Sorry this chapter took so long. Life and work got in the way. I just want thank everyone for the great reviews. Keep them coming they are a great encouragement. Just a warning this is a long chapter.


Chapter 8

"You're not right Cisco. We don't know what this means yet." Barry said sternly, even though his own vigilance was slipping as he reread the test results.

"Fine. Maybe I'm not right, but something is going on and it involves Caitlin." Cisco said defending himself. "So what are we going to do about it?"

"We need to find the source of the temperature change. It may or may not be Caitlin but whatever it is, it has something to do with my case, and that's what I'm going to concentrate on."

"Ok so where do you suggest we start?"

Barry was quiet for a few minutes while he thought if their next step. "Cisco, can you hack into the cities mainframe and check the street cams for possible footage. I'm going to stay here and finish running analysis and try to find other connections. Something that might lead to Captain Cold or Weather Wizard. I'm hoping they're involved, because if they're not and you're right…."

"I know Barry." Cisco said quietly reading Barry's thoughts. What would they do if it was Caitlin? If it was her, does she remember who she is? Does she remember him or Barry or S.T.A.R. labs? So many questions circled around Cisco's mind as he read the heartache in Barry's voice.

"We were a team Cisco." Barry said sadly. "You, me, Caitlin even Harry. Now Caitlin is gone and Harry is hiding on Earth 2. I think that bastard had something to do with Zoom's attack on Caitlin. Why hasn't he come back?" he sighed heavily. "I don't know Cisco. I don't have any answers and I just feel lost. I….just…don't know what to do without her…" Barry's eyes burned with fresh tears. He couldn't control his emotions, going from sad to angry to grief stricken in a matter of seconds.

"We're gonna get through this Barry. If we find Caitlin alive or dead or any other way, I will have your back. No matter what."

"Thanks Cisco." Barry hung up the phone feeling better knowing Cisco was in his corner.

He stared out into Central City. Gazing over the lights of the buildings and houses, envious of the people and families going about their normal lives. Is this his new normal? Living day to day hunting metahumans never being allowed happiness because some bad guy might find out what it is and exploit it. He thought back to his conversation with Oliver Queen when he first became the Flash. He had told Barry he had to let Iris go for her sake, because guys like us don't get the girl. So he did. He let Iris go and she married Eddie. She was happy and that's all he wanted for her. But why can't he be happy too? He released a sigh of regret and frustration, "Where are you?" he whispered.


Barry was woken up by a phone call from Joe, "Barry, we got another frozen body."

Barry sat up slowly, his back stiff from sleeping bent over his desk. He had lines on his face from his keyboard and a post it note stuck to his forehead. He sighed heavily as he stretched his aching body.

Two frozen corpses. I have to stop this before the body count gets any higher. "Where?"

"At the Central City shopping center. A couple of retail stores were broken into last night and a security guard was in the right place at the wrong time."

"I'm on my way."

Barry looked over the similar scene. The security guard was frozen standing up and missing his dance partner. The look etched on his face was not pain. His mouth was slightly open and puckered. It was almost as if he was in the middle of a kiss. "Hey Joe," Barry started. "Look at his face. What does it look like to you?"

"I don't know Bar. Like an ice cube. What is it suppose to look like?" Joe was too busy talking with the store owner to play games.

"Yes he's frozen but look at his face. When Snart freezes people the pain they feel shows in their face. He is…calm. Its kinda weird, don't ya think?"

"Weird is your area of expertise." Joe punched Barry lightly in arm. "Anyway, the security guard started his shift at 9:00 last night. He patrols the whole shopping center. The store owner says he locked up around 10:00. He does have an alarm system but that was frozen too, so it didn't go off. The safe wasn't broken into, just some clothes and accessories were taken."

"Why break in to only take clothes? Why not take the cash?" Barry was puzzled. He knew Snart, and he would always take the cash. "I gotta make a quick call."

