all protective. WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT FROM ME! Because you choose to be miserable I should too!" At some point you started screaming.

Harry stood there, guilt clear on his face. You could have beat the shit out of him at that moment, because after all of that he still managed to make you feel sorry for him. When he moved closer, you felt your body freeze. You weren't sure why, but the look in his eyes changed, and now you were a bit scared of what he was going to do. There was a glint in his sapphire orbs.

"H-Harr-" His lips crashed into you with urgency, and you swallowed the gasp that nearly left. His hand gripped the back of your head softly, keeping you in place. Your hands balled against his chest, trying to shove him off, but his hold was firm. He pulled you, deeper and deeper in, his lips diving after yours as if it were the last thing he'd ever do. 

You whimpered softly, relenting. Letting go and giving into the disaster that is Harrison Wells. He backed you up on the counter, hooking his hands around your thighs and hoisting you off the ground. When your butt landed on the cold marble you sighed, slipping your fingers into his dark hair. You tugged and pulled trying to urge out a sound. And you succeeded, because he gave a guttural moan, trying to get as close as he could. Your legs hooked around his waist, keeping your bodies mashed together.

"This is wrong." you repeat that. Because it didn't make sense. Why would he reject you, then kiss you. What was his game. Did he just like toying with you. If that was the case you would surely make him pay.

Harry pulled back panting. In a quick move he took off his glasses, and before you could get a question in his lips were back on yours. You wanted to stop, if nothing but for a proper explanation. Or any explanation honestly. This time when you shoved his chest, he moved back. He was now standing a safe distance away, and you jumped down from the counter, pressing your hand to your lips. You stayed with your back to the counter, watching him wearily. Because you knew if he tried to kiss you again you wouldn't have the willpower to stop him.

"(Y/N) I-" you flicked your wrist, and the wind that came hurtling in his direction knocked him right off his feet. He flew backwards, skating on the ground and hitting the wall. It wasn't enough to actually injure him, just get your point across. The grunt of pain he let out brought a  little satisfaction. "I-I deserved that." he grunted, placing a hand on his knees, lifting himself up. When he was upright, you kept your hand raised, indicating that whatever he had to say to defend his actions had better be good.

"I was wrong."

"NO SHIT SHERLOCK!"

"I should have given you a chance I just...you don't understand (Y/N). I've done things that-"

"Oh don't give me that bullshit! You know I don't care about all of that. How long have we been friends, Harry. Ever member of this team has done shit, myself included. You really think I care. You're not the same man you were. You're different, better. You're just too stupid to see it. You think just because you made a few mistakes that it's alright to constantly punish yourself. And that's where you're so selfish because you don't just punish yourself you punish everyone that cares about you. "

Harry looked a bit defeated.

"You keep proving to me just how useless I am. " His head lowered.

"It's not just the issue of my past mistakes (Y/N). There are so many more variables present. "

"Like what." you challenged.

"Well..our age for one is the most glaring. "

You blanked. "Are you telling me this whole thing was because...you thought you're too old for me?"

"Well when you put it that way it sounds ridiculous. "

Wait..so did that mean, he actually does care about you...

"Harry...did you reject me because..because I'm younger.."

He wouldn't meet your eyes. "You have to understand that..I'm almost sixty. Our age gap, it isn't small. I've already done all that I've ever wanted in life. You still have time to pursue that, to pursue someone more suited for you. "

This entire time you thought he just wasn't into you. But hell, he was crazy about you. He was just a bit insecure about the age difference.

"For someone so smart, you're incredibly stupid." his head lifted, ready to inform of his intelligence most likely. You paced, grabbing the collar of his shirt and slamming him on the wall. Harry's eyes widened in surprise, and when you raised onto your toes to initiate a kiss, he didn't fight back. Your hands were desperate on his body, slipping under the dark shirt easily. When your fingers brushed his skin, he hummed. You traced his toned torso, memorizing every curve and dip.

"You're mine Harrison Wells."

“Nick, remember the guy is a psycho. Please don’t try to be a hero.” 

You were all currently dealing with a hostage situation. A kid had taken his entire class hostage, after being sexually assaulted by some bullies. You, Nick and Olivia were already in the building. Neither of you thought this was how the evening would turn out. You were supposed to follow up with the boy. Especially after the entire case fell through. The victim must have felt hopeless, so he’d taken matters into his own hand, trying to eradicate the one responsible for his. Unfortunately in his haste he’d taken the entire class hostage. Now the three of you were stuck there, along with the rest of the class in the room. You had no doubt the building was probably surrounded by cops now. You just hoped Olivia could defuse the situation before it got worse. 

“Jack look at me, not them.” the blond teen’s eyes darted to Olivia’s direction, the gun in his hand shaking unsteadily. There were about a dozen kids, the one boy he was looking for cowering behind a desk where Jack’s gun was aimed at. 

