"No! Cisco!" Barry Allen shouted desperately. He felt his heart pounding at the sight of one of his best friends lying on the ground in an alley, surrounded by a pool of his own blood.

He dashed to his friend's side in a blur of yellow and red lightning.

"Barry, what's happened?" Caitlin asked through the comms. Something in her voice sounded urgent, not that Barry could hear it.

Barry couldn't hear anything. Everything in the world was stopped and nothing existed except for him and Cisco.

"Barry!" Caitlin said a little louder, forcing Barry to listen to her.

"Y-yeah?" He asked, nervously.

"What's happened to Cisco?" Caitlin demanded, but sounding incredibly anxious.

"I... I don't know, but he's really bleeding out." Barry said. "I gotta bring him back to S.T.A.R. Labs-I can't..."

"Allen." Another voice came in, just as demanding. "Why is Cisco losing blood? Has he broken any bones, been shot or stabbed..."

Barry immediately and quickly-also gently-checked his friend over for injuries.

"Yeah, he's been shot." Barry said.

Over at S.T.A.R. Labs, Caitlin's hand flew to her mouth as she looked over to Harrison Wells-the Earth-2 Harrison Wells, not Eobard Thawne Harrison Wells.

"Where has he been shot?" Harry asked.

There was a pause as they all awaited a reply.

"Left arm. Uh... Shoulder."

Caitlin scribbled down notes on a nearby piece of paper.

"I think he took one to the leg-yep thigh. And..." Barry breathed heavily.

"Barry, tell us." Caitlin begged. "Please."

"He's been shot i-in the back... Three times."

"So we're dealing with six gunshot wounds?" Caitlin asked, ignoring exactly where.

"Yeah. Six. And a small stab wound to the palm of the hand. Cisco probably tried to put up a fight-"

"Barry, stop pretending to play forensic scientist-" Harry began, softly grunting.

"I am a forensic scientist." Barry protested.

"And bring Cisco back to us at S.T.A.R. Labs." Harry finished, ignoring Barry's interruption.

Caitlin stood up out of her chair and began to walk out of the Cortex.

"Where are you going?" Harry asked.

"Well... Someone has to inform Dante."

"Dante?"

"Cisco's older brother."

"Get the crash cart ready. Then you can inform all the people you want to." Harry said coldly.

"My friend is hurt, I-"

"You are a doctor. You will help him. If not, we will have him brought to a hospital."

Caitlin grunted. "Fine." She walked over to the desk and spoke into the microphone. "Barry, there's been a change of plans-you're to bring Cisco to the hospital, not to S.T.A.R. Labs."

"W-why, Caitlin?" Barry asked. "I'm almost there."

"Just do it." She said in monotone, turning to glare at Harry, who rolled his eyes.

"Come on, Snow, why'd you do that?" Harry asked.

"Because Cisco's loved ones deserve to see him. Everyone. Dante, Joe, Oliver..."

"Joe West, who's already a member of Team Flash and Oliver Queen, the Green Arrow who both visit here all the time. Also, I'd hardly call Oliver one of Ramon's loved ones."

"He's his friend."

"Who's whose friend?" Joe asked, walking into the Cortex. "And where's Barry?"

"At the hospital." Caitlin answered.

"My god, is he alright?" Joe asked, shocked.

"He's fine." Harry replied, walking over. "But unfortunately Cisco is not."

"Cisco?!" Joe choked out. He hadn't expected Cisco to end up hurt from anything. Cisco was never usually hurt-well physically anyway. "What happened?"

"We're still not sure. But the result was that he was shot several times and also... Stabbed." Caitlin explained quietly.

Joe's shoulders slumped as he let out what was left of the air in his lungs.

"Shot. Cisco." He shook his head. "Who else knows?"

"Jesse doesn't and nor does Iris, if you're wondering." Harry said.

"But you're probably going to have to tell her." Caitlin added.

"Why aren't you treating him here?" Joe asked.

"Because I'm not equipped to deal with a guy with severe blood loss from bullet wounds and may or may not be paralysed as a result."

"Wait-paralysed?!" Joe shook his head. "So it gets worse, then? I don't understand, I thought he could see the future."

"He can see across timelines. Maybe he just didn't see this timeline where he got himself shot in the spine." Harry shrugged.

"Insensitive!" Caitlin hissed loudly.

"Cisco... Is he-"

"We don't know, Joe." Caitlin shook her head. "Barry should update us when he gets to the hospital."

"He didn't get shot too, did he?"

A blur of red and yellow lightning rushed into the Cortex, blowing away pieces of paper as he did. Barry Allen.

