"We've got a tied score," Cisco said, spinning to face them. He really was a good showman, Caitlin thought. "Caitlin won the ice-skating and hand-to-hand combat. Barry won chess and soccer. I was gonna put in a failsafe in case it was three to one, and make the last trial worth three points so anyone could win, but I guess I don't need to."

"If you were so excited for the last trial, the final one should be interesting," Barry said.

"Interesting, yes, but trial four will still be my favorite. Your last trial will test your detective skills. Drumroll please."

Neither Caitlin nor Barry made a sound, and when Cisco shot them a look that said "really?", Caitlin just raised an eyebrow to say "what did you expect?".

Cisco moved behind the desk and picked something up, then held it up over his head. It was a big board game with blocky white letters across the front. "Clue!"

"Clue is gonna test our detective skills?" Barry asked.

"You have played it before, right?"

"Well, yeah, but there's a certain amount of luck in the game. It's not just observation and deduction."

"Neither is life. Stop ruining the moment," Cisco said in a serious voice. He cleared his throat and walked over, holding the game out to them. "This is the perfect way to conclude the Meta Games! Will Snow and Frost win it all, or does the CSI have what it takes to solve the murder?"

Caitlin sat down on the floor. "Sit down, Professor Plum."

Barry raised his eyebrows. "Why do I have to be Professor Plum?"

"It's the closest fit. I'm going to be Miss Peacock, since she wears a lot of blue."

"So who wears a lot of red?"

Caitlin held up the figurine. "Miss Scarlet." She inspected it. "Kind of intense for a kid's game. You wanna go by color and be Miss Scarlet, Barry?"

He rolled his eyes at her teasing, grabbing for the figurine in the purple blazer. "Professor Plum?"

"You catch on quick."

"Hey, it's been ages since I played."

She shuffled the location cards while he mixed up the character ones. He shuffled the weapon cards as she chose one at random from each pile and slipped them into the orange envelope. "We just roll to see who goes first, right?" Barry asked once they'd set up the board.

"After we look at our cards. Shuffle please."

He divided the remaining cards between them, and as Barry started marking his investigative pad, Caitlin's eyes darted over to him.

You're not trying to see which section he's writing in, are you? Frost asked.

Caitlin snapped her eyes back to her own paper, marking off the people, rooms, and weapons she knew didn't relate to the murder.

The game was quiet, the main commentary consisting of complaints when Caitlin accused Barry in a room across the board, or he did the same. "I was just about to reach the study," Caitlin said the second time her figure was moved, as Barry accused her in the kitchen.

"Now you've reached the kitchen."

Caitlin narrowed her eyes. Play continued. Then…

"I think it was Colonel Mustard, in the dining room, with a pipe."

Barry looked at his cards. "I don't have any objections." He set them down, looking at her carefully. "Are you gonna open the envelope, see if you're right?"

She bit the inside of her lip. "No." Her gaze flitted over to him to see his reaction. He was looking at his investigative pad seriously.

"Alright. Colonel Mustard, in the dining room, with a knife."

"Dude, you need to roll the dice before you say your guess," Cisco interjected.

"I'm one space away from the door. No matter what I'll get into the room." Cisco couldn't argue with that, and Barry looked at Caitlin. "Well? Any objections?"

Caitlin looked at her cards again, though she knew she didn't have any. "None. Are you going to check the envelope?"

He winced. "You know, I think I should probably… do it." He picked up the envelope as he started to smile.

"You're such a tease!" Caitlin cried.

"Not only that… I'm also the CSI who just solved this case."

"The cards match?" Cisco asked.

Barry spread them on the board. Caitlin looked at her detective pad slowly. I told you not to double-check, Frost said.

"That's it," Cisco said, grinning. "The final trial goes to Barry."


A/N: Hey guys! There's the last trial! I'll post the final chapter tomorrow.