“Listen, you haven’t done anything yet, we can still help you. If you pull that trigger, all bets are off. “ You and Nick still had your weapons drawn. Olivia had holstered her own in hopes of calming down Jack. 

“You can’t help me, no one can. His rich dad made everything go away, now no one believes me. Andy blackmailed my best friend into lying on the stand. I can't let him get away with this. He's dying today!” he stepped forward and Olivia moved to block Jack's path. “We’ll make sure he gets what he deserves Jack. I’ll get your friend to testify against him. We can clear this all up, the legal way. Just put the gun down.” 

“I can’t do that detective. I know you can’t guarantee that. Jason already lied once. What jury is going to believe him now. I know he didn’t have a choice, Andy’s dad controls everything. Jason’s parents could have lost their jobs. He was protecting his family. I forgive him. I don’t blame him for this.” 

“That’s good. So you understand that you can’t make him pay. He needs to stand trial. This has to be done the right way. No one will know the monster he is if you kill him. “

Olivia had Jack distracted, but neither of you thought Andy would try and make a run for it. He scampered from his spot behind the table, going towards the door. You panicked. Jack’s eyes raged and he raised the gun pointing. 

“DON’T!” Olivia’s scream rang throughout the room and you jumped just as Jack fired the shots. She tackled him to the floor, knocking the gun out of his possession. Nick rushed over at your side the moment he saw the two prominent bullet wounds in your chest. Olivia was handcuffing Jack and yelling for the students to leave quickly. You knew it was just a matter of time before the police came marching in. 

Nick pulled you into his side on the ground. You could see the tears gathering in his eyes. 

“Dammit don’t do this to me, why didn’t you just use your powers!” he shouted. You forced a smile, blood now running from your lips. 

“E..even I’m not that fast Nick..” you tried to laugh, but it was a challenge. 

“No no no this wasn't supposed to happen I have to help her!!” Jack was yelling and struggling against Olivia’s hold. 

“You bastard you’re the one that did this!!” Nick fired. 

Jack shook his head. “You don’t understand. Those bullets are laced with a deadly poison. I-I made it. I wanted to make sure Andy paid, even if the cops made it to him in time, the poison would reach him before they could help. “ The information made Nick visibly pale. 

“I-I never meant for anyone else to get hurt. I-It was only supposed to be him. If she doesn't get those bullets out of her within the next minute, it won’t matter. S-She’ll be dead before the paramedics get here. “

“No..” Olivia mumbled. Nick could feel his heartbeat slow. 

You blinked, trying to straighten. “I-I need to sit up, help me. I-I can get them out..” you winced. Nick looked at you like you were crazy. 

“Nick..w-we don’t have time. I-I can get them out. Cops are going to flood here any minute I have to..” you didn’t have to finish. He pulled you over, trying to avoid causing more pain as he leaned you against the wall. 

When you were finally in a somewhat stable position, you moved your hand over the bullet wounds. Nick watched as you closed your eyes taking a deep breath. When your eyes reopened your irises were golden. Nick took your other hand, giving you an encouraging squeeze. 

Your hand twitch and you held back a scream of pain as you tried to mentally force the bullets out of your skin. The pieces of metal were slowly moving out of your flesh. Your hold on Nick tightened and you cried out, tears running down your cheeks. Nick watched helplessly, unable to provide anything but very little physical support. 

Olivia watched as the bullets flew into your palm as if on their own. Nick let out a breath. You looked up at Nick, completely spent. Nick..I..” Before you could finish the sentence, your body sagging, eyes shut almost instantly. He felt his breath stagger when your grip on him loosened. 

“H-How did she...that’s not possible..” Jack saw the entire thing, 

“If you tell anyone what you saw today, I’ll kill you myself.” Nick threatened. His gaze moved back to you and S.W.A.T stormed the room. Their weapons lowered when they saw that the threat was already neutralized. The medics were the next wave of people to rush into the classroom. Nick helped the paramedics lift your body on the gurney, taking you out of the room. He followed hurriedly out of the room, your blood stained on his arms and clothing. Olivia watched as they carried Jack out of the school. She exchanged a look, and he knew. 

“I won’t say anything.” he whispered before he was gone. As soon as she made it outside she could see the ambulance. Nick was already in the back with you. “Liv are you okay?” Amanda and Fin were  relieved when they saw her unharmed. 

“Yes I’m fine. (Y/N) she..she jumped in front of the bullet. It should have been me. “ 

Amanda shook her head. “It’s not going to help blaming yourself. Nick is already with her. Let’s go, I’m driving.” she instructed. 

“So what did you get back from the daughter.” you were facing Nick’s direction. His eyes were in the paperwork. “Not much, Rollins and Carisi are following up.” 

He brushed past you without another word. It was starting to get irritating. You grabbed his arm, effectively gaining his attention.You gestured to the interrogation room. He got the message, following you down the hall. When you were both inside you closed the door. Nick folded his arms, leaning on the table with his ankles crossed. “Something you need?” his attempt to act unaffected was infuriating. 

