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Barry suppressed a yawn as he sat on one of the bar stools in Star Labs; currently watching a movie to keep his mind sidetracked.

Well, trying to watch a movie.

It was a little bit hard to concentrate on the action packed movie playing in front of his blurred eyes due to his insomnia and throbbing arm.

Oliver sat next to him; keeping a close eye on him, and nudging him every time he started to doze off. They were going to play some more card games, but had decided against both that and the puzzle, due to Barry's broken arm, and lack of concentration.

So they had all decided, excluding Barry who could barely even retain any of what they had been saying, that it would be best for Barry to just watch a movie.

And even though it seemed like a fairly good, and definitely action packed, movie that he would definitely want to watch later when he could actually understand it, he was having a seriously hard time comprehending the plot.

Cisco and Caitlin were still working as hard as they possibly could on the antidote, but it seemed hopeless. They refused to give up, however, because they believed that it might be able to save him if he somehow, accidentally ended up falling asleep.

Even though Barry figured that it would be nearly impossible to fall asleep due to Oliver being next to him, constantly watching him, which made him feel maybe just a bit uncomfortable. His eyelids continuously started to droop, but he always blinked it back, determined to stay awake.

He would splash water on his face, which would indeed help him for about five seconds, and then he would be thoroughly exhausted again.

But his eyelids literally felt like thousand pounds bricks, pulling them down. Barry felt another none-too-gentle nudge on his shoulder, and involuntarily jerked away, nearly falling off of the bar stool he currently resided on; a purposeful idea for a seat from his teammates.

"Come on, Barry, you've only got eighteen hours left." Oliver insisted and Barry nodded tiredly; struggling to keep his chin up and eyes opened.

"I know," He said; voice slurring again, making him sound like he was heavily drunk. Caitlin and Cisco had done shifts where one of them would sleep for an hour or two, while the other one worked on the antidote.

And while they had tried to convince Oliver to rest for a shift, he had profusely denied the offer; insisting on staying by Barry's side for the entire seventy-two hours. And while Barry was deeply touched by the sentiment, he honestly thought that it was kind of stupid that he wouldn't take it.

Man, what Barry would give for only an hour of sleep.

Even though, Barry would never tell Oliver what he truly thought. Heck, he couldn't trust any of his thoughts in his current delirious state of mind. Just keep going, he mentally attempted to encourage himself, only eighteen more hours before you can sleep.

Yay...he thought sarcastically and tiredly.

His eyelids started to droop again, but they jerked open, however, when suddenly a loud 'BOOM' resounded from the room where Caitlin and Cisco were working on the antidote, causing Barry to jump from his seat along with Oliver; each exchanging a worried look.

"Cisco," Could be heard from the side-room, coming from Caitlin, before Cisco's voice spoke up.

"We're okay!" He exclaimed, and even if they were both out of sight, Barry could picture the whole scenario playing out very clearly in his mind. They both chuckled as they sat back down, and Barry slightly shook his head in amusement; grateful that everyone was okay, and for the momentary distraction.

His eyes still continued to ache more and more from his exhaustion, but he was thoroughly determined to not fall asleep.

He inwardly huffed out of slight amusement and annoyance; what had his life turned into? He was brought out of his thoughts by Oliver's voice, and looked up at the screen just in time to see the end credits rolling by. Huh.

"What movie do you want to watch now?" Oliver questioned, and Barry sighed as he ran a hand over his face, exhaustedly.

"To be honest? I don't even know what we just watched..." He admitted and Oliver chuckled quietly as he stood up. "I'm gonna' go get some water; you want anything to drink?" He questioned as it basically took all of his strength to just stand up and start heading over to the other room where the fridge was located.

Oliver's brows furrowed as Barry turned back to look at him, and Barry sighed. "Oh, come on, I can go get a bottle of water without you following me so I don't collapse." Barry said in exasperation and Oliver sighed.

"So, do you want anything or not?" Barry asked; agitation lacing his voice. Seriously, this insomnia was making him ridiculously moody. One moment he was happy and joking, albeit he would be extremely tired during it, and the next he would snap at somebody. And really? Nobody here deserved that.

"No, thanks," Oliver stated, and Barry headed towards the other room and placed his hand on the handle of the fridge to open it; resuming his previous thoughts. They really didn't deserve his attitude.

The only reason they were in this position, after all, was because Barry wasn't fast enough.

He couldn't even dodge it, and if he had, none of them would be in this position.

His jaw tensed as he opened the door, before he winced; the bright light blinding him a bit, as this room was darker than any of the others.

He pulled out a water bottle, closing the door before heading back; fully aware that if he didn't come back out soon, Oliver would come to check on him.

