(Nora's POV)
By the time I woke up again, my shoulder was mostly healed, meaning that the four of us could head back to Central. Dawn was acting a bit strange though. Almost like she had too much energy and didn't know what to do to expel all of it. I pulled her aside before we left Starling.
"What is up with you?" I asked, making sure mom and dad weren't around to hear us. "You act like you just downed six Flash's."
"I did have coffee earlier." She shrugged. "They don't sell the Flash over here in Starling."
"I don't care what coffee they sell here." I huffed, shoving her shoulder. "What I care about is the fact that you are acting weird. Tell me what's going on."
"Okay!" She huffed. She went to shove me back but stopped herself quickly. "Sorry."
"Thank you." I said with a nod. I checked again to make sure that mom and dad weren't around before I turned to her again. "What is it?"
"The murder we were investigating with Oliver and one that dad had to check out this morning are tied together." She started to explain. "I got the details from dad and it sounded weirdly familiar."
"Okay?" I said. "Is that why you're acting funny?"
"Sort of." She shrugged. "I had to call Aunt Iris so that I could have her send me some case files on Orlin Dwyer."
"Cicada?!" I gasped out, louder than I intended. Her eyes went wide and she shushed me.
"Listen, I thought I was wrong." She said, pulling me further away from any possible prying ears. "I hoped I was wrong."
"Meaning that you weren't wrong and now we know who's going around murdering people." She nodded and I reached up to pinch the bridge of my nose.
"You look like dad." She laughed softly.
"Oh shut up." I sighed, shoving her away from me. "Is that all?"
"Aunt Iris sent over all of the files I need to look through and I'm borrowing a laptop from Aunt Felicity so that I can go through them." She explained. "The only reason I'm acting funny is because I'm anxious to get back to the loft and find out what exactly we're dealing with, but dad is taking forever."
"Ditch the computer." I whispered quickly, taking it from her and setting it on a random desk.
"What? Why?" She asked, clearly confused.
"Anything you do on this laptop, Felicity can hack into." I warned her.
"Shit, I didn't think of that." She nodded. "I need a computer though."
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Cold to the Touch
FanfictionCaitlin had started working on a way to fix herself and Killer Frost. The only problem was that she had started working on it before they defeated DeVoe. Now that they were free of the Thinker, she was still working on her problem alone, but without...
