Disclaimer: I don't own The Flash unfortunately (neither show nor character).
Story: Fastest Woman Alive. She wasn't fast enough to save her mother then, but she was fast enough to save others now. The lightning chose her for a reason, right?
Set as an AU, genderbending fic.
Spoilers: All seasons and Flash universes.
Warnings: Age disparity, cursing and violence for now…hm, just in case since I'm usually writing it, bit of crazy humor, perverted humor, morbid or sarcastic humor, and maybe some sexual situations…
Pairings: Eddie/Fem!Barry, Reverse Flash/Fem!Barry, one-sided Iris/Fem!Barry, Cisco/Lisa Snart, Caitlin/Ronnie, somewhat of Oliver/Fem!Barry and Felicity/Fem!Barry (Oliver/Fem!Barry/Felicity?) etc…

Flash Through Like Lightning
Chapter Eight: Hit It, Katy Perry!

Len gave a little strange look to her, before giving a short laugh.

"You can't offer me a job," he gave a twisted version of a grin. "I'm going to prison. I can't pull off a job in prison."

Barry rolled her eyes. "Yeah, right. I bet you could. And we both know you probably have a contingency plan in place to get you out of going into prison. In any case, none of that matters. You're not going to prison. I told you I'd find you a job with all the 'thrills and danger.'"

Len frowned then. "How is that going to happen then, little Berrykins?"

"I'm not little anymore," she muttered, before addressing the now somewhat amused man. "I can get you to join a team. They'll be hunting down…dangerous…people. Yeah, it'll be fun," she chuckled weakly, having not exactly thought out her proposal and what exactly she was going to say. At his look, she shrugged. "It's classified?"

At his skeptical face, she sighed. "Look, just give it a try. You're not exactly going to lose anything."

He looked deep in thought, before staring her straight in the eyes. "By hunting down 'dangerous people'…you wouldn't be meaning people like that woman at the bank, who had all that speed?" his voice began to tinge excitement.

Barry hid her cough. "Yeah…like her. Only not her per se."

Len looked taken aback and even slightly disappointed. He had a score to settle after all. "Why not?" he pressed her.

"Because you can't be hunting me down!" she hissed, giving him a pout and annoyed look.

His eyes practically lit up at that. "You can –"

"Sh!" she cut him off, nervously looking around. "I'll tell you all about it later. I'll even give you a demonstration. But well?"

He smirked. "Yeah, sounds good to me. If there are others with…powers like that, I want to have a shot at tearing them down. Sounds like all the thrills and danger you promised me, Berrykins."

Barry was so excited, she began to slightly vibrate. Panicking, she tried to calm down. As she looked at Len though, his own reaction was actually visible, as he watched her really show her power a bit, even if she hadn't meant it. His slate gray eyes were only slightly widened, but that it was shown at all showed he'd really been taken aback by the display.

Barry gave a slightly embarrassed grin at him. "I'll go get everything set up, and then you'll be out of there by the end of the day."

"Looking forward to it," Len gave her a mock salute, and she quickly walked out of there to head to Singh's.

She tried practicing what she was going to say to the Captain while she headed there, to make up for her lame preparation to talk to Len, but it was hard to find the words that'll make her decision make sense and get him to agree.

Did he have to agree though?

It would certainly make her feel better if he did, though she was certain that he didn't actually have to agree with her. She wasn't even sure she had to really tell him much, though she thought it would help things if he was more aware of it all. He was the one literally in charge of this station and thankfully on her side, so it was the logical choice to make sure he had all the information to be able to make sure things got a handle on and help out when needed.

"You're thinking too much," his voice sounded wryly. "What is it now, and hadn't I told you to go home earlier?"

Blinking, she realized she'd somehow already made her way to and in his office without herself realizing it. She gave him a sheepish look.

"Um, yeah. I had a thought…" At his raised eyebrow, she took a deep breath. "Thing is…You remember Waller?" His pinched expression said that yes, he did remember her alright. "Yeah. Well. She said I can have a team. So I have a member in mind."

