(This chapter contains suggestive themes and sexual content, thus earning the M Rating. Readers be warned)
Cut to the infirmary.
"Well your bullet wounds are healing nicely," Caitlin muttured inspecting Jacobs chest. "But you pulled a few stitches on these lacerations."
Jacob groaned, twitching away from her prodding.
"Easy doc, they're still a little tender," he grunted, shifting away from her slightly.
"Hold still," she argued, threading a surgical needle as he groaned and laid back.
With a few quick movements and a sharp tug on the thread, accompanied by a sharp intake of breath from Jacob, she pulled the skin together and finished.
"Don't go pulling these ones or you're going to be redoing them yourself," she threatened waving the forceps and then smiling at him.
"Leaving me already eh?" he asked, laying a strip of gauze over the fresh stitches.
"I have to get back to central city," She replied, taping the gauze down and looking up into his eyes; she paused, smiling sweetly.
Without warning, he kissed her passionately. She broke the kiss, stepping back and gasping. The look on her face was somewhere between arousal and shock. He reached for her hand, only for her to instinctively take a step backward, tripping over her feet. Her right hand flew backwards and smacked on top of the suture tray where the needle sat, stabbing into her flesh. The tray flew across the room and clattered to the floor as she hit the ground with a grunt. Instantly her hair started to melt from its usual chestnut brown to snow white.
Killer Frost stood up and ripped the needle from her hand, her skin repairing itself in a wisp of steam. Anger shown on her now deathly pale face.
"You kissed me," she growled. "Did i say you could kiss me?"
"Nope," he replied grinning.
She stepped up beside the bed and grabbed him by the throat, bringing his face directly in front of hers.
"Do it again," she commanded.
He obeyed, kissing her deeply, enjoying the cool tingle of her lips. She moaned softly into his mouth, letting go of his throat and running her fingers through his hair. He pulled her closer as she shrugged off her lab coat and straddled his lap. With his hands, he slipped underneath her shirt, tracing the skin on her sides. The cold radiated off her firm yet delightfully soft skin. She broke the kiss, placing a cold finger devilishly on his lips. In one quick motion, she ripped off her shirt and threw it down to the floor, her snow white hair drifting back down to her shoulders. Without so much as a word, she attacked his lips, moaning as she went. His hands went back to her skin, starting at her sides and making their way up to her chest. With deft precision, his right hand unsnapped her bra and used his left to lift it from her chest. Her supple breasts lay bare as he gently caressed the skin underneath them before cupping them both. With a slight squeeze, he was gifted the most wonderful sounds from her lips; she shuddered and moaned deeply into his kiss. In return, she ran her hands down both sides of his back, causing him to wince when her finger nails raked too close to the exit wounds.
"Poor birdy," she sighed, breaking the kiss.
She pushed him back down against the bed and leaned down. Starting at the top of his shoulders, she kissed her way down his chest, getting ever so close to each wound. He winced, then moaned as she breathed her icy breath over them. She giggled evilly and continued trailing icy kisses down his stomach and started to pull down the waistline of his sweatpants.
"Wait," he groaned, grabbing her hands. "What about Caitlin…"
"Relax," she breathed, smiling mischievously. "She wants this just as bad, even if she is too chicken to say it."
With one last kiss right above his waistline, she pulled on the top of his sweatpants.
"Something wrong doc?" he asked hesitantly.
She shook her head and blinked a few times. Get a hold of yourself Snow, she thought, he's a total stranger!
"Your right eye looks a little dilated," she lied, pulling out an ophthalmoscope and shining the light from it into his eye. "Are you experiencing any blurred vision or any ocular haze?"
"Uh, no more than usual?" he stated blinking away the water in his eye.
"I'd like to get your eyes checked, i don't think you would have any retinal scarring from the breach." she admitted.
"I'm sure Felicity's got some sort of machine around here that'll do it," he muttered.
"Sadly i won't be here to help," she said with a shrug. "Barry needs Cisco and i back in star city."
"Well i hope i'll see you soon," he smiled at her, touching her hand.
"A good doctor always does a follow up exam," she replied smiling and giving his hand a gentle squeeze. "Take it easy for a few days."
"You got it doc," he sighed, sinking back into the bed.
She headed for the elevator, hitting the button and stepping in.
"Don't pull those stitches!" she called threateningly as the doors closed.
He closed his eyes and gave into exhaustion.
Oliver stepped out of the elevator and walked up behind Felicity as she sat at her computers, typing away.
"Anything new on our friend?" He asked kissing her on the top of her head and giving her shoulder a squeeze.
"I think Caitlin sedated him," she replied taking is hand into hers and leaning back against him. "Hes sleeping right now. Caitlin and Cisco headed back just a few minutes ago, something about Barry needing them in Central City as soon as possible."
"Did you find out anything on those names i gave you?"
"Did i find anything?" she laughed sarcastically. "If a person exists, i can find almost everything about them."
With a few quick keystrokes, 7 peoples faces showed up on screen.
"There's only 7 files here," Oliver pointed out, glancing at the screen.
"That's because the 8th doesn't exist," she grumbled. "What kind of name is Tula, anyway?"
Oliver just shrugged.
"Well the first 3 we know," she said pointing to the first three profiles. "Roys in hiding, Helena is in jail, and Harrison wells from our earth is reported dead. I double checked with Barry and as far as he knows Wally is out traveling. Now Ted Kord you should know."
"Head of Kord industries," he muttered.
"Bingo, i don't see him becoming a vigilante anytime soon. Although with how much we've broken into his facilities that could change. But these last two, "she said pointing to the picture of a young man and a redheaded teen girl. "There's nothing that sticks out. Both are from Gotham, both regular kids aside from her winning a computer club recognition four years in a row."