“Nick, how long are you going to give me the cold shoulder?” he scoffed. 

“I’m your partner, isn’t that what you wanted. What, should I hug you every time I report information on a case.”

“Cut the crap! You’ve been acting like this since..since that night!” you accused. His arms unfolded, resting on the edge of the table. 

“What do you want from me (Y/N). You made it pretty clear where we stand. I’m trying to respect that.” 

“Bullshit! Why the hell did you kiss me then. I told you this would happen, that’s why I said I couldn’t. And you still kissed me!!” He slammed his hand on the desk and you jolted.  

He was storming over to you. “You drive me crazy.” you looked up, he was now towering over you. You could feel the intensity of his eyes. He was glaring at you, all his pent up anger was aimed at you. 

“You just got up and made a decision. I’m tired of people making decisions for me. First I lost Zara, then Gill. The two people I used to care most about took away the kids that mean everything to me. Now I’m standing here in front of you taking another chance, but you’ve already decided I’m not worth it. Guess there’s just something about me that drives women away.” 

Behind all the rage, you could see the hurt in his eyes. 

“I-It’s not like that Nick.” you reached over to take his hand but he moved away. 

“Yeah, well then tell me, what is it like? Enlighten me, because I’d love to know what the hell I’m doing wrong. “ he let out a dry laugh, stepping closer to the door. You couldn’t provide a reply.

“Look, all that’s important is that we pay attention to the job. Let’s just stay focused on that. Like you said before. This never happened.” you weren’t given a chance to get much more in after that. Nick left. And you were stuck with nothing but your conflicting feelings. 

~~~~

“Who’s his new girlfriend? “ Your eyes raised at Amanda’s comment. Standing at the door was Nick, chatting it up with a female detective. You rolled your eyes. Since your little spat two weeks ago, your relationship with Nick was, well, somewhat strained. The both of you did the job, efficiently too. But the lingering tension never left. You thought things would just go back to normal eventually. It was just taking longer than expected to get over Nick. Especially since he’d been flirting shamelessly since then. 

Whenever you went to coffee shops, or even on leads, he’d be a little extra attentive with women. At first you thought it was a foolish attempt to make you jealous, but now it was getting to you. Because for the past week he’d been talking with this pretty little brunette detective. She worked in a different unit, but sometimes your paths crossed. Now it was like she’d take any excuse to come visit him. He was leaning over whispering something in her ear. At that point you looked away, busying yourself with paperwork. Anything to get the sound of that woman’s stupid giggling out of your head. 

You really were trying to drown it out, but she wouldn’t stop laughing. The pen in your hand snapped in half at how tightly you were pressing down, and a light above your head shattered. The woman jumped, and so did Nick. Along with a few other officers. Amanda turned her chair all the way around when she saw the stare Nick directed at you. 

“That’s the third one this week.” Barba said from behind. You spun, not expecting him. He looked down at you, gesturing to the pieces of glass on the ground. A maintenance man walking by saw the shards, looking up in utter confusion. “M-Must be faulty wiring.” you offered. Thankfully Barba was still in the dark. It’s not like you didn’t trust him, you just thought the less he knew right now the better. You’d tell him when you were ready. He headed back to his office and a deep sigh left you. Amanda peeked from her desk. 

“You know, I’m not a psychic, but I can tell there’s something going on with you and Nick. Care to share? “ you wouldn’t even know where to start with that question. 

“We’re working it out.” It was a blatant lie, but what else could you do. 

“If you say so.” 

Nick was back to talking with that perky detective and you had to admit, it felt like forever since he smiled at you the way he was with her. It hurt to see him so obviously happy. You should have been glad. You were the one who said it wouldn’t work. Nick wanted to try, but you shut down any chance of that. You couldn’t be mad that he was trying to find a connection with someone else. That didn’t make it hurt any less.

“We’re looking for (Y/N) (L/N). You guys probably know her. She’s a kickass detective. I’m her best friend by the way. Taught her everything she knows.” your eyes light up at the voice you heard behind your back. You turned, practically jumping out of your seat. Your two favorite people. “Cisco, Barry!!” They were at the entrance, talking to an officer. When they spotted you their smiles grew as big as yours. You were so taken in your reunion you didn’t see Nick’s eyes move to the two men now standing next to you. 

You hugged Cisco, with a laugh. He returned it, pulling away to look around the precinct. His eyes landed on Amanda. From the moment he spotted her you knew you’d lost him. He went over, already trying to flirt with her. 

“How have you been?” you hugged Barry, enjoying the familiar feel of him. It was a welcomed embrace. You didn’t realize how much you missed them. He held on, obviously thinking the same. The both of you stood there for a while just hugging. When you opened your eyes you could see a few people giving you small smiles. You pulled away. “I think we’re gaining an audience. “ you laughed. You noticed Nick’s gaze from the corner of your eye. You ignored it. 

“What do I care, he’s already moved on.” You really didn’t feel like you needed to explain yourself to him. 

“I missed you (Y/N).” you smiled. Barry really was exactly what you needed right now. 

“Trust me, I feel the same.” Amanda cleared her throat. 

“Oh right. Barry this is my team.” They stood introducing themselves. “Barry Allen, nice to meet you all. I’m glad you’re taking good care of her. She told me all about you all. “ 

“Really.” Nick spoke walking off from the side. He held his hand out for Barry. He took it, giving it a firm shake. 

“Woah, N-Nice grip you got there.” Barry chuckled, pulling his hand away. He flexed it a few times, looking back to the others. “I’m sure she’s told you about me.” Cisco said confidently, sending a wink in Amanda’s direction. She looked flattered, and Carisi seemed a little more than annoyed. The entire exchange was hilarious. 

“You’re that Allen kid. She never stops talking about you. It’s nice to meet you.” Carisi interjected 

“Barry and I go way back.” Nick clenched his jaw at the information. 

“I’m free for the moment, how about I show you around?” 

“We’d like that.” Barry answered. You took his hand, leading around the precinct. 

Nick’s eyes never left as you walked away with Barry and Cisco. 

“She looks pretty cozy with that guy, you think they have a thing?” 

Nick didn’t even respond to Carisi’s question. He trudged over to his desk, dropping down loudly. 

