Ok so I apologize for this extremely short chapter but I do have a much longer one coming up soon so get excited.
"Barry!" Iris yelled and the group ran to where he lay, in the middle of the race track, unconscious.
"Please tell me you guys all saw that?" Cisco said as Iris leaned over the speedster's body.
"You mean the fact that he can run faster then any speedster ever, or that his lightning changed colors like a kaleidoscope?" Caitlyn asked, looking at her tablet screen.
"Both" Cisco said. "How are his vitals?"
"They were good... until they slipped. Did he eat today, Iris?" Caitlyn asked.
"Actually no" Iris said, remembering how that morning breakfast had been a quiet one as Barry hadn't been in a talking mood and quietly sipped on a cup of black coffee, something that he hated before he went into the Speedforce.
"He was running so fast, must be why he fainted" Cisco said, just then Barry began to stir. Slowly opening his eyes, he sat up.
"Fast?" He murmured.
"Yeah buddy" Cisco told him. "You ran super fast, and then you passed out" he added.
"Sorry" Barry said quietly.
"Don't be" Cisco said, helping him stand up but Barry wasn't steady on his feet.
"Let's get you back to the cortex" he said, letting his friend lean on him for balance while using his other hand to open a portal.
"Joe, what do you think about pasta for tonight?" Cecile called from the kitchen, while Joe sat on the sofa, a newspaper in hand. Except he wasn't reading the paper and he wasn't answering Cecile, because he was currently lost in thought.
"Joe?" Cecile asks, as she sat down next to him. "You're thinking about Barry" she guessed.
"I'm always thinking about it Barry" Joe said putting down the neglected paper. "You know Singh talked to me today and after Barry left" he said and she could tell that this is what Joe's been wanting to talk about.
"What happened?" Cecile asked.
"Told me he'd get a team on Barry's case, but he also gave me a list of therapists that specialize in PTSD and trauma" Joe looked up.
"What're you thinking?" She asked.
"That maybe, I don't know, a therapist might be a good idea" He told her.
"How's he been Joe?" Cecile asked. "I mean, since waking up" she thought of how he appeared a month ago at CCPD, confused in his mind.
"He's still so lost" Joe admitted, "And Iris, she's trying so hard with him but it's like half the time he's in his own head".
"It's only been a couple of days, you should give him time" Cecile said.
"And if time doesn't help?" Joe asked but Cecile had no response.
"Come on" Joe eventually said. "Lets go set up for dinner, Iris and Barry will be here any-" but just then Joe's cell rang. "Hello?" He asked. "Hey Iris...oh ok...no, it's fine. Good night" Joe said putting down his cell.
"I take it Barry and Iris aren't coming?" Cecile asked.
"No, they had a bad day, Iris said there just gonna stay home" Joe said sadly.
"Another night" Cecile reassured.
"Yeah, another night" Joe repeated, as he leaned down on her shoulder.