"Already?" he asked in surprise. "You've run across a meta?"

At her uncomfortable look, Singh frowned and looked at her expectantly.

"I think Leonard Snart would be a good addition," she said quickly.

He grimaced. "You wouldn't happen to be doing this out of some misplaced childhood fondness and loyalty?" Because he and every other person in that station knew about Len Snart and little Barry all those years ago, when she ran away from Joe and gave everyone a heart attack at her disappearance (before she was found at Iron Heights, which gave everyone a different kind of panic). They all also had to listen to Joe complain every year about the mysterious Steiff teddy bear that showed up on Christmas on their doorstep (and who they knew came from Snart, even as anonymous and without evidence as it was).

Barry only just barely refrained from pouting. "No," she denied, though she found her voice sounded halfhearted. She inwardly pouted.

"Yeah, sure, Berrykins," he made a jab at her. Everyone also knew of the nickname the criminal had bestowed onto her.

"Captain," she widened her eyes and leaned forward, letting herself pout a little at last.

He sighed in aggravation, but his face softened a little. "I'll get the arrangements fixed. Waller has a few people stationed around, probably to watch us closely, but at least to help out. I'll have them assigned to be in charge of Snart's transfer. You can get him while he's en route, and bring him to wherever you plan to house your group."

She beamed happily at him. "Great! Don't worry, he'll be a perfect fit, Captain! Even though he dropped out of high school, he's actually really smart."

Singh nodded, shooing her away, and she delivered the news to Len.

"My sister will probably on the way then," Len admitted. "She's usually the backup that breaks me out of this kind of situation."

"Lisa?" Barry perked up. "Oh, so I can finally meet her?"

Len laughed at her. "Yes. And she can finally meet you. I told her about you. She got all giddy and excited, though she was sad that she never got to meet you herself. Even though that reaction was like when she was practically a kid, she's stupidly still the same way even now."

That put Barry in even more of a good mood. So much so, that by the time she had to go and retrieve Len, she was way overexcited. She waited with him, and the two ARGUS soldiers by the armored prison truck, playing Go Fish as they waited around for Len's sister.

"She's late. She knows I hate it when she's late," Len complained.

"Go fish," Percy, one of the ARGUS guards, muttered.

Barry's stomach growled. "I think I'm hungry," she announced, and everyone gave her a deadpan look that said 'Obviously.' "Anyone else? I'm thinking Big Belly Burger. Any requests?"

Percy was on board, so was Rick (the other ARGUS worker), but Len frowned. "I'm actually dying for some sushi. You mind?"

"Nope! I'll be back in a few."

And she really was back quickly enough, and was about to hand the food out just as Lisa Snart arrived and was holding a gun to poor Percy and Rick's heads.

"Er, what?" Lisa was startled and confused at Barry's appearance, and by how she appeared.

"Lisa, this is Barry. Barry, my sister," Len drawled in boredom, snatching his food from Barry.

"You want some food?" Barry asked, giving what she hoped to be a friendly smile.

Lisa put down the gun and shrugged. "Yeah, sounds good. Can I get sushi too?"

And as Barry went off, she was glad to see Len pull his sister closer and begin some explanations. At least she didn't have to do that this time. However, she noticed she was beginning to feel a bit…strained. Brushing it off, she got Lisa's food and hurried back. Although, when she got back, she'd stumbled a little and her vision blacked out for a moment.

"Barry!" She felt Len's large hands brace her and she shook her head a little. "What's wrong?"

On her other side, she felt Lisa grasped hold and help her brother straighten her up and head towards the armored truck. Percy and Rick made room, while Barry was sat onto the back of the truck where they'd all been eating.

"What happened?" Len demanded.

Barry winced. "I don't know. I started feeling strained earlier, and when I got back the feeling really hit me, and my vision even went black for a sec."

"Side effect maybe?" Rick interjected. "Of your powers."

Barry thought on it. "Maybe. I guess I have to check with the others, see what they think."

