Harry strode with confidence into HR and Killer Frost's home, taking in all the homey touches. Lots of pillows, rustic furniture and bookshelves crammed with leather bound tomes. The color pallette was a mix of soothing soft blues and creams, the walls liberally decorated with photos - most of them of Neva, their adopted daughter. Thinking about it now, with additional information, Harry could understand HR's desire to stab Julian. If anything like that had happened to Jessie, if her life had ended senselessly in an accident - he knew he'd have done the same thing - except he would have shot the little weasel.

"Anybody want Big Belly Burger?" Killer Frost spoke for the first time since the reveal.

Harry caught Caitlin's eyes, those big, beautiful, brown eyes. Mentally shaking himself he turned back to their host. "Yeah, sure. I never turn down perfection."

Harry followed the women into the dining room, taking a seat next to an oddly quiet Caitlin.

Frost turned around, starting to leave the room and said over her shoulder to her guests, "I just need to go get something."

While they waited for Killer Frost to return, Harry said, "You're awfully quiet." His voice must have snapped her back to reality because her head jerked in his direction.

"I'm fine." Cailin rubbed her upper arms and sighed.

Bullshit. Caitlin being all timid and unsure of herself was plain old wrong. "Come on, I know when there's something bothering you. What is it?" asked Harry. He couldn't stop how worried he sounded.

Caitlin took a deep breath and opened her mouth, "I just can't help but ask myself, what would I have done in that situation?" Her voice trembled.

Slowly reaching out, Harry laid his hand on her arm. He really wanted to engulf her in a hug and take a deep breath of her heavenly perfume - but right now wasn't appropriate. "Honestly, I don't know either." Harry knew that wasn't what Caitlin wanted to hear, but he couldn't bring himself to lie to her.

"Do doubles sound good?" Killer Frost returned and spoke up from the corner of the room.

Looking at the woman's icy blue eyes, Harry nodded. She started typing out their order on a tablet, then pulled out what he assumed was a round credit card. Inserting it into the bottom of the device, Killer Frost seemed to be waiting for something to happen as she stared at the screen intently. It beeped and she removed the card.

"You wanted to know what happened, for HR to lose his memories?" Killer Frost took a seat at the head of the table, next to Caitlin.

"Yes." Curiosity was topmost in Harry's tone. He catalogued the differences between his Caitlin and HR's wife - as incredible as it sounded, their doubles had met, fallen in love and married. They were more alike than not - and it was making his head ache. Harry wished he had half the luck that HR must've had to gain Frost's love.

Killer Frost took a deep breath, the action matching that of the woman beside him. "HR couldn't handle what happened." Her voice started to crack,; wetting her lips, she gulped, blowing out a shuddering stream of air. "He wanted to forget." Killer Frost's voice trembled and her eyes, as glacial as they were - misted over.

Harry couldn't help the sympathy growing in his gut for HR and Killer Frost.

"So, he asked his business partner Randolph, to help."

He didn't like where this was headed.

"How could Randolph help?" Caitlin asked, her voice strained and tight; entirely focused on her doppelganger.

"He had a device that was supposed to only dampen the memory of the accident for a short time, but I think he purposely used it to force HR to forget almost everything."

Harry couldn't believe what he was hearing. "Why? How? But again, why?"

Killer Frost paused before speaking, pouring hard thought into her next words, staring at Harry. "Maybe he wanted HR out of the picture."

Before their conversation could continue there was a beep from the tablet. Killer Frost picked it up and brought the screen to life, reading the information sent, she cut the device off and left the room. Caitlin and Harry were alone once more.

Harry could feel his stomach turn queasy as he thought about HR, ashamed of considering him to be just some moron. A hand on his arm made Harry lift his head and met Caitlin's brown irises, a question dwelling deep within. Knowing what she was going to say, Harry said, "I'm fine." Turning his head away he started to rub his eyes. Then to his surprise, Caitlin moved her hand to his back and began to rub in a soothing, circular motion around his shoulder blades. It took everything in him not to moan.

"Okay, food's here - sorry if it's a little squished. The drones sometimes just drop them when they get to the door." At the sound of Killer Frost's voice, Caitlin quickly removed her hand - much to Harry's disappointment.

"You have drones delivering food on this earth?" Caitlin asked, wonder coloring her voice.

Killer Frost opened the bag, the strong aroma of greasy hamburgers hitting Harry's senses and that's when he realized he hadn't had anything to eat all day.

"Yeah. Don't you have that on your earth?" Killer Frost was openly curious.

