Crimson

together again

^Only because I couldn't find a better pic of all them together.
Cait's face is kinda killin' me right now though

Don't even get me started on Cisco's

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Pippin cracked an eye open, hearing a crash then scientific mumbling.

She yawned, staggering out of bed into the lab.
"Cisco?"

The person in question had been crouching under a table, rummaging through a bin.
At her voice, he jumped up, banging his head on the table.

"Pippin!"
He complained while she murmured apologies, moving to help him.

"Are you okay?"
Pippin questioned, Cisco rubbing his head while nodding.

"You just scared me."
He seemed annoyed at that, picking up a bin of parts.
"Again."

Pippin smiled, shrugging it off.
"I have that tendency."

He narrowed his eyes at her before placing the bin on the metal table that he had just slammed his head on.

"What's this?"
Pippin stole a glance at the small, metallic parts, along with a few wires and paneling.

"I'm making a stun gun for Barry."
He grinned at that, rubbing his palms together.

"A stun gun?"
She echoed, incredulously, crossing her arms.

"Completely necessary, I promise."
He cackled while Pippin rolled her eyes.

"Where is Barry?"
She tried to ignore Cisco's pleased smirk.

"He's supposed to be running through traffic camera pictures but I think he fell asleep."
Cisco shrugged, watching Pippin stretch.

"Maybe a kiss will keep him up."
He pursed his lips and made a kissy face to which Pippin smacked the back of his head.

"Watch it, Ramon."
She mumbled, turning away so he wouldn't see her pink-tinged cheeks.

She winced, feeling her body slowly get more and more sore as she woke up.
Her sock-clad feet barely made noise on the lab door.

Shoes were too much of a nuisance for her to consider at this time.

The HQ was quiet, mostly lit by the windows positioned on the top of the wall, the large screen in the middle shut off.

Pippin glanced at the hunched figure on the computer console.
She smiled, shuffling over to Barry.
He was twitching slightly in his sleep, muttering something she couldn't decipher.

"Hey."
She murmured, rubbing his back.

He turned over, mumbling in his sleep.
Pippin let her fingers crawl up and down his back, watching his expression of worry smooth out into one of peace.

She studied his face, her hand moving up to his hair. It always surprised her how soft his hair was as she ran her hand slowly through it, Barry's breaths evening.

"Pippin."
He breathed, his husky, morning voice making a chill run down her spine.

She froze, her hand stilling as she did.
He didn't wake up, only mumbled something else.
Pippin detached her fingers from his hair, shaking his shoulders as she squatted near him.

"Barry."
She whispered, close to his ear, shaking him again.

One green eye cracked open, slowly focusing on her before he straightened, leaning back in the chair with a yawn.