"Ok. Let me know what Cisco thinks." Joe went off to finish taking statements.

Barry quickly dialed Cisco to see if he found anything with the street cams.

"Hey Barry, I was just going to call you." Cisco said as he answered the phone.

"Great, tell me what you found, because there's another frozen body." Barry said eager for answers.

"I think you need to see it for yourself." Cisco didn't want to tell him over the phone.

"On my way."

Before Cisco could hang up the phone Barry was in front of him. "So what did you find?"

"I was trying to track the weather pattern but it's all over the place. It's like it was just wandering around."

"How can weather just wander around?"

"Look." Cisco pointed at his computer screen. "The temperature drops the other night at the morgue. Then here at Central City Park, then it goes downtown. Then nothing, till last night at the shopping center, big drop in temp, practically freezing for about 5 minutes, then its gone. Like Keyser Soze." He did the puff motion with his fingers, like in the movie. "See no pattern." Cisco waited for Barry's response.

"How can it drop to freezing then just return to normal temperature that fast?" Barry asked the question to himself and started pacing. "Did the street cams show anything?"

"No. It's like a snow storm blows by and you can't see anything."

"Check the shopping center last night."

"I already did. Nothing."

"We've got to find something. Is there a temperature change any where now?"

"No. It seems to disappear during the day."

"Well it didn't disappear. It's out there somewhere, and we are going to find it." Barry was determined to solve this mystery. "I need to get back to the crime scene. Call me when the temperature change shows up again."

"You got it buddy." Cisco started quietly punching his keyboard. "Some say the world will end in fire, some say in ice. From what I've tasted of desire I hold with those who favor fire. But if it had to perish twice, I think I know enough of hate to say that for destruction ice is also great and would suffice." Cisco said softly with a small grin on his lips.

Barry stared at him. "What?"

"I thought it was fitting. You know with the situation. Ice. Fire. It's Robert Frost, you know."

Barry smiled at Cisco and shook his head, "How long you been waiting to say that?"

Cisco laughed, "Since the first frozen guy." He smiled playfully.

"You Googled it, didn't you."

"Hey, I know stuff." Cisco turned his attention back to his computer. "But yes…I did Google it." Barry walked out of S.T.A.R labs laughing.


Barry was lost in thought in his lab. What would he do if this freezing metahuman was Caitlin? How would she react to him? Would she remember him? Would she try to freeze him? Is it something she's doing on purpose? Too many questions circled his head. He tried to distract himself with work but she was everywhere. In the lab results, in his head, and in his heart.

His phone rang and he welcomed the interruption, "Hey Cisco, what did you find?"

"I got a rapid drop in temperature on Fremont and Main. If you head there now you might be able to catch it."

"Got it. I'll keep communication open on the suit."

Barry quickly changed into his flash suit and dashed away to the location.

He scanned the area for anything unusual. "Do you see anything?" Cisco asked over the communicator.

"Not yet." He continued to search when he noticed a shadowy movement, "Wait I see something moving around in an abandoned house. I'm gonna go check it out." He flashed around to the back of the house and crept in through a side door.

The temperature in the house was dramatically lower than outside, so he knew he was on the right track. He entered a small room off the kitchen. That's when he saw the creature with the snow white hair and pale luminous skin. He stopped suddenly, taken back when she turned quickly and stared at him with her piercing icy eyes. His heart stopped at the realization of who she was. It was Caitlin. But not his Caitlin.

"The suspense is killing me bro. What did you find?" Cisco was eagerly waiting a response.

Barry was unable to move. "Cait.." he whispered quietly. A flash of recognition sparkled in her eyes.

"Wait. It is Caitlin? Holy crap!" Cisco screamed. Barry shut off his communicator. He needed to deal with her on his own.

