A/N: Yes, this used to be ''Come back to me'' but with a new title. The truth is that because I was in such a hurry to post the first chapter and I wasn't sure if I was going to write the whole story, I didn't give enough time to my brain to come up with a good fitting name. Thanks for the person who voted that title among the 3 suggestions I putted on my writing account.

This title is going to stick around 'til the end, promise!

"No!" Iris yelped in obvious distress, "Caitlin, do something!" She screamed, not that she really needed to say anything as Caitlin was already in full doctor mode, taking a closer look at her patient's other vitals.

"How did this happen?" asked Cisco on the verge of a panic attack. Did he just kill his best friend by taking him in the future? It couldn't be his fault, there's no way. This never happened before... unless it was his fault? Just the possibility had his stomach turning upside down.

"Not now, Cisco! Give me some damn space to work." Caitlin snapped aggressively, as she pressed her fingers against her unresponsive friend's wrist, silently searching for a beating. She sighed in relief; it was weak, but it was there. ''Come on, Barry, don't do this.''

A sudden bang just behind the group had Iris screaming in surprise and turning around at the sparks of electricity now surrounding the computers that were used to follow Cisco and Barry's vitals. The monitor went completely black in the next moment, smoking and crackling. Like they didn't have enough problems now... thank God for the fact that both Barry and Cisco were now disconnected from the monitor.

Barely glancing at the malfunctioning equipment, Caitlin tilted Barry's head back and opened his mouth before breathing two times in his lung. While doing the resuscitation manoeuvre, she was closely watching the hero's chest rising and falling for a moment before returning just as still as before. Was all of this because he hit his head, twice, during his seizure? Or was it something more? Whatever it was, the questions could wait until Barry was breathing again on his own. Repeating the manoeuvre another time, the doctor's nose creased at the new odor suddenly hitting it. Was it... smoke? A fire?

Taking her eyes off her patient, just for one quick moment, she turned around to witness H.R. running to grab to closest extinguisher in the room while there was indeed small flames and more smoke coming out of the ruined computer. Caitlin growled in frustration; not exactly in the best environment to revive someone who couldn't take a single breath on his own. Pressing once again her delicate fingers on the CSI's skin, she gasped in horror.

"His heart stopped!" She screamed in a rising panic.

As if on cue, a yellow trail of lightning appeared and stopped at the door of the breach room. Wally.

"Dad's upstairs and he's…" whatever he was about to say died in his throat when he became aware of all the action in the room, "what's…"

"Medbay, now!" Screamed Caitlin to the youngest speedster.

She barely had the time to finish what she was about to say before she suddenly found herself standing up exactly where she wanted to be with her patient lying flat on the bed right in front of her. Caitlin also mentally thanked Wally when she noticed the speedster had somehow taken the beige jacket off her patient.

"Come on Barry. Fight!" She ordered as she felt her heart pumping violently in her chest. Seizing a pair of scissors from the table and hurrying the last step that was now separating the doctor from her patient, she frowned as she noticed what looked like a burn mark on the side of the young hero's head. It was exactly right where he had his headset moments earlier.

Examining that wound will have to wait for later as she returned to her task of cutting away the shirt and starting compressions, counting them aloud. 1… 2… 3… 4... 30. Rushing back to Barry's head, she gave him once more two artificial breaths as she felt her throat starting to burn with fear and doubt.

What if they couldn't resuscitate him?

"Let me help." Cisco's voice came from behind her, almost causing the doctor to jump out of her skin; when'd he enter the room?

"Prepare the defibrillators and the pads!" She ordered, looking around while thinking and planning her next actions. Every second was counting. Briefly looking at the window separating the medical bay from the other room, she spotted Joe standing on the other side of it with confusion and dread striking his features and she made eye contact with the man. His face was filled with the same horror overwhelming his children's expressions as both Iris and Wally were standing on each side of their father. In that moment, each member of the West family was anxiously waiting and observing each movement being made in the other room.

The Detective could barely breathe as he was witnessing the scene. What the hell happened? He wasn't gone that long and Barry wasn't wearing his red suit, so that meant his son wasn't attacked while defending the city as The Flash, unless he got caught by surprise by a metahuman looking to hurt some civilian? No, Joe would've learned about something like that at the station. Not to mention there was no blood or horrible injuries in sight. Was there a threat walking around in the lab? Everyone else looked fine, physically speaking. It was with a weird detachment that Joe continued to watch the next events unfolding in front of his eyes, feeling his limbs going numb from the shock, almost as he wasn't in control of his body or even in it. His mind almost felt like it was floating above the team as it was trying to make sense of the orders the doctor was giving to her friend and watching them struggle to bring some life into his too-still son. It wasn't until after 4 sets of compressions and three tries with the defibrillators that the young scientists finally let out a collective sigh of relief.

"We have a pulse." Caitlin sighed in relief, loud enough for her public to also hear it. Except, that joy ended up being short-lived as the next words sent Joe's heart sunken once more in dread, "dammit, he's still not breathing. We're gonna have to intubate," stated Caitlin, making the split-second decision.