"What other side effects do you have?" Lisa asked, eager about this whole metahuman business her brother had told her about. And well, she was curious about Barry too –being that this was the girl her brother had told her about all those years ago, and who he had annually given an expensive European brand teddy bear to. She was even prettier than she'd imagined, and a bit guileless. She was the sweet type, the kind of girl Lisa usually scoffed at and shook her head in pity.

But well…it's hard to dislike her when she's grinning goofily and shyly at her.

"Um, well, I can't really get drunk," Barry started off, immediately making a face at that. Everyone agreed, feeling sympathetic. "And I guess, if I'm not paying attention, if I get overexcited or something, I start to vibrate."

"Well, doesn't sound too bad," Lisa decided. "I guess no zooming off to whatever location she wanted to bring Len and me at, huh?"

"I don't think I should," Barry confessed.

"Alright, we'll get you there then. Where are we heading?" Percy cut in, getting up from his spot and heading out of the back to head to the driver's seat. Rick followed after.

"STAR Labs!" Barry informed them, before laying sprawled on the floor of the back. "Ugh, now I'm really feeling crappy."

Len hnned, still eating, though he'd settled more into the truck and had closed his side's door. He shoved an inarizushi against Barry's lips, and she eagerly chomped down on it. Lisa slipped in more as well, and shut her own door. She idly pressed a California Roll to Barry's mouth, who unquestioningly opened it and took a bite.

Barry sighed happily, eyes fluttering. "Mm, that's so good…"

Lisa was tempted to laugh. Oh yeah, this girl was adorable. It made Lisa want to grab hold of the girl and cuddle. She could even see Len's reaction to that too. He'd yell at her and lecture her, face flushed red in irritation. She always was one of the few that could get under Len's skin.

"You're cute," Lisa said aloud, causing Len to shoot her a warning look while Barry blushed. "I guess this means we get to keep her this time."

"Lisa, be quiet, will you?" Len twitched.

Music interrupted the atmosphere and Lisa burst out into laughter, while Len looked even more irritated.

"You do have a rather Eminem-like thing going on," Lisa grinned widely, looking at her brother mischievously. At Barry's stifled giggle, Lisa's grin widened even more.

Len fully glared at his sister then. "Fuck you, Lis."

Ohh, it got serious now.

Lisa smirked. "Awww, but Lenny babe, you're totally Slim Shady."

Then they started loud bickering, while Barry found a space to the side to watch them as she started in on her own food.

"Siblings," Rick told his partner, shaking his head (despite the fact he was the one to purposely put on that music to subtly poke at Leonard Snart).

Percy snorted and agreed.

They finally made it to STAR Labs –and wasn't that a kicker? Although none of them should really be surprised the place still had people in it and that it had something to do with Barry and the metahumans.

From there, Len crouched down with his back to the truck's opened back, and Barry grumblingly climbed onto his back and let him piggyback her into the building. With Len's no-negotiation stare and Lisa's amused outlook towards the whole thing, it wasn't like Barry could argue back successfully.

Rick and Percy were no help at all. They played blind, deaf, and dumb. And as soon as Len had her, they drove quickly away.

"Welcome to the Len Snart Show!" was heard echoing in the Cortex as three figures marched in.

"Lenny, I thought you didn't care to be an Eminem wannabe?" the unknown female asked in amusement.

"Shut up, Lisa," the intimidating male grumbled. He shifted and let down a more familiar brunette, who had previously been hanging onto his back.

The others may not be familiar with the two, but Harrison was well aware of just who had walked in with Barry. Who, alarmingly, had stumbled onto the floor and was swaying slightly.

"What's wrong with her?" he asked sharply, looking at the Snart siblings.

His intense gaze and tone, satisfactorily, put them in their place and had them straightened up –though he knew Cold wouldn't be happy about it later when he remembered and was more in control of himself.

"We think it's a side effect of some sort, because of her speed," Snart frowned.

So they knew about Barry now. Harrison was at a disadvantage at the moment, given that everything was not as it was. Of his memories, scattered as they were, the absolutely last timeline he'd been had been the clearest and almost completely remembered. His original timeline was next, but he tended not to focus on that time, given how young and inexperienced he'd been.

