Lisa had been eating quickly out of habit. It was something she hadn’t broken from childhood. She had to eat fast if their father was around because he was terrifying to be around. Couple that with his temper, it was dangerous to be a child around him. She also ate fast because family dinners had been few and far between. More often than not, she and Len would handle it themselves. If they had a formal meal, they were sitting ducks.
She had to shake her head to get herself out of the bombardment of memories that flooded her. Now wasn’t the time for that.
Glancing over at Cisco, who has fallen uncharacteristicly quiet, she knew it wasn’t just because he was stuffing his face. The pain pills were kicking in and he was already drifting. She grabbed the boxes and brought them to the kitchen. Nothing worse than dropping food in bed.
“If you need more let me know but given you’re crashing, I’ll keep these out here. Go to sleep, you’re safe I promise.” She said, from the doorway.
She still had no intentions on breaking her promise. She was going to go through his stuff but nothing too invasive. Hell, she was debating hiding notes around the place just to see if he would find them. Anything to kill the time while he slept. She would worry about sleep when she got home.
“But I don’ wanna sleep. He’s gonna get me.” He mumbled, snuggling into the bed. “I can’t defend m’self.” Cisco’s eyes were heavy, and he couldn’t fight the sleep any longer. Sleep overcame him, and he fell quickly into REM sleep. About 30 minutes into his sleep, he began to thrash about, trying to fight back despite his sleep paralysis. “No. Don’t. I won’t tell. Please.” He mumbled, his voice getting louder with each word. In his mind he knew it was Thawne and not Wells, but the scene was the same each time. Always the same words, same movements. He could never change it.
Cisco backup 