Caitlin unloaded the groceries from the trunk, the vinyl material of her new car scratched the pads of her fingers. Since the attack, it seemed she’d upgraded to the newest model. A way to erase the memory from her mind. She worried more about Cisco, the only friend she could protect, had gone rogue and was now holed up in his apartment. There had to be way in which to contain his vibes for long enough to him to take control of his own will. Taking the stairs slowly, Caitlin contemplated the thought of telling Cisco about her own meta struggles. Then again, did she want to see the crushing looking on his face. “Cisco?” she knocked softly on the door, clutching the stuff closer to her chest.
Cisco practically ran to the door when he heard Caitlin’s voice at the door. He hadn’t seen the woman in a while, and he missed her. “Cait! Hi! Please, come inside!” He said, holding the door open for the woman. “Did you buy groceries? You didn’t have to. I was going to go out tomorrow and buy stuff. Thank you, though.” Cisco realized he was talking really fast and kind of loud, so he started biting his nails, a nervous habit he’d been trying to break for years. “How are you?”
Cisco backup 