"Sure Dr Wells." Cisco replied as he handed it to the older man before returning to Caitlin who was running some new tests on Barrys' blood. Wells continued to tinker with the old generator and managed to find the source of the issue. One of the wires near the back had completed rusted away and was no longer conducting as it should have been. Leaning further into the wires he reached forward to have a closer examination when he heard an odd sizzling noise beside him. Before he could even react the entire thing exploded and he was knocked clean out.
The first thing Wells felt upon waking up was pain. He groaned and opened his eyes to try and work out exactly what the hell had just happened. He had been thrown into the wall which had crumbled around him and now one of his legs was trapped under the concrete. Wiggling his shoulders, he winced at short stabs of pain came from the left which suggested it was definitely broken. He was sitting against what remained of the wall and he could feel random pieces of what felt like metal buried into various parts of his upper torso and arms. The distinct smell of blood and electrical burning invaded his senses.
Looking around the room he spotted Barry, Caitlin and Cisco standing a few feet to the left of him watching him passively. Confusion reigned inside his head, why were they just standing there? Could they not tell that he was hurt? As if hearing his thoughts, Barry spoke.
"Nice one Cisco. I didn't know if that would work or not." He inclined his head towards Wells. "Hello Dr Wells. Nice of you to wake up."
Wells was still confused. It sounded like Cisco had deliberately set the generator up to fail. "Wha-" He began but was interrupted by Caitlin.
"Shh Harrison. You'll have your turn to speak in a minute. Are you ready Barry?" She turned to look Barry in the face. He nodded enthusiastically and she smiled in response. " Then he's all yours." Caitlin announced gleefully as she looked at the fallen man. "We've been waiting for this day for months. Months of having to pretend to have forgiven you. As if we could ever forgive you for all you've done." She ruffled his hair with mock affection and moved towards the door.
"Bye Doc." Cisco chimed in with a friendly smile on his face but with hate-filled eyes. "It's been a blast." He quipped as he gestured towards the destroyed portion of the room while using his other hand to deliberately clap a hand on Wells' broken shoulder, causing him to hiss out in pain. Cisco followed Caitlin outside the lab. As the pair retreated, Wells fought the urge to break down. This couldn't be happening. What had he missed? Did they honestly hate him enough to leave him here to suffer?
"Alone at last." Barry drawled condescendingly as he started to pace in front of the older man. "I really have to admit Dr Wells it was almost too easy for us all to convince you that we were friends. It's sad actually, how easy it was. Are you really that desperate?"
Wells felt his world tilt slightly at Barrys' words. All the months he had spent with the team post-confession flashed through his mind in rapid succession. Had that all been false? He watched Barry pace and asked the first question which came to his mind. "Why?"
"Why do you think, Harrison? Did you honestly think I would believe anything you told me? You're a murderer and a monster. And Cisco helped me to set-up this little accident so I can finally get some justice." Barry squatted down so he was on eye level with Wells, he placed his hand out to the side to steady himself. Feeling the pressure on his trapped leg spike, Wells let out a loud painful moan as he realised that Barry had placed his hand on the concrete rubble which was laying on top of it.
"I only did what I did because of you Barry. It was you who asked m-" Wells was cut off again as Barry used his free hand to deliver a strong slap to his cheek. Disorientated, Wells felt something wet run down the side of his face and concluded that Barry must have dislodged some of the debris which was embedded in his face.
Barry was shaking a finger in his face. "Ah ah ah. Don't lie to me. I would never ask for you to do something like that and we both know it. You chose to murder my mother and ruin my life and some bullshit story about the future is never going to change that. You're a liar and a monster. All you've ever done is lie to me and everyone you know." Something flashed in Barrys' hand as he leaned in towards his fallen mentor.
Wells screamed as he felt a sudden pain in his chest. He glanced down and was met with the image of a kitchen knife being gently forced into his heart, he recognised that knife. His vision swam as he looked slowly up at the smirking Barry who still had his hand wrapped around the handle of the blade which was slowly making its way into his chest. He clutched weakly at Barrys' legs as he felt his life slipping away. Barry moved closer and leaned down until his mouth was directly beside Wells' ear and he whispered "Liar" one final time before plunging the knife directly into his heart.
Wells awoke in his room at STAR Labs.
