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♪

- Dad?

- Nora?

How--how are you...

- Don't worry, Dad.

I know we've been through a lot,

but everything's gonna work out like it's supposed to.

I promise.

- It's really you.

- I love you.

- I love you too.

We've missed you so much.

♪

♪

Iris, hey.

This is gonna sound crazy, but...

I think we're pregnant.

♪

This must be why you're feelin' so sick, you know?

And since meta-DNA signatures can misrepresent HCG levels,

I gotta...

Hey, do you know where my keys are?

I gotta drive these samples to S.T.A.R. Labs

otherwise the chemical integrity could be compromised.

Of course, right here.

I'll call you as soon as I know the test results.

Cecile! - Oh, hey!

- Hey. What are you doing here?

- Oh, uh, I have a file that Iris needed

for the Kord case. Is she in?

- No--um, she is...

at work already.

- Isn't that her work computer right there?

- Yes, it is.

But she's been more of a...

pen and paper kind of reporter lately, you know?

Old school.

- You're feeling very nervous.

- No, I'm not. - Yeah, you are.

You're feeling nervous and excited--

ecstatic, even.

Barry, what's going on?

- I'm just... running late for work.

It makes me kinda nervous--

and ecstatic, 'cause I love my job, so--

and I'll make sure she gets this,

and I'll see you later!

- Hey, I thought we were having lunch today.

- Us? - Yeah.

- Th--oh, uh, y--

No, our monthly Tuesday lunch date!

- Yeah. - Yeah, oh, yeah.

No, I'm really looking forward to that.

As always. This is just a...

bag of...protein bars.

It speeds your metabolism.

I'm always hungry, so, um,

see you later.

Bye. - Uh, okay, I--

- ♪ Clink your glasses, melt the eyes like ice ♪

♪ Raise your glasses, melt the thighs like ice ♪

♪ Clink your glasses, hot flashes ♪

♪ You weren't ready for it to feel this nice ♪

- Girl, you gettin' your art mojo on.

I can dig it!

Ooh. Okay, well, my bad.

I did not mean to disturb the artist at work.

But a friend of yours is out and about.

- Who, Mark? - Yeah.

And I just figured it was something you should see.

- Why?

What do you know?

Caity told you everything, didn't she?

- Nothing, I just remembered you two fought

at that bar the night you got arrested?

- Yeah, and again the night of the Force Storm.

- Well, says here that

he handed in state's evidence and got parole, so,

maybe he's turned over a new leaf.

Like Captain Cold!

- Uh-uh, I don't buy it. Not for a second.

I'm just waiting till he shows his true colors,

and then I'm gonna kick his butt

right back to Iron Heights.

- Sounds kinda like you're gonna stalk him or something.

You know, like,

watch his every step.

That would be crazy.

- Great idea, Chester.

- Wait, what? No.

I said that sounds like it's crazy.

I said "crazy," right?

- Now, you're a damn good detective.

You dug up more on Operation Griffin

in one week than I did in years.

- And hit the same dead end.

So the last we saw your perp, Warrant Officer Adam Creyke,

was on a security camera

stealing five M18 Claymore Mines

from the barracks armory.

- Which he used to eliminate my unit.

the explosive output in close proximity

of five Claymores?

That would have been lethal.

Creyke would have known that.

How did you survive?

- Honestly, I have asked myself that same question

over and over.

- Well, what exactly do you remember

about the attack?

- Fragments.

Just...

Screams, mostly.

The heat of the explosion.

Adam's eyes.

Somehow, I could tell he knew he'd survive,

thanks to whatever his damn meta ability is.

- Creyke was like a brother to you.

What--

what drove him?

- Adam and I are both Wet'suwet'en First Nations.

Adam loved open waters.

He wanted to join the navy

and followed me into the army.

Said he didn't trust anyone else to look out for me.

- I had an uncle who used to take me fishing every summer

on a schooner.

Sailors take naming their vessels

as seriously as they name their firstborn.

Did Adam have a call sign?

- Yeah, "Rasputin." - "Rasputin."

Yo, a schooner named "Rasputin"

is registered in Midway City

six weeks after Operation Griffin.

- He's been a few hours away this whole time.

There's no way in hell I'm letting him get away again.

- Kramer.

What are you gonna do when you find him?

This has to be about justice.

If this is gonna be about vengeance,

you can do this by yourself.

♪

- Lead the way.

♪

♪

- Did you drive here?

- What's up, party person?

- Yo!

So, why is the Flash driving a car?

Oh, wait.

Do you have a Flashmobile?

- No, i-it just isn't safe to zoop these samples.

