"Well, everything checks out... all your vitals are normal now. You don't seem to have any symptoms of... well, anything." Caitlin declared.
"Ok, that's... good, right?" Cisco put in.
"It's not good or bad... yet." Caitlin answered.
"So, how do we figure this out?" Barry asked, his hands folded as he sat at the edge of the gurney.
"I'll keep analyzing these tests for anything that might show up." Caitlin answered again. "Your protein count is a little low, but nowhere near energy depleting." She tapped at her screen a few times, bringing up graphs and tables of statistics and numbers, "That's the only abnormality... I don't get it." She whispered under her breath.
"So, Barry just... lost his energy for a moment, then recovered almost instantly?" Cisco suggested.
"Something like that."
"But, whatever it was that caused it medically... we don't know what caused it energy wise." Barry added.
"That's true." Caitlin bit her lower lip, her eyebrows scrunched in determination. "It could be really... anything, I don't see any irregularities in your dark matter measures, it doesn't look like it was a psychic attack or... an attack of any kind."
"Ok, so... the speed force took a nanosecond nap? Do extradimensional forces take naps?" Cisco wondered aloud.
"I don't think so Cisco." Caitlin disconfirmed.
"All the same, I think I'm gonna work on that tachyon enhancer, it might come in handy if we find anything new." Cisco announced. He walked away, out of the med lab, foot steps trailing away.
"Barry, what's your diet been like in the past week?"
"Only what you've order me to eat." Barry grumbled. Speedster food wasn't really very good and got old fast.
"I don't get it... I just don't get it." Caitlin bit her lip harder, working diligently through all the the test results to find a problem.
"Caitlin, are you alright?"
"Of course, why?" Caitlin responded without looking up from the screens.
"Well, you fell pretty hard, you seemed rather stunned."
"No, no, I'm alright, after all, you caught me." She absentmindedly answered.
"Cait." Barry took Caitlin's hand in his own, drawing her attention from her work. "Really, you seem... off." His voice showed worry and concern, the main thing catching Caitlin's attention away.
"What are you getting at?" Caitlin questioned.
"I'm just worried-"
"That I was blown back a few feet by a bit of wind?" Caitlin practically scoffed.
"Cait..."
"Barry, I'm fine, I'm busy trying to figure out what happened to you."
"..Ok.."
Caitlin turned back to her computer, bringing up another graph of stats. "I don't see why you'd be worried about me when it was you who had the accident." Barry hung his head sheepishly, here he was sitting in front of the women he knew he loved but couldn't say, the women he was worried about but who was too busy worrying over him to see.
"You should stay overnight, just to be safe. I'll stay to keep working on and analyzing this information."
"Cait-"
"Barry, doctors orders." Caitlin's steely stone told Barry that there was no arguing this time.
"Alright Caitlin." Barry stood and trudged into the cortex. Caitlin worked into the night, relentlessly searching for even the smallest difference or change in Barry's health and physique. She'd take care of him, she'd promised herself she'd take care of him, and she meant it.