~~~

“So what’s the deal with your partner, he was glaring daggers at Barry.” Cisco had to have been wrong. Nick was way too preoccupied with his little girlfriend to be jealous of you. “Hell if I know.” you replied. Barry shot you a smile. 

“You have a thing for him don’t you?” your face flushed at his question. 

“H-He’s my partner!” you defended. Cisco smirked. “That’s a definite yes. Plus he looks, Cuban maybe. Don’t think I don’t know your little spanish kink.” you weren’t sure it was possible for your face to get any redder than it already was. 

“Cisco!” Barry raised a brow, a smile playing on his lips. “Come on, you can’t hide anything from me. Just so you know, that time you were crushing on Harry, I never said a word.” You glared at him and Barry’s eyes widened. 

“You had a crush on Harry!” you looked at your shoes, completely embarrassed. 

“I-It was just a phase okay, thanks a lot Cisco!” 

You sighed, walking into the elevator. Both men noticed the change in your mood.

“Thanks a lot for coming guys, I really needed this especially now. “ 

“Well, I think your detective should be awarded a medal. She prevented a lot of chaos.” When they got back from the hospital, they were partially shaken. Unfortunately the first person they were greeted by was the one and only chief. William Dodds was completely quizzed at the somber looks of the SVU team. “Why the long faces? You stopped a school shooting and your detective is safe. You should be celebrating. " 

Olivia looked at him relatively lost. The only people that could ensure you were safe had just jumped through a portal to god knows where, so how did Chief Dodds know. 

“How do you know she’s safe?” Olivia asked. Carisi and the others were at their desks, but they were listening in on the conversation. 

“Well she put in for some leave. Not that she didn’t earn it. It’s a good thing she was wearing that bulletproof vest. “ 

“What?” Olivia was completely lost. She didn’t have a chance to question him, because he was walking out after offering his congratulations for a job well done. Barba was next to her, still going through what he’d seen at the hospital. 

“Why does he think she’s on leave?” 

“Do you think that she..but she couldn’t have..could she?” Amanda was speculating in broken sentences. Honestly, none of them knew what was exactly going on. But the cover of you being on leave was a convenient one. Olivia couldn’t do much but trust that you were behind whatever was going on. 

“I guess we’ll just have to wait and see. “ Whatever the outcome, your friends would fill them in. Olivia just hoped the outcome turned out to be beneficial. She wasn’t sure she could deal with losing an officer. Her eyes drifted to Nick. He was standing at your desk, running his fingers along the mahogany surface. 

None of them could afford to lose you. 

~Central City~

Three Weeks Later.

“She’s okay. I can’t guarantee when she’ll wake up. If she’ll even wake up. “ Caitlin stated. The steady beats of the monitor was the only indication they had that you were still alive. Caitlin had carefully mending your external wounds. All that was left was your internal ones. 

Your brain activity was on the fritz. She’d ran over a dozen tests, but they all came back unreadable. She couldn’t tell what your mental state was. Her suspicions were that it had something to do with your telepathic powers. That and the fact that you’d claim the consciousness of another person before reverting to your true body. She had no idea how that affected your true body. 

They all knew the ramifications of what could happen. “This is my fault. I was having that vibe for a week now. I thought it was some stupid nightmare. Why the hell did I just put it off. I should have told her something. Maybe she would..” Cisco slammed his hand on the desk angrily. When it first started he thought it was just a dream, since he only ever had them when he was asleep, rather than his usual contact flashes. 

