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My name is Barry Allen, and I am the fastest man alive.

To the outside world, I'm an ordinary forensic scientist,

but secretly, with the help of my friends at S.T.A.R. Labs,

I fight crime and find other meta-humans like me.

But I became lost in time.

It took everything in my friends' power to bring me back.

And in doing so, our world was opened up to new threats.

And I'm the only one fast enough to stop them.

I am the Flash.

Previously on The Flash...

Just one more bus meta out there.

Edwin Gauss. We better find him before DeVoe does.

This is an intelligence booster.

You're talking about intense amounts of dark energy

going right into that cap.

I'm gonna help you finish the thinking cap

without using dark matter.

Fine.

Good evening, Dr. Wells.

How can I be of service?

Hello, Gideon.

Good ol' CCTA bus number 405, where I was gifted with pretty much

the best powers ever.

If it wasn't for this old girl,

I'd still have to leave the couch when I need to use the bathroom.

- You know, because I can... - Yes, I know.

All right, this might be our last chance

to find any clues on the final bus meta

- before DeVoe catches him. - Yeah, we know what happens next.

What do we know about this meta?

Other than his name, Edwin Gauss? Nothing, it's like he disappeared.

Well, that explains the brand-new beepy flashy schmancies.

Cisco designed these scanners to look for dark matter anomalies,

so anything that looks weird, all right?

Waves, ripples, whatever, log it.

Oh!

- I got something. - What?

My Big Belly punch card.

Only five away from a free kids' meal.

If I even live long enough to use it.

Man, don't even joke like that, we're gonna get DeVoe.

Throw him in the Pipeline, long before he gets to you.

Right, if that doesn't work, we'll just take him out the other way.

What other way?

We'll put him down with a shovel.

Give him his harp and wings, send him to visit

Grandma Thinker in the sky.

Ralph, you think we're gonna kill DeVoe?

The way that you're saying that makes me think

I'm supposed to say no?

Okay, look.

I've taught you a lot about being a hero, right?

You ready for what's probably the most important lesson?

We never have to kill.

For people with our abilities, there's just always another way.

You understand?

Allen, you complete me.

- Bring it in. - I'm good.

- Thank you. - Just a little bit.

Come on. Okay.

What's this?

Wait a second.

I talked to the guy who was sitting there.

I remember 'cause I paid his fare.

Uh... U-oh.

I think I may have left my wallet in my other pants.

Look, buddy, either pay the fare, or you hit the sidewalk.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Mr. Bus Driver, dude.

Allow me to pay his fare.

Who are we to be the gatekeepers

of whatever path this fellow traveler is on?

Have a seat.

Uh... Thanks.

Namaste, hermano.

Namaste in the back of the bus.

You're a funny fat dude.

This is crazy, his residual dark matter reads as if

he was here one second and the next, vanished.

It's Harry, he wants us back at S.T.A.R. Labs.

Says he got something important to show everyone.

Well, now so do we.

Yeah, right, come on.

THE FLASH

That's the big news?

You're taking a sculpture class at the community college?

It's not art.

It's science! And as such,

it is the thing that is going to help us defeat...

DeVoe.

Recall, if you will, the one thing that we've seen, nay, heard,

that can actually harm DeVoe.

Izzy Bowin's sound wave powers.

No, Izzy was killed by DeVoe, so whatever power she had

is in his hands now.

And now, Joe, they're in ours.

Watch this.

So...

Maybe you should

take a couple of steps back if you value your internal organs.

I know how that feels.

One strike

incapacitates The Thinker. Two strikes,

no more Thinker. I call it a Sonic Scepter.

Okay, points for alliteration.

Basically just a big tuning fork.

My goodness.

It's not just any tuning fork. This might be the most powerful

tuning fork in the multiverse.

You must've laser shaved this thing down to the nano.

Shaved it right down to the last angstrom as a matter of fact,

child's play for me and my thinking cap.

The Sonic Scepter mimics Izzy Bowin's sonic frequencies,

so we can penetrate a heretofore impenetrable

force field of DeVoe.

And here's the best part. Because there's no tech involved...

It's Kilg%re proof.

- Yes. - Nice.

So, now we just need to figure out where DeVoe is gonna appear next.

As a matter of fact, before you got here,

I've scripted a subroutine on the pocket dimension predictor

and it's gonna give us a massive head start.

DeVoe's next location, thank you.

Yesterday, I thought you said that was impossible.

That's right, Snow, I did say that yesterday,

but today...

Is a new day. I've got a million new ideas.

The cap and I are...

Firing on all cylinders.

Onward and upward.

Okay, let's get to it.

Cisco, can you integrate Harry's algorithm

- into the predictor? - Can do.

Okay.

Hey.

Harry's really loving that thinking cap, huh?

Oh, my God, it's like the best friend he never had.

