Author's Note: Time for my favorite Snowbarry (and maybe overall) Flash episode of all time! Karaoke night.. bring it on!

I'M SO EXCITED FOR THIS!

Sumer lovin' had me a blast. Summer lovin', happened so fast. I met a girl crazy for me. I met a boy, cute as could be.

Barry felt like he hadn't seen Caitlin all day. He knew it was weird, but he missed her. So he was very happy to walk into the Cortex and find her all alone, sipping her tea.

"Oh!" She swallowed hurriedly. "I was analyzing the particles that Clay Parker and Shawna left behind, and I found something very interest-"

Normally he would have let her finish, but she looked so good in her white blouse, hair curled, and that "Doctor gleam" in her eyes. He pressed her up against the desk and attacked her mouth with his. She squeaked in surprise but responded quickly.

All too soon, however, she was pulling away. "Barry... I was talking."

"Sorry, had to do that. Keep going." He straightened his shirt and sent her an innocent look.

She rolled her eyes. "Anyway. I found something very interesting. When Clay's cells come into contact with Shawna's, they adopt her properties."

"Huh." He looked down at the tablet, then back up at her. She was biting her lip. "Is something bothering you?"

She gave him this wide eyes, surprised look, her lip coming free of her teeth as she said, "Why would you ask that?"

"You're doing that biting your lower lip thing you do when something's bothering you." He had noticed that about her. It wasn't concentration: That was wrinkling her forehead and staring intently on whatever she was working on.

She looked surprised, and felt a tingle shoot up her spine and the intensity of his gaze. "I'm fine." She looked away, and glanced at her screen.

"Ok." Barry looked down too, and there was a pause in conversation.

Then Caitlin straightened so suddenly she startled him. "Cisco says I don't have a life."

Barry got that infuriatingly cute and annoying smirk on his face. "You don't, do you?"

"I do!" She cried, but she was grinning. "I cook and I eat and I.. read, and I help you... and sometimes we go out to dinner..."

"So what you're saying is you do everything that has nothing to do with having a life." He was just teasing her now, seeing how riled up she could get.

She mock glared at him. "You don't have to be rude about it."

"Hey, I'm not doing much better." He admitted. "My social life consists of running at superhuman speed and Netflix. And you, of course."

She titled her head, her voice going soft. "We are quite the pair, Mr. Allen."

"Yes we are, Dr. Snow." He agreed. He probably would have backed her against the desk again, but her computer beeped.

"There's an armed robbery in progress." She squinted at the screen. "2 suspects, male and female, in their 20s. Looks like our metahuman Bonnie and Clyde are at it again."

"Time to ruin their social life." He smirked. She ginned in response, and Barry pecked her lips and zoomed out.

The cut was small, just a little indent in the back of Barry's neck, but the part that scared Caitlin was that it was there at all. "This is a bullet wound." She told him gravely. "You're lucky it just barely broke the skin." She had seen him too many times already in the "unlucky" stage.

He nodded and rolled his shoulders once before shrugging up his sweatshirt. Then he turned to grin at her. "I guess I'm a lot faster then a speeding bullet."

The eye roll that came after was predictable, but his smile was contagious. She kissed the top of his head, and turned to put her swab away.

Wells came into the room, wheeling down the ramp in his chair, and Barry filled him in on what had happened. "Shawna Baez. She can teleport."

Caitlin glanced over her shoulder. "As in, Bead me up, Shawna?"

Barry shrugged, and Wells nodded his head. "Yes off course. Forman entanglement." Barry wrinkled his nose. "The ability in interconnect particles over an infinite distance." He ran a hand through his hair. "Or, as Einstein put it: Spooky action of distance."

"Every time I got close she'd disappear." Barry grumbled. "It was like we were playing a game of-"

"Peek-A-Boo!" Caitlin interrupted. The two men turned to look at her. "Come on, can't I name one?"

He shook his head in amusement. "How am I supposed to catch her if I don't know where she's gonna be?"

"Everyone has limits, Mr. Allen." Wells said wisely. "Now that we know Shawna's powers, we'll focus on those limits." He began to wheel backwards out of the room.

