"Hey Linda," Doctor Light said, some apprehension in her voice as she saw Linda sitting in the chair next to her bed. "How'd you know I was here?"

Linda just let her lips curl slightly.


Two hours earlier…

Linda was watching on the news the reports of the Flash and the CCPD getting things under control from her desk at Central City Picture News. She was feeling better about the whole situation, mostly like the world wasn't going to come to an end. Though if she were honest with herself, she was partly bummed about not being able to help.

Then again, Iris wasn't totally wrong, she thought. As tough as those gloves would've made me, I probably would've lasted all of five minutes out there, and that's if I was lucky.

"Hey, Park, answer your phone," she heard one of the other reporters shout at her. She looked down at her desk and realized that she'd been so focused on the footage on TV that she hadn't heard her phone. She grabbed it quickly when she saw Iris's picture on the screen.

"Hello?"

"Linda are you okay?" came Iris's voice, the terror in it making Linda nervous.

"Yeah, why?"

"My Dad just got a call from one of the injured officers over Central City Memorial. He said he saw you on one of the beds unconscious."

"Are you sure he didn't just see someone who looked like me? Or that the cop wasn't high from pain killers?" Linda asked confused.

"The guy was pretty certain," Iris told her. "He knows that I know you, so he called my Dad, who called me."

Linda was shaking her head, not that Iris could see it. "Well he was probably just seeing things; I've been at CCPN all night watching the fallout."

"Well alright, I just wanted to make sure you didn't make good on your word to try and get here so you could help."

"Don't worry, I came to my senses, no heroics for me," she joked.

"Good, I don't need another person to worry about right now. Later," Iris said as she hung up.

Linda put down her phone and thought about the conversation. Why would they think I was the one at the hospital, she thought. Being recognized came somewhat natural to her since she still had people who remembered her being a TV reporter before coming to work at CCPN. It's a mistake, she thought. Just someone who looks like me.

Then she looked back at one of the TVs and remembered that most of Zoom's army was from Earth-2. Just like…

"Oh my God," she gasped. "It couldn't be, could it?" she asked herself. She began to gather her things and pulled her purse onto her shoulder. Before anyone could stop her, Linda was rushing out the door and to her car.


"And they just let you back here?" Doctor Light asked.

"I told the guy up front my twin was brought in, even I couldn't believe he just opened the door without asking for some ID, or even a name," Linda said in genuine amazement.

"Honest people believe that everyone else is honest at a basic level," Doctor Light informed her. "So they're more trusting than they should be."

"Is that how you've stayed hidden so long?"

Doctor Light didn't want to answer. Not because Linda was correct, which she was to a degree, but because she didn't want to start answering more questions. Luckily, the hospital once again saved her.

"Excuse me, ma'am, I'm sorry to interrupt," came the voice of a hospital employee who had pulled open the curtain. Linda and Doctor Light looked over and saw a guy who looked to be in his late twenties. Both of them could tell that he wasn't a nurse or doctor since he didn't have on scrubs or a lab coat. "Hi, my name's Jeff, I'm from admitting, just need to get some information from you."

"I'm being admitted?" Doctor Light asked concerned.

"No", Jeff shook his head. "But you were unconscious when you were brought in, so all we have is your first name. So let's start with…last name?"

"Hoshi."

Linda looked over at Doctor Light, a wide-eyed expression on her face.

"Okay," Jeff said writing it down. "And do you have insurance?"

"Yeah, but I don't have the card. I was at a neighbor's place so…oh wait, I was here a couple months of ago for a work injury, could you look it up?"

"Yeah, just go ahead and write down your social right here so we can look you up in the system," Jeff said as he handed Doctor Light the clipboard he was carrying. Once Doctor Light handed back the clipboard, he looked between both girls. "Twins?" he asked, trying to make it sound playful.

"No, she can't stand me actually," Doctor Light answered sarcastically while pointing at Linda.

Jeff chuckled and left.

"You've been busy," Linda told her once she was sure Jeff was out of earshot. Doctor Light looked at her askance. "New name – Hoshi?"

"What? We're Asian. It has a nice ring with 'Kim'. And no one would ever suspect that name to ever become an alias."

"What about the social?"

"Earth-1 and Earth-2 aren't that different when it comes to coming up with a new identity. You just have to know what you're doing," Doctor Light told her. "And I do."

"But for me, the most shocking thing seems to be, well…you have insurance?" Linda asked in complete disbelief. Doctor Light nodded. "How?"

"From work," she answered matter-of-factly.

"You have a job?"

"Yeah, how do you make money?" Doctor Light asked glibly.

"What do you do?" Linda asked in a surly tone. Then, just before Doctor Light could answer, Linda's eyes widened. "You've got my face; oh God, please don't tell me you're a stripper."

