Vincere est Vivere

by Ms. Comfrey

There is a reason Harry doesn't like to be touched and it isn't because Cisco might accidently vibe him. Earth 2 is a world where the strong prey on the weak.

1. Prologue

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Earth 1, Police Station:

Joe considered himself a observant man in his own right. Now, Cisco, Barry, and, he was loathe to admit, Dr. Wells? They were geniuses. Compared to them, he was an idiot. But he had this sixth sense of sorts, one that he'd learned to listen to over the years, one that made him a good cop. And that feeling was currently screaming at him that something was wrong with Dr. Wells. Something about his dislike of touch, his fear of them, hidden under all those insults, his refusal to come within a few feet of them unless he had to… It wasn't right. In anyone else, he'd say rape and that would be that, but it wasn't anyone else, it was Wells. Arrogant, infuriating, Wells. If it were anything else, he'd chalk it up to the man sharing the face of their Harrison Wells. But it wasn't. That feeling he had was saying that Harrison Wells had been raped. Repeatedly.