I don't have a lot of time to write today so here's an excerpt of Quinn meeting Caitlin, Cisco, and Dr. Wells. Enjoy! :)
I wake up to a darkened room, my arm throbbing, and I throw back the covers. The room is cold, and I wince slightly as I swing my legs out of bed. I slowly make my way to the door, and when I opened it up- I found myself blinded by lights. It took a few minutes to adjust, so I just stood there for a minute. Just when I was about to step out, a breeze knocks me back into the door, and a red figure collapses onto the floor with a groan. I quickly regain balance, and hobbled over to the red rigure
"hey, are you okay?" I shake him with my good arm, and I get no reply. After checking his neck and spine, I slowly flip him over
"hey there- are you okay?" I ask again, and this time he sits straight up, and pushes me out of the way. I slam into the desk, and I hiss as my bad arm in a sling takes most of the impact. He groans, and cradled his hand
"oh my god- oh I'm so sorry… holy moly… did I hurt your arm? Oh no Caitlin is gonna kill me" he stammers, and winces when he moved his arm. I slowly scoot toward him, his eyes try to focus on my, but he just closes them, and promptly passes out. I dive and his head hits my hand, instead of the floor.
"Well crap" I thought as I lay there, my bad arm unable to take the weight of my body, and my good hand trapped under the head of a guy who probably had a concussion. 10 minutes later, Caitlin, Cisco, and a man in a wheelchair found us like that.
After the Red guy woke up, and Caitlin checked my stitches- the man in the wheelchair asks "what did you hit?" with a serious look on his face, his eyes staring at the Red Figure with a creepy level of intensity
"a big bad man" the red guy said- he looked at me and extends his left arm "hey, nice to meet you Quinn, I'm Barry Allen" I look at him for a moment, and I shake his hand.
"you went after a metahuman without us? What were you thinking?" Caitlin exclaimed,
"I was… um… of duty" he said and winced, Caitlin raised her eyebrow, opened her mouth, but Cisco interrupts "you're lucky you didn't get a tooth knocked out- those puppies don't grow back" I make a sound at that comment, and they all look at me.
"Well. Ms. Lan, nice to see that you are conscious" his eyes meet mine, and I found myself staring into black pits,
"Dr. Wells, it's an honor to meet you again" say as I force a smile, and extended my hand for him to shake. He smiles,
" remember when I meet your father- he and I explained atomic theory to you when you were 12- and you understood it. You were always so bright!" he adds, with a smile, but the warmth never really reached his eyes. I turned toward Barry, he smiled shyly, and turned a deep shade of pink when Caitlin asked his about Iris.
"Uh… I… err" he began
"Caitlin, can I have a sweatshirt? I'm a little cold" I interrupt, and Caitlin realizing that I was only wearing my undershirt runs out of the room to get me a sweatshirt. Dr. Wells had rolled out of the room, and Cisco was busy tapping away on his touch pad.
"Thanks" Barry said, and gave me a big smile
"Anytime" I reply "I had a feeling Iris is the last thing you want to talk about right now" he blanchs and turns a shade of red.