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Being a police officer, Singh noticed any small change of behavior, or anything out of the ordinary.
So, of course, he had noticed the recent changes in between two of his employees; Joe West and Barry Allen.
Joe seemed to be more worried about Barry, watching him closely and constantly checking in on him. And although, this seemed to happen quite frequently lately, it would usually only last for a day or two. But now, Joe seems to be keeping a close eye on Barry almost constantly.
And David is beginning to understand why.
Instead of just letting it be, and leaving the unusual interaction go between father and son, he decided that he himself, would start paying attention to Barry's behavior.
After all, that's what made him the police officer that he is today. And he now understood why, exactly, Joe seemed to be worried about Barry.
David noticed that Barry was certainly acting out of it, his movements seemed to either be erratic or just plain sluggish, fluctuating back and forth frequently. He seemed to have a lot more head aches, and stumbled a lot more.
Not to mention the fact that Barry was certainly a lot thinner than he used to be. Singh had noticed all of this behavior simply in Barry's handwriting. It was jerky, and thick. Not the usually neat handwriting that he was used to Barry doing.
Things were even more of a mess in his lab, and he was early for work more often, yet late more often, somehow. Singh made a mental note to question the both of them after work. But now, he had a case to worry about. Barry showed up almost immediately after he called him in, looking worse for wear, and the grimace on his face from the door shutting, did not go amiss by Singh.
"You want to go over the case with me?" Barry asked and Singh looked away from his paperwork, and to the-way too thin-Barry Allen in front of him. How had he not noticed how skinny the kid was, before?
"Yeah." Singh began, knocking himself out of his dazed stupor. "We just got some more Intel, and we suspect some foul play was involved." Singh finished and Barry nodded.
"I had figured that, because if you look at the," Barry stopped abruptly as he began to walk forward and place the folder on his desk, except he suddenly stumbled, and just barely managed to catch himself on the Singh's desk.
David immediately stood up and moved to Barry's side, worry immediately filling him by the pained frown on his face, and how his knuckles were turning white as he clutched onto the desk. Singh gently placed his hand on the kid's shoulder, to try and offer some sort of comfort; feeling completely out of place doing so.
"Allen, are you okay?" Singh asked, the worry in his voice not failing to show up. Barry swallowed hard, and blinked a few times. He briefly nodded, but immediately grimaced.
"Yeah, I, uh," He swallowed hard again, and David could tell that he was definitely lying. He never was very good at it. Suddenly, a sharp cry of pain escaped past Barry's lips as his knees buckled, and he barely managed to catch himself on the desk, before he fell.
Now that worried Singh enough to do something, as he realized,that this was not good. This was bad. Very bad.
"Barry, I'm going to go get help, alright? Barry?" He asked again when Barry didn't even respond.
Singh immediately headed towards the door in a hurry, his face impassive, but his movements fast and alert, when he suddenly heard a horrible crashing sound behind him, and turned just in time to see Barry's grip loosen as he stumbled and fell to the ground; his head hitting the ground, as it lolled to the side, his eyes closing as he lost consciousness.
"Barry!" Singh shouted, fear racing up and down his spine, and as much as he wanted to rush to his side, he continued his path out the door. He grabbed the side of the door frame as he stepped out, immediately spotting Joe; just the person that he wanted.
"West!" He yelled, his voice calm even though he fought the urgency out of it, and Joe looked up, thus causing David to motion for him to come in immediately.
Maybe this isn't serious.
The optimistic side of him reasoned.
Maybe it is.
The officer side of him reasoned back.
Joe immediately came over, as Singh moved back to Barry's side, gently rolling him onto his back and into a more flat position; the kid being unresponsive the whole time.
"Oh my God..." A quiet voice stated from the doorway, and David glanced up to see Joe, eyes wide at the sight, before immediately moving to his son's side. "What happened?" Joe asked as Singh pressed his fingers to Barry's neck, right under his chin, to see what his heart rate was, and found it to be slow and sluggish.
"I'm not sure, he just, collapsed. Fainted." Singh explained, before sighing and removing his hand. "His pulse is sluggish, but other than that there seems to be no external bodily damage. Although, he might have a small concussion." Singh stated, and out of corner of his eye saw Joe tense up. He didn't know what Joe knew. A sluggish heartbeat for a speedster meant hardly a heartbeat at all.
"This is bad, this is...very bad." Joe mumbled, running a hand over his mouth.
"I'll call an ambulance-" Singh started saying as he stood up and headed towards the phone, but Joe cut him off.
"No! We need to get him to Star Labs; right now." Joe declared, and David frowned.
