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The case file slips from my hands, papers seperating and falling around freely, making a huge mess in the middle of ccpd. It was my first day back at work after Barry and I's engagement was broken off, and I was already going through hell.

Lately, I hated being here, and i regretted coming back. I dropped to my knees, fighting back the tears. I had been extra emotional lately, and i couldnt help myself. I start to gather the papers, feeling embarrassment rush through me as I tried to quickly pick everything up.

I didn't pay any attention to whoever started to help me, until I looked up when everything was gathered, Julian Albert out of all people standing up, handing me the rest of the papers, "How are you doing, Detective?"

"I think we're at the stage where you can call me by my name, Julian." I quietly say, giving him a weak smile to thank him, fixing the rest of the papers back into the folder they were once in.

He returns the small gesture of the smile, "Are you going to stop by the labs today?"

"I haven't been there in days, Julian." I blink long and hard to keep the tears in my eyes held back, looking back at him, "I don't think I can make it today either."

"You can't make it?-" Julian started, "Or you won't come?"

I sigh, looking down, "I have some things to do at home."

"For the record," Julian starts to walk backwards, clutching onto his bag, "From what Cisco has told us, Barry isn't doing any better."

With that, he turns, walking up the stairs and into the CSI lab that him and Barry shared.

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I was seated on Cisco's couch, dressed in sweats, leaning my head against the remote I held in my hand, my eyes fixed on the tv.

"This, again?" Cisco's voice came from behind me, leaning his hands against the couch, "What, are you gonna spend the rest of your life on the couch? Come on, you've been doing this for days. Let's do something. Let's go out."

"Man, I'm sorry-" I cross my arms, a pout falling on my lips as my mood remained low, "I don't feel like going out."

"What is it with you and musicals these days anyhow?" Cisco rounds the couch, standing by me now.

"Everything's better in song." I chirp up.

"Listen, dude, I know you've been going through a tough time, since Zee broke off the engagement or I guess-" Cisco went on, "Technically, since you broke off the engagement. Whoever broke off the engagement, it doesn't matter, I don't know man, I wanna help."

"Nothing you can really do." I admit.

"Really?" Cisco says in disbelief, pointing towards the television that lit a musical on the screen, "I guess I'm just gonna have to let Mr. Gene Kelly take over 'cause Lord knows, I can't do anything about that."

I scoff, before both of our phones buzz at the same time, Cisco checking his phone first, "It's HR."

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Kara Danvers and Barry Allen were in a coma. Mon-El and J'onn has come from their Earth with an unconscious Kara, and eventually, Joe had come into that same room holding an unconscious Barry Allen.

I had brought myself to go to Star Labs later that day, seeing what had happened to Kara and watching it happen to Barry, the two of them laying side by side, hooked up to different wires.

I was dressed in an oversized black sweater, along with a pair of olive green cargo joggers. A slouched cream beanie sat on my head, my attempt of trying to hide my messy wavy hair. I wore black heeled ankle boots on my feet, ignoring the fact that there were small circles under my eyes, and kept my best to keep all emotional interactions at a minimum.

We had captured the man who had put out Barry and Kara in their coma; Music Mister.

And this is where Mon-El and I stood, in the pipeline, in front of where the handsome looking man was trapped in, practically having the time of his life as he spoke, "Well, well, well, if it isn't the two people I hoped would visit me the most."

"Fix them." I demand, "Now."

"I'm sorry, I can't." He shrugs, staying seated on the ground of his prison.

"If you ever want to get out of that cell, that's exactly what you're gonna do." Mon-El ordered, his arms crossed.

He chuckles, getting up onto his feet, "You don't get it. You don't understand, big guy. That's not how my powers work- my powers don't work that way."

"What do you mean?" Mon-El asks, "You're the one that did this to them."

"Yes, but they're the only ones who are in control of what happens to them right now. As are the two of you." He looks at us.

"What's that supposed to mean?" I question, shoving my hands into my pockets, "How are we in any control of what happens to them?"

"How much do you love him, Zee?" Music Mister questions me, "And you, Mon-El, how much do you love her? So the question is: is that strong enough to save them? You want Kara and Barry back from the world they're in, you can go get them yourselves. You have that power."

"How?" Mon-El and I unintentionally ask in unison.

"Ah, I can't tell you." He smiles at us innocently, "Sorry, you're gonna have to figure it out yourself. Now, if you don't mind, I'm just gonna chill in this wonderfully decorated cell of yours. Bye guys!"

I sigh, starting to back away, Mon-El turning around, as Music Mister continued to speak, "Good luck. Love will find a way. You can do it. Power of love and all that."

-

I ran into the room where Barry and Kara laid, Mon-El right behind me, my eyes widening at the sight that was in front of me as everyone else crowded in also.

"What's wrong with them?" asked Mon-El, moving to Kara's side as I did Barry's.

"I think we're losing them." Caitlin's words are rushed.

"Can you stop it?" J'onn J'onzz questions, his eyes scanning what was happening.

"Not if I don't know why." Caitlin quickly tells.

Wally spoke up in a question, "What are we gonna do?"

My head snaps up, "Cisco- you need to vibe Mon-El and I to whatever world they're in. He told us that if we loved him enough, we could save him."

"Zee, I don't think it works that way." Cisco told me.

"You sent me into the Speed Force." I reason, "You vibed Barry and Wally to the future. This should be one of the many perks of your powers- you're capable of so much more than you put on- and you need to embrace it right now and vibe us there. Please."

"What is she talking about?" J'onn asks.

Mon-El is next to question, "What's a vibe?"

"I'll explain later, just grab onto my shoulders-" Cisco grabs his goggles, putting them on, placing his hands on Barry and Kara. I threw my arm out as does Mon-El, as we grab onto Cisco's shoulders, "Let's hope this works."