The next day, Astrid staggered into the office on the 97th floor and slumped down into Cisco's seat, putting her water bottle down on the desk. She was wearing sunglasses and holding her head in her hands. "I'm never drinking again… I should have given everyone a day off, today."

"Yeah… you should have. Even Oliver and Felicity were taking today off." Cisco agreed as he walked in after her. "Any word on Caitlin?"

"Barry said that he and Ronnie had some news… but… but…" Astrid started, but she had to turn her head into the bin, beside the desk, to vomit.

"I wonder how many other people go to work with their drunk boss in the mornings…" Cisco said with a laugh as he rubbed her back and shoulders.

"…and I wonder how many of them have been best friends with their boss since high school… and for your information, I've had two hours of sleep, so I'm hungover… not drunk!" she said, after she was sure that was the last of her being sick.

She moved the keyboard to the side of the computer and rested her face onto her arms, though her bracelet sunk hard into her already pounding head, so she removed it.

Cisco, who still had his hands on her shoulders, was about to ask her what she was saying about Barry and Ronnie when he had a vision. But the vision felt like a memory, one that he was certain with every ounce of him had never happened in his lifetime.

It felt like another life, but it felt real at the same time. It was a life where he and Astrid were together and not just as close friends, but past that. They were together and clearly in love. Astrid tensed up and he was certain that she had read his mind at that moment, and had seen it too.

"Just wait 'til the two of you hear this…" Barry announced, loudly on entering the room.
Cisco jumped from where he was standing and Astrid's head shot up from the desk. "Do you have to yell so loud, Barry?" she snapped, as she turned her head to be sick again. Ronnie had followed Barry into the office.

"Is she ok?" Barry asked Cisco, referring to Astrid's head hovering over the bin.
"She and Oliver had a drinking contest last night." Cisco replied.

"How'd she fair?" Barry asked.

"Quite well, actually." Cisco said, with a smile.

Astrid raised her head from the bin. "I drank Ollie under the… under the…" she started as she began vomiting again.

"Under the table…" Cisco finished for her. "He actually fell off his chair while she was still sitting… leaning, if you want to get technical… but still upright."

"Hurrah!" Astrid said, raising both her hands in the air as if to be claiming a victory.

"So, what's the news on Caitlin?" Cisco asked.

Caitlin walked into the room and noticed that nearly everyone's eyes were on her. "What's going on?" she asked. "Is Astrid ok? You're not pregnant are you?" she asked referring to the bin on her lap, and then looking over at Cisco.

"God, no!" Astrid declared, "that would be impossib..sib… sible!" Astrid replied, holding back more vomit.

"Well then, what is it?" Caitlin asked. Ronnie awkwardly placed his arm over his wife's shoulder and led her away from the group, to talk to her in private. Barry stayed with Cisco and Astrid.

"So…" Barry began, "Killer Frost emerged last night… I think in defense to stop Amunet from hurting Caitlin."

"Is Caitlin ok?" Astrid asked, forgetting that she had just walked into the room.

"Yes… she's fine… but it seems that Amunet and Killer Frost are actually a couple." Barry explained.

"But Caitlin is with Ronnie and she loves Ronnie and she wouldn't cheat on him," Astrid replied, confused.

"Yeah… but Killer Frost isn't actually Caitlin… she is someone else entirely." Barry said.

"Oh? Oh…hmm…" Cisco reacted, unsure as to what to say next.

"My head hurts!" Astrid replied. "That's just too much to consider for one day… Cisco… Can you drive me home, please?"

At that moment, the three of them were certain that Ronnie had just finished explaining everything to Caitlin, as they heard her gasp and say "Oh my god…. Seriously? But… Huh!"