After dinner, Joe and Iris dropped me off at the gated property of S.T.A.R. Labs and I got out of the car.

"Maddie? Do you need any help?" Joe asked and I shook my head.

"No. It's alright, Joe. You wouldn't be able to go in there anyways." I nodded to them, then headed inside, sliding my ID into the slot by the door as I went in.

Just as I left them from the funerals, Caitlin and Cisco were still inside the lab, putting things back to the way they were. Slowly but surely putting their lives back together, much like I was. They turned around to see me and Caitlin gasped.

"Maddie, you-"

I held up a finger and said, "I need to show you something."

I sat down on a chair and set my crutch down and pulled off my sweatshirt- not caring I only wore a sports bra and bandages around my ribs- and their eyes widened.

"This morning, I still had bruises and scars all over me. Now, they're gone. And all in less that twelve hours. Guys. There is something you aren't telling me, and I want you to spill. Now. We don't keep secrets in science." I add in and Caitlin's jaw clenched.

She looked at Cisco, her eyebrows furrowing, and he nodded. She walked over to a screen and tapped a few buttons on the keyboard and a string of DNA popped up. "This is your DNA before the explosion. Everything is the way it should be. Perfectly normal Madeline-Kennedy-DNA." She clicked a spot on the computer with the mouse and a new picture came up of a strand of DNA...that had doubled in width and had more connections between the two sugar phosphate backbones. Yes, I know some biology.

Caitlin faced me fully and said, "This is your DNA now. It changed. A lot."

"It also took a lot for us to get these records out of the hospital and then close them." Cisco said. "I mean- it's weird enough that the explosion happened the way it did, let alone have someone pop up with the ability to heal themselves unexplainably fast."

"So... my body can regenerate, then?" I asked slowly. "Or heal? Because I really mostly leave the DNA studying to Barry."

"Your body can heal itself incredibly fast without changing your molecular structure or bodily tissues and return it to the way it was before your injuries." Caitlin explained. "So basically- like with the accident when you were crushed- your body did shut down for a few moments, and you were medically dead. But because of your DNA and molecular makeup changing so quickly, you were able to heal and your body put itself back together. You can also heal other people."

"What?" I demanded.

"At the hospital," Cisco began. "Cait had a broken wrist and a badly bruised shoulder. When you touched her hand, her wrist- and the bruise- were completely healed and gone the next day."

"Great. So I can heal people and hear them speaking even if they don't speak out loud." I mumbled and Cisco's face lit up.

"You can read minds, too?!"

"I can what?"

"You can read minds- ya know, telepathy!- as in you hear their thoughts! Oh my gosh I gotta test this. Read my mind." Cisco says excitedly and I rubbed my arms. I felt cold.

"Uhh..." I pause, then stare at him and soon enough, I hear his voice say,

Is she doing it? Stop it, Cisco. Just focus on one thing. What should that be? Oh. I'll think of bananas. Bananas are good.

"Bananas?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. His eyes lit up and he smiled, squealing like a little girl.

Caitlin smiled. "Well it looks like we have our very first meta-human."

"Meta-what?" I was not in it today. Normally engineer-Maddie would be finishing their sentences the same amount of excitement.

"Meta-human. As in you're no longer entirely human. You have powers, Mads!" Cisco bubbles excitedly. "This is so cool! We gotta do-"

"Cisco. Please stop. We can't tell anyone about this, alright?" I pick up my sweatshirt and pull it on over my head. I pulled on the brace that held my right leg straight and scratched at the bandages. "I don't want anyone to know. Not even my dad, alright?"

Cisco and Caitlin nodded their heads. "Alright. Your wish is our command." He mumbled, deflating a little.

"How about we go see Barry? My friend. He's in a coma. I wanted to see him tonight, anyways. Will you take me? I'm still not cleared to drive yet."

"Yeah." Caitlin said, picking up her keys.

"I actually think your dad is already there. What should we do to cover the fact that you're, ah, not hurt anymore for some reason?"

I think for a moment, then ask, "The wheelchair I had before to hold my leg up is still at my apartment. I've been using this crutch. Do you happen to have a wheelchair laying around anywhere I could use?"

"Yeah. But does anyone else know about this miraculous healing?" Cisco asks.

I flinched. "Iris found out before I came here. She   saw the lack of scar tissue and bruising. But I know she won't tell anyone. I made her promise she wouldn't. I trust her. She's one of my best friends."

Caitlin nodded and I pulled on my sweatshirt again and Cisco came back with a wheelchair. I get up and sit down in it and Caitlin fixed the footrests so my leg could be held up.

Cisco wheeled me outside and I got into the front seat of Caitlin's car, and Cisco collapsed the chair and put it in the trunk, then got in the back seat.

She started the car and drove out of the parking lot and made her way  to the hospital.

Their nervous thoughts clouded my mind and I looked at them. "You guys ok?"

"Hm? Oh. Yeah. We're cool." Cisco says and I twist in my seat and say,

"Your thoughts say otherwise. You're kinda thinking pretty loudly." His jaw drops and I smirked at him.

