The Flash: The Fastest Man Alive (Male Reader Insert)

8.12 The Big Day

The team were all gathered in the lounge in S.T.A.R. Labs. Y/N was sitting on one of the long couches. Judy was sitting in the chair next to him while Joe was in the other across from her. Barry and Patty were both standing near the table grabbing a beer. 

Caitlin was sitting on the couch with Y/N. She was leaning into his shoulder with his arm wrapped around her. His winged helmet was sitting cockeyed on her head as she groaned in a tired state. The temporary touch of the Speed Force was currently leaving her body, leaving her tired and sluggish as she returned to her natural state. Y/N rubbed her shoulder as she tried to fight off her exhausted body.

Caitlin: I am really starting to miss speed healing. 

Y/N: Look on the bright side. You don't have to eat 8,000 calories just to stay moving.

Judy: And you can actually get a beer on your wedding night without needing Cisco's special formula.

Caitlin: Nope. I've learned my lesson with alcohol. Never again.

Y/N and Joe looked at one another. They both shook their heads, dismissing Snow's claim. Patty walked over with an ice pack to help with Caitlin's sore muscles that were no longer supported by a quick healing factor. 

Cisco was in the workshop taking off his gear. He placed down his gloves and brought up his hand to look at his palm. The cut he'd received earlier was still present, but now more faded than before. He'd be back to full strength soon enough.

As Cisco examined his hand, he turned his attention to the wheelchair next to him. He walked over to it with a sunken expression. Hesitantly, Ramon brought out his hand and pressed it against the arm of the wheelchair. He ran his hand across it, feeling the plastic controls and leather arm rests. 

As Cisco took in the feel of the wheel chair, he allowed himself to vibe it. His mind went into the memories of the wheel chair, this time looking at the past instead of the future. He saw the first time Harrison sat down in the chair. He seemed miserable, but chose to focus his attention on everyone else who had been hurt during the accident that had put him there.

Cisco saw further memories associated with the chair. The three of them escaping with the still unconscious Y/N, the first time Y/N woke up, Wells and Cisco working together in the lab, Eiling injecting Harrison with the energy that allowed him to walk once more. 

When he was done, Cisco opened his eyes. He looked down at the chair and thought fondly about the man, the mentor, the friend he had lost. He thought about all the times they had together, both the good and the bad. Finally, Cisco allowed himself to sigh and smile for the first time since his friend's death.

Cisco: Thank you.

Cisco turned to leave, walking away from the wheel chair. As he did, he passed by Dr. Wells' old desk. Cisco was about to completely walk past it when something caught his eye. One of the locked drawers on the desk had been left open. He walked over to it and examined the drawer. It appeared to have a lock sensor that had been tied in with a heart monitor.

Looking inside the desk, Cisco found a few documents. They all listed out billing statements, residual affairs, and even wills and last statements made by Wells. Then there was the flash drive. Sitting on top of all the files was a small black and green thumb drive. It had a piece of tape put over it with three letters written on it. R. I. P.

Everyone gathered around the TV in the lounge. Cisco inserted the flash drive into his computer and projected the image onto the larger screen. The black screen flickered for a moment before showing a new scene. Everyone gasped at what they saw. Before them sat Harrison Wells. Behind him was the workshop, but as to when the video had been recorded, nobody could tell.