Author's Note: Just to take a little break from Snowbarry: Season 1.

Barry liked parties. He liked music, and hanging out with his friends (especially a certain, brunet doctor), and he liked dancing. He wasn't big on the crowds, or on how some sort of villain and/or meta happened to crash the party every time, but, overall, he really did like parties.

Speaking of bad guys one still hadn't show up. Normally, that would be great. But this time they were there for the bad guy. It was a undercover mission; one of the first in Team Flash history. And it was to a Christmas party

And of course Cisco would suggest Barry and Caitlin posing as an undercover couple on their undercover mission. Said with a wink in Barry's direction, and an innocent smile in Harry's, he had gotten his way.

Not that Barry was against going as a couple with Caitlin. It was certainly less uncomfortable then it would have been with Iris, because of their history of dancing around each other before finally moving on. It was by far less awkward that if he had gone with Cisco, but that probably would have drawn more attention then they wanted to themselves. And Cisco probably wouldn't have suggested it. Hopefully.

The problem was, Caitlin was attracting just as much, maybe more, looks then he and Cisco posing as a couple would have. She was radiant and smiling and beautiful, and Barry (as well as many other guys), couldn't take his eyes off of her. She had already refused quite a few dance invitations, and if Barry had been in any other situation he would have been pleased.

But he knew that it was just so that they could stick together through the mission. He aloud himself, however, one shining moment of fantasy where they were a couple, and they were dancing the night away as two normal adults, laughing, and talking, and kissing, and refusing to dance with anyone else.

Caitlin elbowed him. "Barry, are you even hearing what I'm saying?"

"What?" He squeaked, his face going red. "What- no, you were saying something?"

She rolled her eyes, but there was a hint of a smile on her face. "I was just saying that I think that we need to give up on our meta friend tonight." She checked her watch. "It's 11:45, and, honestly, I'm getting tired. If they haven't shown up by now, I don't think they're going to."

Barry sighed. "Yeah, probably not."

Another man approached Caitlin with a broad smile. "Hi! I couldn't help but notice the dress from all the way across the dance floor. It's beautiful."

Caitlin looked down in surprise at the dark purple folds of her gown. "Oh, thank you."

"I was wondering if you would do me the honer of dancing with me." The man smiled again, ignoring Barry.

Caitlin looked flustered, in a way that Barry had only ever seen himself make her. She glanced at him, and took his stoic expression as a go ahead. "I would like that, thank you."

And before Barry could say a thing, the man was spinning her on to the dance floor. She was laughing with him, smiling up into his face, and Barry felt his hands clench into two very tight fists. No man was aloud to take Caitlin- his Caitlin- and make her laugh like that.

When they stopped, the man glanced up. "Hey, look. It's mistletoe."

Caitlin stopped smiling and immediately began to stutter, trying to pull away. Instead of letting her, the stranger leaned down.

Barry moved without thinking. He showed the man out of the way, and slammed his mouth on top of Caitlin's.

She gasped. "Barry!" But then she let herself go, and kissed him right back.

The man who had been rudely tossed away from his dance partner glanced over at the bowl of punch, wondering if it was normal to see speedsters take the form of men in black suits.

Author's Note: That was fun :) I'm thinking I'll either do Lexwell or Olicity next.. I'll have to see what grabs me more.