“It’s not your fault Ramon. We’ve done all we can. Beating yourself won’t do any good right now.” Harry wasn’t wrong. All they could do was wait and hope for the best. Barry sat down next to your unconscious form, taking your hand in his. All those years of your support, advise, banter. 

It dawned on him that he may never get to see that again. Never get to see you. Iris walked over, placing a hand on his shoulder. “She’ll wake up. We have to believe she’ll be fine. “ Iris offered. Barry placed a hand on his shoulder over hers, brushing his thumb over her knuckles. 

“You know, I bet if we found an attractive Spanish guy she’d wake in an instant.”

Cisco’s joke made a few of them laugh. Iris raised an eyebrow smiling. “(Y/N)’s got an obsession with the language. “

“Got it.” she laughed. 

“I remember when she had a crush on Harry.” Iris said.  Harry looked stunned at the information. 

“Wait, you knew about that too?” Barry asked. Iris nodded. 

“We all did. You’re a little too oblivious Barry.” 

“Wha- but Harry didn’t know either.” he defended. 

“Harry wouldn’t know love if it smacked him in the face.” Cisco jested. Harry shot him a glare and he cleared his throat awkwardly. 

“She once had a Criminal Minds marathon with Killer Frost.” Caitlin smiled at the memory. She was trying to figure out why she kept profiling everyone that day, only to find out her counterpart had run through almost five seasons of the addictive crime show. 

“I guess it makes sense now, she’d taken me out to the Central City museum once, when I first got here. It feels like it happened just yesterday. “ Harry said. Cisco rolled his eyes. 

“She asked you out on a date and you didn’t even know. Too late now buddy. She got the hots for the detective back there.” Harry grumbled. 

“I’m aware. And I believe it’s for the best. We do work much better as friends. “ 

They were all going through treasured memories of you. It was all they could really think of. Think of the joy you brought, rather than the silence you now provided in your comatose state. 

Barry was still holding your hand. His brows furrowed when he felt a small shock go through his palm. He didn’t react at first, because it didn’t hurt him per say. But the next shock of electricity made him jump. He yanked his hand away. Iris shuffled back looking at him. 

“What’s wrong!”

Barry looked down at you. “S-She shocked me..” he muttered. Harry walked over, studying the readings on the machine. All their attention moved to the monitors that started beeping aggressively. The lights above were now flickering. 

Barry took off with Iris, just in case. They all knew how dangerous your abilities could get. This time they thought they were more than prepared. Apparently not, because your body started hovering. The machine at the side of your bed started to short, sparks flying everywhere. Caitlin jolted, and before long you were a few feet off the ground, the cords that connected you now sliding off as you drifted away. 

“What’s happening!!” Cisco yelled. All the electronic items seemed to be going haywire. 

“We need to get her somewhere away from technology. She may be trying to come back but the electronics are blocking her attempts. Ramon! Vibe her away from here.” Harry shouted. 

Cisco didn’t flinch, he raised a hand to Vibe you away. The blue energy from his palm hadn’t even gotten close. Just before it could touch your body the energy reflected off an invisible force. The light bounced back, knocking Cisco right off his feet. His body went hurtling into the air, knocking into the opposite wall. He grunted, hitting the wall, and falling harshly to the floor. 

“Cisco!!” Caitlin was by his side in seconds. When Barry returned he didn’t fail to notice you floating in the air, or Cisco now picking himself off the ground. 

“I-I can’t vibe her away. She’s got some sort of field blocking me out. I can’t even get close.” Caitlin was supporting his weight after the harsh fall. 

When they looked back you were now upright, your eyes were also opened. They stared in awe, because the light in your eyes wasn’t one they noticed. Usually when you used your abilities to the max your eyes would turn golden, but now they were.. purple.

Your body was now lowering to the ground, the lights in the room stopped flashing altogether, the area going dark. 

When your feet touched the ground, you looked at them. The room was quiet...too quiet. 

No one knew what to say under the circumstances. Your eyes were blank of any emotion, except for the glow. 

“Humans. Bow before your new leader!” 

Cisco panicked. “Shit she got mind controlled by a freaking alien!!” he hollered. 

You stared for a few more seconds before a smile burst out on your lips. You closed your eyes and the glow faded, the lights flickering back on automatically. 

“The look on your faces was priceless. Come on. You really think I’d let some alien control my brain.” Cisco's eyes lit up and he ran over hugging you tightly. You returned it with a smile. 

Cailtin was laughing softly and Harry rolled his eyes. “I must say I’m not amused by your poor sense of humor. “ The dark haired scientist grumbled. You grinned at Harry, despite the scowl on his face. 

“All this time I’ve been out and you're still a grump.”

Barry walked over, still wondering if his mind was playing a cruel trick on him. When he saw your bright smile he knew it was true. He didn’t say much. But as soon as Cisco stepped away he hugged you. Your eyes warmed, patting his back. He was hugging a bit tightly, but you didn’t care. “I missed you too Barry.” he didn’t have to say it. You knew. You pulled back slowly.