He couldn't help but be slightly amused by that; he would have never had taken Oliver as being so 'protective'. It was kind of nice. Although, he would never say something about to the man. He walked back in to the room, and stopped dead in his tracks when he saw the TV screen; a smile brightening up his face.

"How about this?" Oliver asked, a grin on his face and Barry laughed as he took a seat on the bar stool once again.

"Perfect." He declared and Oliver pressed 'play'. It was the 'Wizard of Oz'; one of Barry's favorite movies from his childhood. Which Oliver was completely aware of, and would constantly tease him about.

"It's a good movie," Barry had replied one time to Oliver's teasing. "If you say so, Barry." Oliver had declared; one of his signature-Barry claimed annoying, because he only ever did it to him-grins on his face.

But it was all in fun, Barry knew, and thus was the reason he looked forward to the next couple of hours.

Barry took a swallow of his water as the beginning started to play; insomnia completely forgotten.

"What did I just watch?" Oliver asked, specifically emphasizing his words as he stared at the screen. Barry huffed quietly, amused, but not-so-slowly feeling exhaustion attempt at pulling him under.

"Told you it was a good movie," Barry declared; nearly mumbling.

"Yeah-huh. Didn't believe you then, not so sure I believe ya' now." He declared and Barry stuck his tongue out at him childishly, before he chucked a piece of popcorn-courtesy of Oliver looking for an excuse about halfway through the movie-at Oliver; missing horrendously.

But hey, he did have a broken arm.

Oliver still managed to catch it gracefully, and Barry mock pouted; eyes slowly slipping close after a moment. He was only slightly startled, as he was unsure if he could possibly be startled at this point in time of his insomnia, by a small 'hit' to his forehead from the popcorn.

Something that Oliver had done often throughout the movie; either to keep himself distracted, to keep Barry awake, or to just annoy him. "Come on, kid, gotta' stay awake." Oliver declared, and Barry huffed.

"Kid?" He asked, barely managing to crack open his eyelids to see the amused look on Oliver's face.

"Do you know what you just did?" He asked rhetorically and Barry frowned.

"Touché." Barry declared.

"Come on, Barr, let's go see if Caitlin and Cisco have made it anywhere." He suggested, and Barry sighed as he ran a hand over his face and stood up; beginning to follow Oliver towards the other room. Caitlin and Cisco had barely even been out of the room over the past couple of hours, only once that Barry really remembered, and that was when Cisco had come out during the movie.

"I thought that I had heard 'Somewhere Over the Rainbow" coming from here. This is a good movie." To which Oliver had simply, quietly snorted as Barry grinned triumphantly, saying; "See, Ollie? At least somebody around here has good taste."

Barry smiled at the memory, when suddenly his vision blurred slightly, and he shook his head hoping to remove the haze, but in turn only made his head pound even harder and his whole world to sway for a moment.

He stopped for just a moment, inhaling a deep breath as he closed his eyes, opening them and moving forward again once he was done. That was weird...he thought as he took his place next to Oliver, who was apparently already talking to Caitlin and Cisco.

"We've been trying, but there seems to be no sort of antidote or anything to even speed up the process. I'm afraid that he's just going to have to wait this one out," Caitlin was saying, but Barry only heard part of it.

Besides, even in his sluggish mind he could still connect all of the dots. He had honestly not been expecting them to be able to. Not meaning that they weren't capable of doing it, just that he didn't think that there was an antidote to be found.

"Hey, dude. Barry," Cisco was apparently saying, and Barry shook his head to remove some haze, because how did he not hear that?, immediately regretting it because of the dizziness that settled in his vision.

"Yeah? Sorry." He apologized as he looked at the brunette who was cautiously watching him with a worried expression.

"Don't worry about it. I was just wondering if ya' felt alright, because you're looking kind of sickly." Cisco said, and he could just feel everybody's gaze that had turned to him. Barry swallowed as he ran a hand over his face.

"Yeah, no, I'm fine." Barry declared, but nobody seemed to believe him.

"...Alright, well, we're going to go and see if we can find something else to do, because I don't think movies are working to keep him awake, anymore." Oliver declared; eyeing Barry wearily, who seemed to keep zoning out.

"'Kay. We're just gonna' keep trying and hopefully we'll come across something." Cisco said, and Oliver nodded as he started to walk away.

"Let's go, Baer." He said, and Barry frowned as he turned to start following Oliver; his vision blurring as his stomach simultaneously lurched. He froze in his steps; holding his hand out to his side as if it could anchor himself.

Somebody was asking him if he was okay, but he couldn't hear it over the rushing in his own head. Barry swallowed hard, trying to discern reality from the horrible feeling that seemed to be trying to consume him.