- Samples for what?

- Blood and urine

for my annual physical with Caitlin,

who is my GP.

- Right...

isn't it kinda weird to have a teammate as your doctor?

- Yeah, yeah, no.

I mean, it was at first, but it's cool now.

I should get to the med lab.

- Hey, good luck.

'Cause Caitlin's in there running a medical consult

with... Ultraviolet.

- Oh. - I guess she accidentally

double-booked your appointments.

- Yeah.

- Catch you later. - Not if I catch you first!

- I get it, 'cause you're fast.

Right, yeah. - Yes, yeah.

Iris, Caitlin's in the med lab

and we don't want anyone to know yet until we're sure.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, you're right.

My lab at CCPD has everything I need

to create a neutralizing meta-gene variant

that'll track your HCG levels.

All right, thanks. Love you too, bye.

- What did they do to me?

- Black Hole introduced a deliberate irregularity

into your vascular system,

one that creates a 40% decrease

in your body's ability to maintain oxygen intake.

- He made it so the mask keeps her alive

to ensure her loyalty.

- Actually, the mask

implantation circuitry grafted to your vocal cords.

- Okay, how do we help my cousin?

- So the software in the chip

requires regular software updates

just like your smartphone.

But no Black Hole means no more software updates.

So pretty soon, it'll stop working

and I won't be able to repair it.

- No.

Caitlin thinks she has a way to fix this.

Permanently. - Right.

It's risky, but I think I can repair the damage.

- It doesn't matter. I won't do it.

- I'll leave you two alone.

- Esperanza...

why won't you let Caitlin operate?

- But you trust me. And I know this team.

I fought with them.

Suffered losses alongside them.

They're good people.

So if Caitlin thinks she can help you, let her.

- I don't need help.

Unlike you, I don't fear dying.

- Maybe so.

Look, I get it.

Surgery is how this nightmare started for you.

But Caitlin isn't Black Hole.

- It's my life, not yours.

- Then why am I the only one who gives a damn about it?

Don't you get it?

This isn't about saving Ultraviolet.

It's about saving Esperanza Garcia.

Mi familia.

- Oh!

You boys really know how to throw a "welcome home" party.

- Yeah, well, the only rats welcome here

are the ones in the kitchen.

Yeah, that's funny coming from you, punk.

- Leave!

Now.

Snowflake.

As always.

Perfect timing.

- So what happened?

Came to ask your old boss for your job back?

Didn't go so well? -

That...

Plus something about

"snitches get stitches."

- Oh, no one's buying this whole

"turned over a new leaf" crap.

- Look...

You ready for that dinner date yet?

I mean...

I should probably be a gentleman

and change first.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa. No.

Come on, I'm taking you to Danville General.

- No. No, no, no.

They're probably still pretty upset

about the CAT scan machine

that I sabotaged a few years back.

- Okay, fine. Leawood Med, then.

- Kinda blew up their bio-chem lab.

- Okay, um...

fine, there is a shady vet down on Fairview.

He won't ask-- - Hey.

Dr. Haley.

Yeah, I love that guy.

He's wanted to kill me ever since Tijuana, though.

That's actually a really funny story for some other time.

- I can't believe I'm about to say this.

I will take you to S.T.A.R. Labs

and have Caity fix you.

But if you step out of line...

I will let you bleed out.

- I wouldn't expect anything less.

♪

- Is that urine?

- Hey! Um...

Is it lunch already, or--

- Yes, and I'm starving.

Please tell me you're not still in the middle of something.

- No. Um...

Yeah, I'm just waiting to see if this

chemical compound reacts and turns blue.

- Oh, cool.

What does blue mean?

Barry.

- Cecile.

- Are you and Iris... - No.

N-n-n--oh, no, no, no.

We--we're not--

♪

Are you all right?

- It was Godspeed?

He must have broken out of Iron Heights.

Either that or there's another clone in Central City.

- Great.

Why would they attack downtown?

I thought they wanted to steal your speed?

- The last one did.

When Rathaway and I took him down,

he said whoever sent him wants infinite velocity.

- Well, now it looks like he wants infinite chaos.

Oh, man.

I just picked up two different reports in progress.

One has Godspeed causing a multi-car collision

near City Hall.

- And the other one has him at a gas station,

like, three miles away.

- Man, he's fast.

Even you can't be in two places at once.

- Neither can he.

There's two of them.

Frost, if I run you downtown--

- I'm already ahead of you. - All right,

I'm gonna take the gas station. - Wait.

Where'd they go?

Satellites aren't picking up anything,

They're just...gone.