It was the first time he'd witnessed Barry's death, and it had been absolutely traumatizing.

"Cisco, if you wouldn't mind helping these two get settled somewhere? I have a feeling they'll be staying here indefinitely. Caitlin, you and I will be running tests on Barry to make sure nothing's wrong and find out what's happening to her," he smiled faintly, despite wanting to not be as affable as he had to be.

At the very least, he already knew what was wrong with Barry. He just needed to have everyone find out as well.

Allowing Caitlin to perform her tests and then go off to finish them off and hopefully get the right results, he moved his wheelchair closer to Barry.

"I tried calling you," he told Barry concernedly, sincerely concerned and also upset that he'd been caught off guard by everything.

Barry blinked at him. Then she panicked and started to pat herself down. "Oh! I forgot about my phone. It's somewhere in my lab…"

She looked apologetically at him and he sighed, letting it go. It was too late anyway, given the Snart siblings' presence there. And that was completely off the wall from any timeline he'd remembered.

"It's nothing. I was just going to warn you about an armored truck heist," he told her, feeling it was now a moot point.

But then Barry coughed and blushed slightly. "Ah about that…"

And then she was telling him about Amanda Fucking Waller and then the whole mess after, leading to her recruiting Snart (and his sister as bonus), who apparently she met when she was younger.

Oh, for fucks' sake…

None of that was familiar, and Harrison felt anxiety grip him as he realized how far out of control he was, and that he needed to know more about what had been happening to her as soon as possible. And damn Waller…there was no way he would let her get her claws in Barry.

"Be careful with Waller, Barry," he warned, feeling extremely aggravated now. "She's a dangerous woman."

"You know her too?" Barry asked, curious about that.

Harrison gave her a tight smile. "I've had dealings with the government before."

Before they could continue their conversation, the Snart siblings were back with Cisco, along with Caitlin reentering the Cortex as well.

"Any news?" Cisco asked her hopefully, scooting away from the criminal siblings who intimidated him. Not that he knew they were criminals yet…

"Apparently she's suffering from hypoglycemia. Because of Barry's speed, she's gained a sped-up metabolism, which means she needs to ingest more calories to maintain her energy level," Caitlin explained.

"So she's got to eat more to compensate for her speed," Len concluded.

Cisco and Caitlin looked over to the siblings.

"No offense, man, but who are you?" Cisco asked.

Barry interrupted here, explaining to them what she'd just told Harrison. That made the others cringe.

"Er, how the heck are we going to get them all to cooperate, and what about the ones who won't be on the team and all? Where do we keep them?" Cisco looked around.

"We could convert the Pipeline," Harrison was surprised that Caitlin was the one who suggested that. He'd just been about to speak out. "With some adjustments, we can use it to contain the metahumans."

"Sounds good to me," a new voice cut in, and they looked to see Deadshot walking into the room. "Geeze, kid, you could have told me yourself about the recruitment and everything that went on. I had to get called on by the Wall."

Harrison tensed up, watching the man warily. He could see Cold also tense slightly, but the other man wasn't aware of who the other was.

"Hey, Deadshot!" Barry waved cheerily, making Harrison twitch again and Cold to straighten up.

Deadshot had already recognized Cold, watching the man in boredom. Cold, however, recognized the other after hearing what Barry called him. Even if Snart had never run across the assassin before, he had plenty of contacts that had led him to finding out and knowing about the other.

The thing was, both Harrison and Snart knew that this man was dangerous. Cold had killed before, yes, but he was a master thief. He was good at what he did, and did it exceptionally. But Deadshot was good at what he did, which involved far more killing than Snart was used to or had done.

And well, Harrison was playing paraplegic until he was home free due to that "miracle cure" he'd been working on, with Barry. Hence, he'd been no threat to either men, in their eyes. He really had to scoff at that.

He watched closely as Deadshot moved closer towards Snart, who tensed even more. But Deadshot only held out a hand, and Cold took it carefully. They shook hands, and that seemed to be it –until Deadshot flipped Snart's hand and quickly injected something, causing the master thief to yank his hand back and jerk away, moving into a defensive stance.

