A/N: What can I say? I'm an addict to hurt!Barry and the returning episode (2x16 Trajectory) didn't give me enough of it. Like Eliza, I need my fix, so I decided to create mine.

As soon as I saw the promo pictures, I had an idea in my head of something like that happening, but when Barry came out unharmed in that scene, I decided to make it happen myself with some adjustment to make it fit. See it as a slight AU for that one scene, the scenes before and after stay the same.

As soon as Trajectory disappeared in a mix of red lighting and flying papers, all the eyes turned toward Jesse, waiting, fearing, for something to happen. Harry took a slow, hesitant step toward his daughter, wanting to go check her over, to make sure she was okay, and yet not wanting to risk being accused of overacting.

''You oaky?'' asked Caitlin.

For a short moment everything seem to be under control. Well's daughter started to move her legs under her to get back up. She froze before she could complete her action, fighting to keep her balance, white foam forming in the corner of her mouth. Wells and Caitlin jumped forward to catch the young girl in her fall before she could hit the ground. Standing behind them was Cisco, wanting to help, but unsure what he could or was supposed to do. In the panic and the urge to save Jesse, they had forgotten about their friend stuck in the pipeline. Who could blame them with the urgency of the situation, it wasn't like the speedster was going to get hurt in his cell for a couple more minutes, right?

''Turn her on her side. She's going into shock. It's too pure.''

'' Stay with me, Jesse. Stay with me.''

Everyone's mind was working at over speed, they needed to do something and fast, which was kind of ironic considering the young woman just got shot by a speed drug. They were lucky to have a great doctor in the room, as Caitlin thought about using a blood transfusion to flush the drug out. She was up in a second, already planning in her mind all the equipment she was going to need to make a blood transfusion, hearing Cisco and Harry's exchange about already having a donor in the room.

Caitlin barely turned around to give instructions to get Jesse transported on the medical bed as she was looking for all the things she needed, remembering every instruments was in the medical area of the lab.

That's when it happened, that's when she spotted Joe lying on the ground and it stroked her.

''Joe!''

All the events between the moment Barry and Harry came back to the lab and Trajectory injecting Jesse with the drug came back to her. Joe has been thrown pretty hard against the glass and hasn't move an inch since. Caitlin hurried, kneeling next to the detective as Cisco and Wells were putting Jesse on the bed behind. In full doctor mode, she pressed her fingers against Joe's throat and sighed in relief as she felt a steady and strong pulse underneath her fingers. The cut on his forehead was gonna need some care, but it could wait for a minute or two once Jesse was stabilized.

Alright, everyone was accounted for now, except for one speedster. She turned around to see that Cisco was already getting Harry ready and sitting for the transfusion.

''Cisco, go get Barry!''

Caitlin heard her friend quickly get over the computer. What the young doctor wasn't expecting was a furious typing on the keyboard followed by a series of:

''No no no nonononono'' by Cisco

What could possibly be the problem this time?

''Guys!'' Cisco added in a panicked voice, ''Eliza cut the oxygen in the pipeline's cell and she damaged the computer before leaving.''

There was horror and panic written all over his face as he watched on the monitor his best friend sitting down in his cell, back against the door, not moving. Cisco took off running, hoping it wasn't too late. How long was it since Trajectory left? 1 minute? 2 minutes top, right? Barry could still be fine, unless he panicked and tried to speed his way out, increasing exponentially his oxygen needs. But it hasn't happen, right? Right?

If this wasn't a life or death situation, they could've say ''Barry Allen who?'' considering the time it took for Cisco to get down to the pipeline. He rushed to the door, banging against it.

''Barry! Can you hear me?!'' he screamed, before lowering his tone after seeing his friend wasn't responding to the screaming, wasn't moving a single muscle ''Dammit Ramon, stop wasting time.''

In the two fastest strides of his life, he reached the control panel and opened the cell. Before the engineer could reach his friend, Flash's body slid to the ground. Cisco grabbed him under his armpits and moved the CSI couple of steps away from the cell.

''Barry! Come on, stay with me!''

Barry wasn't moving, he wasn't breathing. Guilt was already striking and striking hard. How could Cisco let himself forget about his friend? How could he just assume Barry was ok after they were all attack by a crazy speedster. If Barry dies, it was gonna be all on him. And where was Caitlin? Sure he gets it, Jesse needed help, but Barry was dying right now! With shaking hands, he laid his friends on the ground and kneeled next to him, unsure what to do.

''Come on Cisco, do something'' he muttered to himself, trying to get calm enough to act.

First thing first, make sure he really didn't have any vitals before rushing into CPR. As fast as panicked and shaking hands would allow him, CIsco took the mask off his best friend and reached his throat with his fingers while he approached his ear to the Flash's mouth, eyes on his stomach, trying to feel any air, hear or see any sign he was still breathing. Nothing. No air brushing his ears, no rising or falling of his chest and Cisco couldn't feel any pulse either. He desperately dug further his fingers. After the longest seconds of his life, he felt it. The Scarlet speedster's heart was still beating. It was weak, it was slow, but it was there. For the moment at least. That meant he didn't stop breathing long ago and there was still time to save him.

Jumping on his feet, Cisco went to the panel to activate the intercom and screamed into it:

''Barry's not breathing! What do I do?''

The young engineer wasn't sure what he was expecting, probably a sure and authoritarian voice telling him what to do, or telling him someone ready to save the day was on her way. He sure wasn't expecting Caitlin's voice snapping back at him:

''Just do something!''

To be fair, she sounded just as panicked as he was feeling right now.

That probably wasn't the best idea, but it worked in that movie he watched last week. Yeah, sure, movies' techniques are worth what they're worth, but it was the only idea he had right now before going into full CPR mode. Cisco came back kneeling next to his best friend, took a deep breath and pressed on his sternum as hard as he could with one quick, hard, motion.

Against all odds, it did it! His actions caused the last remaining air in the Flash lungs to get expulse out, causing his breathing reflexes to kick in again. Barry took one quick short breath, causing Vibe to jump in surprise. Sure he was hoping with all he had, but Cisco wasn't exactly, realistically, expecting it to work. The sound of Barry breathing sure was the sweetest sound he's ever heard, at least for the first second.

The joy wasn't long because the second breath and the following ones sounded more like choking than anything else. The air was fighting to get in. Cisco could've cry and kiss his doctor friend when he heard footstep and saw Caitlin's figure appeared, holding her big medical bag.

''Open his suit, let him breathe!''

While Cisco did what she asked to get off all the unwanted pressure around his torso, Caitlin was busy taking his vitals and listening to the choking sound.

''Let's get him upright, that should help him breathe easier.''

Both of them helped move the hero until his back was pressed against the wall. It only took a few more seconds for the doctor to take out a portable oxygen mask and tank from the bag and a few more to place the mask with expert hands on Barry's face. It had the desired effect, while the mask got fogged in the first few moments, the choking changed into rapid breathing and finally a slower, more control, motion. The Flash eyes were fluttering under his eyelids, fighting to get back among the living. Unaware of the hands on his shoulders, trying to both comfort him and keep him stable against the wall and unaware of the worried glances his friends were exchanging. Worried, by also with relief in their eyes. That one was too close, again. Barry Allen, that guy was going to be the end of them both, but for now everyone could breath cause The Flash was gonna be ok and will get better to fight another day.

A/N: So, what do you guys think? Should I write the part of Barry waking up or this was a good enough ending?

Don't worry if you're waiting for the rest of What makes him tick, gonna try to finish and publish the next chapter before the end of the day!