"Why Star Labs? Wouldn't a hospital be a bit more, oh, I don't know, safer?" He asked and Joe sighed as he shook his head.
"We don't have time for this. Barry doesn't have the time for this. Just grab the damn phone, call Star Labs and tell them that I'm bringing Barry in. Tell them everything that happened." Joe said, and David was stunned for only a short moment by the way Joe was speaking to him, before doing exactly as told; knowing that he'd be the same way.
Although, he found it more than a little odd that they would bring him to Star Labs. He knew Star Labs' number by heart now; often having to call them to find Joe.
Dr. Snow's words were calm, but the urgency in them did not go amiss by David. He wondered just exactly how serious this was. When he finished, he turned back to find Joe trying to get Barry into a position that they could bring him to Joe's car.
Without saying a word, Singh moved over to the motionless son and worrying father, helping him to get Barry into more of a suitable position, before picking him up; surprised by how, surprisingly, heavy the kid was.
A distant thought of-wouldn't a gurney be easier?-ran across his mind, but he knew that they didn't have the time to go and get one from the room upstairs.
They both ignored the looks and questions they received, but were both grateful when a few officers actually came and helped them bring him to the car, wordlessly, although Singh knew that they were just dying to ask what was happening.
They would have a lot of questions to answer later. Singh still didn't understand, himself, why exactly, the situation seemed to be so serious. Barry seemed to be relatively fine, but with the way Joe was acting, he was obviously not.
Maybe Joe was just being overprotective...but something told David that he was not.
Joe immediately hopped in the driver's seat of his squad car, and Singh moved around to the other side to climb in.
"Captain, I don't think-" He began but Singh cut him off.
"I'm going, West. If the CCPD needs me, they'll call me, but you're going to need help when you reach Star labs, so you just drive." He declared and Joe nodded, chancing one last glance at his kid lying in the back, sweat beginning to glisten on his forehead, before slamming his foot onto the gas pedal and driving as fast as he possibly could to get to Star Labs in time.
Singh would have reprimanded his driving and his speed, because for God's sake, he was a police officer, but decided against it, because he, himself, would be the exact same way in this situation. "Turn on your lights; you'll be able to go faster." Singh decided to say, instead and Joe nodded, doing as told.
Sirens and flashing blue and red lights went off suddenly, signaling their hurry. Singh also felt the need to go, because he was a witness as to what had happened, and could help in case they needed it.
Within seven minutes, they had arrived at Star Labs, when it usually took twice that time.
Joe pulled sharply into the parking lot, and straight to the entrance of the building where Dr. Snow and Cisco Ramon, he thinks that was his name, were standing, a gurney at the ready, and David was slightly shocked as to how prepared they were. It was almost as if they were used to this.
But they couldn't be, right?
Joe stopped the car abruptly, right in front of the building, and they both got out immediately.
Cisco seemed a little bit confused about Singh being there, but decided against questioning it. Joe opened the car door, and both he and David attempted to take Barry out of the back without jostling him too much.
Caitlin and Cisco both wheeled the gurney over, as both Joe and David placed Barry onto it. Caitlin and Cisco immediately started wheeling him away, Cisco pausing once to motion for the two of them to come along.
As they rushed him away, Joe and David stayed by their side, helping as much as they could; opening doors, pushing the gurney, grabbing tools, and answering questions. Which, most were directed towards him, as they wanted to know exactly what was happening.
He still didn't quite understand why they were freaking out so much...this wasn't that bad, was it?
Was it so bad because of the lightning?
Did Barry have some sort of illness because of the lightning strike and coma?
Singh didn't have a clue.
He just hoped and prayed not. As late as the kid often was, David was still fond of him. They moved his limp body onto a hospital bed, as Dr. Snow began to hook an IV up to Barry, and hook up the heart monitor. And that's when it happened.
Barry's arm jerked first, and then his chest and stomach started contracting, as his legs kicked and his arms jerked even more; sending everybody into a panic.
Caitlin immediately turned him onto his side, yelling at Cisco to do something or other...Singh wasn't entirely sure.
He couldn't focus on anything other than the horrible, choking sound coming from Barry's mouth as his back arched and his head rolled from side to side, even though they attempted to put him on his side. His eyes remained closed, through out the entire seizure.
Caitlin continued to, as gently as she could, take out the IV and the heart monitor, which suddenly began to beep wildly. Which, little did he know, was a good sign.
"Joe, give me your jacket," She said, voice firm yet fear lacing her words, and he eagerly complied, willing to do something, anything to help his son.
"One minute," Cisco suddenly announced as he watched a clock nearby, and Singh realized what Caitlin had been saying to Ramon. Singh could do nothing but stand there as he watched it all play out; Barry's body spasming wildly.