I mean, he wears this thing everywhere, I'm pretty sure

I saw him step out of the shower with it.

I wanna know what kind of problem he was trying to solve in there.

No, no, I don't wanna know.

What are you working on?

My brain. Or brains.

I think I've finally figured out the science behind what

activates Killer Frost.

So, in fight or flight, the adrenal glands flood the body

with catecholamines, AKA the stress hormone,

and guess where the highest concentration of dark matter is

in my body?

In your adrenal glands?

Exactly. So,

if adrenaline is what activates Killer Frost, then all I need...

Is a shot of epinephrine?

No more Harry and Cisco traumatizing me to get Killer Frost to show up.

Can't wait to tell her.

Wait, you guys talk now?

Sort of. We leave each other notes.

"Thanks for the badass new jacket, I got some blood on it.

"Don't worry, it's not ours."

I guess her humor is sort of an acquired taste.

Uh-oh.

Pocket dimension is about to open.

It's DeVoe, get that pen ready.

Okay, stay ready.

Edwin Gauss?

What?

All right, guys, say hello to our last known bus meta,

Edwin Gauss. As we know, there's not much on him.

No college history, no known addresses,

just a couple of backpacking photos on an old message board.

Old? Flip phones are old, this site is from the age

of dial-up. Try prehistoric.

No digital fingerprint, everything this guy owns

is strapped to his back.

He was off-grid before he was even a meta.

That and his powers are the reason that we couldn't find him.

And why there were 12 heat signatures

on the bus, including the driver.

Cisco, the way he appeared and disappeared.

Pocket dimension.

What, like the DeVoe kind?

No, like the Edwin Gauss kind.

You see, pocket dimensions like the one you see here

are unique to their users.

Just like DeVoe can only enter or exit his,

Gauss, too, is limited to his own pocket dimension.

So, why does DeVoe need him?

Well, DeVoe uses his chair to create pocket dimensions.

If he has Edwin Gauss' powers, he won't need it anymore.

Then we need to catch Gauss first.

And we will.

Little late, just tweaking the cap. Now, listen,

locating this meta is not a task that we have to accomplish.

"Why is that, Harry?" I'll tell you why,

it's because we already have.

Now, this is the map that we constructed

of all the pocket dimension activity throughout Central City.

Right, but that's when we thought all the pocket dimensions

belong to DeVoe, now we don't know whether they belong to him

- or to Gauss. - And figuring out

those distinctions, sorry, but that's too big even

- for your britches, Harry. - My britches are plenty big.

Okay? I fill my britches, watch this, okay.

By simply tracking the trillions of identifiers,

cross-referencing the fluctuation migration patterns

and the temporal displacement and energy...

And...

I give you Edwin Gauss' pocket dimension activity.

"Ah! Harry, it's amazing."

Yeah, let's all just split up and search each one

for Edwin Gauss. Barry you take Caitlin and Ralph,

and I'll go with Cisco and my dad, Harry.

- I'll go with you. - No, I was thinking that

you could just stay here and hold down the fort.

Okay, I'll tweak the cap.

Detective, are you not going after Gauss?

I'm on my way out, I just wanted to see

if you needed anything before we left.

If I need? No, I'm good.

Holding that thinking cap real close.

Never know when you might need it.

You only need it for DeVoe-related problems, right?

DeVoe-related problems, science problems.

Making the perfect omelet.

You make omelets with that cap?

Yeah.

Pretty darn good omelet.

I bet. Hey.

- Do you mind if I borrow the cap? - No, I don't think so.

- Not a good idea. - Why not?

It seems pretty easy to use.

Detective, this "easy-to-use" thing is actually

a delicate scientific instrument that directly alters

the brain wave of the user, so I don't think so.

Hmm.

- So, it's dangerous? - Yeah, it's very dangerous.

And yet you risked using it to make breakfast?

All right. Okay, you're good, Detective.

How much do you wear that cap?

I'm not overusing it if that's what you're asking.

Overusing is one way of putting it, addiction is another.

I'm not addicted to...

Your concerns are well-founded.

Ramon had the same concern. I told him...

No, I promised him I would not use this thinking cap

with dark matter.

- Hmm. And that's a promise you kept? - Yes.

I don't mean to be paranoid.

Sometimes it's just hard to turn off the cop brain.

I get it. No worries.

Good luck finding Gauss.

Guys.

Where are we?

Looks like some sort of hippie commune.

Yeah. Smells like one too.

I think I figured out DeVoe's plan.

He means to suffocate us

with B.O. and incense.

Well, this is the last pocket dimension hot spot on our list.

So just... Do you see Gauss anywhere?

Unwashed flower child.

Have you seen this man?

No.

I've seen the soul that belongs to this man.

Dude's aura is a trip.

Wait, so you know Edwin Gauss?

Sure do.

Around here, we call him

"The Folded Man."

