Harrison Wells' Human Shield

Pilot

Clara looked up from her online work when Caitlin and Cisco entered the work area where Barry Allen's body lay in a comatose state.

"What are you doing?" Caitlin asked.

Clara scrunched her eyebrows in confusion until she realized that the blonde was asking about the music blaring in the office. "He likes this song,"

"How could you possibly know that?"

Clara shrugged "Who doesn't like Gaga? I mean, he can hear everything, right?" she glanced over at the man's body.

"Auditory functions are the last sensory faculties to degenerate," Caitlin nodded.

"Can't read my no he can't read my poker..." Cisco sang as he went over to his workstation.

Clara smiled at the man-child's antics before her eyes widened.

"Cici?" Cisco asked worriedly.

Barry gasped awake as he sat up on the bed.

"Oh, my God!"

"Where am I?" Barry asked.

"He's up," Caitlin noted.

"No dip Sherlock," Clara muttered as she tried to reel in her emotions from the jumpscare.

"Dr. Wells, get down to the cortex, like, right now," Cisco reported over the walkie-talkie.

Caitlin quickly walked over to Barry and began shining a light in his pupils "Pulse 120, pupils equally reactive to light. Look at me, look at me,"

Barry groaned as he tried to move away from Caitlin's psycho-doctor routine, as Clara called it.

"Hey, hey, whoa, whoa, relax," Cisco told Barry. "Everything's okay, man. You're at STAR labs,"

"STAR labs?" Barry asked, "Who are you?"

"That's Cisco Ramon." Clara replied "She's Dr. Caitlin Snow,"

"I need you to urinate in this," Caitlin said as she held up a jar.

"Ew, gross Caitlin," Clara cringed.

"What is...what is happening? What is going on?" Barry questioned.

"You were struck by lightning, dude," Cisco explained.

"What?" Barry turned towards a mirror and looked at his abs "Lightning gave me abs?"

"Your muscles should be atrophied, but instead they're in a chronic and unexplained state of cellular regeneration," Caitlin reasoned.

Clara shook her head and grabbed Barry's arm to drag him away from Caitlin "Have a seat,"

Barry looked the girl over and finally realized who she was "You're Clara Wells..."

"Yeah, and you were in a coma,"

"For how long?"

"Nine months," Harrison Wells replied as he wheeled himself into the cortex. "Welcome back, Mr. Allen. We have a lot to discuss,"

***

"It's hard to believe I'm here," Barry marveled as he walked with Clara and her father down the halls of STAR Labs. "I've always wanted to meet you face to face,"

"Well, you certainly went to great lengths to do it," Clara laughed.

"STAR Labs has not been operational since FEMA categorized us as a Class Four Hazardous Location. 17 people died that night. Many more were injured. Myself amongst them," Harrison Wells rubbed Clara's hand in reassurance as he knew how difficult the topic was for her.

"Jeeze," Barry marveled at the destruction. "What happened?"

"Nine months ago, the particle accelerator went online exactly as planned. For 45 minutes, I had achieved my life's dream. And then...then there was an anomaly. The electron volts became unmeasurable, and the ring under us popped. Energy from that detonation was thrown into the sky and that, in turn, seeded a storm cloud..."

"That created a lightning bolt that struck you," Clara included.

"I was recovering myself...when I heard about you. The hospital was undergoing unexplainable power outages every time you were going into cardiac arrest, which was actually a misdiagnosis because you see, you weren't flatlining, Barry. Your heartbeat was moving too fast for the EKG to register it. Now, I'm not the most popular person in town these days, but Detective West and his daughter gave me permission to bring you here, where we were able to stabilize you,"

"Iris?" Barry voiced.

"Iris, yes,"

"She came to see you quite often," Clara mused as she went over to one of many rolly chairs in the lab and spun in it.

"She talks a lot," Caitlin added.

"Also, she's hot," Cisco noted.

Clara used her leg to kick at Cisco.

"I need to go," Barry said rushed.

"No, you can't," Caitlin argued.

"No, no. No, Caitlin's right," Harrison Wells agreed. "No, now that you're awake, we need to do more tests. You're still going through changes. There's so much that we don't know,"

"I'm fine. Really, I feel normal." Barry said as he edged out of the lab "Thank you for saving my life,"

"Really?" Caitlin sighed in defeat.

"You had to mention the girl, Dad," Clara laughed.

Barry poked his head back in "Can I keep the sweatshirt?"