Note: This gets really dark. Be warned.

So, Killer Frost has always been one of my favorite characters. Right now, she's second only to the amazing Captain Cold/Len/Leonard/Snart/Leo.

If you liked this ship, please check out @purpleyin 's profile. She writes amazing Flashfrost/Snowbarry stories.

Enjoy!

...

Killer Frost felt so alone.

Who did she have?

The only person had been Savitar, or apparently a different Barry.

But he was dead.

Team Flash wouldn't forgive her. Both she and Caitlin knew that.

She sighed.

All she did was bring pain wherever she went.

Why should she even exist?

It would be better for everyone if she just disappeared...

...

Barry didn't know how he knew, but he did.

Killer Frost was in trouble.

And he would save her, no matter how "evil" she was.

...

"Killer Frost?"

KF turned around in shock, tears flooding her eyes.

"Wh-what are you doing here?"

"What are you doing here?" Barry countered, taking a step closer to her.

"Think it's obvious," KF said, trying to call on her usual snark that seemed to have disappeared.

"No, it's not, because I know you're not going to jump," Barry said, gesturing to the cliff.

"How do you know?"

"Because I know you, Killer Frost. Everyone says that you're Caitlin, but you aren't. You're unique. The better version of her. But you can't do this. We need you, whether they'll admit it or not."

KF gulped.

"No, they don't," she whispered brokenly.

Barry ran over and hugged her.

She sobbed into his arms as he pulled her away from the edge, the relief evident in his voice.

"Don't do that again," he whispered.

She nodded against his shoulder.

"I won't," she promised.