A/N: I decided to skip a whole bunch of episodes/content because I got bored. If you really want to read the content I skipped, I'll go back to it eventually. Let me know, won't you?
Captain Cold sauntered into the room, mouthing off at Joe while Barry attempted to keep the peace between Team Flash and Team Rogue. After the cease-fire meeting, Britney wandered, her hand going to her pocket. After seeing what her boyfriend had done to Eddie- no, not even now. She could not use *that.*
(Flashback)
Barry took a vial from Caitlin and thrust it into Britney's hands.
"Have you found him yet?" He snapped.
"Have you?" She retorted. "What's this?"
"It's a serum to lessen a speedster's speed, at least in theory." Caitlin informed her.
"What am I supposed to do with it?" Britney asked.
"See?! I knew she was going to ask this!" Barry yelled.
"What the hell is your problem?!" Britney demanded.
"Gee, I don't know, maybe YOU'VE BEEN SLEEPING WITH THE MAN THAT KILLED MY MOTHER!" Barry shouted.
"We think Dr. Wells- Eobard Thawne- will let his guard down around you long enough for you to slip it to him." Cisco told Britney, trying to deescalate the situation.
(End Flashback)
Britney's flashback was interrupted by the sight of Captain Cold and his sister near the truck they were supposed to be using to transport the metas.
"I'm guessing you're not here already because you are eager to help." Britney stated, anger from her flashback not fading easily.
"No. We're going to mess with the container and release your metahumans." Drawled Captain Cold.
"Why would you do that- scratch that, I don't care. Why are you telling me about it?" Britney asked.
"Because no one is going to believe you, even if you did tell." Replied Lisa Snart.
"Oh, really? Watch this." Britney turned on her heel and marched over to Team Flash. "Guys, Team Rogue is messing with the cargo container."
"They don't have the technical know-how to do that." Said Caitlin.
"Oh, yes they do. They're gonna release all the metas!" Britney contradicted flatly.
"And we're supposed to just trust you now?" Asked Cisco.
"What's that supposed to mean? How can you trust a pair of robbing killers over me?!"
"To be fair, they aren't the ones who've been sleeping with the enemy." Said Joe. Barry pointed at Joe and half-smiled, indicating that he had a point.
"Fine! Fine!" Britney said, stomping out. She was seeing red.
"Trouble in paradise?" Asked Captain Cold as she stalked out.
"If you don't kill at least one of them, I will be severely disappointed." She snarled.
"Yes, Ma'am." He saluted her, not-laughing-but-close-to-it.
It took everything Britney had not to punch the smug motherfucker in the face. Just as she was walking to her car, a blur of red lightning caught up to her and carried her away. When she stopped moving, she almost vomited. Her vision swam and she was in unfamiliar surroundings. She did not care. Dr. Wells' welcome face greeted her and that's all that mattered.
"Harrison!- I mean-" She said.
"You can continue to call me Harrison if you like, Britney." Harrison told her.
She ran to him. He flinched a little. She pretended not to notice. She held him like she would never let go.
"It's so good to see you!" She sobbed, crying just a little, OK, maybe a lot.
"… I thought, after what I have done, you would turn from me. I brought you here to explain myself." He said hesitantly.
"You don't have to explain yourself to me," Britney said, looking up at him. "I understand Barry's point of view, after all, I would hate it if something happened to my mother, but I understand you, too."
Harrison looked askance at her.
"You forget, while I am a devoted daughter, I am also a bullying victim. I understand your rage. I understand the desire for revenge. Not just revenge, but a revenge so complete it destroys the other person completely. I understand."
Harrison was looking at her strangely.
"What?" Britney asked. "What's the matter?"
"May I kiss you?" Harrison asked hoarsely.
Britney grinned. "You may."
(Several Hours Later)
Harrison got up, leaving Britney on his bed.
"Champagne?" He asked.
Britney looked at him. "You know I don't drink."
"Humor me?" he asked.
Britney caved. "Sure."
Harrison left the room. Britney looked at her coat across the room, on the floor.
"We think Harrison will let his guard down around you." Cisco's voice came back to her.
Harrison returned with two glasses of champagne.
"Excuse me, and don't go anywhere." He said playfully as he walked to his master suite bathroom.
Britney then made a mistake she would always hate herself for. She spiked both glasses of champagne with the serum, then returned to her original position on the bed.
Why did I do that? Britney asked herself.
Because it was the right thing to do. Replied Azriella.
I'm not so sure. Britney replied.
She carefully wiped the uncertainty off her face as the tap stopped running and Harrison stepped out of the bathroom. He approached the bed.
Harrison took a glass from her. "We have to go soon."
"Go? Go where?" asked Britney, genuinely confused.
"I have to return you to the others, and then I need to do battle with Barry." He said.
"Why?"
"So he'll calm down enough to listen to me." Harrison said, draining the glass.
"What?"
"I'm going to make him an offer he can't refuse." Harrison said, clearly enjoying the suspense. At Britney's glare, however, he elaborated, "I'm going to allow him to go back in time and save his mother."
"He can do that?" Britney asked.
"If he runs fast enough." Harrison replied.
Britney narrowed her eyes. "And how does this benefit you?"
Harrison chuckled. "If he goes to save his mother, he'll create a wormhole stable enough to travel to the future."
"So you can go home." Britney realized.
"Do you want to come with me?" Harrison asked.
Britney hesitated, then said, "Yes."
