Spoilers for Season 3 Finale
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What if Caitlin was a little slow saving Cisco? Because I wanted some explanation for Killer Frost changing her mind when she seemed pretty bent on killing Cisco.
Gypsy could see it all happening from where she was lying on the ground. She cringed but couldn't look away. Just when she started to make a new friend, he was being taken away from her from some time remnant with a God complex. And where were those other friends of his? The three speedsters? How fast could they be if they couldn't save her Cisco?
And that bitch.
She glared at her. Killer Frost was shifting on her feet as if she almost looked, nervous?
"He's going to kill him, help him please!" She screamed
In the span of those three point six seconds from when Gypsy yelled to when Savitar pushed his hands through the chest wall Killer Frost had a memory. A memory of the first time Cisco put on those goggles. It was the same situation, Dr. Wells was putting his hand through her best friend's chest. She remembered Joe laughing at Cisco's shirt remark, remembered Barry getting angry. She could remember Cisco's screaming, he was saying the exact same words,
"He's going to kill me! Help me, please someone help me!"
He was screaming now the same way he did that night when he almost stroked out. Feelings of warmth flooded her senses when Cisco had sat up, shaking but alive.
She felt a rock in the pit of her stomach, she had to do something or he was going to die. She couldn't let Cisco die, at least not like this. Everyone else on Team Flash had tried to fight her, tried to change her, but Cisco had always merely wanted to talk, had always wanted to reconnect. He was her best friend, even now. Something snapped in her former self.
Savitar shoved through Cisco's chest. Vibe was screaming, and Killer Frost finally hit Savitar with an ice blast. Cisco fell from Savitar's hand. He lay eerily still and quiet upon the wet grass. A growing stain of red spread across his jacket. She was too late, her epiphany had come too late.