3.2 Recruited

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Y/N stood with his team in S.T.A.R. Labs. He and his coworkers were working on new mapping routes to take throughout the city, seeing what were the most commonly attacked places and where most of the crime was located.

Cisco: You think we're thinking about this too much?

Caitlin: Well, I mean, you do need to know these places if you're going to open breaches to them. 

Cisco: Right, but do you think we're playing 4D chess when we should be playing checkers? What if we're trying to outthink super crooks who haven't even finished high school and have no tactic outside of "destroy everything in sight." 

Y/N: Eh, I think it's always better to prepare for the worst. Remember the Royal Flush Gang? 

As they were talking, Y/N turned around. He froze when he noticed something in front of him. A shadow was seen walking down the hall. It wasn't Wells, he was in the side lab. It couldn't be Barry or Joe, he had just talked to them over the phone.

Y/N: Guys...

His two friends turned around and looked as well. Both went wide eyed seeing someone sneak into the lab. Y/N turned around and used his speed to cover up any trace of their work, closing the door on the mannequin case that held his suit. Cisco prepared to reach into his pocket for his goggles. Caitlin steadied her hand, ready to go cold at any moment.

All three were caught off guard by who entered. An older gentleman with dark hair and hints of grey stepped into the cortex room. He was wearing a black dress jacket over a black, button-up shirt and pants. He strolled in as if he owned the place. 

Bruce: I hope I'm not disturbing anything.

The three coworkers all looked at him with wide eyes of disbelief.

Y/N: Y... You're Bruce Wayne.

Bruce: Yes, I suppose I am. So, this is the famous S.T.A.R. Labs.

He strolled through the cortex room, looking at all the side labs and carts full of random equipment. Y/N and Cisco continued to remain in shock. Cisco turned to Y/N, mumbling while still staring.

Cisco: Why is Bruce Wayne in our lab?

Bruce: You know, you guys better invest in better security. Don't want just anyone walking in on you.

They had actually just updated their security shortly after Grodd's attack on the city. They installed new sensors, alarms, blast doors, and security cameras. Someone had disabled all of them. Y/N made his way over to the multimillionaire, still in shock and trying to hold back his excitement.

Y/N: M... Mr. Wayne, it is an h... honor to meet you, sir. Really. I am a big fan of your work and charitability. We just weren't expecting you and I'm sure we could have made things a little more presentable as they should be.

He brought out a shaky hand. Wayne took it with a firm grip, shaking in return. 

Bruce: That's alright, kid. I actually prefer to see science in its raw form. None of the silver, cleanliness some others try to push.

Y/N continued to stand there awkwardly before realizing he was still holding Wayne's hand. He let go and sheepishly put his hand behind his neck. Caitlin walked over, acting more professional and composed.

Caitlin: Mr. Wayne, Dr. Caitlin Snow. We're surprised by your visit, although we can instead call it a pleasure. What brings you to S.T.A.R. Labs?

Bruce: Well, I came to check in on an old friend.

At that moment, Dr. Wells walked into the room. He looked up and stopped, noticing Wayne. A slight smile crept onto his face.

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