"Alright, let me know." Barry ran his fingers over the back of his head. "I have to change. Gotta go help Iris."

Caitlin froze. "What did you say?"

"She's writing a paper on the Flash." He grinned. "I promise- I won't be creepy."

That's not what I was thinking, Barry Allen. Caitlin mentally grumbled. But she flashed him a quick smile and turned back to her work. Fine. If he wanted to go see Iris, he could go see Iris. What did she care?

The microscope was bright in her eyes when Caitlin heard her phone ring. She picked it up. "Hey."

It was Barry. "What bars did Shawna and Clay frequent?"

Even though he couldn't see her, Caitlin frowned. "Uh.. mostly south-side dive bars. Why?"

She could almost hear Barry's shrug through the phone. Or maybe she just knew him that well. "I was just gonna check them out, see if they had fallen into any old habits. Want to come? We can make it a date." The last part was almost teasing.

"Good idea. I'll meet you in 30 minutes?"

"Sounds good." Barry hung up, and Caitlin turned away from her microscope.

Tonight was going to be about making Barry go as crazy for her as possible. She already knew what she was going to wear.

Caitlin could hear the sounds of a very drunk singer as she opened the door. She was wearing a very short, very skimpy, shiny black bar dress, and had curled her hair perfectly. Complete with the highest black heels she owned and a handbag, she was very pleased with her appearance.

Barry was sitting at a table by himself, smirking at the singer. She click-clacked up to him. He looked up. "Hey..." His smiled faded into one of shock, and he ran his eyes up and down her body in a way that made her shiver.

"What?" She asked innocently.

"What? Nothing!" He insisted, tearing his eyes away from her long legs to rest on her face. "You just look... really good. Like really good."

She grinned. "I don't always dress like a high school principal."

He laughed, then glanced around the bar. "So, this is where Shawna and Clay used to hang out."

"At least according to their files." She sat down next to him an glanced around. "I thought we could kill two birds with one stone. Look for them, and have some fun together. Without Cisco."

He smiled. "We have quite the romantic life. Fighting bad guys-"

"Nearly giving me a heart attack every week-" Caitlin added.

"Spending our alone time watching stupid movies while Joe is still in the house-"

"Getting kidnapped-"

They both started to laugh, and Barry kissed the top of her head. "What is wrong with us? We're in our 20s! We should be having fun, going on lots of dates, real dates, not crime fighting ones."

Caitlin giggled. "Maybe we can make a push to go on real dates after this one."

"Ha, yeah. Like that'll happen."

The black on her dress sparkles as Caitlin raised her glass. "Well: Here's to that hope." She chugged the glass back.

"That is.. very fast... and you drank all off it." Barry shook his head in amusement.

She felt very light and floaty now. "Excuse me!" The bar tender turned around. "I would like to start a tab." She turned to Barry and grinned. "Might as well have some fun!"

"Excuse me. Hey, dude!" The guy at the bar was completely ignoring him. He was about to try again when heard a very familiar voice yell:

"MR. BARRY ALLEN! Come on down. Or up! Come up here, with me!" Oh no. He turned slowly to find Caitlin on the karaoke stage, beaming and looking absolutely adorable... but very drunk.

He shook his head vehemently, but she only smirked. "Oh, come show 'em watch you got. Come on. Barry! Barry! Barry!" Soon the entire bar was yelling his name.

Barry closed his eyes and rubbed a hand over his face in mortification, but he ran up the steps to Caitlin. The last thing he wanted was some other guy going up there with her, and singing with her, and possibly brining her home in this drunken state-

He got up to the stage, and she placed her hand heavily on his shoulder. "Oooh, look at you go, you're so fast- oh SHHHH!"

"I'm not much of a singer." He muttered in her ear. "And you are not much of a drinker.

"We are gonna bring this place down." Caitlin assured him.

The music started, and Caitlin bopped back and forth in a way that made Barry wish that he had a video camera. Oh, you have to be kidding me... Summer Lovin'? Really?

"Get ready.." Caitlin told him. "Summer lovin', had me a blast." She was completely tone deaf. Barry wasn't sure if it was because of the alcohol, or if she really just couldn't sing, but it sounded awful. Not that he would ever tell her that. "Summer lovin', happened so fast."