“It’s good to see this place is still the same after all this time.” Barry laughed. “You’ve been out for three weeks. How much do you think we’d change?”

You narrowed your eyes. “What do you mean three weeks? It’s been months Barry.” 

Caitlin looked a bit worried. “It has been months right?” you asked hesitantly. 

Cisco shook his head slowly.  “No, it’s only been three weeks (Y/N). “ You looked down, hands shaking. 

“T-That’s not right I-I was counting I knew that it was..”

“What do you mean you were counting? You’ve been unconscious this entire time.” Harry interjected. 

“In my head I was...that’s how I got better. I had to keep track of the days so my consciousness wouldn’t slip away but I swear it was...it felt like months. Almost a year.” 

None of them knew what to say. This wasn’t the usual issue they encountered. This couldn’t be solved by science like they were used to. 

You were still looking at your hands. Your body felt different. 

“Something’s changed..” 

~Central City~

“Is everything back to normal?” Caitlin held out the papers for you to see at the question. You stared at it blankly. 

“Ummm?” She smiled. “It means you're healthy (Y/N). Your body has returned to homeostasis. However..” 

How did you know she was going to say that. 

“Your brain is, it seems like it’s working on a higher level.” Her hands held a scan of your brain. 

Harry, Barry, Cisco and Iris were in the cortex as Caitlin briefed everyone. You’d only woken up yesterday. So despite your protests, they insisted that you spend a few days in S.T.A.R. Labs to ensure you were a hundred percent. You sat on the bed, waiting for her to fill you in. 

“The last time you had a checkup you said your brain was working at eighty percent. That’s changed. It’s now functioning at ninety percent.” The many colored areas on your brain scan made you a little weary. You weren’t a scientist, but that could not have been exactly great. 

“Is there, will there be some kind of negative reaction?” 

“I honestly have no idea. We’ve never had to deal with anything like this before. I think it’s best that you hold off using your abilities, just to be sure. You’ve come out of a coma. My guess is this has something to do with your perception of time. For us it’s only been weeks, but to you months. It’s possible your brain has been developing this entire time. Up until yesterday you’ve been utilizing your mental structure. In short your brain activity was growing extensively because of your constant use of it. “ 

Her theory wasn’t that far fetched. It wasn’t the craziest thing to happen. 

“Well okay. So I just have to take a little break from the meta side of things. I think I can do that. For now though, I have a job I need to get back to.” you jumped off the bed, about to walk off. Harry grabbed your arm. “I don’t think it wise you return yet.” you looked at him lost.

“What do you mean, I have to get back. I’ve been gone for almost a month. I’ll be lucky if they don’t fire me.” 

Barry was the next one to speak. “They all think you're on leave. Even your superiors.” 

“But that doesn’t make sense, who told them that. Surely they would have needed to check with me. “ 

Cisco shook his head. “(Y/N), we think you were the one who gave them that idea. “ you laughed nervously. “T-That’s crazy I've been unconscious for weeks how would I..” your words trailed off. The looks they gave you made you a bit uneasy. Harry finally let go. “This is why we need to observe you more. The fact that you unconsciously altered the minds of an entire chain of command is truly amazing. That being said, it proves we have absolutely no idea what you're capable of. It would be very unwise to let you out without having a better idea of everything. “

Caitlin could see the growing worry in your eyes. “Let’s run a few more exams. If everything checks out, you can go back to your day job. Cisco can create something that’ll monitor your brain activity, just so we can stay in tune with your development. “

“ I will?” Caitlin sent him a look. 

“I-I guess I will. “ He left to start working on it and Iris laughed. “You’ll be just fine, don’t worry.” 

“Yeah..” 

Somehow you weren’t so sure.

~New York City~

“How do you think she’s doing?” Amanda wasn’t the only one wondering. Weeks passed. Barry called to give updates a few times every week, but for the most part it was always the same. Nick looked at his phone, hoping to see maybe a notification, or any indication that you were okay. It tore him on the inside. 

“Nothing so far.” Came Nick’s reply. He couldn’t offer anything else. Amanda nodded. 

“I know it’s been tough, if you need someone to talk to I’m right here.” Nick didn’t respond, but she knew he heard. He wasn’t the best at asking for help. She just wanted him to know he didn’t have to do it alone. Every once in a while he’d stop by your apartment, just hoping you’d be on the other side when he knocked. 

There wasn’t any reply. The same all the time. It had only been three weeks, but to him it felt like months. Nick was starting to realize he came to rely a lot on you. Of course he knew that from the beginning, you were his partner. It was understandable. But, this was on a different level. He just wanted to see your eyes again. That’s all he wanted. Just a chance to- Nick eyes widened. He blinked a few times, wondering if he was imagining the woman who just walked into the precinct. A couple officers turned at the detective that walked down the hall. 

