++++++ I know things have been kinda slow with this fic lately but the action will pick up.

Promise.

I hope you enjoy the chapter.

I do not own ++++++

Twenty-Nine

By the time I returned to STAR Labs, whatever issue had caused Barry to lose his powers and the meta-human attack on the lab had been somewhat sorted out.

I entered the locker rooms and put my clothes back on, stopping to check myself in the mirror and my lack of bullet wound. I couldn't help but grin, advanced healing had its benefits. Making myself a mental note to inform Felicity of the death of one William Tockman I headed out to look for my brother.

Having no clue what the room was actually called, I found Barry in a room with Doctor Wells. "See you got your speed back?" I grinned, jumping on his back.

"Ah! Charlie!" Barry groaned. "Get off me. How did it go at the police station?"

"It went aces, big brother," Charlie grinned. "Everyone is safe and sound, no one got hurt. Life goes on."

Barry sighed. "Do you remember Tony?" he asked me. "They guy that used to pick on me when I was in school?"

I nodded. "Yup."

"Well he was in the pipeline," Barry explained, "he…he didn't make it."

"Oh," I frowned, "well at least you guys are alive."

"Charlie!" Barry argued.

"Charlie you got shot!" Caitlin yelled, marching into the exercise room. "Are you alight?"

I looked myself over, "yup. Never better."

"You got shot?" Wells asked me. "You healed? Who removed the bullet?"

"Joe," I shrugged. "Now if you guys got this covered then I really need to get home and feed my cat." I made my way to the door but stopped when Cisco refused to move. "Um-move Cisco."

"William Tockman is dead," Cisco spoke, a sad, puppy dog look on his face. "Pisces killed him."

"Charlie…" Barry whispered.

I shrugged. "Yeah? What's the problem?"

"You killed someone," Barry answered. "Charlie…that's a big problem."

I rolled my eyes. "Tockman was a hacker and a murderer, he shot my friend. Society is better off without him."

"Are you listening to yourself?" Barry snapped. "You just killed a man and are brushing it off like you got the wrong coffee order." He shook his head. "You're on the bench until you sort yourself out." Blurring over to me, Barry grabbed my watch and appeared back next to Wells. "You don't get this until you sort out whatever is going on with you."

I glared at him. "Give it back, Barry."

"No," he answered.

"This isn't some stupid doll that you can take from me and laugh," I snapped, "that's mine. Give it back."

Barry put it in his pocket.

"That's millions of dollars' worth of tech," I tried again. "Give. It. Back."

He shook his head. "No. Go speak to Mrs White. You're out for a month."

"Doctor Wells," I spoke in a cold manner, "you might want to move."

"Why?" Wells asked.

"Because Charlie's going to try and take it," Barry answered, staring me down. "I'm faster than you, Charlie."

"And I can take you without my powers," I reminded him. "Give it back or it's lets tell the world your secret identity."

"You wouldn't," Barry argued.

"This is ridiculous!" Caitlin argued. "It's a stupid sibling fight. Barry give Charlie back her bracelet!"

"No," Barry answered. "Not until she gets sorted."

"For god's sake, Barry!" Caitlin snapped. "Charlie was raped. God forbid you have a little compassion for her. Yes, she needs some help but us shoving it down her throat every time we see her is going to achieve the exact opposite!"

I raised an eyebrow. The last person I ever expected to be on my side was Caitlin Snow.

"This is why I told you not to say anything!" Caitlin warned Cisco.

"I had to!" Cisco argued. "I get that he was a bad guy but we don't kill bad guys we imprison them."

"Oh shut up!" I snapped. "Acting all high and mighty after the damage you all caused. And what? Huh? You all believe Barry over the guy that killed our mum…what do you think he was gonna do, huh? Bring him flowers and have fucking tea? No! Barry's going to kill him!" I pushed Cisco out of the way and stormed off down the corridor.

"Charlie!" Barry called after me.

"Go to hell!" I snapped. "High and mighty fucking Barry Allen knows what's best for everyone regardless of other people's feeling."

Barry appeared in front of me. "Charlie, please. I am begging you. Get some help. We can't have baggage like this. Not with what we do."

I grabbed the water inside Barry's body and pulled him away from the door. "Don't ever get in my way again, Barry. You can't push me around or look down on me like you used to."

Barry ran at me and I snaked to the ground before melting away into water to latch onto him. Immediately I covered his face, cutting off his airway whilst a part of me snaked down to get my watch back.

I snaked back into my clothing and got to my feet, walking out.

Sylvia came to my place the following day.

"I usually don't make house calls," she joked as I made her some tea, "but your brother called. He really is worried about you."

I shrugged. "Nothing to worry about. I don't think my friends back in Starling City scream their heads off and break down every time someone dies."

Sylvia cleared her throat. "I don't mean to be rude but your friends in Starling City are sociopaths."

I snorted, River would love that. River Harper-sociopath.

"I've known you most of your life," Sylvia continued, "you are not. Tell me what happened."

I brought the tea over to the coffee table and sat down. "Okay," I sighed, "well Jess had just told me about this awesome second date he was planning on taking me on. I needed to get some fresh air and when I did something got me in the neck next thing I know I'm waking up to some chick talking about my friend and how they want revenge on her."

"Go on," Sylvia nodded.

I ghosted over the details but she sat there in silence and listened to me.

"I don't mean to put you through this again but Doctor Wells has been letting me speak with Amber," Sylvia sighed, "I told her what happened to you and she's offered to help you. Put you under. Having been in the same situation as yourself, Amber is particularly vocal about the destiny of those who commit sexual assault."

I shook my head. "No freaking way!"

"Think of it as a simulation," Sylvia explained, "you'll be able to control it in time and conquer it."

"Therapy?" I laughed.

"Will you at least try it?" she asked me.

I took a sip of my tea and sighed. "Alright, fine…I'll try your new therapy. When do we begin?"

++++++ On a completely different side note...did you know that the 2005 Constantine film with Reeves has a post credit scene?

Who knew?

Apparently not me, cause I'm like 11 years too slow ++++++