Her lips parted into a wickedly bright smile, "Well hello there cutie. What are you all dressed up for?" Her voice rang with a chilly laughter. Barry couldn't rip his eyes away from her. He was unable to speak, his voice was stuck in his throat. He slowly reached out to her as he inched closer. He was mesmerized by her beauty. Caitlin was beautiful, but this creature in front of him was breath taking. Her cold blue eyes boar into his soul, and her pale luminescent skin was silky smooth without any blemishes. Her breasts were pushed up and accentuated by the electric blue leather corset around her. She wore skin tight black leather pants, and knee-high high heeled boots which showed off the curve of her butt and thighs.

He felt drawn to her. She curled her finger at him in a come here motion. He slowly walked up to her as if in a trance. The space between them was electrified. The air that surrounded them was palpable with the energy that radiated from them.

Barry stared at her delicious lips, he couldn't help himself, he had to feel them, kiss them. He feverishly ripped off his gloves, and caressed his thumb softly over her plum lips. They were cold but the touch burned his skin. He could see Caitlin close her eyes as he touched her.

There was something about this man that Caitlin sensed was familiar. His touch jarred something from deep inside her heart. She opened her eyes slowly and stared into his pools of emerald green, "I know you, don't I?" Her playful demeanor disappeared as her fingers lightly touched his face.

Her question knocked Barry out of his hypothesis. He blinked and shook his head as he came back to reality. "Yes." A smile appearing on his lips. "Your name is Dr. Caitlin Snow. I'm Barry Allen." Barry pulled down his cowl so she could see his face. She gently placed her cold hand against his warm cheek. The heat emanating from his body encircled her. She felt the chill that held her body captive subside.

She leaned into him and brushed her lips against his. She inhaled softly, she didn't want to take too much, a rush of electricity coursed through her melting her core. Barry let out a moan from the presence of her lips, and his body shuddered slightly from the chill of her touch. He grabbed the back of neck, pulling her in to deepen their kiss.

It had only been a few days since Caitlin "died" but it felt like an eternity to Barry. He hungrily pawed at her body, running his hands over everything he could touch. His mouth dropped to her neck and she moaned deeply. "Oh Caitlin I've missed you so much. I love you."

"I don't remember who I am. I don't remember you. But this body knows you. I can feel it. You are…familiar."

Barry pulled away from her neck, and she whimpered. He was conflicted. He love and missed Caitlin so much that he wanted to make love to her right here, right now. But she wasn't Caitlin, not really. It would be wrong to take advantage of this confused person who doesn't remember him or who she is.

"Why did you stop? That felt wonderful." She asked.

"I can't do this. You don't remember who you are, or who I am. I can't use you because I miss the woman I love." He hung his head in shame.

"I know what men want." Caitlin said, her mood changing again. "They want my body. I see it when I kiss them. They warm me up and I let them have their dirty little fantasies about me."

"What do mean you see it?"

"I get flashes of their thoughts right before I freeze them." She said calmly.

"How can you be so casual about it? You are killing these men. That makes you a murderer." Barry was getting upset that this is what Caitlin had become.

"People die everyday." She said matter-of-factly. She didn't like where the conversation was going. Even though she felt something for this man, she want to leave. She didn't want him to think of her that way.

She started walking away, but Barry grabbed her arm. He stared deeply into her cold blue eyes, "I still love you…God help me I do." he whispered and crashed his lips against hers.

Caitlin broke away from his lips, "Then prove it." She had a maniacal smile on her face and her icy voice rang in Barry's ears like a ghost of her previous self.

Barry's desire took over his reasonable thought, and he pushed her up against a nearby wall attacking her mouth with his. He ripped open her corset exposing her lustrous breasts. He stared at her pale beautiful body. Her plum colored nipples matched her luscious lips. He tilted his head and slowly lapped at her bud while grasping at the other one. Caitlin moaned from the overwhelming pleasure, she wrapped her legs around his waist and grinded her wet center against his erection.

Barry got on his knees trailing searing kisses down to her navel. He slowly unbuttoned her pants kissing a different spot with each button. Caitlin moaning with each electrifying kiss. She was losing her mind, the ecstasy and heat that coursed through her had her on the edge of explosion.