- Okay, maybe Iris can rally Team Citizen.

They can canvas the sites,

find out what they were looking for?

- No.

Uh, what I mean is--

there's two of them, so,

that means they have the advantage now.

So anybody that's not a speedster

should stay put where it's safe.

And Iris is already home sick anyway,

so she's already in the safest place possible.

- Okay, what are we supposed to do?

- I've been thinking about that.

A cryptographic algorithm

might help us decode their modem-speak

and figure out why they're back.

- All right, do it, yeah.

I'm gonna search the city.

- So here's a question.

Confidentially speaking, I mean,

what is your sister into?

Is it horror movies, Westerns,

single malt, blended?

"Cardigan" or "Blinding Lights"?

Go.

- Confidentially speaking? - Uh-huh.

- You can't handle her.

- Rest up.

- Hey, what's with our sonic booms?

- Don't mind me.

Let's play...

a guessing game.

Shall we?

Let's see.

A sonic boom at ground level.

And with this being Central City, AKA meta heaven,

I am guessing a speedster's behind it.

And since there have been one, two--that's math.

Five Godspeeds running around Central City

in the last year and a half alone,

I am also guessing another one just showed up to the party.

- I hate you.

There's two more.

- Yup, you heroic types have quite the dilemma.

- How are we gonna stop both of them at the same time?

- That's a good question.

- "We" aren't doing anything.

You need to focus on Ultraviolet's surgery.

- Who's Ultraviolet? Is sh--

- Will you just be quiet? - Shut up.

Stay here. I've got a job to do.

- Do you need any help?

I could stay, you know.

C'mon, put me in coach?

- You just got patched up.

You're benched.

- Right.

You, Caitlin,

and whoever else is part of your S.T.A.R. Labs posse

think you get to just sit up here in your ivory tower

judging who's good and who's bad.

Well, guess what?

Life. Isn't. Binary.

It's everything in between.

Now, you don't trust me? That's fine.

But you cannot decide who someone's gonna be today

based on what they did yesterday.

And you should know that better than anybody else...

Killer Frost.

I'm sorry I-I just wanna help you.

- No.

- Okay.

Is this really necessary?

Great.

- She's gonna be okay, right?

- Of course. Hey.

She's in good hands.

♪

- They're back, aren't they?

- One of the Godspeed clones is attacking

the Central City power plant,

and if he takes it out like he did with the gas station,

the blast radius will be over 40 square miles.

- All right. - You should take Allegra

and Frost with you. - No,

if the other Godspeed attacks,

they're our last line of defense.

♪

Look, I know you're not the real Godspeed,

but I won't let you harm this city anymore.

So why don't you just tell me who sent you.

- Barry, my algorithm is translating what Godspeed said.

- What is it?

- "I have him."

Oh, frak, it's a trap!

Get out of there!

Barry, get out of there!

- Chester, initiate Babel Protocols!

- But Barry, if I drop the force field,

you'll be locked out.

- Do it now!

♪

♪

- So what? They couldn't phase through,

so now they're trying to punch through?

- How long will the force field hold?

- At the rate they're going, an hour maybe?

- Wait, what are you gonna do?

- Get reinforcements.

Maybe.

- Barry, are you okay?

- Yeah, yeah, I'm just...

just thinking I'm glad Iris is home and not here.

At least she's safe there.

But I still put the rest of you in danger.

- Hey, man.

Look, we're Team Flash.

Hey, we can handle this.

Plus,

With all the clones here, the city's safe.

- Wait, Chester, is there a way to evacuate

without raising the force field?

- Even if there was,

Caitlin's mid-surgery with Ultraviolet right now.

So if she stops...

Allegra's cousin might die.

- All right, we need a new plan.

Fast. - Yeah, on it.

- I'm gonna check in with Iris.

Hey, Iris.

You must still be resting, that's good.

Um...

I'd come check on you in person, only it's kinda

turned into a hell of a day here at the ole office.

Anyway, um...

I know it's supposed to be one of the happiest days

of our lives, and I don't want you to worry.

Just rest.

But know that whatever happens,

I'm gonna do everything I can to keep you and the baby safe.

- A-ha!

I knew it!

You're having a baby!

- I'll check in with you later, love you.

- Congratulations.

- Thank you, Chester,

but we haven't told anybody yet.

So if you could please help me keep it that way--

- Oh, no, no, I got you, I got you.

Consider it locked and zipped. - Okay.

- But whoa...

a little baby speedster!

Maybe his first steps will be a "fathwoom."

- It's a girl, not a boy.

- Wait, have--have you already met this kid?

