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"Will you quit pretending to stab me in the chest with your hand?" Cisco flounces away, scowling crossly at Harrison.
Harrison grins at him, unrepentant. "It's such fun when you scream like a little girl."
"I do not so scream like a little girl, Harry."
"Wanna bet?"
Harrison closes the distance between them in a few quick strides.
Cisco puts up his hand to push him away, but as he makes contact with Harrison's shoulder he's suddenly overcome by a vibe so strong he staggers back, eyes rolling up in his head.
"What's wrong?" Harrison asks, frowning at him in concern. Then his face changes. "Have you been getting vibes off me again?" he demands, grabbing Cisco's arm. "Did you see Jesse? Did you see my daughter?"
Cisco pulls away. "Uh, n-no," he stammers. He's staring at Harrison as if he's never seen him before. "Definitely not your daughter. It was a guy I saw."
"Who?"
Cisco doesn't answer.
Harrison grabs him again. "WHO?!" he yells, right up in Cisco's face.
Cisco's looking at him in a bewildered sort of way. "Uh - is there a Cisco Ramon on Earth-2?" he asks. "Working in your S.T.A.R. Labs maybe?"
Harrison obviously wasn't expecting this. He starts to say something, stops, shakes his head. "I don't know any Cisco Ramon on my world," he says flatly, and pushes Cisco away.
But Cisco has the feeling he's lying. That's what he wants to believe, anyway.
Because otherwise, who is the young guy he just vibed making out with Harrison in the - in a - S.T.A.R. Labs infirmary? If it's true that there's no Cisco Ramon on Earth-2, then the guy kissing Harry so passionately must be a future vision of - himself.
* * *
Cisco doesn't want to think about that vibe. It couldn't have been him kissing Harry. He's not gay. He fancies that barista at Jitters, for fucks sake. He makes a point of avoiding Harry, concentrates on convincing Kendra to go out with him on a date.
And then he almost freaks out with the vibe he gets from her...
But it's okay, things improve, and he's starting to think he may actually have a real girlfriend at last. Until Vandal Savage turns up. Until Kendra turns out to be a reincarnated priestess, and flies away with her reincarnated lover, Hawkman.
"I'm so doomed," Cisco mutters, watching them disappear into the distance.
Life's been kinda hectic these past few days: hiding out in an isolated farmhouse, helping Barry and Oliver take down Vandal Savage, watching Kendra turning into Hawkgirl. With all of that going on, Cisco hasn't given S.T.A.R. Labs, and Harrison Wells, one thought. But now it's time to get back to his day job.
He's still refusing to think about Harry Wells.
* * *
"Hey, Caitlin."
"Hi, Cisco. Sorry to hear about -"
Cisco waves his hand. "Doesn't matter. Forget it. She was way out of my league anyhoo."
He looks around the lab; no sign of Harrison Wells. Maybe he's gone back to Earth-2 after all? This thought, which once would have delighted Cisco, now makes him feel strangely hollow inside.
"Where's Dr Wells?" he blurts out.
"Ah," says Caitlin. "Yes, you won't have heard. He's in the infirmary."
"In the infirmary?" To his horror, Cisco feels himself blushing as memories of that vibe replay themselves in his head.
"He's going to be okay," Caitlin reassures him. "But it was touch and go for a while. He got shot."
"Shot?!"
"Yeah, Joe told me about that. My girlfriend Patty shot him."
Cisco turns round; Barry's leaning against the doorframe. He grins ruefully at Cisco and Caitlin. "Guess nobody told her about Harry being from Earth-2," Barry says. "She thought it was - him. Eobard Thawne." His face changes as he says that name.
"Well, it wasn't as bad as it might have been," Caitlin tells them. "We - Dr Wells and I - were working on a serum of his to help speedsters gain more speed. And Jay was able to use it to get his speed back temporarily and take the bullet out of Harrison's chest with his hand."
Cisco winces. "Ouch."
"And now he's being a really difficult patient, keeps wanting to get up." Caitlin looks appealingly at Cisco. "Maybe you could convince him to be sensible."
Cisco gives an exaggerated shrug. "I'll try."
His heart thundering in his chest, he heads for the infirmary.