- Folded man? - He's everywhere.

And nowhere.

But mostly he's around here.

Time for the reflection hike, everyone, don't forget to leash

your spirit animals.

Literally already smells better.

Okay, let's just search for Gauss and stay in touch over the comms.

Yeah, I will leash my inner penguin spirit animal

and head south.

Be careful.

Don't touch anybody.

Okay, remember if we find Gauss first,

we might be able to put an end to DeVoe's plans.

Speaking of ending DeVoe...

- It's not what I said. - Allen, I'm just saying

DeVoe has been ahead of us at every turn, his backup plans

have backup plans. On the off chance

that we can't capture him,

shouldn't we be willing to do whatever it takes?

- We know that he is. - I am willing to do

whatever it takes, except kill DeVoe.

- Even in self-defense? - It's not self-defense

if you're already thinking about it.

Look.

I've been down this road, I know you're scared,

I understand the temptation,

but you have to hear me when I say there's always another way.

I really hope you're right, rookie.

Guys, I've got eyes on Gauss!

He's fast for a non-speedster.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Easy narcs, hey.

- I give up. - We're not cops.

But you are in danger, we are here to protect you.

Oh. Righteous.

Is that why you brought your ninja buddy?

What?

Caitlin.

Meet us at S.T.A.R. Labs.

You can't stop me, Mr. Dibny.

I'll cut through all of Team Flash to get what I want.

Are you sure you're okay?

Yeah, I mean the wound started healing before I even woke up.

You frosted out for a sec when we got here,

- it probably helped. - Yeah.

Hey, shouldn't you rest?

Honestly, I'm fine.

If anything, this has just made me more determined

to get DeVoe. I'm gonna go help Cisco with that

pocket dimension predictor.

Well, it could've gone worse.

Yeah, all things considered, we got pretty lucky.

Yeah.

Lucky? Are you two serious?

Am I the only one who's paying attention here?

Ralph, the mission was successful.

Caitlin's okay and Edwin agreed to stay in the Pipeline.

Edwin will be safe in there.

Safe. Because DeVoe has never successfully attacked

metas in a maximum security facility before.

Wait, he did exactly that.

- Watch it, Ralph. - I have been watching.

Watching DeVoe ahead of us at every turn,

watching Caitlin get skewered, watching the metas drop

like flies one by one, because we can't save them.

And why? Because we won't make the tough call and end DeVoe

- when we get the chance. - Look, I'm not doing this.

Okay, Ralph, I get where you're coming from.

But that is not the tough call, that is the wrong one.

Mr. and Mrs. S.T.A.R. Labs agree.

I swear, if I was running this team...

- But you're not! - Okay, all right. That's enough.

We don't have time for this, okay? We need to focus

and stick to the game plan.

Find DeVoe, hit him with the scepter and put him in the Pipeline.

No one has to die.

Same plan again.

And you wonder why he's always ahead of us.

Yo.

Magnum, P.I.

I am digging this tiny padded room, bro.

It's like an eggshell for my body.

Which is the eggshell for my soul.

Which contains the universe on this...

Zesty Ranch.

Right on.

You strike me as a munchies kind of guy.

Guilty. Wait, wait, not actually guilty,

it's not like I'm on anything. You guys said you aren't cops, right?

- Nope. - All right.

But apparently we have to follow more rules than they do.

Well, whatever rules protect me from the evil genius dude,

I shall heed.

Even his name is creepy.

The Ponderer.

It's Thinker.

Yeah, sure is a thinker.

Make me think about my journey, like first time I folded,

I was in this white space for days, and then another time,

I tumbled down this ramp in this space-agey room

with blue lights and there was this bald dude and a professor,

exploding chair with tubes coming out of his noggin,

and there was this lady in a white lab coat,

with such a hot accent. Ah!

Wait, wait, wait, Edwin, do you remember anything else

from there? Anything at all? This is important.

I don't know if this detail is relevant,

but he had one of those robot samurai dudes.

You were in DeVoe's lair.

But how can that be? Cisco said that a pocket dimension

can only be accessed by a specific user.

I mean, I don't know...

Some places are harder to get to than others,

but if you set your mind to a high enough plane,

you can go anywhere.

My mind gets really high.

Edwin, can you get us back there?

For sure.

Come on.

I got more.

I got more.

I cannot do it any faster, Captain.

If I apply any more hobby glue, this ship is gonna blow!

Wow!

This glue is really something else.

I should probably wear a respirator.

Where is it?

Where is what? The exit? It's right behind you.

- Please and thank you. - Can't find my thinking cap.

Hey, I don't have it, Captain Caveman.

I never said you did.

So, why would you volunteer that information unless

you do have it.

- Get out. - I know what this is about.

You never wanted me to build this sucker in the first place.

'Cause you never wanted me to be smarter than you,

well, guess what, that's funny, 'cause I already am.