"I'll take that as a no-Barry, how's Cisco?" Joe asked urgently.

Barry didn't reply. He just looked at everyone sadly.

"Oh no, Bar." Joe breathed. "Is he-he isn't gone, is he?"

"No." Barry shook his head. "But it's not looking good."

"Who should we inform?" Caitlin asked, getting her phone out.

"Everyone."

"Inform everyone about what?" Cisco asked, casually strolling into the Cortex sucking on a lollipop.

"Cisco?" Joe asked incredulously.

"This... Isn't possible." Barry shook his head. "I just took you to the hospital. You were shot."

Caitlin stared at Cisco in disbelief before she put two and two together.

"Barry, what was Cisco wearing when you took him to the hospital?"

"Not that, that's for sure." Barry said.

"H-has has there been another breach?" Caitlin asked.

"No, Caitlin, we closed them all off."

"Yeah, but..."

"Actually." Harry said, staring at one of the computer consoles. "There has been. One of these Ciscos is not our Cisco."

He turned to Caitlin. "Don't inform anyone until we know for sure that it's our Cisco that's hurt."

Barry rushed out of the Cortex and out of S.T.A.R. Labs.

"Where's he off to?" Cisco or Maybe Not Cisco asked.

"To find out whose Cisco you are." Harry replied. "At least, that's what I would do."

Barry rushed to the hospital and ran inside. There he found a team of doctors and nurses still trying to stabilise Cisco-the Cisco that he'd brought in. And almost immediately he managed to get into a row with the receptionist.

"I can't let you see him."

"I'm not asking to see him, I want to see the clothes he was brought in with."

"Are you family?"

"No, I-"

"Are you his emergency contact?"

"I don't think so...?"

"I can't let you do that."

"Please, we're best friends."

"Best friends aren't family."

"I'm more family to him than his own family!" Barry huffed. "There's more to family than blood, you know!"

"I'm only following hospital procedure, sir."

"Can't you break it?"

"No, I can't."

"Not even for a superhero?"

"You're a superhero? Yeah right." The receptionist scoffed.

"I know The Flash."

"Okay, you get the Flash here and I'll let you see your friend." She said not believing him and going back to her paperwork.

Barry looked over at the Cisco he'd brought in. What if it was his Cisco? Then where was the other Cisco from?

More doctors suddenly swarmed around that Cisco and Barry's heart sunk. Whatever they were there for, it wouldn't be good.

"He's stopped breathing!"

"His heart rate's slowing!"

"He's losing too much blood!"

Barry looked back at the receptionist.

"You've got a deal, lady." Barry ran out of the E.R and returned seconds later at The Flash.

"Hmm. Wasn't expecting you so fast." The receptionist said, looking up from her paperwork. "Come to think of it, I wasn't expecting you at all."

"Yeah, well I'm here." Barry grunted. "Let me see Cisco's things."

"I've already told you, no."

"Wha-No you didn't."

"Yeah, this kid told me that he needed to see a patients personal items. So did you. You're that kid."

"No, I'm not. I'm The Flash." Barry protested.

He looked over at his maybe friend. One of the doctors was jamming a tube down his throat and Barry's chest tightened. He couldn't see his friend. He looked back at the receptionist.

"I need that stuff to help find who did this to that man."

Another doctor rushed over to maybe-Cisco; he looked more senior than the others.

"What's going on here?"

"Francisco Ramon. He's 23 and suffered multiple gunshot wounds. We don't know how it happened, but he was brought in by The Flash."

The doctor looked over at Barry, who was dressed as The Flash. Whispers spread among the E.R. staff.

The doctor then approached Barry.

"You brought this young man in?" He asked.

Barry couldn't bring himself to do anything else but nod. He took a breath to compose himself. "Yeah. He's one of my best friends." He replied.

The doctor simply nodded. "Did you see anything else that might help us treat him? Do you know anything? Does he have any allergies? Pre-existing conditions?"

"Uh... Not that I'm aware of." Barry frowned. He hesitated to tell the doctor that Cisco was also a Metahuman, but as the doctor turned back to might-be-Earth-1's-Cisco, he felt he had to.

"Actually, there is something." Barry blurted out. "He's like me. Not fast, but he's got powers like me. He's... My sidekick." He cringed internally-Cisco would kill him for telling anyone that he was a sidekick. If that was his Cisco, that is.

The doctor turned to Barry.

"That explains the clothes he was brought in with." One of the nurses said. "Some sort of weird superhero outfit with some goofy little goggles."

Barry's eyes widened slightly and his heart skipped a beat. Probably several with how fast-even for him-that it had been beating before. This couldn't be his Cisco.

