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( ic contact ) - ( sorry, guys, i got a little held up. you had to be there. )

he's beauty he's grace he'll fall right on his face.

Barry Allen
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The Flash
This is The Flash. Not Kid Flash or Impulse. The Flash. I can't text and run. I'll get back to you ASAP and you know that's pretty fast coming from me. BEEP.

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Why would I talk to The Flash unless it was to remind him just how low he still is even after all of our fights?

Barry, what are you talking about?

I think the better question is what are you talking about, Caitlin?

[ It bothers him to type her name. She hasn't gone by that name since he stopped using Barry and Cisco stopped using Cisco. But she's going by that name here. Just like he's going by Barry and it just makes him sick to see.

He's better than that sad forgotten, beat down nerd of a kid. Caitlin's better than she ever was with Ronnie and working in that stupid lab. ]

[ A hard knot settles in her stomach. No. No, please. Not Barry, too. ]

Who am I to you?

My right hand woman, just like Cisco's my right hand man.

[ His only friends, the only two who helped him with his powers as they learned their own. His fellow generals, his king and queen to go along with his high king status as the one who'll make sure Earth-1 knows how to be ruled. ]

Who do you think I am to you?

[ Somewhere deep inside he dreads hearing an answer that isn't Zoom. ]

[ That answer isn't at all comforting. Not one. Single. Iota. She isn't quite sure how to play this. It'll be easier to lie through text. But would it be any safer? The disdain for The Flash, the talk of right hands, she knows who Barry thinks he is. Or, who he currently is. ]

My best friend. One of my only two friends.

You know I don't admit this to everyone, but just for you. You're not wrong about that. We're best friends. Cisco's the other one, right?

[ It's the truth, Caitlin is his best friend, just like Cisco is and just like— well Iris could have continued to be. Maybe one day. If he can ever drag her away from that idiotic father and Harrison Wells. ]

Caitlin. You know I know you better than anyone.

Of course he is.

I know. That's part of being best friends, isn't it?

It is. And you know what the other thing about being best friends is?

It's that we tell each other things. Is there something you'd like to tell me?

Nothing is really coming to mind? I'm sure I haven't been keeping anything from you.

Really, Caitlin? That's the answer you're going with? That you haven't been keeping anything. Come on now, it's me and you know I'd never keep things from you.

Really, Zoom. [ She cringes as she types it. ] That's the answer I'm going with.

Frost. Was that so hard?

Yes. It was downright painful. I think I pulled something.

You can keep the charade going, I don't mind. But you know me, you should know better.

No pulling needed and no pain from doing this.

[ Would Frost apologize? From what she'd seen, probably not. ]

You hate being called Barry just as much as I hate being called Caitlin.

No, you hate being called Frost as much as I hate being called Barry. I appreciate the effort but I'm hurt you think I don't know my girl.

Makes me wonder about your Barry and you.

So you and Frost are, what. Together?

Wonder what about Barry and me?

Fishing for knowledge you don't need to know, are we Snowflake? If I told you anything, I'd be a dead speedster.

Just how close the two of you are if you thought that was enough to fool me. You should know better.

I'd say that's pretty telling on its own.

I know him. You are an entirely different creature.

Don't pin your wishes on us, Caitlin.

We're not so different. He's just a good boy and I don't think I am. Or well. You don't think I am.

I don't have any wishes, Zoom.

I know you aren't. Don't kid yourself. You know you aren't, either.

Don't lie to me. Cait.

Good is all a matter of your perspective. Frost thinks I'm great.

Don't call me that.

Frost kills for fun. I'd hardly call that a ringing endorsement.

Kitty Cait better?

Do you think that low of yourself just because she does a little killing in her spare time. That's some self-loathing right there.

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