After losing the man she loved to the Speed Force and her powers to the Lazarus Pit, Delaney West spent six months controlling her bloodlust and trying to keep her team together. She's taken over the role of team leader before but now she doesn't ha...
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I laughed a little as I watched Barry skate away from Nora, trying to get her to race him. Cicada has been silent after Frost and I beat the crap out of him so the team decided to go ice skating together. It's clear that Nora hasn't been skating very often, evident by the fact that she almost fell on her butt a few times. I smiled as I skated over to her, "Whoa, whoa. I gotcha", I said as I caught her before she fell. She laughed a little as she tried to balance herself, "This is embarrassing. I'm really good at the ice skating game on my Pocket Pal", she said as he almost fell again but I held onto her.
I nodded, "Okay, you're just gonna bend your knees. And lean forward a bit", I told her. She followed my advice and I slowly let go of her as she gasped and smiled, "I'm doing it. This is like schway city, Mom. Thanks", she said as she started to skate away. I smiled as I watched her go, "Look at you two. You're such a mom", Barry joked as he skated up behind me. I rolled my eyes and smiled at him, "You're the one who suggested ice skating and game night", I reminded him. He nodded, "Yeah, when Nora got hurt, I know we all went a little crazy. But now, we have an actual plan to stop Cicada", he said.
"Waking up his niece to appeal to his heart", I remembered the plan we came up with. He looked at me, "I know that Dwyer's a killer, but he's still a person and he loves Grace just like we love Nora. So I don't know. I just feel like everything's heading in the right direction", he said. "Here I come. Coming in", Ralph said as he Caitlyn and Iris skated up next to us. I rolled my eyes at him, "Okay, why are you wearing a helmet? You're literally made of rubber", I reminded him. He shrugged, "Somebody's gotta set a good example for these kids", he said. Cait laughed, "I thought you grew up on the ice", he said.
He nodded, "Well, I did, basically, my mom dated a Zamboni operator, so...", he trailed off. Sherloque skated around us, showing off as usual, "And I tell you where I'm from, we don't date Zamboni drivers. Why is that? Because there are no Zambonis. How do we clear the ice? All winter long, we are on our hands and knees with a squeegee in hand. Let me tell you. Best eight months of the year for this guy", he said before skating off again.
Ralph looked at Iris, "Speaking of squeegeeing, you know who could use a good squeegeeing is Larry Blumenthal. He's dead", he said. Iris looked at him shocked, "Larry Blumenthal is dead? The patent registrar across the hall from you with the 400 square footage--"
"And the courtyard views?", they both said at the same time. Ralph nodded, "Yeah, dead as a doornail. You can have that place if you want. Yours to rent", she said. My sister smiled widely, "This is perfect. I mean, our ad revenue has been up this quarter", she said. I smiled at her, "With the extra space you'd be able to hire editors, photographers. You could turn your blog into a real newspaper", I told her. She looked at me, "You mean we could", she corrected. I looked at her surprised, "Wait, you want me to do it with you? I thought I was just helping you with a few stories so you weren't so overloaded", I said.
She shook her head, "The people love your stories and I love working with you. Why not make it official? The West Sisters starting their own business", she suggested and I hugged her tightly, excited for this plan. "My package has arrived", Sherloque said as he skated back over to us. Caitlyn looked at him confused, "What package?", she asked, none of us sure what he would have ordered. He looked at us, "This is the solution to all our problems. Allez, les amis. We must go", he yelled and quickly skated away. I sighed and looked at my husband, "Why must all the Wells' have insane ideas and devices?", I asked him.