With her expert hands - wait, was the blood on them? - she quickly inserted a tube down the hero's throat with skilled precision before setting up the ventilator that was going to pump the precious gas into the speedster's lungs 'til his body would get better. Because, yes, Barry was going to heal and rebound from… from whatever was happening to him. When Cisco walked out of the room to let his friend examine her patient, looking exhausted, Joe moved closer to the door to meet the engineer. Before the detective even had time to open his mouth, Cisco was already talking;

"Joe, I'm so sorry, it's all my fault."

His fault? Wait, what?

"How did this happen? I came to tell you that Plunder escaped…did he attack here?"

"I shouldn't have tried to take him in the futu-" Oh uh, he shouldn't have said that, Cisco should have definitely not said that.

Looking past Barry's foster dad, Cisco's glance met Iris' as she was frenetically moving her hands above one another, from right to left and back. Oh crap, that's right, Joe didn't know and was never supposed to know about Iris' supposedly future's murder in a couple of months. Too late to take that back now…

"Wait, what future? What are you talking about?" Joe's eyes moved around, from one person to another. His glances moved from both his children to Cisco and back, all of them were wearing the same guilty features.

Ah damn.

***FLASHFLASHFLASH***

The cortex was filled with complete silence the instant Iris, Cisco and Wally finished telling Joe about the future, about what was about to happen on the morning of May 23th.

"How long have you known?" Joe asked eventually when he finally recovered his ability to speak, angrily looking from one person to another as they all uncomfortably looked down in guilt. Secrets had always been their thing, and none of these secrets never ended well, no matter if the intentions behind them were good or not.

"How long?" Shouted Joe, repeating his question after a few minutes when nobody was offered any answers.

"A few weeks, Joe." Cisco spilled out finally, carefully avoiding eyes contact as he leaned over the cortex desk.

"And you're just telling me now? This is my daughter's life we're talking about and now you put my son's life in danger too because of your recklessness!" He said angrily, walking away to face the red suit instead of the people he was talking with.

"Joe... we can fix this," reassured Cisco, attempting to regain the detective's attention while fearing they might've lost the man's respect. Cisco and both the man's children closely looked at each of Joe's movements as he was scratching his beard and fighting back the anger and dread inside of him.

"We're not going to let this happen, any of it. We're not going to let Iris die, nor will Barry. They'll both be fine.'' Wally intervened, supporting his friends, "we'll make sure of it."

"How did this happen?" Asked Joe finally, turning around and pointing with shaky hands at the medical room where his son was now lying unconscious and unable to even breathe on his own.

"It's possible that because of what we did, me and Barry vibing together, while staying in contact with the computers caused the systems to overload and send the electrical surge at Barry. I think the jolt Barry's brain received is what cause him to seize," theorized Cisco, closing his eyes and massaging his forehead. It wasn't making any sense, they had to be missing something.

"But…" the engineer added, needing to reassure the older man as much as he needed to comfort himself. "Barry was fine in my future vibe, so we know he'll be ok."

"Unless you already changed that by going in there." Joe pointed out gloomily.

That was one terrifying thought, but one they should all consider even if pointing that out caused a lump to form in Iris' throat. It's not what they wanted when they planned to change the future, unless… could what was happening to Barry lead to avoid her own death? What that the twisted way of the universe to get back at them from trying to change their fate?

"I could go back in there and try to see if Barry is fine," proposed Cisco, straightening himself up, determination flashing in his eyes. There was no way he was going to let his friend's fate up to luck.

"Uh huh… bad idea." Wally replied instantly, "as much as I want to make sure Barry will be ok, we can't risk sending you back. We don't even know what went wrong just yet, you might end up like Barry."

"I don't think so," protested Cisco, already walking away to search where he put down his goggles last time, forcing everyone else to turn around and follow his movements, "Like I already said," he briefly turning around to face the team, "I never should've used the wires to connect myself with Barry, we should've used direct contact. That's why he got electrocuted. I'll be safe if I go alone."

A thought stuck Iris; what if... what if it wasn't Cisco's fault or an equipment malfunction? What if she was the real reason behind all of this? Cisco was always saying how he needs to stay in contact with whoever he's vibing with, what if the problem happened when she disconnected her boyfriend from the computer?

"You guys don't think that it's all because of me?" She said numbly, her eyes widening. '' I'm the one who broke that connection between you and Barry, while you were still using your powers with him."

Considering the possibility for a second, Cisco rubbed his chin before dismissing it, "no, it's wasn't you, he was already seizing before you intervened. Not to mention…"

His sentence was cut-short when Caitlin walked out of the medical room and approached the group with a grave expression on her face. Within seconds, the doctor found herself surrounded.

"Is he-"

"He's still on the ventilator, but his vitals are stable for now," she answered mechanically, "he's stable," she repeated like a broken record as if she was hoping that repeating it would convince herself.

''Cait, what aren't you telling us?'' Asked Cisco, picking up ion his friend's hesitation.

Of course, she was never going to get away with anything but the truth, not with Cisco around: ''He's in a coma. '' She announced, looking down.

A/N: Leave a comment and please don't kill me ;P