Suddenly, about a minute later, causing them all to start to really worry, Barry's body simultaneously went limp.
A thin layer of sweat glistened on his forehead, and Caitlin gently rolled him onto his back again; his head lolling slowly to the side in his unconscious state. Joe sighed as he rubbed both hands over his face, exhaustion seeping in. After a few more moments, Dr. Snow spoke up.
"He should be fine, once I get the IV back in. But it's a good thing you brought him in when you did," Dr. Snow said, voice layered with relief, even though she tried to hide it, as she continued to place the IV in his arm again. Joe collapsed in a nearby chair, shaking his head lightly.
"Why-why did he have a seizure? He hasn't had one of those since he was in a coma." Joe stated and Caitlin shrugged lightly; everyone almost acting as if Singh wasn't there. But with all of the good he was currently doing, he might as well not be.
"I'm guessing it was because his body was too exhausted, and the stress and fatigue had finally caught up with him." She sighed. "I knew that this was coming," She said quietly. "I'm just glad that it wasn't as bad as I had expected." Caitlin declared and David frowned. How can you get much worse than this? Unless...he didn't want to think about that.
"So, he will be okay?" Singh asked, speaking up for nearly the first time. Caitlin nodded with a small smile.
"He'll be fine, Mr. Singh. He's a quick healer." She said and Cisco snorted quietly as he checked something on his tablet and sat down on the side of Barry's bed.
"What the heck just happened? I mean, I'm really confused, right now." David admitted, shaking his head lightly. "Does Barry have some sort of...illness from the lightning strike? I mean, why would this happen? And it's almost as if you are all used to it." He asked, finally voicing the silent questions that had been circulating in his brain for the past twenty minutes.
Joe, Dr. Snow, and Ramon all exchanged an uneasy look. Caitlin discreetly nodded her head along with Cisco, and Joe inhaled as he stood up and looked over at the very confused captain.
"He doesn't have an...illness, Singh. But the, uh, the lightning strike changed him, in a...certain way." Joe fumbled slightly over his words, and David raised his eyebrows, glancing over at Caitlin who sighed with a knowing glance back at Cisco.
"What Mr. West means, Captain, is that the lightning strike that occurred from the particle accelerator explosion, seems to have scrambled Barry's DNA." Dr. Snow said, with a hopeful smile behind her words. Singh frowned. It scrambled his DNA..? What did that mean, exactly?
He stood there for only a few moments, when it finally dawned on him; leaving him feeling absolutely ridiculous for not knowing sooner, and leaving him feeling absolutely stunned. Somehow all at the same time. David's eye widened as he looked at each of the occupants in the room.
"Wait...are you saying that Allen's a...meta-human?" He asked incredulously, and Joe wore another look of uneasiness.
"Well, not just any meta-human...he's sort of, um," He hesitated, sighing. Caitlin offered him an encouraging smile. "Maybe it'd be best if I just show you..." Joe said, gesturing towards the hallway for Singh to head down it. David frowned, glancing back at Joe who just sighed, before going that way; being closely followed by Joe.
When he reached the end, he proceeded by entering another room of the cortex. He didn't understand why Joe brought him here, that is, until he saw it. And then he's completely dumbfounded, that all he can do is stand there and gape at the Flash's uniform.
"...You're...you're kidding. You have to be," He stated after a few moments of shock, but when he glanced back at Joe, he knew that he wasn't. "How..? I mean, just how can Barry Allen be the Flash?" David shook his head with a frown when all Joe did was sigh.
He felt himself, rather than made himself take a few feet closer to the suit, before just continuing to stare at it. "I thought that something weird was going on with him, but...this I did not see coming." He said, and Joe walked up beside him.
"Something has been going on with him. Ever since the uh, Singularity, and everything that happened..." Joe paused, and Singh knew that there was a lot more to that story. "Barry hasn't been the same. It's as if the weight of the world is on his shoulders. You know how he can be with carrying everyone's burdens, and becoming the Flash and then the Singularity just made everything so much worse."
"He's hardly been eating anything, and with being the Flash, his metabolism is a lot faster, so he needs to contain a ton more calories. Plus, he's been trying to right all of what he thinks he did wrong while still being the Flash and a CSI." Joe paused with a heavy sigh. "I guess it's just the life of a hero." Singh frowned at all of the news.
"I can't believe I never even knew...I shouldn't have been so hard on him." Singh suddenly said, feeling guilt root it's way in his stomach.
"David, don't-...don't blame yourself for not noticing, and for being so hard on him. Don't blame yourself for any of that. There was no way you could have known. I just wanted you to understand why things were so serious today with Barry fainting and everything. I didn't mean to make you feel guilty." Singh didn't respond; not agreeing with Joe's words.