- Um... - Is this like a

"Back to the Future" type thing?

- Yeah, well, not exactly.

- Then how do you know the gender?

'Cause relatively speaking,

you just knowing you have a kid

introduces a whole new set of temporal variables,

all of which can have an effect on present

and future timelines...

and change what was once predetermined outcomes.

- I guess I don't know for sure.

I mean, I have seen so many

different versions of our future.

- Just like the Godspeeds.

- If it looks like those clones are gonna break through,

I want you to hide in the Time Vault.

Cisco turned it into a panic room before he left,

just in case I ever went Dark Flash again.

Nothing can get inside.

- Oh, snap, I completely forgot why I came here!

I have a plan.

So, remember that trap from earlier?

- Yeah?

- That was the Godspeed clones creating a set of variables

designed to predict a fixed outcome--

that you would come to save the power plant.

But they didn't predict that you'd get away.

Which means that our best defense against them would be--

- The unpredictable.

- H-how much longer?

- Allegra, honey, she's gonna be fine.

- Okay, but...

how can you do that

with all hell breaking loose out there?

- I don't have a choice.

- Oh, like you're really surprised.

Well, that's getting worse.

Guess those two Godspeeds need a place to crash, huh?

Can't be good.

- There's six of them now.

And if they get in here, they could kill us all.

- You brought Derek and Nancy.

It's worse than I thought.

- First,

I need you to promise me that if I give these to you,

you won't stab me in the back the first chance you get.

- - I'm serious, Mark.

Today, you need to be a good guy.

- I can't do that. - Why not?

- Because I'm not a good guy.

Don't you know that?

It's why you're attracted to me.

- Please, can we not do that right now?

- Fair enough.

If you really want my help,

then you need to at least try to speak to me

in a way that someone like me can understand.

'Cause I'm no hero.

I'm never gonna be.

- Fair enough.

If those six speedsters get in here, we're screwed.

So I need all the backup I can get.

'Cause I don't wanna die,

and I'm pretty sure you don't either.

- I'm in.

- It takes a lot to gain my trust.

Break it, you won't get it back.

♪

- So what's the plan?

- So here's the plan.

You know how those Godspeed clones use that

modem-speak to communicate? - Yeah, yeah.

- Well...

I can take audio of it, and then I can transmit

that sound through CCPD's emergency alert system.

Like this.

- Yeah, okay, now,

imagine one of these staticky clone voices

coming through every speaker, every radio,

and every cell phone in Central City.

It would be like trying to

talk to a friend over a loud dance floor.

Impossible, right? And...

- They wouldn't be able to predict where to go first.

And in the confusion, Frost, Mark, and I

would have a chance to take them down one at a time.

- And I can boost the signal loud enough

to scramble their brains like eggs for good measure.

But first, I gotta prep the CCPD server

by uploading the signal.

- How long will that take?

- Five minutes?

- Make it four.

- Got it.

- Is--is that supposed to be happening?

- No.

Whatever Black Hole did,

removing the chip has caused some sort of

systemic neural trauma.

I-I don't understand.

The anesthesia should be working.

- W--she's hurting, you have to do something.

- What I have to do is finish this and close the wound.

- Okay, hey,

Caitlin...

can I try something?

♪

♪

- Her reaction's stabilizing.

- What did you do?

- The only thing I could.

I can share my feelings with others now.

So I gave Esperanza the peace that I feel

knowing that you and Caitlin

and the rest of Team Flash are out there

saving the world,

one day at a time.

♪

- Barry, we have a big problem.

Brute force and phasing didn't work, so now...

- They figured out something better.

Draining energy from the forcefield itself,

like they would with my speed.

- We have a perimeter breach.

- He's calling the others.

- Chester, get out of here.

♪

Gideon.

Gideon, secure the room!

- Tachyon nullifiers activated,

Chester P. Runk.

Time Vault secured.

- Can I change my mind about helping?

- Too late.

- Chester P. Runk, multiple Godspeeds

are assaulting S.T.A.R. Labs.

Do you need assistance formulating a plan?

- I already had one, Gideon.

I was gonna pipe their clone-speak into CCPD systems

and confuse the hell out of them,

but, you know, I'm stuck in a room.

- Would you like to play the signal through

S.T.A.R. Labs' intercom system instead?

- Yes, Gideon!

Yes, I would!

And hopefully, this will give Barry and the others

the distraction that they need.

Okay, Gideon,

pipe audio file number 2808

into every room in this facility.

And crank it-- I mean, "P. Funk" loud.

- Of course.