"Not like I can control the volume and pitch of my thoughts, Kennedy!" He retorted and I rolled my eyes.

"I'm messing with you, Ramon." I laugh and we fall into companionable silence before I broke it again and said, "I want to try and make a device that blocks out your voices so I don't feel like I'm intruding on your lives. Do you think you could help me out with it later this week, Cisco?"

"Yeah, definitely. What would you want it to be?"

"Something I can wear close to my head. Something that'll affect my powers so I can put some sort of inhibitor in the way of them when I need to. Something that won't look suspicious, either."

"Glasses." Caitlin says.

"Glasses? I was thinking earrings..." Cisco mumbles.

"Yes. Glasses. Make them and tell everyone that when you were hurt in the explosion, you hit your head and damaged your visual cortex in your brain. Now you need glasses. The dampening abilities of the glasses on your powers will be able to be switched on and off by brushing your finger over one of the temple pieces on the part that goes over your ear."

"You know... that's a really good idea." I muse. "I'll look like an even bigger nerd than I already am."

"Welcome to the club. Officially." Cisco said sarcastically from the back seat and we ended up laughing.

Caitlin pulled up to the valet at the hospital and Cisco got out and grabbed my wheelchair, and Caitlin got out and they made a show of helping me a lot with getting out of the car.

They then wheeled me to the elevator and we went up to the third floor. According to Iris' text, Barry was in room 15C.

When they wheeled me into the room, Iris and Joe were already there. And there was Barry.

He was laying stiff on the hospital bed, hooked up to wires and breathing tubes. Just... sleeping.

"A wheelchair now?" Joe asked, standing from his chair to greet my friends.

"Yes, sadly. Using the crutch was hurting my ribs too much." He nodded in understanding and Cisco wheeled me closer to the hospital bed. I reached forward and went to take Barry's hand, but stopped. I didn't want to touch him in case I healed him and something happened to his brain, or something. I stared at his face. He looked so calm and peaceful.

Iris stood from her seat and said, "Maddie, we are going to get going. You need a ride home?"

"No. I'll be ok. I'll probably go back to S.T.A.R. Labs or to see my dad."

"Well, I'm right here." A voice said behind me and I stiffened and turned around to see him. He wore his normal black long-sleeved shirt and pants, black shoes, big glasses, and his hair was askew.

"Dad!" I say, and tried to stand up from my wheelchair, but Cisco held me back. He wheeled his own chair over to me and pulled me into a tight hug. By now, the room was packed, so Joe and Iris nodded their heads and left the room to stand in the hall and so did Cisco and Caitlin. I heard them talking quietly in the hall.

"Look at us, Madeline. Both stuck in wheelchairs." He said it with a twinge of guilt and a look of deep sadness in his eyes.

"I'm not stuck in this wheelchair. I'll be better before you know it." I say and he smiles at me, resting a hand on my cheek.

He looked over at Barry and said, "So this is the young man you always talk about."

I blushed. "He's just a friend. A really good friend." Harrison Wells raised an eyebrow.

"Madeline Kennedy. It may have been fifteen years since I last was in love, but I know that look. Whenever you talk about work or him. Or even think of him. That look appears on your face. You can't hide that from me."

I smiled and blushed, looking down at my clasped hands. A pale scar stretched across my wrist where I had cut it in the elevator just before the explosion. For some reason, it didn't heal like my other ones did.

"Madeline? Are you alright?" He asked and I looked up to see his eyebrows furrowed in concern.

"Yes. Yes, I'm alright. Just sore, is all."

"I heard what happened to you, Madeline. While I was being treated. That you were in a hospital. You had... broken every bone in your body and needed several surgeries... I..." He drifted off and I reached out and squeezed his hand.

"Harrison, I'm fine. I'm already recovering quickly. Just lots of bruises, a bad leg and broken ribs that still need to heal. I'm going to be getting glasses, too. Apparently I damaged my visual cortex when I hit my head." I smiled nervously and he gave me a sad smile.

"Well, Madeline. What if I told you I was here to help your friend Barry? I've taken a particular interest in the man who's stolen my daughter's heart."

I blushed and he smiled at me.

But then, I heard something that I knew I shouldn't have. Something in his thoughts.

It's time for The Flash to finally come into play. And this time, I will win.

I kept my face neutral and smiled at him, pretending I didn't hear anything. "Thank you, Harrison. I think I'm going to ask Cisco to bring me back to the Lab. I want to do some work."

He raised an eyebrow. "I think you should go back to your apartment and rest. You look exhausted."

"I only look that way because I've been doing nothing for the past month. I've... also been crying a lot. Ten funerals does that to you." His face contorted in a wince, and he said quietly,

"I'm so sorry, Madeline."

I smiled. "It's alright, Harrison." He smiled at me, and as I wheeled myself past him, I patted his back and heard another one of his thoughts as I passed.

But this time, it was one word.

Thawne.