A lone figure leaned against the dark window in a black room, the light of the flashes from the storm outside making a soft sigh escape his lips. Clutching a small bag in his hand he turned, raising his free one so it was ninety degrees from his body a bright blue light forming around his outstretched fingers and slowly swirling like a glowing whirlpool around as it became more and more concentrated and solidified in the center. Of course, the man didn't put much thought into the beauty of it, barely did anymore.
Stepping through it would normally make anyone fear for their life, but to him, it was the normal way of traveling. A second later he was moving his black curls from his face, landing on the other side of the breach in a small apartment smelling of the cedar his feet landed on and fresh paint to the red and yellow walls, the bag in his hand being tossed on the counter.
'Welcome home Cisco.' he whispered to himself taking off his jacket for the day and putting it on the back of the only chair now used at the breakfast bar that surrounded his kitchen area, opening out to a purple couch, a large TV, and not much else. Some video games tossed about. A blanket drabbed over the soft bright fabric of the couch. His sudden dislike of yellow and red as his kitchen colors, especially since they faded to a light rose color in his living room. Definitely, a girl who lived here before; so much time at work made decorating exhausting to even think about so he dealt with the color palate. Lining the wall away from the door that any other person would use to come and go where multiple computers, little bits of wire and small tools to put them together mixed with hanging circuits and other odds and ends that any engineer would have. Much like his earth one home, a hanging barn door along the wall from the kitchen opened up to his bedroom, and his next destination, the shower.
Taking off his shirt in the small bathroom he watched the water in the mirror behind him steam up, warming the room almost to a rain-forest feel within seconds. No water shortage here ever… one plus. He stepped in now completely undressed letting the water wash over his sore back muscles, his hands on the wall in front of him. It felt good, he's been so busy recently he actually needed this. Now to have a gentle pair of hands washing through his hair, wet skin on his to make him forget the day. Not to mention his metal leg, a good massage would make the difference.
It has been almost two years since Gypsy left and the hurt still lingered. He thought some of her remained in his home, but it didn't. Only a little ring where her favorite shampoo bottle leaked and stained his white shower with a dull purple was evident she ever was there. Even that was fading. The problem with having a breacher for an Ex; they can come and get the things they left after your break up when they knew you are gone. No boxes of memories to give back awkwardly at the park. No cups of coffee when you go over to give them their stuff back in hopes you talk it out and get back together. Nothing. Just a vast emptiness.
It was worse ever since he got back from Star Labs on Earth one, his leg healed for the most part and getting back to work. There was that woman who promised coffee, but if she was traveling with his friends on Earth Ones WaveRider, then who knows when that is. Time travelers are so complicated.
Stepping out he reached for the towel, hoping for a second the pink one would be beside his red one, but he would reach on forever if he didn't stop and realize it wasn't there. He wrapped his towel around his waist, putting some coconut oil and vitamin E through his hair with his favorite brush, looking into the mirror to see what reflected back. Nothing but water moisture. He opened the door to his bedroom and turned on the exhaust fan watching his face reappear slowly in the reflective glass once more, his dark curls dripping around his face and hanging around his goatee that was forming. Rubbing his hand over it he debated a few moments rather shave it off, but resisted. Joe rocked it, so could he.
A few moments later he was back in his kitchen, taking down a large brown container from the wooden shelf, the aroma of the sweet caffeinated heaven filling the room. Using one hand he turned on the TV in the living room to watch the news although he half listened to it as he made what his soul really needed today, coffee.
"Today the "Sun Tree Diner" was the centerfold of attention as two metas, each with badges from the Collection Agency, saved a young waitress from the wrong kind of attention. The mayor says although she knows the C.A does many things to help across the multiverse, that we need more attention to the crime in the streets of Central City, and this earth and wishes to personally thank the people who are trying to make the earth safe once again. The recent crime spree has multiplied over the last several months but..."
Cisco tuned it out as soon as Jax and Sean came on the screen his attention focused back to his own loneliness and the precious black liquid being created in front of him.
Stay focused Ramon.
Barry had spent the last year with Nora, doing who knows what to the timeline although no one asked why he actually disappeared for over twenty years, nor seem to want to stop the situation,, Then again, they had known about it way before his daughter showed up. All of them. Definitely not the person he wanted to met last time he was back on Earth one last year, but she was sweet enough he couldn't be angry with her. He was more hurt. His daughter would never do that, and no daughter in the seen future for this single man.
At least Harry came with him. It was great to have his friendenemy there with him, and although maybe his Earth-Two friend wasn't all he used to be, he was great company and had these ideas that just blew him away. All he needed was a little boost and his own team to put them to good use. Harry and his team had helped them so much and it made him seem not so far from home.