"What did you just do?" Snart growled lowly, while everyone stared at the hitman with shock and unease.

Deadshot ignored him, turning to essentially his "partner." Barry fidgeted, but Deadshot handed her the injector.

"It's a precaution," Deadshot informed her. "Waller's stipulation. I and the others in the Suicide Squad," the name made the others balk, "have bombs attached to our spines. Used to be in our necks, but then mine's was cut out at one point and Waller made the decision to relocate them around our spines." The bomb thing made everyone look at him incredulously and uncomfortably.

But Deadshot wasn't done. "Snart –and the future members you pick –has been injected with a nanobite virus that is set to spread poison through the body and kill him through a remote activation."

Now that caused Cold to snarl and start to march towards Deadshot, only for Barry to slip into the spot beside him and stop him. Harrison noted it with narrowed eyes, especially since Cold actually did stop at her behest.

"Caitlin and Cisco, and even Dr. Wells, will take a sample and I'm sure they'll be able to find a cure. I'm confident they can," Barry flashed a supportive grin towards those three she mentioned. Harrison could only smile back, though his mind was quickly flipping through the consequences of this situation they were in. She looked back to Deadshot. "You don't have to tell Waller everything, do you?"

"Nope," Deadshot smirked. "I just have to report. And I've got no lost love with her, so I don't really care to tell her shit."

Still feeling dissatisfied, Snart backed down when Barry held his arm back. His sister joined him on his other side.

"I guess I'm in too?" Lisa held out her arm. "I suppose if this Waller woman finds out I'm in the group and not got the virus thing, Barry and you will be in trouble."

"Barry will be in trouble. I might be blown up," Deadshot said matter of fact. "You'll have to wait on it, or simply say you were injected too, 'cause I don't got anymore. They might check Snart, but they'll pass on you if your brother's positive on it."

"Are you sure?" Barry furrowed her eyebrows. "I don't want you to, uh…get blown up," she finished lamely, flinching at that.

Deadshot grinned viciously. "Hazards of the job. Anyway, we'll have to risk it. I really only received that one dose, because you sprung Snart's recruitment on us and no one had really expected you to find someone quickly. Waller passes on her approval, though she says she would've preferred a meta right off the bat."

"I've got someone in mind that could be fit in," Cold said. Harrison eyed him, having a feeling he knew who the man was talking about. "Mick Rory. Worked with him a lot before we had an argument and split up, but he's a good partner. When he focuses, that is. He's a complete pyromaniac, with his fascination with fire being his downfall of sorts."

"He's not a meta, like you, right?" Deadshot interrupted.

Snart glared at him coolly. "I'm not, but I'm not sure if he's recently acquired any powers of note. We haven't been in touch, though I fully know where he's hiding out."

Deadshot hummed. "You two will –and your sister, while we're at it –need some sort of weapons to fight against the likes of people who've got powers and all. Any input, STAR Labs folks?"

"We don't do weapons here," Caitlin said shortly, her face stoic.

Harrison kept quiet, though he did briefly look to Cisco, who was fidgeting.

"I might have something," Cisco reluctantly said. "I was working on something just earlier that I was just going to scrap, because it was unneeded, but…" he glanced at Barry, looking uncomfortable. She was only looking back in curiosity. "It was supposed to be a gun that shot out cold energy, something that could…be used to stop Barry," he reluctantly admitted.

At that, Barry looked conflicted. Cisco hurried to continue.

"It was just a failsafe, just in case you went and became a psycho, like all the other metas that look like they have been up to causing problems around the city," Cisco unhappily explained. "But then I thought again and decided there's just no way, and with Caitlin thinking it too, I just thought it would be better to scrap the plans and not continue on."

Barry gave him a small smile. "I understand. Precautions had to be done and I'm glad you told me now, instead of me finding out later, especially after we've definitely become closer and more trust would have been built by then. I think I prefer you telling me now. If you had kept this from me, I think I would have been more upset that you'd kept it from me at all, especially after we've really gotten closer by then and we would have really gotten to know each other. Versus the fact that you had come up with and made the weapon against me, I think that would hurt more."

