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''No!'' Yelped Iris in obvious distress. ''Do something!'' She screamed, not that she really needed to say a thing as Caitlin was already in full doctor mode and she taking a closer look at her patient's others vitals. ''How did this happen?'' Asked Cisco on the verge of a panic attack. Did he just kill his best friend by taking him in the future? It couldn't be his fault, there's no way. This never happened before...Unless it was his fault? Just the possibility had his stomach turning upside down. ''Not now, Cisco! Give me some damn space to work.'' Snapped Caitlin, aggressively, as she pressed her fingers against her unresponsive friend's wrist, silently searching for a beating. She sighed in relief; it was weak, but it was there. …show more content…

Pressing once again her delicate fingers on the CSI's skin, she gasped in horror. ''His heart stopped!'' She screamed in a rising panic. As it on cue, a yellow trail of lightning appeared and stopped at the door of the breach room. Wally. ''Dad's upstairs and he's-'' Whatever he was about to say died in his throat when he became aware of all the action in the room. ''What's-'' ''Medbay, now!'' Screamed Caitlin to the youngest speedster. She barely had the time to finish what she was about to say before she suddenly found herself standing up exactly where she wanted to be with her patient lying flat on the bed right in front of her. Caitlin also mentally thanked Wally when she noticed the speedster had somehow taken the beige jacket off of her patient. ''Come on Barry. Fight!'' She ordered as she was feeling her heart pumping violently in her chest. Seizing a scissor on the table and hurrying the last step that was now separating her from her patient, she frowned as she noticed what looked like a burn marks on the side of the young hero's head. It was exactly right where he had his headset moments earlier. Examining that wound will have to wait for later as she returned to her task of cutting away the shirt and starting compressions, counting them out loud. 1,2,3,4...30. Rushing back to Barry's head, she gave him once more two artificial breaths as she felt her throat starting to burn with fear and doubt. What

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