The hospital seemed to be in much better shape as Lucy walked through the doors. Last time she'd been here there was a power outage, but now everything seemed to be running smoothly. Lucy approached the front desk woman with a smile and asked if Barry Allen was in the same room. The woman looked confused.

"It says here that he was transferred to a different facility," the woman said with a tilt of her head. "STAR Labs apparently."

Lucy stared back at the woman in confusion until a voice called out her name. Eddie was by the hospital entrance. She walked over to him and raised her eyebrow.

"Uh… Joe wanted me to leave a note for you. Iris told him that you'd been by to see Barry, but she didn't have your number. I'm on my way over there now to pick up Joe. You want a ride?" Eddie asked with a genuine smile.

Lucy didn't really want to ride with him, but it was marginally better than getting a cab. She smiled and replied, "Thank you. I'd appreciate it."

Eddie didn't seem to notice her initial reluctance and happily led her to his car. As Lucy got inside the car, Eddie started it and quickly turned down the volume.

"Sorry, I don't usually get to listen to my music in the car," Eddie explained.

"No problem. Listen to what you want. I don't mind," Lucy replied cheerfully. She would actually prefer music. The awkward silence would be much worse than any kind of music.

"I actually would like to ask you some questions."

Lucy inwardly groaned but kept her face blank as she asked, "Like what?"

"Well, I heard that you're new here. So, what do you do?"

Lucy narrowed her eyes and stared at Eddie, and he looked worried and sheepish. "Are you asking me questions for yourself or someone else?"

"Uh… um… my partner Joe is Barry's… he just wants to know what you're like. Barry is one of his kids. He never heard of you before the accident, and you were there when it happened."

"I met Iris before."

"Yeah, she told him, but… he's having a hard time right now. His partner died, and now he has… me as a partner. I think that he just wants some answers."

"Then he can talk to me himself. I don't mind. There's nothing that I need to hide."

"Those papers didn't have my signature on them."

"So?"

"How did you know my name?"

"Why are you making a big deal about it?"

"Why aren't you just answering the question?"

Lucy sighed and thought quickly. She finally answered, "Okay, but it's not my fault if you don't believe me. Sometimes… I just know things. It's not a psychic ability or anything… more like a gut feeling. Sometimes in a moment of panic I get more."

"I don't quite believe that," Eddie said uncertainly. "If so… why didn't you realize Barry was in trouble then?"

"Why do you think I was there?" Lucy snapped back. She didn't like lying to Eddie, but the truth could get her put into a mental hospital or worse.

Eddie looked thoughtful as they pulled up to the STAR Labs building. Lucy quickly hopped out of the car and walked up to the building with Eddie close behind. Eddie soon took the lead and led her through the building to Barry. Joe sat in a chair by his bed. It took Lucy a second to realize that he was sleeping; bags under his eyes told the story of sleepless nights. Lucy assumed that she probably looked about as bad if not worse. Mirrors weren't an option for her.

Joe jolted awake as they got closer. He stood up and stretched before acknowledging his partner, and he gave Lucy a nod.

"How's he doing?" Lucy asked with a small tremble in her voice. Watching him flat-line at the hospital had been like a flashback of her brother after the accident, and to say that she was unnerved would be an understatement.

Joe gave her a small smile and said, "He hasn't flat-lined again. He's… been doing pretty good actually. He still won't wake up, but… I guess it's as good as it can be at the moment."

Lucy took a notepad out of her pocket and wrote down her number. She explained, "If you have any questions to ask me, it's okay if you call that number. I don't really have a work number. I work for Mercury Labs, but it's more of a freelance thing. That's really the only reliable way to reach me. In case you want someone here. With him."

Joe looked accusingly at Eddie's guilty face before he responded, "So, he told you, huh?"

"Yeah, but I have a way of weaseling out information. He really didn't stand a chance. I know that I seem pretty suspicious, but I have reasons why I live the way that I do. You probably didn't find anything through a background check."

