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Chapter 5

Eddie was so sore he winced every stair he climbed. He wasn't completely healed from his run in with that scarlet menace, but he decided he couldn't stomach another day resting at home. Then one of the perps him and Joe were investigating tried to rabbit and shoved him into a wall. And finally Captain Singh had him test the skills of one of their new bails bondsman Santana Lopez.

She was a fiery little spitfire. Eddie couldn't see her asking from help from anyone. Hell, one of the new recruits tried to flirt with her and Lopez spun him over her hip and put him in an arm bar. He couldn't really picture anyone dating that woman.

Woman might be pushing it. Harpy was a better description, but he would never say anything to her face. He was a little bit terrified of going to toe to toe with Lopez the madwoman. It would be hard to even be friends with her with the number of sarcastic quips and biting words that came out of her mouth.

Eddie looked longingly at the doors to the elevator. If the precinct wasn't watching him to make sure he was fine then he wouldn't have batted an eye. He would have taken the elevator not even caring how lazy it would look using the elevator to go up one floor. If he didn't need the ballistics report from Allen like yesterday Eddie would have been content sitting at his desk thinking of his girlfriend while trying not to show that he was thinking about his girlfriend because she was... you know, his partner's daughter.

Eddie winced again, but he couldn't tell if it was the directions his thoughts went or how his injuries were jarred when he reached the top of the steps. He took a deep breath to settle the echoes of pain that went through his body and when to head into Allen's lab when he stopped again at the sound of musical laughter from within.

He knew eaves dropping was wrong, but it wasn't like Allen knew that many women. Barry was a nice kid, but sometimes him and Iris were too close for his own comfort. So instead of entering the cracked open door to the lab he stopped. Maybe he could get some insight...

"Seriously, She-queer-a? You want me to essentially play bait?" He heard Allen say. In that one sentence Eddie knew that Allen wasn't talking to Iris. The tone was wrong and Allen would never insult her if he wanted to stay alive. Then again, Eddie didn't think he had ever heard Allen insult anyone... ever.

"You say that like I'm trying to get you killed or do something terrible to you my snarky little meerkat. It is just a date." That was Lopez's voice! Her and Allen were friends? It seemed unlikely. They were so different. Maybe it was just someone who sounded like that she-devil?

Eddie peeked around the door in time to see Allen cross his arms and stare down Lopez (holy shit it really was Santana Lopez!) with a raised eyebrow before he sped back to his original position. "Satan, I fail to see how you setting me up on a date with a known felony could be a good idea. Why did you come to me for this and how is it my problem? No matter how good you look in my sweatshirt, you're the bondsman not me. Why should I help?"

"You say that like you have a choice Fievel. I have plenty of blackmail I can bring to the office if you try to turn me down and you owe me anyway." Eddie heard Allen huff out a laugh before Lopez continued. "The mark, Samantha Rolland, is part of the upper class and looking to climb higher. You invited her to attend a gallery opening uptown where only the scions of society can get in."

"I don't have an internet dating account." Allen deadpanned.

"You don't have an internet dating account that you set up. She quite likes Sebastian Smythe. He can get into that opening no problem. And as for the wardrobe, you know your shirt looks far better on me than it ever did on you," she said with a smirk in her voice.

"I can't deny that. You cut quite the figure in my shirt darling." Allen said in an uncharacteristic purr. "Have you finally decided to be swayed by my considerable charms? Warm my bed for the night?"

Eddie held his breath. A general flirtation by a newbie ended with his breadth knocked out of him on his back. For Allen to issue such a blatant innuendo (what sort of twilight zone did Eddie enter where that was a legitimate start of a sentence?), he signed his death certificate. Would it be better to burst into there to prevent a murder in the station? But to Eddie's surprise Lopez just laughed.

"You're lucky your pretty because bullshit lines like that won't get you any. Plus, you have a date tonight with an embezzler. I'd hate to take a place on your dance card when I'm sure you two will hit it off so well. She really likes all of your pictures."

Allen chuckled again. "So, the truth comes out! You only want me for my body."

"Not at all Bas. I also want you for your money and connections. You are quite the catch for a money grubbing gold-digger." There was a pause where the two stared each other down. Then at a silent signal they both broke out laughing at the same time.

"It's great to have you here Snixx," Eddie heard Allen say with a smile in his voice. "What is the plan for tonight in order to get Rolland in your hands. I do hope you know you're buying me dinner for doing this. That or paying for my therapy for having to deal with those god awful one percenters..."

"Dinner it is. God knows how many sessions you would need to fix all of your problems." They both chuckled and again it was a light sound. "Here is what you need to know about your 'cover'. I tried to keep it as close to the truth as possible..."

With that Eddie turned away from the door while shaking his head. That was just too weird. Who knew Barry Allen could flirt like that? It kind of gave him the chills. It was... he didn't know what it was. Unnatural maybe?

The ballistics could wait a little. He was going to go back to his desk and try to forget he ever heard Allen and Lopez (the kid and the devil) teasing each other like old friends. Eddie had a feeling that trying to figure out that dynamic would just hurt his head. He would work through some of the paperwork there or something.

...Forget the stairs. Eddie thought he earned the trip in the elevator.

Author Note: I know it is short, but I do plan on have a multi-chapter or really long chapter coming up next. Like always, reviews are essentially crack to anyone who writes on this site and I'm no different. If you have any ideas or scenes you would like to see, let me know. I always think ideas from others inspire creativity even if I don't end up using them directly. Much love to all my readers. -Silver9tails