Jesse had spent the night in the Team Quick headquarters at STAR Labs. She just couldn't stand to be near her dad right now, couldn't stand how he refused to move on. Sitting on a cot she'd put up near the wall for the night she wondered if she was doing the same thing with Wally. They couldn't be together, and neither of them could go anywhere else unless they moved on. She didn't want to be waiting, bound to another person that she could never be with. She didn't want to turn into her dad.

Realizing what she had to do, Jesse dug a breakup cube out of her backpack. She'd bought it months ago but kept finding reasons why she and Wally would be okay and putting off the inevitable. The thing had been weighing down the bottom of her backpack and as she held it in her hands it felt so heavy. This was it though, she and Wally had to be done. She was setting them both free to live their lives and find someone they could be happy with on their own earth.

Recording her farewell was rough, but after it was over it was as though a weight had lifted from her shoulders. She knew she had done the right thing. She had a prearranged date night with Wally tonight, she would give it to him then and just rip the bandaid off.

Lights flicked on in the room and Jesse heard footsteps in the hall she was sure belonged to Moira. Sure enough the other woman came into view only a second later.

"Oh," Moira said as she saw Jesse sitting on her cot, "I didn't think anyone else would be here this early."

"It's okay," Jesse said, "I just had a fight with my dad last night and needed some space."

"Is everything okay?" Moira set down her bag at her workstation. "Is there anything I can do?"

Jesse sighed. "No, everything's not okay. Dad and me keep fighting and I just don't know what to do anymore."

"I know he's just trying to look out for you." Moira was trying to be helpful.

"That's the problem, I'm not a little girl anymore. I can take care of myself. Hell, I'm a metahuman, I can take care of myself better than ever now. But he just doesn't see that. He refuses to move on with his life and recognize that I've changed, that the world has changed." Her argument with her dad last night was a pure defeat. He was never going to be any different than he was now. He was never going move on.

"I'm sorry," said Moira, "if you ever need to talk, I'm here for you.'

Jesse smiled. "Thanks."

The door slid open again and Henry, Irina and her dad stepped into the room. Harry looked at her and opened his mouth as if to speak but Jesse didn't even have time to think about if she wanted to talk to her dad today or not because just at that moment an alarm started chiming from the metahuman monitors. Moira scurried over to the screen. "Something's going on at the courthouse."

Jesse paused at the edge of the sidewalk in front of the courthouse. The meta she was after stood in front of the stairs flailing a long electrical whip. Police officers were everywhere firing rounds at the attacker but the whip seemed to be giving off some sort of electrical charge that caused bullets to fall harmlessly to the ground.

The man laughed manically. "Foolish beings, don't you know that nothing you do can harm the Lasher!" The being was a bizarre green-grey color and his face was distorted and horrifying. The whip he thrashed about was sending chunks of concrete and shrubbery flying in all directions. The whip seemed to be giving off a protective shield as well as causing tons of damage to anything it touched.

Jesse took stock of the situation. Her first goal had to be to get that whip away from him. "Okay, Team Quick, we've got a meta in a bad mood. He's got a whip and he can use it to deflect bullets," Jesse called into her wrist communicator.

"Is he projecting some kind of force-field?" Henry's voice crackled into her earpiece.

"Maybe, it looks like electricity," said Jesse.

"Make sure you don't get tagged with that whip." This time it was Moira talking. "If it's as powerful as it looks it could completely overload your senses and leave you defenseless."

"Wasn't planning on it." Jesse ducked as a hefty chunk of sidewalk flew over her head. "I'm going to try and get the whip from him."

"No." Harry's voice cut into the conversation. "Jesse, you have to stay away from that whip, it's too dangerous."

Jesse ground her teeth, she didn't kind of didn't want to hear her dad's voice right now. "It's the only way to stop this, I'm going in." Jesse ignored Harry's protests from the other end and dashed forward to try and snatch the whip from the hands of the maniac. Sprinting at top speed she had the feeling that time had slowed down. She saw everything with clarity and could easily dodge both the police bullets and the flailing lash. She reached out a hand to touch the handle of the whip but as her fingers brushed the handle she a painful arc of electricity passed through her body. Jesse screamed and stumbled, falling to the ground on the other side of the Lasher. It took everything in her to roll twice to be out reach from his whip.

"Jesse!" Her dad's voice echoed in her ear. "Jesse are you alright?"

Jesse coughed and tried to catch her breath. "Apparently the handle is electrified too," she called into her comm.

