Cold to the Touch (Arrowverse Fic)

Chapter Fourteen

Star Labs

Central City

September 13th

Crystal's POV

"It looks like you had a distal radius fracture." Cait held the tablet displaying the x-ray in front of Barry

"Had?"

She swiped to a new screen, "It's healed, in three hours."

"How is that even possible?"

Cait gave me a look as I stood behind Barry, "We don't know...yet." I might've healed fast, but not that fast

"You ought to get used to the impossible," I muttered more to myself than Barry, but he seemed to hear me all the same

"What?"

"I'd look up Nix if I were you." I winked

"You really need to learn how to stop." Cisco quipped to Barry, gesturing with the helmet and taking his attention off me. Said man merely smiled and shook his head

"What happened out there today?" Dr. Wells inquired, "You were moving pretty well, and then something caused you to lose focus."

"I started to remember something." his face grew grim, "When I was eleven, my mother was murdered." Of course, we knew this, but hearing it from Barry himself, his voice so full of emotion, hit us hard. "It was late. A sound woke me up, I came downstairs and...I saw what looked like a ball of lightning. Inside the lightning, there was a man. He killed my mom. They arrested my dad. He's still sitting in Iron Heights for her murder. Everyone, the cops, the shrinks, they all told me what I saw was impossible. But what if the man who killed my mom was like me?"

Dr.Wells sighed, "Well, I think I can say unequivocally you are one of a kind."

Before Barry could say anything else on the matter his phone went off, he sighed as he checked the message, "I have to go meet Iris."

"I'll walk you out." I pushed off the center console

"You don't have-"

I was already out the door, "Heading that way with or without you, dude." I slowed my stride until he caught up.

"You really didn't have to, I know the way."

"Yeah, but we don't need you trying out your powers again and ending up with a Barry-shaped hole in the wall."

He winced, "Was it that bad?"

I sucked in a mocking breath, "It was pretty bad," we'd reached the front door. "Your stop."

Barry paused, looking at the door before turning back to me, "You know you never answered my question."

"What question?"

"Back at the airfield?"

"Oh yeah. You really wanna know if life has been kind to me?"

"It's stupid. You don't have to answer."

"Nah it's fine." I thought about it for a second, "I mean I can't complain about my life. I've got a good job, friends, my sister. Has it always been fair? No, but whose has been? We've all lost people and a very recent breakup kinda knocked me on my ass for a bit, but other than that...I'm pretty happy."

"Good." he smiled and moved toward the exit. He stopped abruptly, turning on his heel, "Oh, that break up, it was Cisco wasn't it?"

I rolled my eyes through a sigh, a small grin on my face, "How'd you guess?"