"Barry, are you okay?" Somebody asked, and he thinks it's Oliver, but he doesn't know. He attempts to nod as he tries to take another step; his vision long gone, by now, and immediately regrets his decision.

Realizing that gravity seems to want to play a joke on him, because he's suddenly collapsing to the ground as another wave of dizziness hits him. Barry's back collides with the ground as his head follows suit; a white hot pain blossoming on his skull as people shout his name.

Why do they have to be so loud?

He internally wondered weakly at their overly loud voices. Somebody's touching him, and his dizziness is finally dissipating; being replaced by an even worse pain that has spread from the base of his skull to the rest of his body, as if it's pulsing with his veins every time his heart pumps.

"Barry!" Somebody all but shouts, and he realizes that somebody's still speaking to him, shaking him, and only aggravating the pain even further. He winces from the pain as he weakly tried to shove their hands away and groggily sits up.

"I'm awake..." He claims quietly as he's brought up off the ground; movements sluggish. His vision finally clears, and he realizes that they're all watching him worriedly; Oliver on his right side, supporting him, with Cisco on his left.

"Don't ever do that again!" Caitlin exclaimed, fear and leftover adrenaline lacing her words, and he furrowed his brows as he looked towards her.

"It's not exactly like I meant to." Barry defended softly and she sighed.

"What happened?" Caitlin asked gently. He shrugged; awkwardly due to his broken arm, and Oliver and Cisco holding him up. Which he was simultaneously grateful for and annoyed by, because for one, they were definitely crowding him, and he was not some weak, little boy, but then again, he wasn't entirely sure if his legs could support him.

"Just got dizzy," He stated and she frowned.

"How often have you been getting dizzy spells." He opened his mouth to speak, but she quickly cut him off with a stern look. "And don't you dare tell me that this was your first and only one." She declared and he sighed.

"I don't know...every once in a while I would just get kind of dizzy. I guess that it's been going on ever since I got stabbed." He admitted sheepishly; hating the feeling of having to be dependent on others. "Guys, hey, I'm fine." He claimed as he ungracefully shrugged off their arms and moved away; covering up a grimace from doing so.

He turned back around to look at the trio who were still watching him as if he was a dying animal that they were trying to save. "I'm perfectly fine. There's no need to worry." Barry declared with the hint of a smile on his face, but nobody seemed to be buying it.

"Cisco and I are going to run a few more tests on the blood samples we took earlier, but I'm guessing that it's just a side effect of the poison." Caitlin said, still watching him wearily. He sighed. "Oliver, keep-"

"I will." Oliver declared, arms crossed as he stared at Barry, and he suddenly felt very small under Oliver's gaze. Caitlin nodded and left the room, Cisco trailing behind; looking back at Barry once more before walking into the other room. Barry watched him and sighed once, before looking back at Oliver; who was still watching him.

"So..." He started slowly, trying to break up the tension in the room as he shuffled his feet lightly. "Do you want to-"

"Why are you so stubborn?" Oliver asked suddenly; catching Barry off-guard as he looked up at him.

"...Excuse me?" He questioned with a frown.

"I asked why you were so stubborn." Oliver repeated but Barry lightly shook his head in confusion; trying to ignore the fatigue trying to settle back in once the adrenaline started to wear off.

"I'm afraid I don't understand..." His voice trailed off and Oliver sighed.

"Am I really that bad? Because then I need to apologize to a lot of people." Barry frowned again; what the heck was he talking about?

"What-"

"You won't accept any of our help, and you act as if you are perfectly fine, when, Barry, you are not. It's okay to ask for help, and realize that you can't do it by yourself." Barry sighed.

"Oliver-"

"No, listen to me." Oliver ordered, and his tone wasn't harsh or sharp, but it was firm as he continued to look at Barry evenly.

"I know what you're doing; you don't want to burden anybody, but Barry, you are not doing that. Caitlin, Cisco, and I, we are all here because we want to be. We're your friends. And that includes everybody else. We could all leave if we wanted to, but no, we chose to stay by your side because you are our friend. We want to help you," He sighed, shaking his head lightly, and Barry looked down.

"You don't have to do this alone." Oliver finally declared, and after a moment, Barry looked up with a swallow and closed smile. He nodded once, unsure on whether or not the feeling in his stomach was due to his insomnia and being poisoned, or due to Oliver's words.

"Thanks," He said after a moment and Oliver nodded with a small smile. After only a few seconds Oliver suddenly chuckled.

"God, when did I turn into Dig and Felicity?" He mumbled as he ran a hand over his face and Barry chuckled in return; the mood lightening.

"How do you feel about trying to play a video game? This time you might actually win since I'm kind of out of it." Barry said, a grin playing on his lips as he spoke. Oliver just shook his head with an exasperated sigh.

"You're on."

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