"The meta must be emitting an electric charge into the whip," said Moira. "He might be able to do that to anything he touches, be careful."

"I need to get the whip away from him," Jesse rolled to her feet and again stepped back out of the whip's range. "If I don't he's gonna get somebody killed."

The Lasher began to advance on the police officers parked in front of the courthouse. "This is the last time you defy the Lasher, I will have my revenge!"

Jesse's earpiece crackled and this time Irina spoke, "Lasher appears to be an alias for the astronaut Ace Arn. He returned from space two years ago seemingly affected by some sort of space sickness. It made him go mad and he's been locked up since then. He may be looking for the judge who put him away."

So now they knew what he wanted. Jesse watched Lasher's slow progress toward the police line. Anything his whip touched burst into pieces, some of it even catching fire. "I can't get close to him, his whip is able to create a sort of barrier."

"Jesse," Harry's voice cut in again, "this meta is too dangerous, stay away from him."

"Dad, butt out." Jesse had had enough of this, there was no time to lose. Zipping forward she dodged around the Lasher and snagged the cops he was heading for. Yanking them to safety several blocks away she repeated the process up and down the street. This might get a little messy.

The Lasher halted in surprise as he realized that his targets were nowhere to be seen. "What trickery is this?" Lasher cried.

"No tricks, just Quick." Jesse skidded to a halt in front of him ignoring her dad yelling at her to get out of there in her earpiece.

Lasher seemed fine with this. "Then you'll bring me Judge Horton. That wretched woman locked me up, but no more!"d

Jesse dodged as the tongue of his whip snaked in her direction. "Not so fast, Lasher."

"Jesse," Henry's voice cut into her earpiece, "see if you can get the end of the whip wrapped around something."

Jesse dodged again, realizing what Henry was saying. "Would a crowbar work?" Jesse sped around to the other side of Lasher to buy herself a moment while he turned to follow her.

"Try to avoid anything metal." As Henry was saying it Jesse realized how obvious it was.

Jesse continued to dodge the battery of onslaughts from the Lasher as her eyes roved the surroundings looking for a suitable object. The crackle of electricity rang in her ear as she ducked the end of the whip just in time. She had to keep her wits about her.

"Jesse," her dad said again, "let the military deal with-"

"No, Dad. If you're not going to help, get off the comm." Jesse couldn't believe her dad was standing there telling her not to be a hero, not to help save her city. Her distraction cost her.

Laughing, the Lasher flicked his whip, Jesse didn't have enough time to get out of the way completely, the tip of it grazed her cheek. Jesse's body exploded with pain. She had just enough presence of mind to throw herself backward and away from Lasher and away from his whip. Meta-electricity raced through her body, it was like she was trying to short circuit.

"Jesse," Moira's voice could just be heard over the thundering of her own heart, "we've got you on camera, we just saw him get you. You have to press the badge on your chest."

Jesse saw the incoming whip of Lasher, he was following her, intent on destruction. Weakly, Jesse raised a shaking hand and pressed the lightning badge on her chest. Instantly, relief flooded through her body. Moira must have spent her first day on the team adding a few upgrades to her suit. Jesse sprang back to her feet. She was certain she could hear her father in the background having some sort of argument.

"Jesse," said Henry, "try and find a hose."

Jesse was still a little rattled from the electric shock, and it took a second to compute. Lasher's movements were lumbering and slow so as not to lose the advantage he had from the blurring whip, but he was almost in range of Jesse again.

Jesse glanced at the courthouse and saw an abandoned wheelbarrow on it's side under one of the courthouse windows. Figuring there might be a chance in that direction she raced over and started tossing through gardening supplies. Attached to the wall was a thick red rubber hose. Jesse grabbed the garden shears and sliced through the hose in two places giving her a decent but not unwieldy length to work with. Before Lasher had even realized she was gone, she was back.

"Okay, Lasher," Jesse flicked her length of hose like it was a whip of her own, "come and get me."

"You think you can fight me with that? Foolish child." Lasher raised his whip above his head and sent the end stinging towards Jesse. Jesse quirked her hose to intercept Lasher's attack and the end of the whip wound around the hose in a snug knot. Now Jesse just had to do what she was good at.

Turning on her heel, Jesse ran at top speed. Lasher's whip was firmly attached to the hose, but at the speed she was running the whip was easily yanked out of Lasher's hand. It was the work of a moment for Jesse to run the whip to the outside of town, where she deposited the still electrified object, and be back. Lasher was staring at his hand which no longer held the whip. Taking her metahuman dampeners, Jesse took advantage of the meta's shock and had him cuffed before he knew what was happening.

