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"Zee, you've got to be kidding me." Barry sighs in slight frustration, seeing me up again, "You're supposed to be resting."

"The wounds healing." I shot back at him, "I can heal too, ya know?"

"Regardless-" Barry exhales, "I can get you whatever you need."

"Well gee, can you get me a shower?" I lightly roll my eyes at him, slipping off my shirt, walking into the bathroom.

Barry stands by the door frame, "I just don't want you to be in pain- or anything like that."

"You know-" I began, my hands running over the bandage, "You can always just talk about what happened with Ralph."

"I'm fine." Barry sighs, emphasizing.

"Mhm." I mumble, not buying his act, "At this point, I might just squeeze an appointment in with Dr. Finkle."

"Please- don't." Barry pleads quietly, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"You're gonna need to talk about it some how- some way." I shut the door in his face, locking it, slipping off the rest of my clothes, stepping into the shower.

-

"So, you're trying to stop a guy who thinks he's smarter than everyone and his true-believer lover, who are hell-bent on achieving their evil machinations at any cost." Leonard Snart repeats, "Well, it's right up my alley."

Since Devoe was already planning on going after Fallout at ARGUS, we had called Leonard over so we could stop it from happening, and cool him down before he exploded.

"Except Devoe actually is smarter than everyone." Barry exhales, "He created 12 meta-humans just so he could steal their powers. And he left everybody dead in the process."

"Including Ralph Dibny, who was a team member of ours." I look down, my arms crossed, slight soreness in my chest from my healing wound, due to the damage of it, taking the rest of today to heal.

"I'm sorry." Leonard gave us his condolences, "That's rough."

"All these deaths have been rough." Barry crosses his arms, "We can't dwell on it right now. You know, we have to focus so Devoe doesn't know what we're doing and we have a shot at saving Borman."

"Which is why we came to you." I admit, looking at him.

"Oh, I see, and I'm just outside the box enough to catch Devoe off-guard." Leonard turns towards me.

"That, and we need your cold gun." I put a strand of my hair behind my ear.

"Oh? For what?" He questions, his hand going to it immediately.

"We've been working on modifying a radiation hazmat suit to regulate his internal temperature to keep his core from raising to the point of detonation during transport." Caitlin explains, "Your cold gun would be our backup."

"It must be happy hour, and I'm the two-for-one." Leonard looks at her, "What about your chilly friend? She doesn't want in on the fun?"

"She's gone." Caitlin quietly says.

"That's too bad." Snart's eyes land on us, "All right, you get me for 24 hours. Not a minute more."

"Wait, why not?" Cisco is quick to question.

"Because I thought I'd make Ray an honest man." Leonard held up his hand, a ring resting on his finger, "Tomorrow."

"Oh my god-" I gasp quietly, everyone erupting in joy, feeling happiness for Leonard Snart.

"You're getting married?" Caitlin smiles, "That's so exciting!"

"I figured if you two could make it," Leonard gestured towards Cisco and Barry, "So could we."

"What?" Barry and Cisco's expression change.

"No, we-" I began, gesturing towards Barry and I.

"I tease." Leonard calms us down, "So, where are we moving this guy to?"

"ARGUS has a facility in New Brighton." I told him, "High tech, high security He should be safe there."

"And how long till you're done with the suit?" Barry asks Caitlin.

"Few more tweaks." Caitlin nods.

"I'm gonna go call my dad and let him know the plan." Iris leaves the room, leaving us alone.

My hand grabs Barry's as I slowly lead him out the room and into the Speed Lab, where we stood alone. Barry shot me a confused look, the same look on the face from earlier this morning.

"What?" Barry questions.

I cross my arms, "We can't dwell on death right now? Really?"

Barry exhales sharply, his eyes rolling to the back of his head in slight frustration, looking back down at me, "I'm serious. We need to focus on getting Devoe."

"Barry." I stare at him, "I gave you a full week to deal with what happened with Ralph on your own. All you've done is- shove all the grief away and keep a straight face on."

"I've dealt with a lot of death in my life, Zee." Barry held eye contact with me, "I just know how to deal with death now, and it doesn't affect me as much as it once did."

"Cut the crap." I shook my head in disbelief, scoffing, "You need to let yourself grieve. Or all of that grief will find its way up to the surface- and it'll overwhelm you."

"Zee- I'm fine." Barry puts his hands on his hips, "I don't need to talk about what happened with Ralph."

"But you do!" I ran a hand through my hair, now frustrated, pressing my palms together, looking at him, "Who the hell knows- you might go and change the timeline because of the overwhelming wave of grief that'll hit you soon enough."

Barry scoffs, "I'm not gonna-"

"Don't." I point directly at him, cutting him off, not wanting to hear what he had to say.

"Listen-" I pinch the bridge of my nose, blinking long and hard, "I can't blame you for the way you're acting because you're acting the exact same way I was when you went into the Speed Force and left for six months. But- I let my family be there for me- hell- Iris was my practically therapist for- what? Three months?"

"You want to be my therapist?" Barry squints his eyes at me.

"Oh my god- Barry." I look up at him, "I just want you to talk to me. To let what you're feeling out."

"I'm fine-" Barry began.

I cut him off once more, pointing at him, "Don't."

I sigh, turning around, leaving the Speed Lab, passing Leonard Snart as I walked into the hall.

Leonard walks into the Speed Lab and over to Barry, giving me the hint he heard the entire conversation as I walked down the hall, "Trouble in paradise?"

-

"You're telling me I have to wear this thing the whole time?" Fallout asks me as I walked with him, following Joe and Barry.

"Yeah, look, that suit protects us from you so that we can protect you from the guy that's trying to hunt you down." I told him, my hands on my hips.