Barry hesitantly knocked on the door of Dr. Wells's mansion and a few moments later Caitlin opened the door.

She hesitated "Barry."

"How is he doing?"

"About as well as could be expected. Considering."

Barry nodded. "We discussed it, and we have to agree that you and Ronnie were right. I don't fully trust him yet but this Harrison Wells, well he's as much of a victim as we were. So we're going to take shifts to help him out and keep an eye on him."

Caitlin frowned slightly. "To make sure he isn't actually evil?"

"To make sure he's coping."

Caitlin nodded and let Barry come inside. "I don't think he's coping."

"It's only been two hours. What happened?" Barry asked in disbelief.

Caitlin led him inside toward the master bedroom. "He's been taking a bath. Since we've brought him home. Ronnie tried to encourage him to get out but…"

"I'll go talk to him."

"Thanks." Caitlin said, relieved.

Barry walked into the master bedroom and froze at the sight before him. "What are you doing?"

Harrison glanced up at Barry and gave him a half smile. "Taking a bubble bath."

Barry frowned. It was surreal to see Harrison like this. He didn't seem to care at all that someone else was watching him bathe. "Why?"

"Because I can." Harrison said. "When I would get depressed I used to take a bath. So…" He waved around to encompass the area.

Barry sat down on the closed toilet. "And you're depressed right now?"

"The last thing I saw in my own body was my wife dying. And then I was forced to be an unwilling passenger for fifteen years while the monster who killed my wife, who in essence killed me, used my face and my memories to do horrible things. Now I'm free, with legs that don't work and people who quite reasonably hate the sight of me. And I'm going to get to live with the guilt of what I've been forced to partake in for the rest of my life." Harrison looked up. "So yeah. Bath time."

"Fair enough." Barry stared at the broken man in front of him. There was so much he wanted to say but he just couldn't find the words. Luckily he was saved when his phone rang. "Hello?"

"Barry, I need you to come down to the nuclear power plant." Joe explained.

"On my way." With one last look at Harrison, Barry sped off.

—

Barry arrived at the mansion the next afternoon with Cisco to relieve Dr. Stein from his Harrison watching shift. Dr. Stein had seemed quite perturbed, but didn't say much beyond "We all process grief in our own way."

While Cisco set up some of his equipment in the living room so he could keep working on some assignments from Joe for the metahuman taskforce, Barry checked the bathroom and was more than a little disturbed to see Harrison still in the bath, surrounded by beer cans. "It's been nine hours since you got in the tub. Are you ok?"

"I'll feel a lot better if you gave that little H knob over there a little twist. Body temp is a bit low."

Barry sat down on the toilet frowning with concern."Are you going to get out of the tub any time today?"

"Today isn't looking so good. Pass me the" Harrison pointed at the plunger that was lying near the far wall on its side.

"Plunger?" Barry handed it to him.

"Yeah rolled out of reach an hour ago." Harrison used the end of it to lift the lid of the toilet revealing at least a six pack of budwiser on ice in the bowl.

"What the-?" Barry exclaimed/

"Had some beer delivered this morning." Harrison explained. "Stein would't do a beer run."

"You can have beer delivered?"

"Yeah, this modern age we live in." Harrison chuckled "the delivery boy, Sammy? I think it was Sammy. He set this up for me. Apparently his uncle Dan did something similar when he felt down. Gave the kid a good tip." Using the plunger Harrison was able to grab a beer from the toilet. "Success."

Barry knew he should probably do something, but any idea of what that something could be was derailed when his phone began buzzing. It was a text from Joe about the Rosthein case. "Ok. I'm going to go back to the labs."

"Call me if you need anything." Harrison called out as Barry left, "And by anything I mean anything from this general area."

—

Harrison watched Cisco apply another piece of duck tape to the tape holding his head against the wall. "What is this?"

"You're basic homemade anti drowning device. To be worn until Barry comes back."

Harrison took a sip of his beer, happy to find that his ability to do so was unrestricted. "I like it."

"Oh boy." Cisco breathed out, shaking his head when Harrison offered one of his bath beers. "Trying to cut back."

Yeah, Cisco thought, this was going to be a long day.