100 Ways
94. You can do it.
"How is it," Eddie murmured without turning around, "that even with super speed you're always late to things?"
Barry grimaced. He'd hoped Eddie wouldn't notice him sneaking into the crime scene and pretending like he'd been there the whole time. Thankfully Joe was the lead on this case, not Singh, who always made a big deal about him being late.
"Super speed also comes with super distractions," Barry offered as an excuse.
Eddie stood up from where he was hunched over the spray of glass and drops of blood and turned to face him. "I think that's just your ADD."
"That too."
They grinned at each other, and Barry felt the urge to kiss him right there, but he restrained himself. First, they'd never hear the end of it from the other officers, but they'd also have to stop by HR, and he'd made it a mission to go there as little as possible.
It had been about three weeks since he told Eddie his big Flash secret, and things have been better than ever. There was no more lying, no more guilt. Everything was out in the open between them now: his family's past, everything with Iris, and now his alter ego. Eddie knew everything, and he hasn't run away or given up on him. Barry's heart swelled with happiness beyond anything he thought he could ever feel.
"You want to get a closer look?" Eddie asked, nodding at the droplets of blood on the glass shards and the concrete, leading away from the break-in.
"Yeah, just let me—" Barry started fiddling with his CSI kit to get gloves out, but before he could, every single drop of blood suddenly incinerated itself, leaving little charred spots all over the pavement.
Barry and Eddie were silent for a stunned moment.
"Did they already take a sample?" Barry asked.
Eddie nodded to a spot behind Barry, and he turned to see an officer tentatively holding a now partially melted-evidence bag with a smoldering swab inside of it. Joe caught Barry's eye, and he watched his adoptive father heave a massive sigh and shake his head in disbelief.
"Well," Eddie said, stepping closer and clapping Barry on the shoulder. "I believe this is your team's area of expertise, Mr. Flash." He whispered the last words, and Barry got goosebumps down his arms.
"How am I supposed to track a criminal who can remotely light their blood on fire?" Barry asked.
"Oh, I have no idea," Eddie said, shrugging. "But you can do it. Or rather, Cisco and Caitlin can."
Barry tried elbowing him, but Eddie leapt out of the way.
"Too slow," he said with a wink.