Barry rushed out of the E.R and ran back to S.T.A.R. Labs. There, everyone was waiting for him-Caitlin, Joe, Iris, Harry and other Cisco. Not his Cisco.

"I know which Cisco's which!" Barry said, yanking down his cowl.

"So do we, Barry, now hush." Harry said curtly.

"Yeah, I'll be there as soon as I can." A voice said from the other end of the phone. "I didn't anticipate that something like this could happen. Not to you guys anyway."

"Okay, we'll see you soon, Oliver." Caitlin nodded, hanging up.

"Oliver... Queen?" Barry raised an eyebrow. "Why? To help us get other Cisco back?"

"Well, yes. And no." Caitlin said gently.

"What do you mean?"

"When you were gone, they found out which Cisco is ours." Iris let out a small sigh.

"How'd you do that?"

"We asked." Harry said.

"Barry..." Iris bit her lip. "This Cisco here. Is not ours."

Barry's heart sank. "Wait... Not?!"

"I'm so sorry, Bar."

Barry's stomach knotted as he thought of Cisco, lying alone in the hospital. The blood loss. The tube rammed down his throat. The bullet in his spine.

"No. It can't be." Barry shook his head. "This has to be our Cisco!" He pointed at the Cisco sitting at one of the computer consoles, nibbling on a Twizzler.

"You're in denial." Caitlin said. "You need-"

"I don't need anything!" Barry raised his voice sounding more scared than angry. "Other than to get this Cisco back where he came from or so help me..."

"Barry, we understand. Cisco's our friend too." Iris said. "You found him. You brought him into the hospital and saw him like that. It's understandable that you'd react differently to the rest of us. It's okay."

"Yeah." Barry sighed. "Took the words right out of my mouth." He groaned slightly, thinking of how fragile Cisco looked. How fragile life actually is.

"How bad is it, Barry?" Caitlin asked.

"Very." Barry answered. "Cisco... They just forced a tube down his throat. And they were squeezing blood into him. I-so many people. He's in bad shape."

"Cisco." Caitlin let out a small gasp. "No."

Joe shook his head. "Oh, Bar."

"Wait-other me's dying?!" The other Cisco asked.

"I'm sure Cisco will be okay." Harry said over the chatter. "They're only doing it for his own good. If Cisco-our Cisco-needs life support, then..."

"What if he never gets better? What if he dies?" Barry said desperately. "I can't live with that!"

"Barry, you didn't shoot Cisco-"

"But I found him like that, Joe!"

"Joe is right, Barry, this isn't your fault. None of it. Someone shot Cisco with the intention of killing him. It's their fault." Caitlin said.

"Other me was shot?!" Other Cisco huffed. "This day has just been awful."

"Well, I'm sorry Earth-Whatever Ramon." Harry snapped. "But this day isn't about you. It's about this Earth's Ramon."

"Who didn't get injured by Barry." Joe repeated.

"Yeah." Barry grunted. He knew that rationally, it wasn't his fault. He didn't cause any of it, but he couldn't help but feel like he did.

"He's probably going to be in surgery all night, Barry." Joe let out a sigh. "Come on. Iris and I will come with you to the hospital."

"What's the point? They're not going to let me see him, Joe. Or you or Caitlin or Iris-anyone." Barry said dejectedly.

"Then use the cop card, Barry!"

"It won't work on someone in a coma, Joe!"

"He's been shot several times. You're a forensic scientist. Tell them you need pictures of his wounds-you probably will anyway. I've called it in with Singh."

"Cisco." Barry shook his head. "I don't think I can see him like that."

Joe frowned. There was something about the way Barry was acting that seemed really unusual to him. And it wasn't just good friend in a coma.

"Barry... How do you feel?" Joe asked carefully.

"How do I feel? Joe, how do you think I feel?!" Barry held back a sob. "I feel like this is my fault-if I'd got to him ten seconds sooner I might've saved him."

"Is that why you're acting so oddly?" Joe asked. "Because you think you could have saved Cisco? Well, you probably did save him by just bringing him to the hospital. You might not have even been able to stop him from being-"

"It feels like my mother all over again and I don't want to lose someone I love in the same way." Barry sighed. "Whether it's you or Iris or Caitlin-"

"Or Cisco." Joe finished with a nod. "Yeah. I understand."

"Oh, Barry." Iris pulled him in for a hug. "I'm sure he'll be okay."

"Yeah." Barry said with a small sigh. "I hope so."

A/N: Sorry to my regular Avengers readers, but this idea popped into my head and I just had to write it. Updates will probably be sporadic. Also, it's my first Flash fic, so sorry if anyone's OOC.