Doctor Light smiled evilly. "My stage name's Cinnamon," she said twirling her red hair around her finger. Linda's eyes widened even further and her mouth joined them, a small gasp escaping it. Doctor Light immediately began laughing. "Relax, I'm not a stripper. That's too much risk of someone remembering your face."

"So then...?"

"I'm a housekeeper in a hotel."

"Seriously?"

Doctor Light let out an exasperated sigh. "I need to keep a low profile, and nobody pays attention to the maid."

"Probably makes it easier to steal too, doesn't it?" Doctor Light looked at Linda, not knowing whether to get angry or not. "I know you're a thief along with a murderer."

"I am not a murderer," Doctor Light said in a restrained whisper.

"My boss might have something to say about that," Linda fired back. "If not him, that hole you left in his chest definitely speaks volumes." Doctor Light closed her eyes and laid her head back. "Savoring the memory?"

"Screw you, you self-righteous bitch," Doctor Light said without opening her eyes. "You know what, I'm done here," she said, sitting up and climbing off the bed. Once she stood up she immediately felt herself become lightheaded and unbalanced. She felt her legs buckle from under her and caught herself on the hospital bed before she fell completely.

Almost immediately Linda was over to that side of the bed. She looped one of Doctor Light's arms around herself and held her steady. "Okay, step back slowly, get back on the bed," she told her as she helped her back on. "Can't have you passing out for the police." Doctor Light immediately tried to get back up, only to be forced back down by Linda. "Stop alright, you're obviously still feeling whatever it was The Flash did."

"He did this to me?"

"Well, not intentionally to you specifically," Linda told her as she sat back down in her chair. "He and the people at S.T.A.R. Labs did some things using sound frequencies or something, I'm not totally sure, it was a little above my head, but it was supposed to knock out people from Earth-2 – like you. Was it painful?" Linda asked, a small smirk on her face, hoping that Doctor Light was forced to feel something for once.

"Like hell, which scares me that you would be smiling over that," Doctor Light told her in repressed anger. "Heartless isn't a good color on you."

Linda felt her lip twitch at that statement. It hit her harder than she thought to hear a murderer call her heartless. "You would know."

"Would you stop calling me names."

"It's not name calling when it's true. You did kill someone while trying to kill me."

"Your boss was an accident," Doctor Light defended herself. "You? Killing you was best plan I could come up at the time. It was a horrible plan since I didn't actually know if I could go through with it. Killing someone never came as easily to me as it did to some of my…friends," she explained, her voice going a tad too weepy for Linda. "All I could think about was getting away from Zoom. I was desperate, kind of like right now."

"So what, you just want me to forget what you did? Let you leave and walk around without some kind of punishment?"

"Punishment doesn't always have to mean prison, or that tube thing the Flash had me in," she responded, once again laying her head back and closing her eyes.

Linda was having a great deal of trouble keeping up her angry veneer. The more she listened to Doctor Light, the more she was finding it hard to ignore the pain in her voice. And not just pain from what the Flash had done. Genuine emotion. Linda had spent the last six months convincing herself that her Earth-2 counterpart was just a bloodthirsty criminal. The last half hour had prover that harder to keep up.

"Did you even know his name?" Linda asked harshly. Doctor Light stayed quiet. "I didn't think so. And yet you want me to just let you walk -"

"Eric," Doctor Light interrupted her.

"What did you say?" Linda asked, her voice softer, not trusting what she'd just heard.

Doctor Light opened her eyes and turned to look at Linda. Her face looked somewhere between scared and traumatized. "Eric. His name was Eric. Eric Larkin."

Linda sat quiet. The fire that she had been using to start her tirade was gone, and she found herself without anything to say. Truthfully, she wasn't prepared for Doctor Light to have a response.

"Born, 1951. Died…2015," she continued, her voice sounding hurt. "His wife's name was Anna. He had two kids…five grandkids." Linda was shocked to see that Doctor Light's eyes had watered.

"Don't say I don't care. And don't you dare say I don't feel anything. I can't get that night out of my head. When I got away from the Flash, I spent half a day puking my guts out over what I did. And every day since, I've had the look on his face right before he…," she continued, her eyes filing with tears to the point that they started falling down her face. She swallowed back a sob and continued, this time her voice wavering. "The look he had in his eyes that said he knew he was going to die…I've seen that look in my mind every day since that night. I have nightmares over it," she cried, the emotion almost becoming too much.

"I'm not gonna lay here and try to convince you that I was a good person, cause I wasn't. I lied, cheated…stole. But I'd never killed before that night. I actually have days where I hate myself for killing him, and wish that I could just take it back." Doctor Light looked at Linda and was surprised to see that Linda was crying herself.