Catalyst (probably not going to update anymore, don't watch the show anymore)

Cisco, Harry, and I sat at our respective desks in the Cortex guiding Barry through the city on his daily crime watch; it was early in the morning, and Harry was especially grumpy.

Barry's dot on the screen skidded to a stop in an alleyway, and over the speakers, he asked, "What you got for me, Cisco?"

Cisco rubbed his temples. "You've been playing Good Samaritan all morning. Take a break," Cisco groaned.

I pressed the intercom button, and asked, "Are you sure you don't want to get to CCPD, you know, the place that actually pays you?"

"No, I'll be there later," Barry replied.

Harry stated, bitterly, "Because we cannot afford to waste any more time."

"What?" Cisco replied sarcastically, "because we've just been sipping Mai Tais since you got here?"

Harry snapped his head towards Cisco, and hissed, "I don't know what you've been sipping since I got here, but Barry needs to get better, stronger, faster. We need to train to prepare for Zoom."

"Oh, I see," Cisco stated, sarcastic as usual, "You haven't had your coffee this morning." Cisco brought his Star-Labs mug to his lips, giving Harry a raised eyebrow.

Harry snapped, "I had my coffee this morning. Don't slurp." Cisco disobeyed him immediately. "Don't. Don't. Don't." He became increasingly more heated with each repeat.

I butted in, glaring at both of them, "Boys! You need to tone it down five notches."

They both stopped irritating each other.

Then, the computers started beeping, and Cisco explained into the intercom, "Runaway chemical transport truck heading south on Kester."

"On it," Barry replied. I watched Barry's tracking-dot race down the streets on Central City to the blip of the truck hurdling down the street. He was inside the truck when Barry franticly explained to us, "Hey, I can't stop the truck! Somebody rigged it!"

I explained to him, "You can't let that truck crash. If you do, you'll take out a whole city block."

"Great. Thank you," Barry replied sarcastically, "Thank you for that."

Cisco scanned the map with his eyes, and whispered, "Oh, and the plot thickens." He told Barry, "Dead-end up ahead. You've got to get out of there!"

Barry surrounded the truck, and then a second later, the massive truck skidded to a stop mere inches away from the building in front of it.

"That one was a little close," Barry stated. Cisco left the Cortex to refill his cup of coffee.

I slipped my black, Kenyon sweatshirt on over my long-sleeved shirt since it was horribly cold in the lab today. "Nice, now can you please, please take a break? I asked only mildly sassy since I did care about my fiancé's wellbeing. Harry glared at me. "Look, we're going to catch Zoom," I said, frustrated at his attitude today, "We still have Turtle locked up in the pipeline, and we can figure out a way to use him to zap Zoom's speed and save Jesse."

Jay and Caitlin entered into the Cortex, with Cisco following behind. Jay stated, "That might take longer than we thought."

"Why's that?" Harry asked.

"Because Turtle's dead," Caitlin explained, shocked.

Cisco dropped to his knees in a dramatic fashion, and stated yelling towards the sky, "Noooooo!"