Taking the offered burger, Caitlin looked at her hands as she unwrapped the food. "Um, no we don't. Companies have been working on it though." She set her food down and looked up at her double. "They're getting close to solving the issues…There's a lot of good applications for the technology..."

Harry found Caitlin's enthusiasm adorable. Taking the offered food, he unwrapped the paper and took a huge bite. The taste didn't really differ from that of his earth - or Earth-1 he noted. The burger patty was juicy and the lettuce and tomato tasted fresh. The cheese was melted perfectly and the condiments didn't overpower the taste. Hunger and needing a distraction makes a person think about the oddest things.

Caitlin said, "I think there's one thing I can be sure about in the multiverse."

Peering over at Caitlin, Harry watched as she stuck her finger in her mouth, licking off the ketchup. The action definitely brought some images to Harry's mind.

"What's that?" Killer Frost stared at her twin with mild curiosity.

Happy that nobody could read his mind, Harry still forced his inappropriate thoughts into slumber.

"That every Earth has a Big Belly Burger." Caitlin giggled.

Gulping, Harry decided to focus on his food.

Silence engulfed the room as they all enjoyed their meals. Caitlin finished hers and asked, "How did you get the name Caity Cat?"

The question must have caught her off guard because Killer Frost started to cough on her food. She grabbed her drink and gulped as much as she could. With a look of disgust, she cleared her throat and set the paper cup down.

Looking at Harry, Killer Frost pointed to her drink and said in a strained voice, "Could you go in the kitchen and bring me back some sugar? I swear those people don't know what sweet tea is."

Nodding, he quickly stood up and gave her a questioning look. Knowing what he was asking, Killer Frost pointed to the door behind her.

On the other side of the door, Harry stood there for a moment debating where he should look first when Killer Frost's hushed but panicked voice caught his ear. "Wait, did HR call you that in public?"

Harry knew it was wrong to eavesdrop but he couldn't stop himself from listening.

"Why? What does it mean?" asked Caitlin.

He could feel his curiosity pique.

"Well, when HR and I were intimate the first time it was on Halloween and I was dressed like a sexy cat."

Harry felt himself smirking imagining the blush that was no doubt covering Caitlin's face right now. Deciding that he had heard enough Harry was about to start his search for the sugar when once again Killer Frost spoke in a teasing tone, "I'm sure you and your Harry get up to some wild things too." Harry could feel his heart beating loudly and hoped the wild thumping couldn't be heard.

"Oh, we're not together."

The words pierced through him like a knife. Turning away from the door Harry continued to stand there but he didn't know why.

"Really?" Came Killer Frost's response. "Could've fooled me."

Putting his ear back to the door, abandoning his pride, Harry listened closely.

"Why?" Caitlin sounded perplexed.

"I mean the little touches between you two, and the longing looks." Killer Frost sounded like she was enjoying this. "Come on, admit it! You like him. For two people who aren't together, you sure can't go five minutes without physical contact."

Harry waited; his heart and the blood surging in his veins were the only things he could hear. Then finally he heard what was the answer to his deeply buried longings. "Okay, fine! Yes. But I don't think he likes me that way." Harry felt like he was floating. Releasing the breath he didn't know he was holding, he turned around and walked to the counter in the middle of the large space, found the container labeled sugar and grabbed it.

Harry was met with silence upon his return to the dining room. The women stared at him, oblivious to what he'd overheard. Setting the container down next to Killer Frost he said, "I think we should be heading back before Cisco breaches over here."

Caitlin nodded and stood. "Why don't you come back with us?" She gave her doppelganger an encouraging smile.

Killer Frost closed the lid on her drink. "Okay, I'll go." She sounded hopeful. On her feet, Killer Frost looked at Harry saying, "Can you go in the hallway closet? It's the third door on your right and retrieve my bag - it's on the top shelf?"

He nodded, leaving to head down the hallway; finding the closet, he opened the door. At the top Harry saw a big blue bag. Grabbing it, he closed the door. On his way back to the dining room Harry noticed a door partially open. Treading slowly, he made his way closer, pushing it open to look inside. Instantly he knew whose room it was… Whose room it had been. A large amount of toys and what looked like crystal statues - of teddy bears, angels, and horses were scattered all over. Harry reached out and ghosted his hand over one of the teddy bear statues and to his shock, he found that it wasn't crystal. It was exquisitely crafted ice. Feeling his stomach twist in knots Harry lowered his hand and closed the door, silently praying forgiveness for his inadvertent trespass.

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