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Takes place during season 1 and 'Harrison Wells'/ Eobard Thawne/ Reverse Flash is still 'good' aka no-one knows his secret.
Sorry if any of the characters are OOC which they might be but this was just an idea and I had to write it down. And Eddie and Iris do not know Barry is The Flash in this, but Captain Cold/ Leonard Snart does, just so you know.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Flash or any of the characters L
Barry and Joe had just started their shifts at the CCPD, Joe went in to get their first job of the day, while Barry stayed in the car. There was no forensic evidence for Barry to go through today so he was going out in the field with Joe on some petty theft jobs. When Joe got back he told Barry that there had been a robbery at a pharmacy in a quiet part of the city and they had been sent over there to talk to the pharmacist and scout around the perimeter to see if they could pick up any clues.
Barry and Joe had arrived and had been talking to the owner of the pharmacy for about 10 minutes. The pharmacist had said that the thief had a weird looking gun, was dressed in black and was a middle aged man, even though he was wearing a mask, he said he could tell he was a middle aged man because of how the man talked and lots of other factors Barry hadn't bothered to listen to while the pharmacist carried on rambling, mainly because Barry already knew who the thief was, but also because the pharmacist was a stuck up prick. But mostly because he knew who the thief was, and the only two clues he needed to work out who it was were the three words "weird looking gun" and the fact nothing was on fire. If things were on fire then it would definitely be Mick Rory aka Heat Wave.
And the only other male with a weird looking gun and a cool enough head (pun intended) to pull this off with no one being hurt would be Leonard Snart aka Captain Cold. But the one question that Barry just kept asking himself was 'WHY IN THE WORLD WOULD SNART ROB A PHARMACY?!' And so Barry did the only thing he could think of that would help get more answers to his question of why Snart would rob the pharmacy. He asked a question.
"What did Sna-uhhh the man steal?" Asked Barry, interrupting the pharmacist's ramblings.
"Paracetamol, liquid morphine, tissues, cough syrup and lots of bottled water," Listed the pharmacist looking a tad bit pissed off about being interrupting.
Joe looked over to Barry when he asked the question. 'Snart? Was that what Barry was gunna say? I guess middle aged man and weird looking gun are both things that fall into Snart's category'.
"Okay, thank you for the information on this guy, we'll take a look around the area to see if we can spot him and take him in," Said Joe.
"Thank you Detective West at least one of you had taken in all the important information I had to give," replied the pharmacist in a snotty manner, to which Barry just rolled his eyes and headed for the door, Joe in toe.
"We'll be in touch," Joe said curtly before shutting the door behind him and following after his foster son.
Barry walking down the street looking around for Snart, or at this rate anyone, this whole place was like a ghost town. Joe caught up with him and they were soon walking side by side. They both came to a stop when they came to an abandoned warehouse.
"Ready?" Asked Barry, turning to Joe.
Joe nodded in response, taking his gun out of his holster on his hip. They both slowly and quietly opened the doors of the warehouse and went inside. Trying to be as quiet as possible they started to split up. Joe going left and Barry going right, that was until they both heard groaning coming from the back left side of the warehouse. They both ran over to find the source of the noise, and Barry started moving the boxes and crates away from the corner while Joe pointed his gun at the dark figure that was sat in the corner. Once Barry had finished moving all the boxes and crates he stepped back next to Joe. The figure was a man dressed in black jeans and a black top with a blue winter coat with a fur trimmed hood over the top. He looked up at the two CSI agents and the man sat in the corner was in fact Leonard Snart.
"Totally called it!" Shouted Barry putting his fists in the air when Snart showed his face.
"Keep it down will you!" Snapped Snart angrily in a raspy voice only to start coughing violently.
Joe blinked at the scene in front of him. Barry started laughing.
"Captain Cold has a cold, oh the irony," Laughed Barry.
"I do not have a cold, I have the flu they are very different," wheezed Snart.
"Yes if Captain Cold gets a cold he can keep going, however if he gets the flu he's out of it like a normal person would be," Smirked Joe.
"I'm only human," grunted Snart.
"Oh really?" taunted Joe.
Snart glared at Joe, only to close his eyes and breathe deeply as a wave of dizziness and nausea came over him.
Barry stopped laughing and frowned as Snart closed his eyes and leaned back against the wall. Snart was always so careful never to show weakness, but here and now he was basically telling them if they arrested him now there was literally nothing he could do to stop them. Barry looked over to Joe, wondering what to do with Snart.