He pulled her pants down to her boots and ran his warm hands up her silky thighs to her dripping wet sex. He kissed the small patch of white hair that was exposed, and Caitlin let out an approving groan. He nestled his face between her legs and opened her slit with his tongue. Her scorching hot flesh was a stark contrast to the rest of her icy exterior. He slipped two fingers inside her hitting her sweet spot. "Oh God yes! Yes!" she screamed. She fisted her fingers in his dark hair pulling tightly as his tongue lapped furiously at her clit. Her body writhing from the euphoria that swept through her veins. She craved him. Craved his touch, his kisses, his love. She could feel a churning inside her as the pleasure built, she screamed out his name as she came in his mouth.

Barry stood back up and unzipped his Flash suit. Caitlin reached out and started stroking his hard cock. He kissed her deeply and she could taste herself on his lips and tongue, a "mmmmm" sound escaped her. She needed to feel him inside her, she turned around facing the wall and spread her legs. Barry caressed her ass cheek and gave it a small slap. Caitlin giggled at the playfulness. "Fuck me Barry. Show me how much you want me."

He positioned himself and entered her fiery slit. Barry moaned out her name as he slowly thrust in and out. "Harder…faster," she whispered. He complied. He pushed his cock into her deeper and faster. His body was on fire with an intense heat that raged inside him. He could see yellow lightning surround them as he pounded into her. They both screamed out in ecstasy as Caitlin tightened on his cock coming again. A small swirl of snow started to mix with the lightning creating a ball of energy that engulfed them. Together they had created a powerful force that shock the house around them.

Barry turned her around and picked her up, placing her between the wall and his body, "I want to see your face when you come again." He licked her lips, and she wrapped her legs around his waist and he entered again still hungry for her. She bounced on his cock with an unquenchable desire. Barry groaned out her name over and over, as her steamy wetness suckled on his cock and he came closer to reaching his climax.

As waves of pleasure crashed over her body, Caitlin stared into Barry's beautiful emerald green eyes and her mind was flooded with conflicting emotions. Hate. Friendship. Neglect. Love. Loneliness. Desire. Who am I? Why am I here? Who is this man? Do I want to hurt him? Does he want to hurt me? Do I love him? Why do I feel like I can't breath without him?

These questions clouded her mind as her body shuddered from her explosion. She squeezed her legs bringing him deeper inside her as he groaned out his release.

As they released together the circle of lightning and snow grew brighter and exploded around them. Creating a slight snow fall inside the house. Barry welcomed the cool flakes melting against his burning skin.

He rested his head against her shoulder, "I love you," he breathed out. "I want you to come back to S.T.A.R. labs with me. I think we could help you." He said slowly trying to regain his strength.

She ran a cold finger down Barry's warm chest, she was still wrapped around him. She tilted her head and hovered her mouth above his. He opened his lips slightly to kiss her but she stopped him. His eyes questioned why. She stared at every inch of his face memorizing every feature. Every line. Yes, she knew this man. She loved this man. But that was in another life. Now she was a monster. A killer. She was cold, and she had to protect him from what she has become.

"Why do think I need your help?" The ice in her voice stabbed into Barry's heart. He stared at her unable to speak. Her facial features had changed, they were ridged and unfeeling. She pushed away from him and collected her clothes. She dressed without explaining herself. Barry tried to touch her shoulder but she ice blasted him across the room. He hit the wall and landed in a heap on the floor.

Barry struggled to regain stability. What was she doing? What had he done that was so wrong? She starting walking away, when Barry said quietly "But Caitlin wait."

She stopped and stared at the dirty carpet underneath her feet, as her icy heart shattered from the pain in his voice.

She hardened her resolve, lifted her headed, and said without looking back "Don't call me that. Caitlin is dead. Call me Killer Frost."