The Devil on Our Backs*Matt Murdock*Daredevil x The Flash* Damned*

13) #Verdevil

Doctor-patient confidentiality was a thing and Caitlin was a doctor, but apparently, Vera didn't mind her sharing the results with the team Flash.

"She's gonna be fine. Some of the cuts will probably scar, but I gave her the best stuff," she reassured Barry and Cisco as well as the remaining figure of the Wests' family, Iris. "And she will probably have her fair share of nightmares, but that's not the kind of doctor I am. That's on her and on her choices."

Barry only nodded grimly, knowing horrifying memories all too well. Cisco did too. They all did.

"So..." Iris started, crossing her arms on her chest – a clear sign of approaching an unpleasant topic. "This Matt guy. How did he know to come to you for help again?"

"I overheard them talking about Cisco's visions and Barry's speed."

Iris jumped when Matt appeared and spoke up behind her shoulder.

"Jesus, you're like a ghost!" she complained, but quickly spun to the team. "And guys! Come on! Secret identity?"

"I have very good ears, Ms. West," Matt remarked with a mild smile.

"So you can hear you're not making a sound when moving?!"

"...I am making a sound when I'm moving."

"Well, you're apparently the only one who hears it, you're very quiet, that's my point," the reporter murmured, sighing. Then her eyes narrowed suspiciously and Cisco immediately smelled trouble. "Don't want to be rude, but how are you so quiet and so oriented? You know, Barry got blinded recently, but he was nowhere near your... confidence."

Matt seemed surprised when learning the new information. Cisco just grinned when he remembered helping Barry through his literally blind date with Patty.

"Well, I am blind since I was nine years old."

"Still. You came to this lab, what, yesterday or something, you couldn't get familiar with it enough, right? So how are you doing it?"

"Iris..." Barry protested, but Matt raised a hand to stop him.

"She can be trusted, right?"

"YES, I can!" she hissed exasperatedly, her protective side kicking in right after. "I'm not sure about you. You seem to know awfully lot for a stranger and you just happened to get a free ticket here, not to mention you learned the Flash' identity. So I think-"

"Iris-" Barry sighed, while Cisco just watched the woman getting worked up for no real reason. Well, she did have good reasons, actually, but she didn't know her worries were baseless. Because... Matt was a vigilante. A hero. Hell, he had even worked with the Arrow!

To everyone's surprise, Matt hesitantly took off his glasses, watching Iris' chin. She raised her eyebrow questioningly, but seemed convinced about the blind part of Matt's story at least. Not that it satisfied her; freaking reporters...

"...okay?"

"My eyes, they aren't working, not at all. I can't see what colour is your hair or your clothes, but I can tell you're wearing a dress ending slightly above your knees, probably cotton, freshly washed and that your hair are definitely long. I know you had a coffee about two hours ago and you're... you're working in an office, it smells a little like... it's familiar, actually— oh, newspapers. Are you a reporter?"

Iris was staring at the guy in horror, taking a step back. "What the hell?!"

"Matt, stop scaring people," Vera yelled from the door to the infirmary, admonishing him cheerily. She slowly walked to him, very cautiously brushing his hand and kissing his cheek lightly. She looked much better now, recovering quickly – she probably received a fresh dose of painkillers from Caitlin. Matt kissed her temple, his arm wrapping around her waist, probably to make sure she wouldn't fall, masking it as a loving gesture.