The Impossible

02

"Here is your tea, Aspen." Caitlin sighed as she sat down on my couch. Boxes were still littered everywhere, but we put enough stuff away so I would be able to sit in my living room and watch tv or sleep in my bed in my bedroom.

That was also with no help from Cisco, who told us he was stopping at the store to pick up some food and drinks for us. He also stopped by his house to get a few movies for us to watch tonight, which made me wonder when I told him he could stay over. 

It was later in the evening and we all got off of work. Caitlin made it a point to come straight to my house and help me unpack, basically dragging Cisco along with her. He whined for a bit, played with my stuff without actually unpacking, and left for the store. We took a break after we each fully unpacked three boxes.

"Thank you so much." I gushed, taking the glass from her hands and sipping the warm liquid. It traveled down my throat, instantly warming my body that was now in sweats and a t-shirt.

"Well, it's the least I could do for making you move out here." She said, cupping her hands around her mug.

"Cait, you didn't make me move out here. I decided on my own." I tried to explain, but she didn't buy it. She looked at me with guilt in her eyes, but she had nothing to be guilty for. "It was getting lonely in Starling City. All I could do was listen to Felicity complain about how bad Oliver Queen's keyboards were." She chuckled, making me smile and run my fingers through my hair. 

"It's good to have you back." She whispered, sipping her drink.

"It better be, because I'm not spending another eight hundred dollars on a moving van and new house again." I sipped my drink while she laughed and looked up at me. "And, the least you could do is make Cisco come home faster with the food."

"We should make him unpack the rest of the boxes." I nodded as I sipped my drink, adoring the words that Caitlin just said. 

"So my question is, what exactly do you do in S.T.A.R. Labs? I mean, you guys don't have much business." She licked her lips as she brought her cup down and looked over at me. She looked like she was thinking hard for an answer that she couldn't quite find.

"Pretty much the same things we've been doing with Dr. Wells..." She answered vaguely, but that gave no sort of information at all.

"Then why did you need me?" I questioned, confused about why he was so desperate to get me to Central City.

"Well, Dr. Wells was hoping that if we can make some sort of cure, or medicine, or some amazing discovery, it will outshine the particle accelerator and things will go back to normal." She explained. My eyebrows naturally pulled together and I looked at her in confusion. 

"Just any kind?" She nodded, sipping her drink. "What he should be doing is going out to search for all of the people he hurt because of the explosion and help them, like the seriously injured ones. I've read that hundreds of people were affected by it and need help..."

"Aspen, if you don't like what Dr. Wells is doing, why did you take the job?" I looked over at her, my lips parting slightly.

Why did I take this job? I was fine where I was. 

"I just think that helping people is what he should be doing, not making a cure. I mean, I'm surprised that Barry Allen stuck around Dr. Wells for so long if he was the reason for Barry's coma." I spoke my mind, which I do quite often. It's one of my bad traits, but it's also one of my greatest qualities. It proves I'm honest even if people don't want to hear it.

"That night when the accelerator exploded, Barry was struck by lightning and was rushed to the hospital..." She explained with a serious tone in her voice. I looked over at her, a bit confused but ready to listen to the story. "His heart stopped beating more times than the doctors could count, but Dr. Wells found him and took him to S.T.A.R. Labs and we saved him because the doctors couldn't."