Harrison remembered that alright. Last time, she'd been upset and angry that Cisco had thought of and even made the weapon, but she had understood the reasons why and had let that part go. What had gotten to her though, was that even after all that time after, after all the trust and getting closer and becoming friends, it had still been kept from her. And then there was that her ignorance of the weapon had caused a man to die on her watch.

"Can you make a hot end counter to that gun?" Deadshot asked Cisco.

"If you mean something like a flamethrower, like yeah. Sure I can," Cisco shrugged.

And so Captain Cold and Heatwave get born again into the world, despite that this timeline they wouldn't have since Cisco had decided against the creation of the Cold Gun. Then again, it seemed one way or another, their personas got created anyway.

Some things were just inevitable, and Harrison hated that.

"Berrykins, ready to head over and meet Mick?" Snart asked Barry.

The nickname made Harrison inwardly cringe. What was Cold doing, calling Barry something so personal like that? When and how, is what he further wanted to know as well.

"Ugh, why does everyone enjoy all these puns on my name?" Barry grumbled.

Snart snickered at her. "You didn't complain when I gave you the nickname."

"I was eleven and focused on talking to you, and remembered that I was there to break my dad out of prison."

Harrison really needed to find out everything that he could, as fast as he could.

Barry had picked up Len, who was also disgruntled about it (first Deadshot and now him. What was it about guys and being picked up by her? How else was she going to transport them?). She remembered Len's directions and was quick to speed all the way to the location, even going a bit faster than she would normally. She didn't even stop outside, bursting instead through the doors and startling the man inside. Once inside, she abruptly stopped and put Len down. Although, due to her speed, her normal clothes had caught on fire, as well as Len's. She helped pat his down, while getting rid of the sparks of fire on her clothing too.

When she looked up to see Mick Rory and see what he looked like, she instead found him staring at her in awe, eyes bright and almost feverish. She hesitantly waved hello.

"Er, Len?" she prodded Len.

But before he could, Mick blurted out. "You were on fire."

Barry looked at him in surprise. "Yes, I suppose so. I mean, it's not like I can spontaneously combust into fire or anything. I just went so fast that our clothing caught fire, is all."

That didn't seem to really matter much to Mick, or change his awed look.

Len snorted to her side. "I think he's infatuated," he muttered in amusement.

At her annoyed look, Len stifled his chuckle and made Mick focus on him, heading over to the man and bringing him to the side. He patiently and in full detail explained what was happening, what they were offering, and likely what Mick would do. He also made sure not to leave out the stupid injection thing, but Mick actually didn't seem too bothered by it.

Mick grunted. "Sounds interesting alright. I get to fire it up a lot?" At his nod and answer of "Probably," Mick grinned a little more. And then he glanced over at a bored Barry, who had taken to rocking on the balls of her feet, and he gained a strange flush to his face. Len twitched and almost glared at the other, although he settled for a scowl and a snap of his fingers in front of Mick's face.

"Focus. You in?"

Mick's eyes darted over to Barry again. "We working with her?"

"More or less for her, but yeah. With her too," Len answered in exasperation, though he felt like glowering at the pyromaniac. Still, a tinge of overprotectiveness and even possessiveness gripped him for a second, before he pushed those feelings down.

"I'll join," Mick agreed gruffly. "If we're facing tougher opponents, I can throw around fire more."

"Yeah, fine. Her team's already working on a flamethrower gun for you anyway," Len gestured at Barry.

Mick perked up and almost seemed giddy at that, but as he glanced at Barry again, that strange flush appeared once more. It was…weird. To be honest, Len had never seen Mick act like this. Ever. It was weird and strange, and completely uncharacteristic of the man. Mick then darted his eyes from Len to Barry.

"You, uh, going to introduce me, Len?"

Len hid the roll of his eyes, leading the way to her. She noticed them coming and straightened up, focusing on them intently.

