“No you didn’t Cisco.” Barry’s expresssion was twisted with worry, the exhausted speedster again out of his depth with what to do.
In a blur Barry was gone and then back again, the door to Cisco’s cell opening and he stepping inside. “Here’s the bracelets, and I’ve got some stuff for that shoulder…Are you hungry? Do you need something else? As much as I hate it I think it’s best if we keep you here for a bit.”
“How long was I gone?” Cisco said, taking the bracelets and snapping them around his wrists. “Can you put in a code?” He said, his voice melancholy. He immediately felt the effects of the bracelets. “No, I’m fine. I just want to get patched up and let you get back to your duties as the Flash. I know there’s probably a lot you have on your plate. I don’t mind staying here. That way you guys can monitor me. I don’t even know what’s going on. Maybe Cait can run some tests. Do you think she does Psych stuff?”
Cisco backup 