All of a sudden Snart went wide eyed, turned to the side and threw up all over the floor. Leaning back against the wall again squeezing his eyes shut and holding his stomach, groaning in pain.
"Where are the rouges?" Asked Barry concerned about why they weren't looking after their leader.
"Back at our home, hiding from you and the cops like normal, until I put a little trip together" coughed Snart, wiping his mouth with some tissues. The ones that were more than likely that were stolen from the pharmacy.
"Why aren't you there and why aren't they helping you?" Asked Barry.
"If they were the only ones that could help you while you were sick would you even want their help? And really think about it before you answer…" Snart said sharply, an eyebrow raised sceptically.
"Uhhh, no." Replied Barry, thinking of how badly they would be as care givers. Images of Axel pulling lots of different pranks on Mark and Mick to try to get Snart to laugh, saying that laughter is the best medicine with the two victims of his pranks on his tail shaking their fists and shouting about revenge.
"Exactly, they did try but they were more of a hindrance than a help," Sighed Snart, which in turn sent him into another coughing fit.
Joe put his gun away seeing that Snart wasn't a threat and picked up the cold gun, keeping it away from Snart…just in case. Barry and Joe turned to each other and stepped away from Snart for a moment.
"What are we gunna do with him?" Asked Barry concerned.
"He's a criminal, he needs to be taken into custody," Joe replied as the detective he was.
"But he's sick," Barry stated "he needs to be taken care of." Barry started chewing on his bottom lip.
"Prison has an infirmary," Joe glared.
"No!" Shouted Snart, panicking.
Joe and Barry turned to Snart. Who stood up abruptly and was stumbling towards the doors of the warehouse panic in his eyes. Barry runs in front of him cutting off his exit. Joe stands behind him, closing in on Snart.
"The medics at Iron Heights will make you all better Snart. You'll be right as rain in no time." Said Joe calmly.
"No. No they fucking won't. Piss off and leave me be," snapped Snart, trying to stand up straight, putting his hand on the wall to steady himself.
"It'll be okay Snart. Like Joe said they'll make you right as rain," said Barry, slowly walking towards him.
Snart then took a deep breath and took off running past Barry towards the doors again. Barry rolled his eyes and ran after him, speeding to a stop by the doors ready to catch him. But before Snart reached the doors or Barry, he tripped on a pipe sticking out of the floor and fell down face first, smacking his forehead on the floor with a loud crack. And then everything in Snart's world went black.
"Uh oh" Said Joe walking up to the now unconscious Snart.
"We can't take him in Joe. Did you see how terrified he was? Snart does not do emotion let alone terrified!" Shouted Barry, waving his arms in the air.
"I don't care. He's the bad guy. Bad guys go to jail," Joe stated firmly.
"So do good innocent people…" said Barry, thinking about his dad, trying to guilt trip Joe into getting what he wanted.
Joe stares blankly back at Barry.
"Plus he could tell the people in prison my secret or hurt my dad," Barry used his puppy dog eyes.
"What do you want to do with him then? Take him home like a stray dog?" sighed Joe.
Barry smiled innocently.
"You have got to be kidding me," Joe deadpanned.
Barry carried on smiling, moving towards Snart on the floor, bending down, and started to pick him up. Joe sighed and helped him help Snart up and threw him over his shoulder in a fireman lift.
Barry blinked at Joe then smiled. "Thank you Joe," said Barry.
"Let's just get this back to the car," Joe rolled his eyes, gesturing to Snart on his shoulder.
"This has a name Joe, he's called Snart" Barry stated matter-of-factly.
"Whatever Bear" Joe shook his head, smiling fondly at his foster son to which Barry smiled happily, leading the way back to the car.
When they got back to the car, Barry opened the back door of the car and Joe not so carefully chucked Snart in the back. They then got into the front of the car and drove home.
"Barry we can't both take a day off of work to watch over Snart, we need a plan," Said Joe.
"Okay, what if I take a sick day and keep an eye on him and you stay at work and ask to go home early to make sure I'm okay. They'll believe that right?" Asked Barry.
"I suppose… But will you be alright by yourself with Snart?" Joe asked concerned.
"Hey, I have super speed what could go wrong? I'll be fine," Barry stated nonchalantly.
Chapter one done. Hope you liked it :) Reviews are always appreciated :) They also make me write faster ^_^
Will update soon ^_^
The Bloodless xxx