The Flash writers really gonna do us dirty like that? Have an episode DIRECTED BY DANIELLE PANABAKER, named "Godspeed", LITERALLY WE'VE SEEN THIS DUDE ON SET - AND WE GOTTA WAIT TILL MID APRIL?!
...And despite all that, I feel like it'll be worth it. :) Sorry for screaming guys - hope I didn't make you go deaf XD
I'M JUST SO EXCITED FOR THE NEXT EPISODE - I've made Godspeed the main antagonist of my Season 3 re-write story, AND DANIELLE PANABAKER IS DIRECTING THE THING! And I'm still wondering whether or not I featured Barry or Caitlin more in that re-write... XD
Either way, let's wrap this puppy up! :D
The five now stood in the med-bay, not knowing what to do with their new prize - Orlin's dagger. It was nice to have him gone, no doubt! But now - what the heck did they do with the sharp pointy thing currently somehow staring them down?
"So... great! We stopped Cicada! He's going to prison!" Cisco said. "Now - how do we get Caitlin back?"
"This is a toughie," Nora said.
"None of us know complex surgery, so we would risk seriously hurting them both if we tried," said Barry.
Suddenly...
A revelation came to Frost.
"Put me to sleep."
"What?" chorused around the room.
"Put me to sleep, and take off my bandage," Frost said. "Hold the dagger in front of me... use it to draw the shrapnel out from my shoulder. The dagger could take them out if we use its direct power instead of the ones it stole from other metas!"
"We don't know what that thing can do," Barry said defensively.
"Exactly! What if its the way to get Caity back?" Frost said.
"You could die!" Barry exclaimed.
"How so? Its an itty-bitty piece of shrapnel, what could it do?" Frost shrugged.
"We don't know," Barry said. "Frost... I-I don't know if we should risk it-"
"Well, what else is there to do?" Frost snapped. "We're doing it. That's final. I may not be the leader of this team, but I'll be damned if I won't put my foot down on Caity's behalf."
Frost then walked over to the med-bed, and laid down on it. "Ready whenever you all are."
Everyone in the room sighed, and went to go prepare. In the end, everyone would play a role - Barry would be the one to wield the dagger to draw out the shrapnel. Cisco would get all the medical supplies ready. Nora would be the one to make sure the wound was safe for this process. And Cecile had, probably the most important part - moral support.
It may sound like that didn't matter, but they needed some reassurance that this would work. Barry was shaking so much, Cisco offered to take the dagger - Barry didn't back down, though. He claimed it was because he was wielding a weapon that innocent souls had been killed with that made him scared, and it was reasonable.
After a really good pep talk from Cecile, Frost finally seemed ready herself. She was nervous, yes... But she was also ready to get Caity back.
"Are you gonna be okay, Auntie Frost?" Nora asked, taking her hand.
"Of course, sugar," winked Frost. "And Auntie Cait's coming back too!"
Nora smiled gently, excited to see her other aunt again. As much as she loved Frost, she had missed Caitlin a lot, and was longing to see her again.
Cisco then walked over with the anesthesia mask. "You sure about this?"
"Positive," she nodded.
Cisco nodded, and patted her shoulder. "You're incredibly brave, Frost."
"Learned from the two best," she winked.
Cisco smiled happily, and walked back over to Nora and Cecile. Barry then took Cicada's dagger, and placed it back on the tray, before walking to Frost's side.
"You're gonna be okay," Barry assured her.
"I know," Frost smiled. "With you in charge, how could I not be?"
Barry sighed. "You are an enigma, Frost."
Frost giggled. "No idea where that came from, but okay."
She then grasped his hand gently. "Hey, handsome... thank you. For not letting me go during all this."
Barry nodded, smiling his softest smile yet. "I would never."
Cisco then walked over, and turned up the anesthesia. "You ready?"
"M-hmm," Frost nodded.
And then, as she put the mask on, she was out like a light. It didn't take any clothing removal to take Frost's bandage off - she was wearing a tank top, making Nora's job much easier.
"The wound's good for operating," she said. "Its still open enough to get the shrapnel out."
"Alright..." Barry breathed heavily. "Let's... let's do this."
Barry then held the dagger high, and took a deep breath... he had begun to channel its energy.
He was scared. Frightened. Nervous. Paranoid that... that his Cait was gone forever, that this wouldn't work.
But he was able to mask all of it. He wore a face of nothing but determination as he continued to try to get the shrapnel out of Frost's shoulder. The orange metal, by now, had started glowing, showing him that this was working.
Everyone in the room had crossed fingers - Barry didn't dare let go, despite his cringing from it pulling against him so hard.
And then...
Click.
The sound of a metal click alerted everyone's attention to the dagger.
When they all looked at it...
There it was - the blood-stained piece of shrapnel.
And Caitlin's golden retriever hair color was taking the place of Frost's, like it should have back at the warehouse confrontation... Caitlin was back!
"YES!" Nora exclaimed, throwing her hands up.
"We did it!" Cisco exclaimed, high-fiving Cecile.
Barry smiled widely, even laughing some. He then set the dagger down, and removed the anesthesia mask.
When he did...
A pair of chocolate brown eyes that he adored so much met his own, and two pink lips curled upward into a smile.
"What did... I miss?"
AND THERE WE HAVE IT FOLKS! The end of "Frozen Over"! I hope you all enjoyed it, cause I know I certainly have enjoyed writing it! :D :D :D
As always, I'm thinking up my next Snowbarry multi-chapter story... but I'm currently stuck! Anyone got any ideas or suggestions? Feel free to ask! :)
Well, I guess this is it for now. Signing off! I love all of you guys! Thank you so much for being the best EVAH :D :D :D See you all soon!
