Astrid checked Martin's pulse. "Its soft. But at least he has one. You're going to have to get him to emergency." She told Barry.
"That's going to be a little difficult…" a voice called from behind them.
"Miss Sutherland, your imposter is here!" Gideon called out.
The group turned to see an exact replica of Astrid standing before them. She moved with the speed of The Flash and pushed Barry and Martin into a cell, closed them both inside and switched on their speaker from the panel beside the door. The imposter knocked both Astrid and Jefferson to the floor just out side Barry's cell.
"What do you want with us? You're the speedster who framed Caitlin, aren't you! Why do you look like me?" Astrid demanded answers from her doppleganger.
Her evil twin smiled and held up the object that confirmed that this was not the speedster's true identity. "I may have had a hand in Caitlin's incarceration but I did not kill her husband. But to answer your first and last questions… The lot of you will soon have front row tickets to the show."
Francisco had seen this moment in his vision. The next moment he would be locked up into a cell with Astrid and Jefferson. Eobard had chosen to separate them from Barry and Martin as they were deemed the weaker of the group.
Eobard knew that Reverb did not want to risk his true identity, but at this point Francisco had other plans.
He flung a blast of energy, aiming for the imposter's hand. The image changer flew from his hand and on to the floor. Unfortunately, it did not smash. But it did reveal Eobard's true identity, for a split second.
The speedster locked the three of them into the cell, across from Barry and Martin, picked up the object and once again portrayed Astrid's image. "Gideon, I am ordering you to keep the imposter and these traitors locked up. Do not let them back out until I return." Eobard demanded.
"But what about Mr Allen?" Gideon asked.
"He is not the Barry that you know. Do as I say!" The imposter raised his tone and left, sealing the entrance to the pipeline closed on his way out.
"Gideon, please. It's me. The real Astrid!" Astrid said from inside her cell.
"I am sorry, but Miss Sutherland gave me my orders. I must heed her words." Gideon replied.
Barry frowned at her from in his cell. Thanks to the added tech, he could not use his powers from in his cell. The five of them were stuck inside. Barry pulled out his phone, frustrated that he couldn't receive any signal to call for help.
The only positive was that they could still communicate with each other from the intercom system in their cells.
Eobard returned to CCPD as his ancestor Eddie Thawne. Detective Joe West was working late and stopped him as he entered.
"Have you seen Barry? I just tried calling him and he isn't answering." Joe said, concerned.
"I did actually, he said to tell you that he was having a movie night with his friends. Something about having a few drinks too. He's fine." Eobard lied.
"Yeah, it's funny. He never said anything to me about it and considering everything that is happening with Caitlin, it is a little out of character… But I suppose they probably just need a night off. Oh, Iris was looking for you. She said she had something planned. You should get home, better not keep her waiting." Joe told him. Eobard did as Joe said.
As he got through the door of the apartment that the real Eddie shared with Iris, he smelt a sweet scent. He knew that smell… scented candles. The apartment was dimly lit and there was the sound of soft romantic music. "Babe, is that you?" Iris called from in the other room.
"Yeah, It's me." Eobard lied. She entered the room dressed in a short red dress, high heels and her hair straightened down her back. She smiled and gave him a kiss on the cheek. She was wearing a very sweet scented perfume.
"What's the occasion?" he asked her. Considering the amount of time that he had spent watching his subjects, before impersonating them, he was sure that even Eddie had no clue about what she had planned.
"I made dinner!" she exclaimed as she took his hand and led him into the other room. Sure enough, there was a candlelit dinner for two set on the neatly decorated table, accompanied by an expensive bottle of red wine and two half filled glasses.
Iris gestured for the man that she thought was Eddie, to sit down and then took the seat across from him. "So…" Eobard began, trying hard to conceal his anxiety, "what is this all about?" he asked her.
Iris was beaming from ear to ear. She took a sip of her wine and placed the glass back down on the table. "From here on out, I will be working for Picture News! No more working at Jitters for this Central City girl!" she told him excitedly.
Eobard felt the relief wash over him. "That's great!" he said, dryly.
"Yes it is! I'm so excited! I start on Monday! But I'm not yet a reporter… I'll just be handing out coffees to the reporters… but it's something to get my foot in the door. The editor said that he is a big fan of my blog on the Flash. He came into Jitters today!"
Eobard was growing tired of hearing the girl ramble and Iris picked up on this. "Eddie, is everything ok? How was work?" she asked him.
"It was great. I think I'm just tired. I'm heading to bed." He told her as he stood up from the table and went to leave the room.
"Eddie, I thought we could celebrate! That's why I did all this, for dinner." Iris told him, deeply hurt.
"Well, I'm sorry! I just don't feel like it right now." Eobard told her. In truth, he really didn't care in the least. In fact, he was hoping that Eddie and Iris would break up sooner rather than later.
"Eddie. This isn't like you. I thought you would be happy for me! This is my dream come true!" Iris said.
"Iris. You are leaving the job of head waitress, to become a lackey for some silly media company. Why would I care?" Eobard told her. He was enjoying this all too well.
Iris glared at him. "How could you! I can't stay here tonight! I'm going to my father's. Maybe he and Barry will be much more supportive!" and with that, she retrieved her purse and left their apartment, slamming the door behind her.
