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Earth 2, a few weeks later:

They weren't following him. Those idiots! Absolute morons! Didn't they know it was dangerous for them to be anywhere without him? With him, they had his protection - he was known to have killed people. It may have been called self-defense, but everyone knew better: he'd hunted them down and killed them purposefully. Without him, though, they were just two no-names, vulnerable, helpless, even. Worse, there were still people who remembered… Harry shook himself.

"Ramon! Not in a sightseeing tour," he called back.

Ramon said something about their posterity. Whatever.

"Dr. Wells! Welcome back!"

Ah, there was one of the few people he would actually be pleased to see: Henry Hewitt.

"Henry."

"We weren't expecting you!"

Just then there was a startled yelp. He closed his eyes, trying not to sigh.

"Yes, I-I didn't tell anyone I was coming back."

"I thought you might have left town with all that's been happening," Henry said, giving the two a disturbed look before also choosing to ignore the cry. Thank God Henry was so discreet.

"Right," Harry said

"Are you friends ok?" he heard. Or maybe Henry was just deaf and hadn't heard them.

"Ah, yes, they're fine, they're…" he cocked his head, trying to find the least insulting word he could. He nodded, yes, that would do "...excitable."

Henry nodded and, once again, Harry sent his thanks heavenward.

"Th-this is, um-"

"Henry Hewitt, lab assistant. Pleased to make your acquaintance," Henry continued smoothly, holding out a hand.

This exchange seemed to startle the two idiots out of there stupor.

"And you, I'm Ci- Barry and this is Cisco," stammered Barry while he shook Henry's hand. Harry closed his eyes, had Barry really been about to introduce himself as Cisco?

"I'm Cisco," Cisco repeated, also shaking Henry's hand. Harry nearly sighed in relief, nothing was going wrong. "And you are just... a nice, normal guy."

Harry closed his eyes. These were the saviors of Central City? He should kill himself now and save Zoom the effort and pleasure.

"Okay, um," said Harry hurriedly, cutting off the exchange before Cisco could get himself into trouble.

"Dr. Wells, will you and your… visitors be needing the conference room?" asked Henery.

Henry was an absolute angel.

"Unnecessary, Henry, our visit will be short" said Harry, smiling to show the offer was appreciated.

Henry nodded, smiling and bouncing even more than usual, Harry wasn't aware that was possible.

"Good to see you," said Harry.

"Good to see you, Sir," Henry agreed, that fixed smile still in place as he walked off.

As soon as he was out of earshot, Harry pivoted, glaring silently at the two as he waited for an explanation.

"He-he's a bad guy in on Earth 1," Cisco said while Barry nodded frantically.

"He looks just like him," Barry added.

"Well," Harry growled, "If you would keep up and pay attention, this wouldn't be a problem."

With that, he turned and stalked off.

"Well, well, well, if it isn't Harrison Wells and some newbies, you brought us fresh meat?" said a voice.

Harry sighed, this was the last person he wanted to deal with. Standing there was a man with a smile that would seem joking except he was Smith.

Harry turned, glaring at him, "No, they are not fresh meat. They are under my protection. I trust you know what that means, Smith?"

Smith paled, "Yes, yes, I do. So, who are they?"

"That's hardly your concern," Harry snarled. He turned and walked away.

"What was that about?" asked Barry when they got outside.

"Nothing, just a colleague," replied Harry shortly.

"Didn't look like nothing," Cisco muttered but he didn't say anything else, so Harry just ignored him.

When they got to his home, Harry sighed, he thought these two were just dense. Now, he was beginning to realize they were complete, utter imbeciles. Didn't they know how much danger they were in?

"Alright," he said when they got inside. "Kitchen straight ahead, bedrooms to the right, Cisco take the first one, Barry you can have the second."

Cisco opened his mouth, but Harry cut him off, "Or switch, I don't care, I really don't care. Now, ground rules: one: do not leave this house without me, two: do not go into that room or that one, three: do not leave this house without me, four: if anyone comes here, you will hide. That's about it… Oh, five: do not leave this house without me."

"Why can't we go anywhere without you?" asked Barry.

Harry looked at him like he'd grown an extra head. Extra head, hmmm, might be helpful, actually. But that was beside the point, "I'm the only one who knows anything about this world, has any reputation, any money… Did you think I was going to let you run off?"

Their faces showed that that was exactly what they thought.

Harry sighed, "Look, you aren't going to go out there and mess up my world, I happen to like it how it is." Not entirely true, but they needn't know that.

"Fine, fine, yes, we'll stay here," said Barry, but a look in his eye told Harry that was the last thing he planned on doing.

"Good," said Harry.