13: Being a Hero

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"What do you mean I can't come see you. It's been like a million years since I came by. I bet Dr. Wells and Cisco are dying to see me."

Gen held the phone to her ear and tapped her foot anxiously. She was sitting on the public bus, on her way to the firm.

On the other end, Caitlin sat at a computer typing some files, The Flash related files.

"I still think you need to stay put. No way am I risking you leaving the house and hurting yourself even more."

Gen rolled her eyes in annoyance and sunk in her seat a little more.

"I swear you and Barry are more like prison guards than friends."

She heard Caitlin sigh from the other end. "We're just looking out for you. I-we don't want to risk you pulling out your stitches or getting hit by a car or getting-"

"Alright, alright I get it. I basically have to be a hermit until I'm healed."

"Exactly," Caitlin smiled on the other end, "so stay put, watch some movies or something, and just relax okay?"

Gen frowned, "Yeah, whatever."

"Okay good. So how about I come over later. I'll bring some Chinese food. And if you need anything from your apartment-"

Gen immediately jumped up and yelled, "No!"

Other people on the bus stopped what they were doing and looked over at her. Gen glanced around and cleared her throat, "No Cait that's okay. I'm good for now."

"Well, alrighty then. I suppose I'll see you later." Caitlin sounded a bit confused.

"Bye cuz, " Gen quickly hung up the phone and put it in her coat pocket.

"Way to go Gen, way to be calm about this, " she thought.

But honestly, she's been jumpy ever since leaving the hospital. She couldn't get thought out of her head that at any moment, whether she's in public or at The West's house, someone could come after her.

They must know she's wounded, so that could become a giant pain in the ass for her.

The bus slowly came to a stop, a block away from the firm, and Gen stood up. She made her way to the front and hopped off with a few other people.

She noticed as she started walking down the sidewalk, she'd tense up every time someone would get close to her.

She didn't realize how much of an impact this attack had on her.

She quickly made her way to the firm and walked in. All the chatter and little noises died down as everyone looked at her.

She cleared her throat and gave a quick nod. She made her way to Delilah's office and saw it was closed.

Before she could even knock the door opened and she was met with a wild looking Delilah. She raised an eyebrow at the blonde in confusion.

Delilah's expression definitely didn't match Gen's. The crazed look soon was replaced with one of anger.

"What in the bloody hell are you doing here?!?" Gen opened her mouth to respond, but she was quickly pulled into Delilah's office.

"Calm down Dee, I'm-"

"I swear if you say fine I will slap you. Did you not hear me when I said to stay at Detective West's house? Gen you need to get back right away."

Delilah was waving her hands dramatically in the air and rushing around, gathering her keys and coat in the process.

Gen sighed and shook her head. "I came to help out with trying to find out who these people are."

Delilah shook her head furiously and locked her windows. "Genevieve these people are not to be challenged in any way. We need to leave."

She tried to usher Gen out, but she took a step away from her. Now she was getting pissed.

"Just because one arm is out of comission doesn't mean my brain doesn't work."

"I know that Gen," Delilah explained, "But these people, I've dealt with them before."

"So that means we know what we're dealing with. We'll find them and take them out."

"No Gen," a solemn feeling settled around them, "these people, the man in charge, we can't go up against them. I've already talked to The Table and we need to go underground for the time being."

Gen felt fear settle in her heart at the mention of The Table. The 5 men and women who basically run Olympian with a cruel, iron fist.

"Dee I can't just get up and go. What about my cousin, my friends." Gen pleaded.

I can't leave Barry.

"We've got no other choice Gen." Delilah shook her head.

"But Dee-"

"No, I can't loose anyone else Gen. You of all people should know that. I am not risking your safety so you can go and play hero," Delilah said in a demanding voice.

Just the irony of that statement made Gen chuckle humoressly. They were nowhere near being heroes.

Delilah narrowed her eyes, "We're going to go back to the house, pack your things, and then I'll explain everything."

She headed for the door, but Gen stood in place, "Can you at least tell me who's out to get me?"

Delilah looked over her shoulder at Gen. For a split second pure fear and sadness filled her eyes.

"It's Azazel."

In that moment Gen felt her knees grow weak and her heart sank. If Delilah was right, they were in serious trouble.

Not only would they be dealing with one of the most deadliest men to ever walk the earth, but they would be dealing with the man who killed their families.

This was not going to be easy.
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And another chapter comes to a close. I hope everyone liked this one.

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