I jogged ahead to Jitters to pick up a coffee. I was running late to S.T.A.R Labs as usual, so I thought I'd at least bring coffee to explain my tardiness. Not seeing the woman in front of me, I bowled into her. Luckily, she didn't fall but her drink did. The cup went zooming to the floor and while I could've caught it, I didn't want her to see my speed. She began rapidly apologizing to me and I did the same. I bent down to pick up her cup and clean the mess. Should I buy her a new coffee? I wondered as I cleaned, unsure of what to do.

"No, no. Really, that's not necessary! I probably shouldn't be drinking it anyways," she waved her hand. I raised my head and stared at her, my eyebrow arched upwards. Did I say that out loud? I looked at her with a questioning expression. I didn't remember saying anything, but I was distracted so maybe I did.

"Um...yeah! You did," the woman quickly answered, her eyes wide with anxiety. Once again, she had replied to my thoughts. Maybe I had been saying them out loud without realizing. I shrugged at her, though I was a little creeped out.

That's when I looked at her, really looked at the woman. Past the frantic expression and rambling, she was beautiful. Her hair was long and blonde, going just under her shoulder blades. Her eyes were green with a light line of eyeliner above it and her cupid's bow was sharp, accentuated by her rosy lipstick.

"T-thank you," she stuttered while nodding. Her face twisted in realization and she spoke again. "Um, don't worry about the drink. I have to go. Good day," she spoke very quickly as she raced towards the door. I tilted my head. There was something strange going on with that girl. I began to wonder if she was like me. I looked around to make sure nobody was watching, then I grabbed her wallet from her bag. I had to find out who she was. I quickly phoned Cisco Ramon at S.T.A.R Labs.

"Yo," he greeted me. His voice was muffled, as if he were eating. I heard a pop, confirming my suspicion. He had a lollipop.

"I think I found another meta," I told him. He exclaimed, more interested in my phone call now.

"You're on speaker." Cisco put me on speakerphone so the others in S.T.A.R Labs could hear me.

"She answered a question I was thinking about," I explained.

"Okay, but are you sure that you didn't just say it out loud without realizing?" Cisco sighed.

"That's what I thought at first but then she kept doing it," I responded. "Every time I thought of something, she replied to it. She kept rambling and every time she answered, she seemed more and more nervous. It was like she knew she was doing it," I told them.

"Are you saying you believe you may have found a metahuman with the ability to hear human thoughts?" Caitlin spoke up.

"Maybe," I shrugged. "I want to find out for sure...I stole her wallet."

"What?" Caitlin and Cisco exclaimed.

"I want to test something," I told them, walking out of Jitters and keeping an eye on the woman.

"Be careful, Barry," cautioned.

"I doubt she's evil," I sighed as I hung up on them. I looked in the woman's wallet until I located her driver's license. Alissa Alexandra Clare, it read.

"Alissa!" I called out, jogging up to her as if I was pretending to catch up. She froze and whipped around. Seeing me, she blushed probably thinking back to her horrifying experience in Jitters. Now that I caught her attention, this was my time to test out my theory.

You dropped your wallet, I thought looking at her.

"Oh! Thank you! I must have dropped it with my drink," She smiled as I handed it to her. She had just confirmed my theory. "Oh, sorry. That sounded like I was being sour for the drink. I'm still not bothered about about that."

Deciding she could have seen the wallet in my hand, I tried again. You should make sure nothing else fell out of your purse. You never know.

"Good idea," she nodded and searched her bag. She looked back up at me with a smile.

"Everything's here. Thanks and I'm sorry for my weird behaviour in Jitters. I've had a rough week," Alissa apologized, her cheeks rosy still.

"Oh, yeah. That's okay. We all have our days," I chuckled. "Barry Allen."

"Nice to meet you, Barry. Again, I'm sorry for earlier. I acted like a total psycho," Alissa sighed, taking my hand to shake it.

"Nice to meet you, too," I nodded before explaining I was late for work.

"Okay. Thanks for bringing me my wallet!" She called after me. Once I was far away from Alissa, I let my thoughts run free. You're not a psycho, Alissa. You're a metahuman. I raced back to S.T.A.R Labs to deliver the news.

"So, what's the diagnosis?" Cisco asked, resting his feet on the desk.

"She's a meta," I confirmed.

"And what test led you to this conclusion?" Caitlin asked, walking into the room.

"I took her wallet and figured out her name. Then I caught up to her and called out her name. She turned around of course then in my mind, I told her she dropped her wallet. I didn't say it. She thanked me for bringing it back," I explained to the crew.

"She could have seen the wallet in your hand," Wells argued.

"I know. That's why I suggested she check her bag in case she dropped anything else in my mind. She thought it was a good idea and checked her bags then proceeded to tell me that she hadn't dropped anything else," I told them smugly, proud of my finding.

"Smart. Good thinking, Barry," complimented me.

"Woah. So we have a metahuman that can read our minds?" Cisco gaped. "That's awesome! Wait, maybe. That could be very bad."

"She's like Edward Cullen," Caitlin commented.

"Are you seriously bringing Twilight up?" Cisco glared at her.

"What? I really liked the books," she defended herself.

"There was so much that needed to change. Don't even get me started on-"

"Guys. We can talk about Twilight later. We need to come up with a plan. What are we supposed to do with her? She clearly has some sort of idea what's going on. She seemed nervous every time she replied to my thoughts in Jitters. Maybe she's like me and needs help," I interrupted them.

"Or maybe she's like Danton Black. Who, by the way, is still out there creepily multiplying into even creepier versions of himself," Cisco raised his hands up.

"Cisco's right. We need to focus on stopping Danton Black first," agreed with Cisco.

"We need to help her! I'm going to help her with or without your help. What if she is scared or doesn't know what's happening to her? I got super speed, but she reads minds. What if she can't control it? She probably thinks she's going crazy!" I argued.

"You know what? I think I'm on board with this one," Cisco decided. I looked over at him, shooting him a grateful smile.

"Why the change of heart?" Caitlin asked suspiciously, noticing Cisco's furious typing.

"Because she looks like that!" Cisco grinned, throwing Alissa's details onto the large screen.

"You do realize that she'll hear you thinking about her, right?" Caitlin warned him.

"That's just a theory. Who knows how far her abilities go?" He shrugged, but the excitement on his face had gone down a little. "Whatever. Let's just help her. Who knows? Maybe she could help us?"

"Deal," I grinned. Caitlin seemed on board and Cisco definitely was, so it was decided. S.T.A.R Labs would help Alissa Clare.