"Barry, this is Mick Rory, a former heist partner. He's in for your team. Mick, this is Barry Allen –that girl I told you about back then."

Mick glanced between them in surprise. "Wait, she that girl who broke into Iron Heights to free her dad? That cute brat you met and promised you all that crap about being friends forever and monsters under beds and shit? And the silly job offer?"

Both Barry and even Len turned red, with Len glaring at Mick irritably. One, Barry was embarrassed she was remembered like that, and that Len had actually talked about her to others, aside from his sister. And Len didn't appreciate all that being blasted out into the open.

Mick barked out a laugh. "Seems like she grew even cuter with age, Len! 'Lo, Berrykins! Good to be working with you," he grinned wildly.

Barry, even more red, held out her hand. He shook it enthusiastically. "Nice to meet you."

And that was how that meeting went. Luckily, as smooth as possible.

"We're bringing him to the lab?" Len asked Barry. At her nod, he turned to Mick and explained to him where they were going and that it was likely going to be their place of residence for a long while.

"Are you going to bring us there?" Mick asked Barry, creepy in how shy and hopeful he sounded.

Barry was startled at the question, but nodded. "Yeah. It's faster that way."

"Can you get me to catch on fire?"

"…I guess. If your clothes aren't flame retardant."

Mick was back to grinning and had told them to wait a sec as he changed. Barry and Len waited around uncomfortably, exchanging awkward glances.

"He means well. He's just…a little obsessed with fire."

Barry coughed.

"I can…see that."

By the time they reached STAR Labs, with first Len being transported and then Mick quickly after, the first thing they heard was –

"'Cause you're hot and you're cold, you're yes and you're no –"

Barry stifled a giggle, but the men still heard it, giving her –what they would never admit to –a rather pouty look.

"Well, now that's timing," Barry laughed outright. "What are the chances that we'd come back, at the same time as Cisco playing Katy Perry's Hot N' Cold? That's coincidence at its best."

Grumbling, they pushed past the giggling female and entered into the Cortex, where Cisco was finishing up his work.

"I'm hoping you got things done in our absence?" Len muttered unhappily, eying the computer's speakers.

Cisco jumped and looked at them guiltily, not-so-subtly reaching out to lower the volume. The song was on repeat for God's sake!

"I got the Cold Gun specs finished, and since it's done, I'm using it as a mirror for the Heat Gun and which means I can be finished quickly with it," Cisco answered hurriedly.

Barry watched Len and Mick both nod satisfactorily, unconsciously shifting their bodies and into mirrored positions opposite of the other, and even posturing into intimidating poses. Then they both turned their heads towards her, with Len's signature smirk and Mick's matching grin.

"Looks like your team's coming along," Len drawled.

Mick gave her a mock salute.

From behind them, Cisco whistled. "Yeah! Now we've got Captain Cold and Heatwave to mix things up!"

Both men glanced back approvingly. "Good names, kid. We can work with those," Len acknowledged him.

And Barry stared at them, feeling oddly like this was right. She also couldn't help but notice just how cool the two of them looked, and imagining them with their new names made the image even cooler.

Somehow she could imagine them with their superguns in hand, wearing their usual outfits, and really cutting intimidating figures to face against.

Started 7/27/15 – Completed 8/5/15

A/n: Well, looks like the whole group's coming together (snickers). And for some reason, I'm oddly fond of Mick, the poor guy. Anyway, this means fun times ahead! I hope everyone enjoyed! Please leave a review!

Quick Points:

1. Eminem!Len: No, seriously. It may be a joke in here, but when I was searching for a song to listen to while writing the beginning, I went with Eminem and listened to "Cleaning Out My Closet", and I swear I was hearing Len's. It's practically Len's life XD

2. The Eobard Chronicles/When Harry Met Barry: Just a reminder that "The Eobard Chronicles" (the side-fic to this) and "When Harry Met Barry" (a collection of one-shots, etc. about fem!Barry and the original Harrison Wells) are posted up, if anyone's curious to read them. It'll be much appreciated!