Police started to come forward now that the Lasher was disarmed and restrained. "Thank you," said the police chief.

Jesse threw him a two-fingered salute. "Just doing my duty, sir."

Jesse arrived back at STAR Labs simultaneously elated and infuriated. Team Quick had done an amazing job, better than she ever could have hoped for their first time together. Except for one member.

Striding into the Quick headquarters Jesse pulled off her mask. "Dad, you're off the team."

Whatever conversations had been happening died instantly.

"What?" said Harry, "You can't just throw me off the team."

"Yes, I can." Jesse wasn't going to budge, not this time.

"Jesse," Harry started.

"No. I've made up my mind. You can't be part of Team Quick anymore." Jesse knew she couldn't back down on this. Any sign of weakness and they'd be back to square one.

Harry came over to her and pulled her to the side of the room. Jesse could see that the others were trying to pretend they weren't hearing any of this. "Jesse," Harry said again, "what is this about?"

Jesse took a deep breath through her nose. "The fact that you even have to ask should tell you everything. Dad, you're a liability on the team. Every time I go up against any sort of danger you jump in and try and stop me. You tell me to run away, you distract and confuse me. I can't have you on my team anymore."

Harry frowned. "Jesse, I'm just trying to pro-"

"To protect me, I know. But you can stop. I'm The Flash now, Dad. A superhero. I'm also a grown woman. I'm not a little girl anymore, I've grown up and I don't need you." Jesse wanted those last four words to hurt and judging from the look in her dad's eye, they had.

Harry looked around, seemingly trying to reorient himself before looking back at her. "Is this about our fight last night?"

Jesse wanted to scream. "No, Dad, our fight last night is about this. You can't let go of anything, not Mom and her memory and how you felt about her and now you can't let go of me. I'm not going to let you keep a stranglehold on me just because you couldn't save Mom. I have to live my life and I won't let you stop me."

"I can't just stand there and not do anything while you're running into danger." Harry's voice was still calm but it contained an undercurrent of emotion. Jesse knew that her dad was telling the complete truth.

"Then don't, go visit Earth-1 and help Barry for a while." Jesse zipped over to her backpack, dug out the breakup cube, and zipped back before her father had so much as time to blink. "Give this to Wally for me. I was going to deliver it tonight anyway."

Harry took the cube. "This is a breakup cube."

"I know." Jesse was a little annoyed she was going to have to involve her dad in any of this.

"I thought you," Harry seemed to steel himself for the next word, "loved, Wally."

"This interdimensional thing isn't working for me, and we are both needed in our own worlds. But you're not. You can go there and help Team Flash. I know they like having you around." Jesse tried to take a softer tone to encourage her dad to go and give them both a break.

Harry looked down at the cube in his hands. "What if something happens to you while I'm gone."

Jesse put a hand on her dad's cheek. "It's not. I'm going to be fine."

"I don't know," Harry was trying to find a way around leaving altogether.

"I do know, Dad. I need space from you to be my own person and not have you smothering me all the time. You need to get out of my hair for a while so I can figure things out just like Barry did on Earth-1. Except you know that I'm smarter than him, so I won't make as many mistakes."

Harry smiled just a little bit. "Jesse," he started.

"No, Dad, this is it. You're going to portal to Earth-1 tonight and give Wally the breakup cube and help Team Flash for a while. This isn't negotiable." Jesse ignored the twinge of guilt growing in her stomach, she had to stick to her guns.

Harry looked defeated. He nodded silently and lifted the cube up to indicate that he was going to do as she asked.

Jesse nodded and stepped back. She was unused to winning against her dad and something about this was more than the fight they'd been having. A sea change was taking place and both of them were feeling it. Turning to the rest of Team Quick she finally let the feeling of elation from their earlier win wash over her. "So, team, how did we do?"

Irina sat in the breaching room at STAR Labs watching as Harry filled his black backpack with things he deemed necessary for the journey to Earth-1. A sort of melancholy had descended on her at the news of Harry's departure. Of course, she could completely see Jesse's point of view on the matter. Harry had proven himself to be unhelpfully protective of his daughter more than once and that could cost her precious seconds in a life-or-death situation. There was something more going on between father and daughter though, they had a rift as wide as the Grand Canyon running between them.

