we fall in love till it hurts or bleeds or fades in time.
[ barry allen x original character ]
[ book one in the red series ]
[ the flash season one ]
STATUS: COMPLETED
[ STARTED: december 9th, 2021 ]
[ FINISHED: january 26th, 2023 ]
[ 100k reads...
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CHAPTER SEVEN close to death
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JULIET'S EYES SLOWLY fluttered open. She was still laying in the bed of S.T.A.R. Labs, now wearing a shirt with the company name on it. Multiple machines were hooked up to her and her chest ached from where Caitlin had stuck the syringe in. She let out a groan as she rolled her head over.
"Easy, J," Barry instructed. "Your body's still healing you."
Cisco smiled down at her. "The materializing figure lives."
"You'd be dead if the energy inside your body hadn't sped up your lung cells' regeneration," Caitlin told her. "You might be able to heal yourself by touching where you got hurt, but your body can apparently also signal when something is wrong."
Juliet let out a tiny laugh. "I learn something new about these powers every day." She then winced in pain at the ache in her chest. "My chest burns like that one time Barry peer pressured me into trying a cigarette. Never again."
Barry scoffed. "You agreed to it."
"Yeah, and I hated every second of it."
He smirked. "What can I say? Teen me lived for danger."
"Teen you lived for the drop of new comic books," Juliet corrected.
His smirk faded as he stared at her incredulously. "You didn't have to expose me like that."
Caitlin still looked stern. "This isn't funny. You could've—"
"I'm okay, Caitlin," Juliet stated, giving her a small smile. "Trust me."
"Now that we have a sample, we'll get to work analyzing it, figure out the makeup of the poison, maybe get a clue as to his human identity," Dr. Wells announced.
Juliet then held her hands out to Barry. He took one and assisted her in sitting up, being careful not to hurt her even more. She swung her legs over the side of the bed. Juliet then touched her chest, making the ache go away and the pain to disappear.
"Or at least a way to stop him from turning into a mist," Cisco added. "The Mist. Okay, that's his name. End of discussion."
