Greetings! This is the follow up to my story In Grief. This does not happen within the Meta-Tests verse. I just really wanted to write a Snow/Wells and since I had semi-set up one in the In Grief story I figured I'd just follow with this. This is completely Snow/Wells. For Harrison's history with Tess I refer to my Castles in the Sand stories. Please let me know what you think! No Flash characters belong to me but original characters are mine. I make no monies from this. -CT
Sighing, Cisco Ramon leaned back in his chair at his workstation. It was only mid-day, but Cisco had made plans to leave early and take the weekend off. Barry Allen, the Flash, was out of town for the weekend as well. Team Arrow had agreed to monitor the city and let them know if anything needed their attention. While Dr. Wells and Dr. Snow hadn't said anything about going anywhere, it was generally agreed they all needed some time off.
"Well," Cisco began, glancing at his watch, "that's me done for the day." With a happy sigh he stood. Glancing over at Caitlin, he frowned. "You going to be okay?"
"Yes," Caitlin said, looking up from her work. "Dr. Wells is coming down after lunch. I need to check to see how well his side has healed." She forced a smiled. Dr. Wells had been impaled with a tree branch saving Caitlin when she'd tried to kill herself after Ronnie had died. That had been nearly a month ago, but Caitlin was still checking his wound weekly.
"How's it healing?" Cisco had done his best to stay out of it. While he and Dr. Wells had managed to mend their relationship some, it was slow going. When Eddie had killed himself, it seemed that two universes had merged, bringing Dr. Wells back, but not giving Team Flash new memories. Things had been a little strained as the team learned to work together again.
"Well. He's so dependent on his upper body that it's impeded the healing process a little," Caitlin explained. It was true. Despite her offer to help Dr. Wells at home, he'd turned her down, claiming a need for self-reliance.
"Okay. Well, take care of each other. Remember, Barry, Joe, and I are only a phone call away." He gave her a meaningful look.
"I promise I will not try to kill myself," Caitlin declared. "I have too much to do here. Go, have fun. I'll be fine." Acting on impulse, Cisco hugged her tightly before dashing out of the room, headed out of the lab.
"Slow down! You'll enjoy the weekend more without skinned knees!" Dr. Wells lectured as Cisco nearly ran into him in the hallway. Shouting an apology, Cisco kept going after dodging Harrison in his wheelchair. Shaking his head, Harrison continued steering his wheelchair into the cortex.
"Dr. Wells," Caitlin said, surprised. "You're early. I thought you'd be down in an hour." She looked to the clock.
"I can come back if you need," Harrison offered.
"No. Now is fine. Take off your shirt, get on the bed on your side." She switched immediately into doctor mode, standing and making sure the bed was low enough while Harrison shed his shirt before transferring into the bed. It took a moment for him to get comfortable on his side. Caitlin waited until he had been still for a moment before leaning forwards to check the wounds.
"From what I could see of my front, it looked like it had healed nicely," Harrison declared, trying to ignore the tickle of her breath on his side.
"They have basically healed," Caitlin agreed, frowning at the star-shaped scars. "But it looks like I've added to your scar collection." She felt anger at herself well up, but he reached out catching her arm.
"I don't care." He gazed at her intently, his blue eyes bright behind the wire-framed glasses. "However," he sat up, pulling on the bed as his abdominal muscles were still weak. "I have a favour to ask." He paused to make sure he had her attention. "A rather large one." Shifting nervously on the bed, he avoided her eyes.
"Dr. Wells, Harrison, I can't answer if you don't ask," she chided him
"Tomorrow is an anniversary of sorts, that Tess and I had," he swallowed. "I was wondering if you'd join me on a weekend trip." He fell silent, uncertain what else to say.
"Wouldn't you want to be alone on your anniversary?" Caitlin wondered if he was only asking so he wouldn't be leaving her alone.
"Would you?"
Silence filled the room as Caitlin considered the question. "No," she finally said. "I'd want you there." It was true. She'd want Ronnie to see her happy, not sad and depressed. She'd want to show him that his sacrifice was worth it. "When do you want to leave?"
"Soon as you're packed," Harrison answered. "I have hotel rooms reserved. It will be a weekend trip. Probably about a five hour drive." She didn't wonder why he didn't fly. She had a pretty good idea why.
"Okay. Do you want to come wait at my place while I pack?" It was a formality. Since she'd tried to kill herself, they slept at either her house or his. They seemed to keep each other's nightmares at bay. It was strictly for comfort but had been going on for a month.
"If you don't mind."
"Let me just save what I was working on and text Cisco. Do you want help getting down?" She knew he didn't need the help, but she figured she'd ask.
" No, thank you." He smiled gently at her before retrieving his shirt from the foot of the bed. While he got his shirt on and back into his wheelchair, Caitlin went to her workstation. When she looked up from texting Cisco, Harrison was in his chair waiting patiently next to her.
"Ready?" She nodded and together they headed out of the lab.