Caitlin Snow's POV

Ever since that day I ended up in the pipeline, Barry has been avoiding me, not so subtly I might add. He barely even looks at me. Every time our eyes cross paths, he looks away immediately, but even that rarely happens. He looks at the ground, fumbling with his fingers each time we have a group discussion.

So today, I asked if he could stay behind to talk. In that one millisecond he looked at me, I saw panic and fear in his eyes. A gaze which made me stumble backwards a bit. Was he afraid of me?

"Can we talk, Barry?" I said, trying to catch his gaze.

"Do we have to...?" He replied hesitantly.

"No, we can later if it's alright with you."

He nodded, then left the room, not even looking at me one time throughout the short conversation.

If Barry wouldn't tell me, then perhaps Cisco would.

And there are only 2 places Cisco would be in star labs. The meeting room, or his lab. Since he isn't in the meeting room, I hurried into his lab.

"Cisco, do you mind doing me one small favor? Just a really tiny one-"

He spun his chair around from fixing the whatever device he's fiddling with, stared me right in the eye, then answered, "Yeah, Caitlin. What's up?"

I pulled up a chair and sat opposite to him.

"Tell me what I told Barry the other day I got locked up."

He visibly panicked, anxiously, he stammered, "I, see, I-I can't. I was instructed to not r-repeat the-uh, stuff you said. M sorry Caitlin. Nothing can do."

Immediately, he spun his chair back and continued fixing his device, whatever it was. But this times, his hands were shaking faintly.

Sighing, I stood up and left.

Leaving me with no other option, I decided to have a long overdue chat with killer frost.

But how exactly, does this thing work, because I don't exactly have experience with this kinda stuff. And nobody will help me, especially Cisco and Barry.

Ok, Caitlin, focus.

Hello? Anybody here?

Silence greeted me.

Killer Frost? You there?

Again, silence greeted me.

Right, of course. Others will definitely think I'm nuts, talking to themselves, expecting an answer. Now, I have no way of knowing what I said to them.

Frustrated, I threw my hands up in the air, and slammed them on the nearest table. The table split into to right where I landed the blow.

Oh dear god, killer frost is getting out.

You calling for me dear?

A voice rang out, a very sinister one.

Killer Frost right? Thanks to whatever you said to my friends, you ruined our relationship, alright? Now Barry won't even look at me. What did you say to them?

A chuckle, then a loud laugh.

Caitlin, dear. I merely told them the truth.

The what now?

The truth. Of how you felt.

About what, exactly.

Everything. I told Barry whatever he did to himself was pathetic, Cisco sucks in nicknaming, and that everyone blames Barry for Flashpoint.

"You did what now?" I raged, not noticing that the team reassembled in the room. They stared at me, surprised by the paroxysm.

"We just caught the meta. Why, what's wrong?"

"Huh? Oh, nothing. I wasn't talking to you, sorry. Continue on."

You see, Caitlin. Everything I say, it's how you truly feel. You can't suppress your feelings like that. It' s unhealthy, like the shrinks always tell you.

"No, no, it's not true, I don't blame Barry for Flashpoint..."

Who are you kidding. You want to avenge yourself. You have always blamed him for making you me, although I don't see why it's such a curse. Having cold powers is-

"Shut up, shut up, JUST SHUT UP!"

Everyone in the room stared at me, some even concerned.

"Caitlin, are you okay?" Cisco asked as he slowly crept near me.

"Stay away, just stay away!" I yelled at them. Everybody looked stunned and shocked by my behavior.

I could feel scrutinizing glares on me, analyzing my next move.

Without thinking, I dashed out of the room.

How on Earth am I gonna fix this?

Yup, there goes. Sucks, I know. M sorry. My English isn't that good. Again, apologies for crappy language and grammar. Next time, enter Barry Allen. Please review, and I hope you enjoyed! Stay tuned till next time!