Barry Allen, the clumsy, goofy and joyful CSI, was the Flash...how was that even possible?
The kid that Singh had known for as long as he can remember, kid, was a superhero...Singh shook his head with a frown. It just wasn't possible...was it?
He still remembered the first time he had met Iris's new friend 'Bartholomew' Allen-"Really, Iris?" "Sorry, Barr."-, the night of Barry's mother's murder, the day that Joe had told David about his 'adopting' of the boy, and the first day that fourteen year old Barry Allen came into the precinct, a bright smile on his face as he learned about what would be his future workplace.
He remembered all of it.
He remembered the day they were at a crime scene three years ago-that was three years ago?-and a twenty one year old Barry was taken at gunpoint by a crazed murderer who just happened to be the revenge seeking brother of the deceased man at the scene.
He still remembered every officer's gun being trained on the man whose own gun was pressed firmly into Barry's temple as he shouted crazily and threatened the boy's life. David remembered how Joe's hands shook as he clutched onto his pistol; fearing for his adopted son's life. But what he remembered the clearest?
Was the look in Barry's eyes as the madman had snuck up and grabbed him by the throat, all while pressing the gun to his head. It was pure fear. And it would always bother David that the man had managed to grab Barry when he was literally surrounded by cops; Singh included.
He remembers the way the man had thrown Barry to the ground, and shot off a warning shot in the air for anyone that followed him; even though there had been a dozen cops on the scene. But the reason nobody could go after him being that he still had his loaded gun trained on the young CSI, until he was completely out of sight.
David also remembers the way Joe had clung onto the shaken kid, who seemed to be in shock over what had happened, while also trying to calm his adopted father by saying "I'm alright, Joe. I-I'm okay.".
Singh remembers the guilt eating away at him until the day they finally caught the criminal, and how he refused to have Barry go out on another case for an entire month. And how Singh could constantly find Joe watching over his son in subtle ways, a silent agreement from everyone in the precinct about protecting their young CSI.
Something like that shouldn't have happened; not with all of the cops there. Singh still couldn't believe that Barry had come out of that ordeal with only a few minor scrapes and a bloodied forehead from hitting the pavement when the guy had shoved him down. But what David couldn't believe the most?
Was that that kid, was the Flash.
The Flash who had faced death so many times and just barely made it out-which Singh was sure that the Flash had had even more incidents then the public even knew-was the same CSI that worked for David. He made a mental note to thank Dr. Snow and Mr. Ramon for saving the kid's life so many times.
"..David? You all right?" Joe asked slowly as he walked up beside him. "I'm alright, Joe. I-I'm okay." Singh shook his head, snapping himself out of his daze, before nodding.
"Y-yeah...just a lot to take in." He stated and he could see the other man nodding out of the corner of his eye, before Joe placed a hand on his shoulder.
"Well, I'm going to go back, in case Barry wakes up. Take your time," Joe said and Singh nodded before the other man began to walk out of the room. This seemed so surreal.
Here David was, standing in the room where the Flash's suit was, while the Flash, himself-Barry Allen-, lies unconscious from fainting in Singh's office and having a seizure...what was his life, anymore? He ran a hand over his face, taking one last glance at the mannequin, before heading out of the room.
This sure had been an...interesting day.
He huffed quietly as he walked down the hall and back into the room where Cisco, Caitlin, Joe, and Barry-the Flash-were.
Leave it to Barry Allen to make his day more interesting.
He watched for a few moments as Mr. Ramon, Joe, and Dr. Snow all talked, and set things up better with Barry, and found that he couldn't believe how everything ran so smoothly.
And not smooth as in no mistakes, more as in, they were like a well-experienced team that knew everything that they needed to do, and all could do it without a single word spoken between them. He marveled at the fact that this had been going on for months.
A year even. David glanced at the young man lying on the bed, and felt a heavy sigh escape past his lips. He'd definitely have to have a talk with him when he woke up.
But for now, Singh needed to head back to the precinct to take care of a few things and answer what he is expecting to be a ton of questions when he gets back. After all, the precinct was protective of their youngest CSI.
And it was Singh's job to make sure that all of their questions get answered. The next time he sees Barry, Singh decided, he would have a talk with him.
After all, it was his duty to keep all of his officers safe.
Hopefully that was worth the wait!
Question time!
Favorite Flash Character: Gosh this is tough for me, but probably Barry. I adore him! But Cisco is so good, and just arggh I don't know. WHY DO I PICK SUCH HARD QUESTIONS!?