Spoiler of character death mentioned in 3x02


"Cisco, don't-!"

Cisco reached in his jacket pocket, pulling out Dante's keys. He closed his eyes and felt the vibrational energy of Dante's past timelines flowing through him.

Holding up one of his hands, he felt as he opened up a breach into the night Dante died. Now he could be there for real.

The metallic looking energy shimmered around him as he passed through the breach. Caitlin's fingertips grasped at the air just as the breach closed up, taking Cisco back.

Cisco blinked. Practically empty street. Dante was pulling up to a red light... in that lame ass 2004 Accord that he was so proud of. Probably because it was his first and only car but damn, Dante, I know money's tight but that car looks like the vehicle embodiment of a high school teacher with really low self esteem.

Okay, focus up on the task at hand, Cisco.

He ran up to the passenger side window, banging on it urgently.

Dante jumped and turned at him,

"Cisco?! What are-"

Cisco pulled at the door handle and realized that's what his Vibe had gotten wrong. Car doors lock when you're driving.

"Unlock the door! Hurry!"

Dante stared at him in disbelief but hit the unlock button.

Cisco heard the drunk driver getting dangerously close. But he had to risk it.

Yanking open the passenger's side door, he reached in and grabbed Dante's shirt.

"Dante, get out!"

"What the fuck are you-" headlights lit up the interior of the car.

Dante turned back and saw the car coming at him. And in a miraculous maneuver, Dante threw himself out of the passenger door, taking Cisco with him.

The drunk driver's car smashed into the Accord, and Dante scrambled to his feet, dragging Cisco out of the way.

"How did you-?!" Dante began, panting, and then he said, "Did you Vibe me...?"

"I... yeah."

"Cisco, are you okay?!" Dante said suddenly, gripping Cisco's shoulder, "You're nose is bleeding."

Shit. Shit, shit, shit.

He wiped the blood from under his nose, but it was a futile task. His nose just gushed more blood.

"No, I'm... I'm fine. It's just this dry ass air or something." Cisco muttered, dismissing it.

Dante stared at him. He clearly didn't believe him. But staring back at him, Cisco didn't care. He threw his arms around Dante, holding him tight.


He hung around long enough for Dante to get home and for past Cisco to get the memo and act accordingly to this perfect, newly situated timeline.

Ruptured timeline.

Cisco opened up another breach, thinking of STAR labs. Focusing on Caitlin. Focusing on her voice when she yelled after him, "Cisco, don't-!"

He passed through it... and collapsed to his knees.

"Cisco!" Caitlin dropped down next to him in a second, "Cisco, how could you do that?! You know what will happen if you leave the timeline like this!"

"Godammit, no... no, no, no..." Barry was pacing, shaking his head.

Cisco felt sick. His head felt like it was imploding. He was getting lightheaded from all the blood loss. If he wasn't about to drop a few hours ago because of the severe sleep derivation, he was ready to now.

"I don't... I gotta... see him." Cisco croaked.

He spit out blood that was pouring down from his nose and into his mouth.

"Barry! You gotta go back, you gotta stop Cisco from-"

"No!" Cisco yelled at her, pulling away from her supportive hands.

He swayed dangerously, falling weakly against the legs of one of the desks. He pulled his phone out of his pocket and said,

"Just... let me call him first... please?" His voice was weak, verging on breaking.

Caitlin looked back at Barry who just nodded numbly, looking like he might break down.

Cisco dialed Dante's number. And pressed the phone to his ear. It rang twice. And then-

"Cisco?"

Cisco's breath caught in his throat. He focused on not crying. Tried to force his voice to sound as normal as possible. And Dante sensed how distraught he was. Or heard it in his breathing at the very least and he said,

"Cisco, what's going on, man? Where are you?"

Cisco breathed. His voice was on the verge of breaking but he kept it level long enough to say,

"Hey. I... uh. I just... I've really missed you, man, and... and I know we've had our shit over the years but... you just... you amaze the hell out of me. And I just... I love you." His voice broke there.

He was crying. Quietly, steadily, but still crying.

"Hey," Dante began, softly, "Cisco... I love you too, okay? Look, is something going on with you? You sound weird."

Cisco gave a tearful kind of laugh.

"I'm okay. It's... don't worry about it, okay? Just... weird day." Cisco sucked in another deep breath.

"Cisco, are you sure you're okay? I said I'd call mom after this audition... but, do you need me to come by?"

"No! No, it's uh... it's okay, really. Just a really weird day, don't worry about it, I'll uh-"

"Tell me about it sometime, okay? I'll talk to you again later, I gotta go."

The line beeped. Dante had hung up.

Cisco breathed out a long, shuddering breath. And then his inhale got caught.

His limbs tensed up and his body shook with tremors he had no control over. His mind was wandering away as he choked and seized.

"Cisco!" Caitlin stood up, running for her medical cabinet, "Barry! You gotta-"

"I know." His voice sort of choked. Like he was about to cry.

He disappeared, wind knocking papers off the desks as he left.


Cisco took a sharp inhale. His eyes fluttered open. Turning his head around the room, he found Caitlin curled up in an armchair a few feet away from him.

She was asleep, but it was clear just by looking at her that she'd been waiting for him. Cisco reached into his jacket pocket and felt Dante's keys there.

Dante was dead.