Primrose Path (A Harry Wells x Reader Insert)

Chapter 17

"Hey," you greet a still bedridden Caitlin, "Feeling any better today?"

"A little," she admits, "but I still feel ghost pains every so often."

"Yikes..."

"That's the business," your friend explains as you take a seat next to her, "never knowing what you'll face next. And I shouldn't have been so reckless. Well, she shouldn't have been so reckless."

"Frost?"

Caitlin nods.

"What's it like?" you ask.

"Not going to lie, at first it was frightening. Turning into another person, a whole other personality, it was a lot to take in. But we've been a part of each other for so long now it's like a friend you can take with you wherever you go. Even if you don't necessarily get to see one another..."

"So do you like, talk with Frost?" The whole notion of another personality within a person still is a mystery to you and you find it entirely fascinating.

"Kind of - we leave each other notes. She's quite funny, actually. Though her humour isn't for everyone-" Caitlin winces as she sits up in the medbay bed.

"Here, let me help you," you offer.

"No, no, I'm fine, really."

There's a pause.

"I'm sorry, Cait. If there's anything I can do, please tell me, okay? Text, call, I'll be here."

"Sure, could you go in my place to make my metacine exchange tonight at the docks?" she asks, followed by a string of laughter until it clearly hurts for her to do so. You pretend to join in.

"Ha ha ha... but what?"

"I was just kidding," she clarifies. "I have- well, had , a meeting with a supplier tonight, but that's obviously not going to happen. I'm probably going to get one of the Boss' signature rants."

"I won't let him do that, don't worry. I'll talk to him."

"Thanks, (Y/N)."

"Now get some rest," you tell her, "I want to have a girls' night soon and I want you to be in tip-top shape!"

Caitlin laughs again, "Okay, will do." As you're about to leave, her voice calls you back, "(Y/N), I can't thank you enough for yesterday. You were phenomenal. Someone without having done a procedure like that before? Without having been to med school? I'm in awe."

"It was nothing Caitlin. It was like pulling out slivers, seriously. And I've had my share of those."

She doesn't want to seem to accept your answer to your previous miraculous work but leaves it at that. You exit the medbay and on the way out of the Cortex, your foot bumps against something on the ground near one of the desks.

A briefcase.

You unlatch the top and peer inside, jaw-dropping at the bundles of cash. This must be the exchange Caitlin was talking about. That's when you get an idea.

What if I do take this to the docks in Caitlin's place? That way, Harry won't yell at her, she won't lose the deal, and the company gets the goods.And no one's the wiser!

Not to mention you have all this self-defence training under your belt. If anyone decides to get rough with you, you'll take them down hard. They won't know what'll hit them.

You snatch the case and walk with purpose down the S.T.A.R. Labs corridors. Not one of the guards on your way out questions or stops you. Why would they? No one messes with the Boss' darling.