"You sound a little jealous," he laughed.
"Me? As if…" she shot back. "With what i've got down here to handle, who needs awards."
"Are they worth recruiting," he interrupted.
"Ted Kord would be a valuable asset," she admitted. "It'd be a lot easier to get our hands on some of his technology if we didn't have to break into his labs. Since your the mayor, maybe you could work some kind of deal out with him and not have to reveal your vigilante side to him?"
He nodded and muttered agreement.
"As for the Gotham kids. I wouldn't know for sure, I hear Gotham's a really rough city. Let me do some more digging and see what i can find out." She chattered away, typing.
"Wheres Thea?" he asked, not seeing her on the infirmary camera.
"Out," Felicity shrugged. "She said she needed some air and would be back in the morning."
"Felicity it's almost noon," he laughed.
She stopped typing and looked down at the clock in the corner of her screen.
"Well crap," she sighed, stomach grumbling. "Here i thought i was just being a fatass for being hungry again…"
"I'll bring you back something in a bit," he said kissing her forehead and heading for the elevator.
"Give Thea a call, i hope she didn't get too spooked from all of this and run off."
"I will," she replied picking up her phone and dialing a number. "Big Belly burger!"
He smiled and waved as the doors shut in front of him. After a few minutes, the doors opened again and Thea stepped out, a small knapsack in her hands.
"Hey i just tried to call you," Felicity called, not looking up from her computer.
"Oh, i turned my phone off," she mentioned sheepishly. "With everything going on i needed some time to myself, even took off from the office."
"What's in the bag?" Felicity asked, nodding.
"Some of Ollies old clothes. He only wears two suits these days anyway," she replied looking at his Green Arrow costume. "Figured Jacob would be getting tired of the infirmary and needed a change of clothes."
"Someone's got a whole lot of interest in our new mystery man," Felicity teased, wiggling her eyebrows.
She hung the bag over the railing around the platform and sat down beside Felicity and sighed.
"There's just something about him," she said, shaking her head and fidgeting with the ring around her necklace. "Plus those pictures and this ring…"
"You kept his wedding ring?" Felicity asked nodding to it in her hands.
"He asked me to keep a hold of it," she answered, dropping it and letting it dangle on her chest. "When i look into his eyes...i just…."
Felicity giggled and stopped typing.
"Your brother has that effect on me as well," she offered. "Maybe you're…"
"Nuh uh," Thea interrupted. "I thought we had an agreement, after Roy, we don't use the L word anymore."
"Im just saying…" Felicity started, smiling.
"Im going to take these down to him," Thea replied cutting her off, grabbing the bag and heading for the elevator.
"You might be!" Felicity called as the doors shut.
There's no way, Thea thought as the elevator groaned into a descent.
With a quiet ding and a lazy groan, the elevator stopped and Thea stepped into the infirmary. Aside from the metronomical beeping of the heart monitor, there was no sound in the room. Jacob lay back on the bed, asleep as far as Thea could tell. She silently sat the bag down on the end of the bed and made her way over to the chair which she had spent many of the last few nights asleep in. With a sigh she sat down, playing with the ring around her necklace aimlessly. Maybe Felicity's right, she thought staring at him. Maybe i am….don't say it Thea. He's just a very interesting mystery to unravel. She dropped the ring, letting it settling around her cleavage and shook her head.
"You're staring," he whispered sleepily, startling her slightly.
"Oh, sorry," she apologized, looking away sheepishly.
"It's fine," he laughed, stretching and wiping the sleep from his eyes.
"I brought you some clothes," she said, pointing to the bag. "Figured you might want to get out of this infirmary, there's even a pair of shoes in there, not sure if they'll fit."
"That sounds like a damn good idea," he laughed, standing up and reaching for the bag. He dumped the contents on the bed, picking up a faded pair of blue jeans and a black t-shirt.
"I'll give you a little privacy," Thea muttered, standing up and heading to the elevator. "Unless you need a hand?"
"Nah i think i can manage."
She nodded, stepped into the elevator and shut the door.
He stepped out of the sweatpants he had on carefully, hanging them over the bed and pulling on the jeans. They were a little loose but after digging through the bags pockets, he found a belt that would fit. With a groan, he unzipped the hoodie and shrugged it off, taking care not to move too fast and pull on the fresh stitches. He carefully pulled on the shirt, finding out it fit quite well, accenting the lines of his torso. He tried on the shoes, finding them to be about a half size too big but fit enough to wear. He grabbed the hoodie off the bed and walked over to the elevator, opening it with a push of a button.
Theas eyes lit up at seeing him. She took a minute to look him over, enjoying the accented lines from the t shirt.
"Wow," she muttered, eyeballing him. "You look good."
"You sound surprised?" he laughed.
"Well i mean you were pretty torn up," she backtracked, smiling. "You shouldn't need that, its pretty nice out today."
"Where we headed?" he asked, tossing the hoodie back to the bed right before the elevator doors shut.
"Well that depends," she replied, hitting a button on the elevator and causing it to ascend. "Are you hungry?"
"Absolutely." he affirmed, stomach growling in time.
"Ever have Big Belly Burger?" she asked laughing.
"There's one on every earth apparently." he joked.
They stepped out of the elevator seeing Felicity at her computers like usual. She waved to them both, only looking up from her screens for a moment. She let out a quiet whistle as they walked by, causing Thea to glare are her and Felicity to wink back. The couple then got into the primary elevator and away they went.
"She totally is," Felicity muttered to herself, smiling.