ColdFlash- Soulmates

Chapter 6: Murderer

  Barry kissed Leonard before he lent down to grab his jacket and bag. Len's hand snaked around his neck as he pulled away, not allowing him to escape too soon, pulling him back into the kiss. Barry felt the older man smile against his lips and he still couldn't believe that those lips or that smile were his. Still, even though they had been dating for over a year. He still felt like it was too good to be true.

"Hey tiger," Barry laughed, finally pulling away, "I really have got to get to work or Singh is going to fire me."

"Well see you later then," Len said pulling Barry into a quick hug before following him to the door and giving him a quick kiss in the doorway, watching the younger man take off. Late as ever.

***

  Barry sat on his desk chair swiveling slowly round. There had been something about Len that morning. He had been affectionate as always, yes, but he seemed almost sad or guilty. It had Barry worried. He had been too clingy and Barry had felt the older man's eyes follow him down the hall.

  Joe came in at that point, pulling Barry from his thoughts, something that he was so grateful for at that moment. Thankful to that he had managed to find the balance between the Wests and his boyfriend many months ago, soothing the tension. 

"Morning Bear," Joe smiled. He still had Joe, always Joe. "I think Singh wants you in his office, he is in a good mood today so you know, it may not be a bad thing, I just hope for your sake it is some cases." Joe chuckled and Barry's face cracked in a grin.

"Seriously Joe, me too," he huffed before lifting himself out of the chair and making his was down the stairs to the orderly bustle of the bull pit of the CCPD.

***

  When Barry gotten home Len wasn't there. That happened sometimes so Barry shouldn't be worried but with his boyfriend's behavior that morning he was. He hated how he felt but, despite the time that had passed, he was still the suspicious type. He still didn't fully trust Len, never had after he had found out his criminal life. He trusted him to never hurt him- never in a million years physically and their verbal scraps were so few and far between that any accusation thrown out in the moment never stuck for long. One of them would always wonder back with an apology and a make-up kiss.

 Nevertheless, he found himself taking out his phone, picking up the GPS signal on Len's phone. He didn't trust him fully in the respects that he would never go back to... illegal activities. Barry looked down at the dot showing him where Leonard was- he definitely hadn't gone to work.

  Barry called him then. Maybe there was some meetup with friends that Len had told him about and he had forgotten? When his boyfriend didn't pick he started to really wonder, Len always picked up. Either he was in trouble or he was getting himself into it.

  The forensic scientist was still staring at his phone as he hailed a cab. What was he doing? The answer was he didn't know. All he knew was that Len was in a warehouse miles from the place that he worked and hadn't picked up the phone. This couldn't be good.

***

  The taxi took him to the block before the warehouse, as Barry had requested, he didn't want to be caught up in this if what Len was doing was criminal. He threw the cabbie some dollar bills before clambering out of the door and strolling off, checking his phone one last time before tucking his hands into his pockets. Len was still at the warehouse.

  It took him less than five minutes to reach the warehouse district, walking along the dark streets with only the street lamps to guide him, every step he took echoing in the silence. The warehouse the GPS told him Len was in was set back a bit from the others, almost entirely dark with a single window shining with pale light- the only lit window in the entire district.