Kinetic Frequencies |The Flash|

|VIII|

Hartley knocked on Julia's door very gently and he sighed, opening it on an impulse that he had a hunch, it was a power of hers. It was a nudge of calm, but not convincing enough, to suggest that she was actually asleep.

"I know that you're not actually sleeping. I can hear your breathing and it's not the breathing, of someone who is sleeping." Hartley admitted, as Julia snorted loudly at his words.

"You know me too well, Hartley Rathaway." She muttered as she rolled over to face him, and he pulled up her desk chair to sit in front of her. "What is he doing here now? We haven't spoken in years, how did he even find me?" She mumbled.

"Well, there is Palmer Tech. He took over the Queen Consolidated building and properties, he probably had time to look you up after a while." Hartley said and Julia sighed, as she squeezed his hand in hers. "If you are not going to sleep, you can help me." He offered and Julia raised her eyebrows at him.

"With what? And please, for the love of God, do not say your online dating app profiles." Julia spoke up and after a couple of seconds that Hartley had spent absorbing what exactly had just come out of her mouth, he began to hysterically laugh.

After a full moment or so, of staring into his face, like he had finally lost all of his marbles, Julia began to laugh as well.

"Okay, but seriously, what do you need help with?" Julia asked, after they had both gotten the second wind and could breathe again.

"Follow me." Hartley said and Julia did so with no questions asked of him, trusting him without even thinking of it anymore.

At Hartley's directions, Julia pulled into the back parking lot of a property that held two warehouses full of junk, and a third warehouse that was a lot smaller and had been furnished with a lot of lab equipment.

"Did you get this stuff in here?" Julia asked as they both swiftly walked into the 'smaller' warehouse, and Hartley's hands were in his pockets.

"Yeah, before my parents kicked me to the curb. You remember all of that junk that I brought from the dump, to your house?" He asked and Julia nods, as Hartley led her over to a little work bench and there was a table next to it with all of the junk strewn across it.

Julia walked over to the desk and blew a bunch of dust off of it, and she wiped her fingers off on her pants.

"So, what are we building in here? It has to be interesting, or I am not good for it." She points out and Hartley was laughing and he pulled out a couple of sketches as well, some blueprints for what exactly he had in mind.

Hartley unrolled them and Julia put paperweights on the corners, and her eyes widened a bit, as she scanned the blueprints and instructions. "I forgot how much of a genius you really are Hart." She mumbled and she grinned at him, as he raised his eyebrows for a verdict from her. "Can I have a pair after we are done with yours?" She asked and Hartley laughed.

"Let's just make sure to build mine and much more importantly, that they actually work first." Hartley points out and Julia picked up a toolbox and they started picking apart old things that at least Hartley, had been able to get out from the dump.

"Tweezers?" Julia asked and Hartley handed them over to her, as Julia was carefully removing a piece of an old polaroid camera, to get to the flash piece of it. "Thanks." She murmured as Hartley had goggles over his eyes, as he used a power saw to cut through things that they couldn't quite break on their own.