Harry looked over at Irina as he wrapped a long cord around some sort of electronic device. "So, it looks like you and Jesse will have to find the rest of Team Quick without me."

Irina nodded. "Yes, it seems that way." Irina didn't know what she was going to do. Saying goodbye to this man so soon, and for who knows how long, was just wrenching.

Harry dropped the device into his bag then came over to sit next to Irina. "Um, I, well, I have something to ask you. A favor. I have to ask a favor. From you."

Hope surged in Irina, was he going to ask her to come with him? "What is it?"

Harry jerked his head in the direction of the Team Quick room. "Jesse. I want you to stay here and help Jesse. You're the missing element on her team. She needs you."

Hopes dashed, Irina swallowed. "Is that all you want from me?"

Harry looked away from her. "Irina, you're amazing." He smiled a little as he said it. "Really, one of the smartest women I've ever met, and I've met a lot."

The flattery soothed a little of Irina's disappointment. "Then why?"

Harry shook his head. "I can't. I'm not ready. I'll never be ready." Harry was looking anywhere but at her. "My wife, Triss, was everything to me. You don't just get over that. I don't just get over that." He took a steadying breath. "Now, Jesse is all I have left. She is my greatest accomplishment and the center of my universe. I need to know she's going to be okay."

Irina was touched. Harry wanting her to look after his daughter was the ultimate act of trust in her. "I won't let anything happen to her."

Harry looked at her at last. His blue eyes meeting her gaze in a way that made Irina know that he really was The One for her, she just wasn't The One for him. "Please take care of her."

Irina reached out and took hold of Harry's hand. "I will."

Silence fell between them for a moment. Irina could see Harry was off in the universe contained in his mind. Disentangling his hand from hers, Harry put his hand inside his pocket and drew out the card she'd given him at the beginning of the week. "So, are you ever going to tell me how you got my signature on this?"

Irina took the card and looked at the signature. It brought up feelings of warm nostalgia whenever she saw it. "My first husband gave this to me and I've kept it ever since. He was the Harrison Wells of Earth-342."

"You married a Harrison Wells on a different earth?" Harry had not seemed to be expecting that turn of events.

"Three of them, actually, and I had a long term thing with a fourth." Irina smiled to herself. "What can I say, I find you irresistible."

Harry just raised an eyebrow at her. "That's weird."

"Maybe," said Irina, "I have divorced all of them. I was just hoping you'd be different."

"Me?" Harry asked, but a second later seemed to catch on. "You came here hoping to, uh, woo me?"

Irina nodded. "I didn't realize things were so complicated here. More's the pity, I think we really could have been something."

Harry gave her a small smile. "You're crazy, you know that?"

"So I've been told by two of my husbands." Irina sighed. "I wish our paths were going in the same direction, but it seems like our callings have lead us elsewhere. However, if you ever change your mind, just let me know."

Harry shook his head. "I won't." His words weren't harsh however, just telling the truth.

...

Jesse hugged and kissed her dad on the cheek. "Say hi to everyone from me, tell them I miss them and that we should totally get together sometime."

Harry nodded. "I will. Be careful here, don't do anything dangerous."

Jesse gave him a nonplussed look. "My job is to do things that are dangerous."

Harry sighed. "Just try though."

Jesse shook her head. "You're impossible." Glancing at the backpack slung over his shoulder she asked, "Do you have the breakup cube with you?"

"It's sitting right on top, it'll be the first thing I do when I get there." Harry heaved the strap to reposition the bag on his shoulder.

"Don't listen to what it says, Dad, I said a lot of personal stuff that's just for me and him." Jesse warned hoping Wally wouldn't let him watch her hologram. Of course, most people wanted privacy when they got a breakup cube so she expected that Wally wouldn't play it when others were around.

"Oh, I won't, nope. I will not listen to what you recorded on that hologram." Harry's refusal was too strong. He'd already listened to it. She should have known better than to hand it to him so early.

Jesse leaned up on her tiptoes and hugged him again. "Take care of yourself, Dad. I love you."

Harry hugged her back, tighter than he had in a long time. "I love you too, my Jesse Quick."

Standing apart from each other Jesse tried not to let any of her welling tears leak out. She couldn't let him know how much she was going to miss him or else she'd never be rid of him. She felt Irina's hand on her shoulder as the other woman came to stand next to her. Harry backed away towards the portal and gave Jesse one last goodbye wave before turning around and stepping through to Earth-1.