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Seventeen

Iris was working away at CC Jitters when we arrived. She looked up with a smile and waved at us whilst we looked for a table to sit at. River took Sara out of the pram and handed her back over to me.

"You have to persuade mummy to bring you to see me more often," I grinned, kissing her blonde head.

"Don't let dad see you looking clucky like that," Iris laughed, coming over to us. "Felicity! How are you?"

Felicity jumped up to hug Iris. "Good to see you again Iris. River, this is Iris, Barry and Charlie's sister, Iris this is River Harper, my best friend."

"Nice to meet you River," Iris smiled. "I don't mean to be rude but are you River Quinn? Stuck on a deserted island for five years, River Quinn? Friend of Oliver Queen, River Quinn?"

River laughed and nodded. "I am. But if it's Oliver you want, ask Felicity, she's engaged to him."

"You're engaged?" Iris grinned. "To Oliver Queen and those arms?"

Felicity laughed. "To Oliver Queen and those arms."

We all gave Iris our coffee orders and I looked at the door to see if Barry was coming.

"You're looking a little nervous," Felicity noted. "Something the matter?"

I sighed as Sara sat on my lap chewing her hands. "There's this guy-"

"There's always a guy," River teased.

Felicity elbowed her. "Go on."

"Well, there's this guy, his name is Leonard," I continued. "I met him in a bar before I went to Starling. Thing is, he's not a normal guy."

"Meta-human?" Felicity questioned.

I shook my head. "No, human. He's…well he's a thief…and he shot someone who was going to kill me."

Felicity's eyes widened and River tensed in her spot. "Oh dear. That's not good."

I shook my head. "No. He wanted my help with something and I pretty much told him where to go but…I dunno…he kinda draws me to him, like a moth to the flame."

"And if you get burnt?" River asked. "That's usually what happens to moths."

"What happens to moths?" Barry asked us, coming in to join us.

"Just talking about a documentary on the Discovery Channel," Felicity replied. "Stupid talk really. Where were you?"

"Had to stop off to see Joe," Barry answered. "There was an armoured car robbery, nothing stolen, four guys and I managed to identify one."

My heart sank into my stomach. "Ah-who was it?"

"His name is Leonard Snart," Barry answered. I could feel River and Felicity looking at me. "Joe says he's pretty good. Cases a place for a while, plans everything down to a microsecond. Never been caught. That was before the Streak came to town."

"Did you just refer to yourself in the third person?" I asked him nervously. "The Streak sucks by the way."

"Well so does Pisces," Barry retorted.

"Hey!" Felicity and I argued.

"So Charlie told me about you and Oliver," Barry smiled at the IT tech.

Felicity grinned and showed him the ring. "We'll send you guys an invite to the engagement party when we figure out a date. I totally promise."

The small group sat there with each other just chatting until River decided she needed to put Sara down for a nap. I walked her to the door whilst Felicity and Barry chatted away. Barry liked Felicity and I could see the disappointment on his face over her being engaged to Oliver. "Thank you for not saying anything to Barry about Leonard," I sighed.

"Want my advice?" River asked. "Forget about him. You chose to be a hero. Don't fall into the path of a villain. Come to the hotel later, I have your new suit for you."

I went to open my mouth but my phone rang. The name on the display said Snow Queen. "Hello Caitlin. Can I help you?"

"Can you come into STAR Labs-don't let Barry know," she answered. "Please. He could be in trouble."

I frowned. "Oh-sure." Hanging up I turned back to River as Felicity came out. "See you later?" I asked. "Caitlin wants me back at the lab."

The two grinned and nodded.

I turned and headed to my bike parked on the street. What could Barry possibly be in trouble for?

Cisco looked like the kid who had his hand stuck in the cookie jar. He wouldn't meet my gaze when I got there. "What is going on?" I asked.

"Cisco built a weapon that could potentially kill Barry," Wells answered. "And it's been stolen."

"It's only been missing a day or two!" Cisco objected. "The janitor didn't show up for work this morning."

"What was it?" I asked him. That feeling I had in the pit of my stomach when something bad was about to happen was there ten-fold.

"A cold gun," Caitlin answered. "It's designed to slow Barry down."

I raised an eyebrow. "What!" I snapped. "You designed something to kill my brother? I knew none of you could fucking be trusted!"

"I designed it in case Barry turned out about to be crazy like the rest of the meta-human's we've come across."

Suddenly a thought occurred to me. "You have a weapon for me don't you?"

Cisco blinked. "Charlie-"

"What is it?" I demanded to know. "And when did you build it?"

"I built it after you showed up at STAR Labs the first time," Cisco admitted. "It's basically a heat gun."

Oh I wanted to slap him. "So you build a cold gun for Barry and a heat gun for me?" I repeated. "I've been tested against extreme heat-I don't melt if that's what you're going for." I pinched the bridge of my nose. "Does your cold gun at least have some kind of tracker in it?" I asked.

Cisco shook his head. "No…neither of them do."

I slammed my hands down on the bench in front of me. "BOTH GUNS HAVE BEEN STOLEN!" I yelled. "BOTH FUCKING GUNS! HOW DO YOU EXPECT BARRY OR MYSELF TO TRUST YOU IF YOU DESIGN WEAPONS TO KILL US?! I sought out being a hero, I put my life on the line every time I go out there to clean up your fucking mess and you guys build guns to kill us?! I'm so fucking pissed off right now."

"Miss Allen," Wells frowned, "as annoyed as I am at the situation I don't agree with you abusing Cisco."

"Barry seems to trust you," I told him, "and I trust Barry." I shook my head. "I'll start looking and see what I can find. Excuse me." I pushed back and walked out of the room to suit up. And they wonder why I don't trust them?