++++++ I'm going to give you guys some advanced noticed here, my grandmother is dying and may have been given a few weeks left to live. They're doing more tests but the outcome is not good. So if you suddenly see me just vanish for a while-this will be the reason why.

I'll be putting these notes on all my fics as I update.

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On a side note, if any of you wish to pop on over and have a look at my new DC-verse fic Altered Perceptions you are welcome to.

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Eighteen

I was at home working on a lead regarding the cold gun when there was a flash of lightning in my living room. Looking up, Barry was standing there in his suit. "Bloody hell you need to learn how to knock," I frowned. "What?"

"Snart's been spotted, thought you might want to come," he told me.

"I-ah-um," I frowned, "I think you could probably handle this on your own. Besides, I have some stuff to deal with right now."

He took his mask off. "Hang on, Char, you practically bit my head off when I tried to stop you and now you're saying no? River told me she gave you the box with your new suit in it."

I sighed. The box in question had been on my doorstep when I got home from STAR Labs, I hadn't opened it yet but I really, really wanted to. I sighed, Wells would be happy that Barry had someone out there backing Barry up and with that gun out there-so would I.

"Put this in the freezer," I told him, pointing to the red velvet Ben and Jerries I was eating. I got to my feet and headed into my room where the little box was sitting on my bed. Opening the box, a delicate silver watch was nestled inside a bed of blue silk. It was much smaller than the original-intricate twists and turns with blue gemstones buried throughout the twisted metal. I put the watch on before stripping down to my underwear. Once I pressed the centre face of the watch, the blue gemstones erupted into a mass of nanobots-they weren't silver this time they were blue. The ocean of blue swirled all of my body, covering me from head to toe. I looked into the mirror behind me and smiled. Instead of one body suit, there was different shades of blue that made it look like it was different pieces of an outfit. It looked like I had knee high cobalt blue boots with royal blue leggings covered in a lighter shade of blue lace, the upper section was off the same colour with see-through lace sleeves and blue gloves. The mask was blue as well. I smiled when my symbol appeared on my chest.

Underneath the watch there was a note in Suki's perfect handwriting.

Little fish,

I hope you like it and I hope the lace effect isn't too much.

Volk

"You are not fighting crime in that," Barry frowned as I came out of my room. "What was Oliver thinking?"

"Suki helped," I grinned, "I love it. Less Catwoman more X-Men."

"You are an X-Men," Barry told me. "We both are." He put his mask back on and held out his hand out to take. The moment I touched his skin I found the city just rush by me.

In a way, Barry was lucky that he had such a gift like this.

Then again so was I-I could sleep underwater.

We quickly found ourselves a local movie theatre, I instantly ran across the street to the side of the road where there was a car completely iced over with people inside. I gasped. They were dead.

"Oh my god," I gasped. "The cold gun…"

He flashed by me and inside the theatre where the ice patches lead into. I took a moment to pause, thinking about what Cisco said about cold making Barry slow and someone who had a passion for snowflakes and snow princesses.

"And fuck this is a trap," I muttered under my breath. There was no source of water around so as I ran insider, I pulled all the moisture in the air with me. Inside there was a number of police and my brother…

And there he was-my former/current lover wearing a snow jacket and reflective glasses with the gun in his hands. He aimed his gun not at Barry or myself but at Joe who was inside the theatre.

The streak put himself in front of Joe, taking the brunt of the beam of the cold gun.

"Time for a test run. Let's see how fast you run," Snart grinned. He aimed at the other police in the theatre to see how fast he could get to them.

But he didn't reach the usher in time.

The look in his eyes was one of failure as he stared at the frozen statue that used to be a person. It was the same look I had the first time I failed to save someone.

He was also wounded.

"GO!" I yelled at my brother. The cold had literally taken a toll on him. "I'll deal with this." He looked at me and nodded before flashing out. I turned to face Snart as he stood there, gun aimed at me.