"I met a girl, crazy for me." Barry sang. His face was red, but this was actually kind of fun.

"I met a boy, cute as can be." She grinned at him, and whispered. "Like you!"

He bit his lip to keep from laughing. "Summer days, drifting away," She wasn't singing, so he gestured for her to join in.

"Doo wap, oh the summer nights. Oh wella wella wella uh."

When the song finished, Barry helped a now very tipsy Caitlin down the steps and over to their table. She picked up a glass and sipped. "You're fast and you can sing? What can't you do?"

"Stop you from drinking, apparently." He teased.

She frowned. "I'm not even sure that was mine." He grinned. "I have to go to the bathroom." Caitlin said gravely.

"Ok." He watched her stumble into the crown with a faint smile. This was a very different side of his Caitlin then he had ever seen. She was more open, less serious, willing to tease and flirt and have a little fun. He liked it. It was pretty hot.

Barry closed the tab and waited for Caitlin. A young woman with dark hair and a pretty smile approached him. "Hey, Barry?"

He was instantly on alert. "How do you know my name?"

"Barry, Barry, Barry..." She reminded him.

"Oh, right. Sorry about that." He felt a blush creeping up his neck, and hoped he hadn't made to much of a fool out of himself.

"No problem. Was that your girlfriend?"

"Yeah." He nodded with a smile, glancing in the direction where Caitlin had walked off to. "Yeah, she is."

"Oh, alright." She seemed disappointed, though Barry wasn't sure why. "Well, it was nice meeting you."

"You too." He smiled and waved. Once the woman (he hadn't gotten her name, he realized) was gone, Caitlin came tottering back.

"Barry.. I don't feel good." She gave him her big puppy dog eyes, face pale, and he was on his feet, grabbing his stuff, and flashing them outside before she could blink.

While she threw up in the parking lot, Barry held back Caitlin's long hair and rubbed her back soothingly. After a lot of panting and trying to compose herself, she gingerly straightened. "You good?" Barry asked.

She winced. "You could say that."

He picked her up and flashed her to her apartment. When they arrived in the hallway she looked around. "Are we still running?" She mumbled dizzily.

"No, we're here."

The run seemed to have sobered Caitlin up some. "Vodka and Super-speed- Not a good combination."

He laughed softly, and eased the coat off of her shoulders. Caitlin tottered into her apartment, throwing her shoes in the corner, and started to talk. "So, what did you tell her?"

"Who?" Barry looked around curiously. He had only seen Caitlin's apartment once, and that was after she had been kidnapped. He hadn't really had time to see how Caitlin the whole room was. There was a neatly made bed, a clean bedside table, and an adjourning door that most likely led to another part of the apartment. It was all very neat, but homey.

"That girl. The one that came up to you after I left."

"I told her that you were my girlfriend."

"You did?!" She glanced up at him with large, bright eyes, a smile stretching across her face. "Good."

"Why wouldn't I have?" Barry asked.

"Because I wasn't sure if you considered me your girlfriend yet. I mean, we've only been on a few dates, and I wasn't sure how long it usually took you to decide that kind of stuff." She reached behind to her neck and parted her curls.

Barry turned around awkwardly, hands rubbing his neck, as she unzipped her dress. He wanted to look, but it wasn't right, especially not with Caitlin in this state.

The sound of rustling fabric stopped. "Little help please?" He turned to see Caitlin standing with her dress caught around her midsection, black bra completely revealed.

"Oh, um, yeah, yes." He used his super-speed to get it done as quickly as possible, locating her PJs, and changing her.

Caitlin tilted in surprise for a second, then glanced at the dress on the floor. "Huh. There you go again. Saving me from that evil dress."

He shook his head fondly at her drunken antics. "Get into bed."

As he pulled back the covers, she asked. "Did you sneak a peek? At my goods?"

Oh gosh, his face was so red. He hoped for her sake that she didn't remember any of this in the morning. Well, maybe the girlfriend part. He wanted her remember that she shouldn't feel insecure about their dating. She was definitely his girlfriend. "I would be much of a hero if I did."