♪

- ♪ Yo, I used to check out lyrics upon the format ♪

♪ Built with skill, with technique ♪

♪ Computer ADAT

♪ My lyrical form is clouds on your brainstorm ♪

♪ I get hyped think, thought, flow ♪

♪ Acrobat, sink the track, pump the track ♪

♪ Dance missions, clubs like spores react ♪

♪ By strobe visions

♪ And hurrying more reflects

♪ On the dance floor

♪ Blowing up and having mad people showing up ♪

♪ Packing crowds, jam packed venues ♪

♪ Needles collapse while atmosphere continues ♪

♪ Sprinkle that, Win it like that ♪

♪ Move it like that, hitting like that ♪

♪ The melody is phat

♪ Yo, I'm on the energy source ♪

♪ The cosmic boss with Prodigy ♪

♪ Flipping astrology

♪ My intellects devour

♪

♪ With diesel power

♪

♪ Blows your mind drastically, fantastically ♪

♪

♪ Blows your mind drastically, fantastically ♪

♪

♪ Blows your mind drastically, fantastically ♪

♪ Mono 7-0-6

♪ 8-0-7-3, 4-21 ♪

♪ Robot-sonic

♪

♪ Blows your mind drastically, fantastically ♪

♪

♪ Blows your mind drastically, fantastically ♪

- ♪ Blows your mind drastically, fantastically ♪

♪ Blows your mind drastically, fantastically ♪

- Oh, crap.

Oh.

♪

- Come on!

♪

What the hell?

- Ultraviolet's recovering,

but she's gonna be okay.

- Good.

- Thanks, both of you.

Without that chip, she's free.

Now I just have to help her adjust back to...

you know, normal.

- Yeah, well, with you in her corner,

that'll be easy-peasy.

- Thanks, Chuck.

'Cause with everything that's going on,

we're gonna need all the help we can get.

- Allegra's right.

How do we stop a dozen Godspeeds?

- Oh, yeah, Barry, how much of

your speed did they steal?

- Barely any.

The other clones attacked the first ones

before they could do any real damage.

- But why fight each other?

- Yeah, and why would any Godspeed

wanna protect the Flash?

- I don't think they wanted to help me.

- I think they were trying to kill the other six.

- Speedsters fighting speedsters?

- Yeah, that ain't no regular bad guy battle.

- Whatever it is, we're stuck in the middle of it.

All this time,

we assumed the Godspeeds were aligned.

But if they're not...

- It's a civil war.

- You know, technically...

we didn't win.

But we are alive.

Something I didn't think would be the case an hour ago.

That...

is cause for celebration.

Now I guess that you're done with me,

you're not gonna let me spend the night, huh?

Uh...

No one's kicking you out.

Not yet.

- Wow.

One little near-death experience.

Are we becoming friends?

- You tell me.

- Well, you gotta admit,

we do have explosive chemistry.

It's kinda like sucrose and potassium chlorate with heat.

What a nerd.

You know, when those two Godspeeds had us pinned,

I really thought that was it.

But somehow,

I was okay with it.

Can I tell you why?

It was because you were with me.

And somehow,

knowing that you would be the last face that I would see

or the last voice

that I'd hear...

just made everything okay.

Everything.

- I didn't think we were gonna make it, either.

But we did.

What are you thinking about now, Mark?

- You, Snowflake.

- What the hell was that?

Sucrose and potassium chlorate my ass.

Mark!

- Barry? - Mm.

- Stop worrying.

You're gonna be a great dad.

- - We all know it.

- Thanks, Cecile.

I just...

wish Iris was feeling better and could be here.

- I know, I know.

But you're gonna call her as soon as we're done.

- Yeah.

- Okay, what is it?

- Oh, I was just thinking. I'm...

I hope our child has

Iris's heart.

And her fearlessness.

- Oh, she will.

- It's--it's negative.

I don't...

I...

I mean, my dream.

Nora said everything was gonna work out.

- It will, honey.

I know it will. - How?

If--if this isn't the future for me and Iris...

What is?

- Creyke hasn't shown up all day.

Maybe he moved on?

- No, he'll be here.

I can feel it.

It's strange,

being so close to almost closing this case.

- Are you worried about arresting an old friend?

- After we joined the service,

I went into intelligence.

Adam ended up in special forces.

Turns out he had a knack for killing.

- Oh.

- One the army used to great effect.

Something changed in him, West.

And I didn't see it.

- And since you two grew up so much alike...

Now you're worried that whatever broke him

might break you too?

- All our lives, we had each other's backs.

'Till he stabbed me in mine.

Left me for dead.

What could change a person enough to do that?

- What the hell is that?

- Get out of the car!