"No, Lucy Smits is a ghost," Joe admitted.

"Exactly. I don't like my past, and I'm working hard to create a better future for myself. If for a second I thought that I was putting Barry in some kind of danger, I would leave and take my trouble with me. He's a good kid."

"A good kid? How old are you?"

"That's beside the point. I mean, he's a good person. He… reminds me of my little brother. He died a couple of years ago. That's kind of the reason that I wanted to start all over."

"What about your parents? Aren't they worried?"

"They're gone too," Lucy said somberly. "It's just me. I didn't want to be known as the girl who has no one. Here… nobody knows anything about me, and that's how I like it."

Joe nodded and apologized, "I'm sorry… Things are just kind of… off for me right now. I didn't mean to pry."

"It's no problem, sir. Just get some sleep tonight. You can't burn the candle at both ends."

Joe nodded and followed Eddie out of the room. Lucy looked at Barry. He looked so peaceful, sleeping there, that Lucy couldn't help but smile wistfully.

"Oh, we haven't met. Not formally," a man in a wheelchair came into the room, and Lucy put on a neutral face. "I'm Dr. Wells. And you are?"

"Lucy," she said stiffly.

Dr. Wells sighed and said, "I can see how you'd be uncomfortable with me. I'm part of the reason why Barry's in that bed. If I had waited to start the accelerator… well, that's pointless now. Just know that I plan on doing everything that I can to help your friend."

Lucy looked at him briefly, and he did appear to be burdened by what his project had done. She admitted, "Dr. McGee doesn't have a very high opinion of you."

"Yes, you must work for Mercury Labs."

"When I feel like it," Lucy said with a shrug. "I'm good enough to not have to work full time hours to make full time money."

"That is impressive," Dr. Wells said nonchalantly. "And no, Dr. McGee does not like me. What do you think that says about me?"

"She's a good person, so I don't think it's for something petty… But what do I know? Other than that… I don't really care just so long as you take good care of Barry."

"We have the best equipment here, and Dr. Snow is very capable."

"Your security is pretty lousy, and by that I mean pretty much nonexistent."

"We don't have much to steal anymore, and we do have cameras."

"Great, so you'll have footage of when someone breaks in, but absolutely nothing to stop it. Although… it won't be a problem until I leave."

"Are you a bodyguard now?" Dr. Wells replied incredulously.

"No, but I can watch over myself and Barry if needed. Even from internal threats."

"Are you saying that you think that I might be a threat?"

"No. If I thought that, then you wouldn't be here right now."

"Now you're threatening an old man in a wheelchair?"

"If you don't hurt Barry, then you have nothing to worry about. But… I'm not like Joe or Dr. McGee or Barry, Dr. Wells. I'm not a nice person. If I thought for a moment that you would try to hurt him, I would have no problem beating you with the wheelchair. No offense," Lucy said with a cold expression before she put on a smile. "But that won't be a problem, will it, Dr. Wells? Because you're going to help him."

Dr. Wells was still staring at Lucy in shock before he seemed to gather his thoughts. A vein in his neck twitched before he answered, "Of course. That attitude won't make you very many friends here."

"I don't need friends," Lucy replied honestly and sat beside Barry. "Just Barry."

"Because he reminds you of your brother?" Dr. Wells asked, regaining Lucy's attention. "I heard some of your conversation with Joe."

"Yes," Lucy said sadly. "I watched my brother die for hours. He'd flat-line just for them to bring him back again. All that work. All those tears. All those prayers. And nothing mattered. Gone."

"I'm sorry for your loss."

"That's sweet of you. Particularly since I just threatened to beat you with your own chair."

Dr. Wells laughed, which surprised Lucy, and said, "It was one that I haven't heard before. The outright malice is a bit refreshing… and I can understand wanting to protect the people you care about."

Dr. Wells' face looked more tender for a moment before he excused himself from the room. Lucy turned her attention back to Barry. Pushing his hair out of his face, she smiled and rested her head on her arm, humming an old lullaby.