"Yeah.." It sounded like there were 8 e's in the word. "But it's ok if you peeked a little. You deserve a peek of all that good stuff, you do."

He leaned foreword and gently kissed her forehead. "Drink lots of water."

"Thank you for tonight." She blinked sleepily. "I sang..."

Barry laughed quietly. "Anytime."

He turned to leave the room, but her voice, suddenly small and afraid murmured, "Barry? Will you stay with me until I fall asleep?"

It jarred him. For a moment he didn't see his confident Dr. Snow, but a vulnerable girl, lonely and needing him. He nodded mutely, and sat down on top of her covers. "You can come in." She patted the bed beside her. "It's ok."

So he laid down, and curled his arms protectively around her. And they both fell asleep.

When Caitlin woke up, she was very warm, and had a huge headache. The events of last night came back to her in filtered bits, but one thing she did remember was Barry falling asleep with his arms wrapped around her. So where was he now?

She saw a note propped up against a glass of water and two tablets of Advil. After gulping the latter two down, she glanced over the note.

Morning Cait,

I had to go into the Police Department early, but I will see you at STAR labs. Hope you don't feel too awful.

I had fun last night!

~ B

She nodded, satisfied, and stood groggily to get dressed.

When she walked into STAR Labs and hour later, Barry was waiting for her at the door. "Hi!"

"So loud..." Caitlin muttered. Her head was pounding like there was no tomorrow.

Barry breathed out a laugh. "Oh... I just wanted to make sure you were ok."

"Let's just say I envy your inability to get drunk." Caitlin hissed, moving very slowly down the hall. "I don't remember much from last night." She did, however, remember the important parts. Like the part where Barry told her that she was his girlfriend.

"Yeah, that's probably for the best." He got the adorably devious glint in his eyes. "Summer Lovin'..."

"Oh, gosh, that I do remember." Caitlin groaned.

Barry laughed for real this time, and she gave him a weak smile in response. They finished the walk to the Cortex together, and came in on Dr. Wells and Cisco. Barry's smile faded. "What's wrong?"

"Cisco has something he needs to tell you." Wells ground out.

"Hartley's gone." Cisco muttered.

The blood drained from Caitlin's face. No. Barry seemed to be in the same state of shock. "He escaped from the pipeline? How is that even possible?"

There was a long silence where Cisco seemed to be working up the courage to speak. "I- I let him out." He turned to Caitlin. "Are you mad? I can't tell with those glasses on."

"I'd like to yell and wave my arms but I think I'd throw up." Caitlin ground out. How could Cisco do such a thing?

The explanation he gave calmed her down enough to give him a hug, but then she turned and left the room. Barry looked like he was going to follow, but Wells called him over.

She wasn't sure if she wanted to talk to anyone right now. She was struggling inside. She forgave Cisco, and what she had assured him about it not being anyone's fault was true.. but it still hurt like a hot knife laid on her skin. She missed her brother.

Shawna had been locked up, the grief that her lover abandoned her still showing itself on her face. Barry and Caitlin turned and began to walk out, while Cisco closed the door. "Crazy is right." Caitlin commented.

Barry smiled at her. "Some people are worth being crazy for."

Caitlin bit her lip. "Uh, I'm sorry if I was a bit of a drunken mess the other night."

"Actually, it was pretty fun." He had the note in his voice that he got when he was teasing her, but she could tell he meant it.

She, honestly, agreed. "Yeah, it was. And, about what you said-"

"Oh, good. You remember that." He looked relieved. "You are my girlfriend, Cait. I'm proud of that.. even if we haven't told anyone."

Caitlin leaned up to kiss him. "I'm glad I have you. I don't know what I would do if I didn't."

"Oh, you'd figure something out." Barry smiled gently. She shrugged, and he hugged her.

Caitlin thought she might have heard him whisper 4 small words in her ear. But she couldn't be sure.

I love you, Caitlin.

Summer days, drifting away, doo-wap, oh the summer nights.

Author's Note: Whew, I honestly was worried I wasn't going to finish on time! Anyone else had a busy week? And I've been writing so much Karamel, and other things... this got a little pushed to the side :P But it is here now.

He admitted he loved her! Sort of... When do you guys think he's gonna say it?