Being alone on two different Earths was so overwhelming. He often wondered what Jay would say about that, he always gave the best advice. The elder speedster had solid words for everyone, and Cisco missed him. He often thought about breaching to Earth-Three just to see how the father figure was doing, but something stopped him each time. Last time he was going to see him he was attacked by Killer Frost and ended up back on Earth One.
Watching the coffee drip toward the rim of the pot he remembered another reason why he needed to get back to Earth-One again soon. His precious coffee. Opening the cabinet once again he counted the cans, did some quick math, and relieved shut the door once more. Enough for one more week.
So what to do tonight? It was late already. He was thinking of doing what Barry used to when his heart was broken, vegging out on the couch and watching a musical. Or he could just watch the news. Maybe dust off his guitar?
The possibilities were endless.
He could go see Caitlin, wander over to Jitters and catch up, it had been almost a month. Getting that coffee was a good mission, right? He should get it before something happened at the Agency and he couldn't. No, he just took a shower and had his comfy plaid sleep pants on, a thick rich cup of coffee in his hand. He knew she would get immediately why he would come and help her monitor the pretty inactive nightly runs of Barry anyway. There was no real reason and his friend wouldn't let him live it down that he moved to a new earth and was now lonely. Plus he was the epitome of lazy right now, despite his restlessness, and earth one was too far for this exhausted Breacher to travel to.
He looked at the monitors that lined his wall, his lips lingering on the cup of coffee as the news filled the silence in the background. Maybe someone needed help. Looked like Jax and Sean had it handled, he could always count on those two. Case 240 popped up on the screen and after opening the report with the mouse that was hanging out on his coffee table in front of his lazy spot he found it was only another attempted robbery and assault. The victim was saved but he felt a soar pit in his stomach, this really had to stop. He was starting to feel like he failed this city.
But it wasn't his place. He was in charge of stopping the major criminals across the Multiverse, and to let the CCPD 18 handle all the smaller crimes, no matter how more and more frequent they were starting to get. At least his two closest partners were there for them. Sean was the most experienced of course, there for a while now, and together they got Jax. Also glad they got him to change his name. Phoenix wasn't really suiting but once he heard the Earth one breacher called him Firestorm he gladly went with.
There were a few others he looked up to and recruited from this new world, especially Felicity, who worked the headquarter computers. His thoughts were interrupted by his com going off. He put it in his ear taking another sip of his coffee.
"Cisco here you guys okay?"
"Hey boss, it's Jax. Sean is putting in a report right now."
"Everything going okay?" he repeated, trying to get through any layers of pleasantry until he knew that his men where alright.
"We are both alright. Poor girl we saw earlier today had some unfriendly company waiting for her after work to finish any job that jerk number one didn't. We are about to see her at the hospital. Hey, you should come."
"It sounds like you have it under control but yeah, sure," Cisco said running his hand through his damp curls. "Is she alright?"
"You should come down and ask her yourself" he pushed, knowing his friend and boss would love the waitress that took down a bunch of truckers alone and would for sure need someone to protect her. Maybe it would get his mind off of Gypsy, and who knows where it could go.
"Okay..." Cisco nodded looking down at his pajama pants rubbing his bare chest. "Sure I'll be right there."
"Only if you want to Cisco. She's safe enough and we can make sure she gets somewhere safe. She found a soft spot in my heart from her self-preservation, and I think Sean likes her as well. Hard to tell. Anyway, maybe we can use her at the C.A?"
"You think she's a meta?" Cisco inquired changing into his Vibe suit putting his glasses on leaving his jacket open for a moment as he finished his coffee.
"No I don't think so, no powers came out except for the normal fight or flight instinct, but she's pretty good at it. Maybe she had some classes in self-defense, she seems to be able to take care of her self, for the most part. If these men who came after her were metas she might not have been so lucky."
"Okay I'll be right there then you guys make sure she's alright, I'll meet her and see if she would be willing to join us. I don't think she will be wanting to serve soup and coffee after tonight."
Cisco zipped up his jacket over his Star Wars T-shirt and lifted his hand once again to breach out, only to be interrupted by a female voice over his com.
"Hey there Cisco, I mean Mr. Ramon... Boss? Hm sir?" the frazzled voice brought a smile to his lips.
"Hello Felicity, what is it?"
"There's a meta headed toward the power plant, the temperature around the little bleep on the monitor is dropping rapidly, I think its someone who uses ice or cold. Well I mean that would make sense right? Maybe they use heat and draw the heat from around.."
"No.." Cisco sighed "No you are right I know who it is. The Power Plant you said? Tell the guys I'm needed elsewhere and to keep an eye on the waitress."
"You're going alone?" she started him once again interrupting her with the sound of a breach.
"Yes I'm here," he whispered a moment later, his breath seen in the rainy night sky. "Stand by."