When she was standing at Nick’s desk she stopped, a smile present on her face. Nick stood slowly, unsure of what was really going on. He must have been daydreaming because Barry gave no confirmation that you were healed. Yet, here you stood, perfectly fine.

“Nick..” the sound of your voice made him tense. It was real, it had to be. His hand reached out slowly, touching your cheek. You leaned into his hand, loving the warmth it provided. 

“Is it really you..” you nod, leaning up and giving him a soft kiss. Nick’s other hand came down automatically, hooking around your neck as he pulled you in. His arms wrapped around your waist and he lifted you off the ground. A couple of whistles echoed and you could hear a few of them clapping at your return. Carisi and Amanda smiled, standing and clapping with some of the other officers. 

Olivia could see the commotion behind her blinds, she stepped out of her office. A relieved expression on her face when she saw you were alright. She pressed a hand over her heart, letting out a sigh.

Nick was still kissing you earnestly. He stepped away from the desk, spinning you around. You giggled between your kisses. He was smiling too, the biggest you’d ever seen. 

“I’m never letting you out of my sight again.” he whispered. You pressed your forehead to his. 

So, I had a really crazy idea. I love The Flash and Law and Order, so I decided why not do a crossover story with my two favorite television series. Please enjoy :)

Disclaimer: I don’t own either shows, all rights go to their respective owners.

“Rollins, Amaro, Fin, Carisi, come and meet our newest Detective. All the way from Central City.” Olivia was introducing you to her team. Ever since you’d put in the request at your precinct you were eager to join. The Special Victims Unit was your first choice. Joe asked multiple times if you were positive this was the career you wanted to pursue. 

He’d been a cop for ages, he knew this unit was a tough one. Having worked with them on a few cases and heard stories on others. You were adamant on coming here, and he had faith that you could be an asset, he just wanted you to make sure you knew what you were getting yourself into. 

It was endearing to say the least. You held out your hand, greeting all of the other members of your new team. “It’s nice to meet you, “I’m (Y/N), (L/N). I’m really looking forward to working with all of you.” You shook their hands one by one. When you got to the man with dark hair you blushed a little. He had a sturdy grip, and a very kind smile. 

“Nick Amaro. So Central City huh, where is that in Ohio?”

“Missouri. “you corrected with a smile. 

“What made you come to Special Victims? Liv said you were on the homicide task force.”

“Just a change in scenery I guess.” That was partially true. 

“Yeah, I heard a lot of crazy stuff happens there. A guy that can run faster than the speed of light. The press there really are eccentric.” Amanda pipped in You giggled. You were glad they thought it was a poor attempt to attract tourists. If you told them half the things you experienced, you were positive they wouldn’t believe you. It was partially the reason for your departure. You were tired of super powered villains, you needed a rest. Plus Cisco and Barry had more back up, Ralph and Killer Frost were a part of their superhero squad now, they could handle things without you. 

“Well, today just get settled in. We’ve been a man down since Mike moved to the terrorism task force. “ You nod, walking over to the desk Olivia was guiding you to. You smiled, dropping your bag on the table. “I’ll bring in my stuff tomorrow.” you stated. Olivia handed you your badge and gun and your smile widened. “Wow..” you took it gratefully. “Thank you Lieutenant, I’m so happy to be here, I’m going to do my best to make you proud. “ Olivia smiled at your excitement. 

“Let’s hope this job doesn’t take away that beautiful smile of yours. “ you looked down a bit bashful at her compliment. She gestured to someone. Carisi  walked over, dropping a hand on your shoulder. 

“Show (Y/N) The ropes. Carisi here will be your tour. I’ll figure out who to partner you up with tomorrow.” 

“That’s great. Thank you boss!” Olivia couldn’t help but find your enthusiasm adorable.

Sonny chuckled. “I remembered what it was like being the new kid. You’re gonna fit right in. Follow me.” you did, as he guided you around the precinct explaining the basics. 

You met a couple other officers, and even stopped by the District Attorney’s office. Carisi knocked on the door, and a deep come in echoed on the other side. He opened it and you were met with man. His eyes were directed on the files on his desk. They lifted when he saw who walked in. “Detective, do we have a case already, and here I thought I’d be having a quiet day in. “ 

Carisi laughed at the man’s statement. “This is our newest member Counselor, just giving her the rundown.” The man stood from his seat, running a hand down his tie as he did. “Well, it’s a pleasure to meet you. Although I have to warn you this is no easy job. I’m Rafael Barba.”

You took his outstretched hand, introducing yourself. “It’s a pleasure to meet you Mr. Barba. I’m looking forward to working with you all.” He gave a small smirk. “Ah, I see. I guarantee you won’t be thinking that in a few months.” your brows furrowed. “Excuse me?” Carisi waved his hand. 

“Don’t mind him, let’s continue on.” Carisi ushered you out the door a little too quickly, not before sending a glare at Barba for trying to scare you off. “That guy, I wonder if he realizes we actually want you to work for us.” 