Snart smirked and fired. I melted away, gliding along the floor-which was disgusting by the way. Taking form back in front of him, I punched him in the face. He tried to hit me and I ducked to the left, flinging my body up and knocking him to the ground.

Unfortunately he didn't lose the gun. He picked himself up, firing the gun again, missing me by inches. I spun around, kicking him in the throat and knocking his legs out from underneath him.

He looked at me with an odd look on his face. "Snow princess?"

Well shit.

"Charlie?" he frowned, getting to his feet. "I recognise the moves."

I backed away and took off running outside. Once I was free in the alley, I ran straight through the back of the streets and stopped far enough away from the theatre, hearing the sirens in the distance.

Leaning against the alley wall I felt my hair standing up on end. I looked up at the roof above me to see a figure in black staring down at me. I could tell it was a woman from the shape of the body but what scared me the most was the mask. One side black, one side orange. Just like Slade Wilson, just like Isabel Rochev.

He was locked away, she was dead-killed by a pissed off magician.

She raised her hand and pointed a literal hand gun at me, firing a pretend gun.

I blinked and she was gone.

My apartment was in darkness when I eventually made my way back home.

But like I suspected, it wasn't empty.

I should have gone to Barry and told him someone new my secrete but if I was being followed then I refused to risk Barry's identity.

Leonard was sitting in the same arm chair he had been a few days ago when he first broke in. "You've got a lot of explaining to do," he frowned.

I pushed the face of the watch at it left me standing there in my underwear. "What?" I asked him. "I fight crime. End of story."

"How is it that you can do the things that you can do?" Leonard demanded to know. "I looked you up-you're a hero. How?"

"Particle accelerator," I replied. "Screwed up my DNA and now I can pass of as a Water Bender."

"A what?" he frowned.

"I keep forgetting you're not a geek like me," I muttered. "So what are you gonna do? Kill me? I won't go down without a fight I promise you. Most likely you'll end up coming with me."

Suddenly he knocked my legs out from underneath me, aiming an actual gun at my head.

I kicked my leg up, knocking the gun from his hands and across the room. I flung myself to my feet and waited.

Leonard went to punch me so I moved to duck but he was faster and caught on quicker.

He slammed me up against the wall and kissed me, biting my lip and drawing blood at the same time.

I ripped his jacket off followed by his shirt. Roughly kissed my neck, the marks that would be left behind would be gone by morning as well as the lip.

Leonard pulled a knife out of his pocket and used it to cut through the sports bra I was wearing. Holding the blade against my neck, he kissed me, cutting a little into the skin. The hand that wasn't holding the knife slipped in past the thin fabric of my underwear and took no time at all to find what he was looking for.

I gasped a little, my knees wobbled as he found the pink nub that could bring any woman closer to god. As Leonard sent tiny explosions of pleasure throughout my body I struggled to remove his belt and jeans.

He pulled back and I wrapped the belt around his hands with the flick of a wrist. Leonard tried to yank his hands apart, dropping the knife in the process. I kicked him in the back of the knee, knocking him to the ground.

Right now I didn't know if we were fighting or fucking.

I went to kick the knife away and he grabbed my ankle, sending me to the ground with a loud thud. Hitting the wood, hard, I lay there dazed a bit before he covered my body with his own. Spreading my legs, he thrust himself inside. I gasped at the sudden entrance and arched my back to meet him.

Moments later her wrapped his hands around my throat and started to squeeze tightly. "I could kill you right now," he grunted, driving himself into me with sudden, harsh motions. Instead he took a nipple in his mouth and bit down.

I shouted out, enjoying the feeling of him against me…

He wrapped his hands around my throat again, pressing down hard and he fucked me harder and faster, suddenly stopping before I could feel my body milking him for everything he had.

Leonard rolled onto the floor, to two of us just staring at the roof of my apartment.

As he lay there breathing heavily beside me, a sudden realisation hit me as hard as one of River's punches…I was in love with this man…this criminal…

Fuck…

If he was the devil he would surely be the end of me.