"Would you like to have dinner tonight at my place?" Cisco asked as he and Alex made their way out of the lab for the evening. Alex smiled brightly up at him in response to the invitation.

"I'd love to," she replied. In all honesty, she felt a bit of relief by his request. Cisco was still acting uncharacteristically solemn due to the day's altercation with Killer Frost, and Alex hoped spending a bit more time together would help cheer him up.

Alex smiled to herself, standing next to Cisco's kitchen table, as she watched him frantically walk back and forth from the refrigerator to the stove.

"Is there anything I can do to help?" she asked while trying to conceal her amusement. Her question caused Cisco to come to a complete stop as he turned to face her.

"I got this," he replied confidently with a playful smirk, "you just make yourself at home," he encouraged causing Alex to quietly chuckle.

Relieved by faint signs of his usual upbeat personality, Alex nodded before turning and walking into the joining living area. The spacious room was painted a deep green accompanied by numerous windows that were covered by now closed blinds. She cautiously walked over to his desk that was decorated with various novelty items and tools she didn't recognize.

As Alex lifted her hand to run her fingers across one of the trinkets, a loud sound of pots and pans clattering to the floor caused her to jump and instantly retract her arm. She quickly turned back around to see Cisco standing next to an open cabinet with metal cookware scattered all about the floor; his previous confident facade now morphed into a look of helplessness.

"Are you sure you don't want my help?" Alex teased as she made her way back over to the pouting man. With a deep sigh, Cisco considered the offer.

"Maybe we should just order a pizza," he countered with a raised eyebrow. Alex giggled at the suggestion as she nodded her head in agreement.

"That works for me."

"So, this is your room, huh?" Alex asked as she tried to fight back her smile while looking around at all of Cisco's pop culture collectables.

"What? Are you judging me? Because it feels like you're judging me," Cisco playfully replied as he moved to stand in front of her, pizza box still in hand.

"Me? Judge you? Cisco, I would never," Alex played along, no longer being able to resist the upturned curve of her lips. Cisco stared at the woman standing in front of him, his brows furrowing in determination before quickly laying the pizza on the foot of his bed.

Alex watched as he went over to one of his bookshelves and picked up a rectangular plastic box. Cisco brought the box over to her and placed it in her hands.

"That right there is an autographed wand from Draco Malfoy, himself; Mister Tom Felton. Now, if you don't think that's cool then this," Cisco paused to point back and forth between himself and Alex, "is gonna take some work."

Alex silently rolled her eyes in response before examining the box closely.

"Ok, this is pretty cool," she agreed, looking up back with an adoring smile on her face as she handed him back the box. As she watched Cisco place the item back on the shelf, she couldn't help but be thankful that he seemed to be returning back to his lighthearted self.

"Since you brought it up, and the future of this," Alex paused, mimicking Cisco's actions as she pointed back and forth between the two of them, "relies solely on Harry Potter apparently, now might be a good time to inform you I'm a huge fan. Maybe we should turn on one of the movies while digging into this pizza?" she suggested while picking up the box and bringing it with her as she sat on a small blue sofa across from the mounted TV.

Cisco watched as she grinned up at him and patted the empty seat next to her on the couch. He lifted the palms of his hands together in front of his chest and looked up to the ceiling, mumbling a "thank you," before quickly joining her on the sofa.

Halfway through the movie, Cisco leaned forward to place the now empty pizza box on the coffee table in front of them. As he sat back, he slowly rested his arm closest to Alex around her shoulders causing her to instinctively lean into his embrace.

"How's your arm?" Cisco whispered as his fingertips lightly trailed along her bicep. She slightly lifted her head to look up at him.

"It's great. Thank you," Alex whispered in return. The two locked eyes, slowly leaning in closer to one another. Cisco rasied his free hand to cup Alex's jawline as their lips met. They shared a slow, sensual kiss before breaking apart and returning to the movie.

The exhaustion of the day began to sink in for the two as they rested comfortable against one another. Alex felt her eyes growing heavier as she snuggled closely into Cisco's warm embrace.

"Let me get this straight-" Alex watched from the corner of the room as Joe West and Cisco talked to a skinny man with dark hair and glasses.

"There's an evil speedster named Savitar who is actually a time remnant of Barry Allen, and is seeking revenge by trying to murder Iris?"

"Harry, please. I'm asking you as one father to another," Joe pled. The man, Alex now knew as Harry, stood from his desk. Slowly, Alex inched closer to the three men so she could better hear their conversation.

Harry patted Joe's shoulder and gave the officer a nod.

"I'll do everything in my power to keep her safe, Joe. Ramon, fill me in on the details so we can prepare."

"Remember, it's imperative that Barry knows nothing about this. Whatever Barry knows, Savitar knows."

Alex awoke with a jump causing the sleeping Cisco underneath her to groan. The two had fallen asleep on the tiny sofa as the movie ended.

"Cisco!" Alex exclaimed as she gently shook his shoulder. He let out another groan in response before trying to roll over away from her. Alex shook his shoulder a bit harder.

"Cisco, I need you to wake up! I think I know how we can save Iris," she informed, raising her voice a bit louder hoping that would assist in waking him from his slumber.

Her words hit Cisco like a cup of ice water. He instantly jolted up from his slumped over position on the couch.

"What did you say?" he asked, his voice still groggy from sleep.

"I think I have an idea on how to save Iris."