Vera couldn't tell she wasn't beaming when she saw the way Cisco interacted with Terri and vice versa. If she hadn't been so happy for her friend being fully appreciated and grinning like a fool despite the shitty situation they had recently dealt with, she might even be jealous, because Terri apparently found herself a new bestie.
Terrisco was a match made in heaven; and Vera was clearly spending too much time with Cisco, because since when she was entitled to name a bromance? She giggled at the thought, making a mental note to share her creativity with the engineer later.
Matt took off with Barry, who had offered to take him to the gym in STAR Labs. He had said it was probably a different kind of gym than Matt was used to, but if Vera was being honest, she thought Matt looked so relieved he would have a way to vent his emotions, he didn't even care. Vera hadn't wanted to follow, knowing Matt needed privacy to beat a shit of something when dealing – especially since this was about her. Her presence would only weight him down.
Instead, she went to explore the building. It wasn't the brightest of ideas; she was left alone with her thoughts and her mind was not the most accommodating place these days. She hated how easily her brain busied itself with the memories of Fisk.
Vera knew he wasn't the threat anymore – or everyone believed so. She desperately wanted to trust them, but wishing to believe and actually doing it were two different things. She wondered if she would have felt differently about it if she didn't have to live through the torture, the memories haunting her. She wasn't kidding anyone. She knew damn well that this left a scar that could never be erased. Except... maybe... maybe it could.
The idea caused her stop dead in her mindless track. Cisco had erased Fisk's and many more men's memories. Could he do the same with hers?
"No doprdele," escaped her lips, the curse barely comprehensible as it mixed with an incredulous chuckle.
There probably wouldn't be nightmares. No shadow of fear and agony over her life – at least a shadow not as dark. She wouldn't be as miserable, waking up to Matt looking at her like he was about to cry and beat the shit out of himself. The thought alone chased tears in her eyes. They could both so be much better-
Would they, though? Or would it tear them apart, her not knowing precisely why Matt was so anxious about the whole thing? How would her brain even react if she had a reminder of the events, her scars – and she had no doubt they would be visible, at least some of them – proving just how bad it had got? What would it feel like, knowing there was a hole in her memory, hearing about the event, but being unable to grasp the whole concept? Would she really, really want to undergo a process of induced amnesia?
Her head was spinning with all those thoughts, her feet getting their own mind and starting to walk again. She only realized as much when she walked into a room and was welcomed by an exasperated cry.
"Oh for God's sake!" a man shouted, clearly frustrated. "Is there a place in this godforsaken building where a man can have a little privacy and actually work with no interruptions?!"
Vera blinked, harshly snapped back to reality. The tall dark-haired man with glasses was unfamiliar to her and it confused the shit out of her. Was he a part of team Flash or was he an intruder? Was he dangerous? Her adrenalin kicked in instantly, fear constricting her ribcage. She didn't feel like kicking ass; she was still looking a bit like a mummy and her body was ridiculously weak. She wouldn't even be able to outrun this man if he chased after her, no doubt.
His bright eyes were sharp and icy, but he seemed annoyed more than anything else as he huffed and started pacing away from the room.
"I'm sorry!" Vera blurted out on instinct, backing away immediately. "I didn't mean to disturb you! I just... wandered. I'm sorry,...?"

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The Devil on Our Backs*Matt Murdock*Daredevil x The Flash* Damned*
FanfictionThe Flash is recovering after Zoom's attack (the events of 2x06 Enter Zoom). What's better than a trip to New York City with his friends to remind him that he's also Barry Allen? If Cisco chooses Hell's Kitchen for his own reasons, no one needs to k...