Barry realized this was the first time that he'd had a chance to really slow down since they'd discovered that Eobard Thawne had revealed himself. And all at once everything started to hit him, he'd let his mother die, Eddie had killed himself to save them all, a metahuman who looked like the man they'd found dead in at the power plant was now out to kill him for some unknown reason, and he'd lost a man who he had looked up to for his entire life. Everything all of the sudden felt like it was too much.
"Want a beer?" Harrison offered, interrupting Barry's thoughts as he sat on the floor by the tub.
Barry shrugged "Sure."
Harrison pulled one out of the tub and took a sip."Eugh, Bath water." He threw it back and grabbed another, "backwash." He grabbed another, and finally nodded his approval,"hmmm."
Barry took the proffered beer with a little bit of disgust "Oh thank you." He quickly deposited it in the trash. "Dr. Wells? Was any of it real?"
"Any of what real?"
"Us, the team. Did you ever actually like us?"
Harrison paused thinking. "I remember feeling very fond of all of you, I still do. I knew you were good, and I certainly felt pride in what you were able to achieve. But if those feelings came from me, or Eobard, or something else, I don't know. I can't tell you what of me is real anymore." He fished out another beer and started drinking. Barry nodded sadly and left him to it.
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Detective West watched the man that the boy he considered his son had idolized for years wear a bubble beard while playing with a small rubber duck. He wondered where the duck had come from because he found it hard to believe that Eobard Thane would've owned such a thing.
Joe didn't want to have this conversation, but he knew he had to. Ever since the Atom Smasher and Jay Garrick appeared Barry had been faltering, and Joe knew it had to do with guilt over Eddie and feelings of betrayal from Eobard. Unfortunately if Jay was right and this Zoom guy was out to destroy Barry then Joe was going to need all the help he could get to keep Barry safe and whole.
"Where's Barry?"
"BARRY!" Harrison shouted, waiting for any response. Not receiving on he shrugged."He's not here."
Joe sat down on the toilet heavily, "Look Harrison."
Harrison shook his head. "It's Captain Bubblebeard, avast matey, shut your scupper and bury your steel-" Joe forced the other man's head underwater, effectively removing his beard.
"Now you're Harrison again." Harrison sputtered indignantly. "I know you're hurting. I understand why you're hurting. But a lot is going down now, and honestly we really need your help."
"You need my help?" Harrison asked disbelievingly.
"I always thought you were an emotionally crippled narcissist before it turned out you weren't really you." Joe replied "and right now I think you're an emotionally crippled narcissist who's soaking in a tub of what by now has to be mostly your own urine."
Harrison considered the water around him for a second. "I believe the ratio shifted that way yes."
"But Barry believed in you before. And I have to believe that somewhere deep inside you that that matters. That that maters enough to you that you want to be better than … this." Joe gestured at the tub, "and be part of something great again."
Harrison nodded and hauled himself up so he was sitting on the side of the tub, startling Joe."You're right. The kid needs us and he needs us now."
"Towel." Joe growled as he tossed a black towel at Harrison so he could cover himself.
"Thanks." Harrison started to lean forward to transfer to his chair but lost his balance and ended up sprawled on the floor. "I may have lost some muscle mass."
"Fantastic." Joe muttered.