“It’s okay, I appreciate him trying to warn me. If I’m being honest my old captain was a bit hesitant on letting me go. But I really think I can make a difference here.”

“Liv told me. From the recommendation you sent it seems you’re a good worker. Your record was impressive. If you don’t mind me asking, why did you leave? I’m no expert but people don’t just uproot themselves because they’re tired of the shrubs.” 

Ah, you were expecting this. Now you needed a good cover. You didn’t want your fresh start to be based on lies, but how were you going to explain to them what you could do without them throwing you into a mental facility, or worse yet the government finding out about said abilities. Neither choice was desirable in your case. So, you decided to give him a half truth. The half you had an easier time disclosing, even if it was personal. 

“The truth is Carisi, I was adopted.” He looked a bit guilty, like he crossed some line. For a few seconds he didn’t say anything, then he finally found words. “Sorry, I didn’t know. It’s fine if you don’t want to talk about it.” you shook your head with a smile. “You don’t have to apologize, it’s in my file. You would find out sooner or later.” Your reaction to the conversation made him relax a bit. 

“Truth is I have no idea who my birth parents are, but I do have people I consider family back home. My old captain, he was the father I always wanted. He looked out for me, taught me everything I know. I just wanted a chance to use what he taught me to become someone he could be proud of.”  

Carisi smiled. “I’m sure he'd be proud of the person you are now, and will become in the future.” you returned his warm look. “Thank you Sonny.” he seemed happy at the way you addressed him, and for the rest of the day Carisi and you moved through the department easily. When the day was finally over you gave a sigh. 

You were packing up, watching as the other members slowly but surely made their exit. 

“See you tomorrow newbie.” Fin called. You waved. “You too!” you answered. Fin smiled at your response. You were a bit younger than the rest of them, which explained why you had a constant smile on your face. When you secured all your belongings you moved to Olivia’s office. 

You stepped through the open door.” I’m turning in boss, I’ll be here bright and early tomorrow, ready to start.” you assured. She removed her glasses. 

“Alright, make sure and get some rest. These cases often take a lot. “ You nod, bidding her goodbye. You walked through the halls to the elevator, stepping in. When you got in you noticed there was someone already in there. The detective pushed a button, stepping closer to you. 

“Mr. Amaro.” you acknowledged. He chuckled at the way you addressed him. “Please, just call me Nick. I’m not that old yet.” you flushed. 

“Y-Yes of course. Sorry about that.”

“Don’t worry about it. I get it. It’s your first day so you’re trying to find some level ground with everyone. We’ve all been there. It’ll get easier, just give it time. Fin and Carisi already seem to like you. Amanda thinks you’re a secret badass under all the smiles. And Liv looks at you like a puppy she needs to protect. “ you giggled at his evaluations. “I’m glad they like me. Carisi is very interesting. He invited me for dinner, says he’s a great cook. “ 

“The guy is something else, already hitting on you.” you shook your head. 

“I don’t think that was it. My radar is usually spot on. I think he’s just glad he’s no longer the new guy.” you informed. Nick snickered at the statement and the elevator dinged, you stepped out, Nick walking at your side. 

“So how are you liking New York so far, everything you expected?” Nick opened the door for you and as soon as you stepped out the chill hit you. 

“It’s as cold as I heard, that’s for sure.” You clenched your coat closer to your body, shoving your hands in your pockets. 

“Trust me, it only gets worse from here.” You could see the mist coming from his breath, despite that he didn’t seem affected by the temperature. 

“Thanks for the heads up.” you joked. You were walking down the streets of New York, talking back and forth with Nick. He was surprisingly easy to talk to. And he seemed to be weighing on what to ask. You could sense there was a question he was itching to ask, maybe the same one Carisi did earlier that day. He didn’t though. You stopped walking when you got to the end of a street, waiting for the sign to change. Just as the light did a scream was heard. Your head whipped behind and so did Nick’s.

“My bag!!” a woman screamed. There was a man running through the crowd, coming in your direction. He was shoving everyone in his path. You went into cop mode almost immediately. You weren’t sure how he knew, but he must have sensed you and Nick were cops. When his eyes connected with Nick, he turned in the opposite direction. “NYPD!!” Nick yelled, taking off after the mugger. You weren’t very far behind him. You knew at his distance Nick wouldn’t catch up in time, even at the speed he was moving. You bit on your lip.

“Guess I have no choice.” your eyes glowed for a brief moment, and you focused in the mugger’s direction. All at once he went tumbling to the floor. People scrambled away from him and Nick grabbed him before he could take offa again.

He pulled him off the ground, forcing his hands behind his back. In seconds the guy was in cuffs, the purse he grabbed now laying on the ground. When you finally got to them you picked up the bag, smiling at Nick. 

“That was exhilarating for my first day on the job.” Nick smiled, turning back to the thief. He groaned when shoved him forward. “You have the right to remain silent.”