What the hell are you talking about?

- What the hell are you doing? - Give me my cap!

- Hey. - Give it to me.

- It's mine, it's my cap! - Cut it out.

- It's mine! - Stop!

Harry!

He didn't take it.

I didn't take it.

You definitely have a problem, man.

- Joe, this is fine. - Be quiet.

Just listen.

I've seen these signs before with my late wife Francine.

Back then, I didn't intervene

so quickly because I said to myself I needed to be sure.

But I was sure.

I just didn't want to see those signs in somebody I cared about.

I can't make you stop using this, that's up to you.

All I will ask is that you take a long hard look at what

it's doing to you.

And how it's making you treat people you care about.

Ramon.

Uh... Where are we going again?

You are gonna open up a pocket dimension into DeVoe's lair.

And I'm gonna stop him for good.

No, you're not.

Cisco installed motion detectors in the Pipeline intake.

I thought it was DeVoe coming for Edwin.

And I kind of wish it was.

Edwin can get me into DeVoe's lair, I can end this.

All you have to do is let me go.

I can't let you do that.

Um...

Listen, I don't really do confrontation,

so can I just go back to my glass cage?

We're both leaving in a second.

Okay.

Just give me the scepter.

You know I can take it away from you if I have to.

Yeah?

Well, you're going to have to take it out of me.

Whoa! Bro, okay, I'm actually glad I stayed for that.

That was trippy.

- Don't do this. - Do what?

This?

I'm sorry, Ralph.

Olive branch?

You don't want to have a drink with your buddy?

Is that what you call someone who just went all

Thor, son of Odin on you?

- You can take it. - Yeah.

Look.

I know you're worried about DeVoe.

About what he might do to you.

But there are some lines we can't cross.

Wow.

You really don't know as much as you think you do, rookie.

I know what killing DeVoe would do to you.

You would be throwing away everything you've done

to become a better man, to become a hero.

You gotta realize that.

You

are a moron.

- Ralph... - I am not afraid of DeVoe

or what he might do to me.

I am afraid of what he might do to you.

And Iris and Caitlin and Cisco.

Joe, Harry, Cecile.

DeVoe has taken out everyone who has gotten in his way.

And Team Flash...

They will always be in his way.

This was never about protecting yourself.

I know that killing DeVoe would mean throwing away

everything I've done to become a hero.

But aside from my mom,

this team is the only family that I have ever had.

And I would throw myself into a furnace

to keep them safe.

DeVoe cannot have them.

They are mine.

What about what we want?

You may not care about losing who you've become,

but we do.

We like hero Ralph.

Please don't take him away from us.

Well, Ralph was misguided,

but he had a half-good idea.

- Which half? - We use Edwin Gauss' powers

to create a pocket dimension to DeVoe's lair.

Yeah, that's the half I was afraid of.

It doesn't get more dangerous than this.

So, if we go, everybody needs to sign off.

Look, you two have led this team through every danger there is,

so if you think this will stop DeVoe from claiming

any more lives, then...

Let's go get that bastard.

I mean, damn, Joe, you put it all John McClane like that,

of course, I'm in.

- I'm in. - I don't even need to ask

Killer Frost how she votes, we're in, too.

So, it's settled.

Tonight, we take on The Thinker.

- Open it. - You got it, mega-fast dude.

Open it again in 15 minutes.

If we don't come out with DeVoe in cuffs,

close it, don't open it again.

It didn't work.

Why would it?

Sound has no effect on a hologram.

If DeVoe's not here, then...

Now, my love,

the real battle begins.

What's happening?

Someone's taken over our systems.

He sealed us in.

The second pocket dimension opened in S.T.A.R. Labs at the exact

same time as ours.

It's DeVoe, he used that first opening

to conceal his own entrance.

That's why our sensors didn't register.

This is all a part of his plan, the Samuroid attack,

us getting Edwin, using him to attack DeVoe's lair.

- He wanted us divided. - Where did Edwin go?

He's back locked in his cell, and we've got DeVoe's

pocket dimension energy coming from the Cortex.

That must be where his chair is. I mean, if we can get to it,

we can use it to get our team back.

First, we gotta get ourselves out of here.

Harry, can you unhack his code?

Trying, but it's too complex. If only I had my quantum

encryption keys, I could do it, but they're stuck in

Cisco's workshop.

But we're not stuck in here.

- What are you gonna do? - It's a little worst case scenario

that I had Cisco whip up.

Get back, get back.

Harry.

- Go, get your... - I'm going to hack the computers.

Yeah. Iris, get to that chair.

- Dad, you can't... - Go.

I heard all the commotion and I thought,

"If DeVoe was here.

"Where would he be going?"

Hmm.

A simple deduction for a simple man.

Though I assure you, you are no threat

for an intellect of my magnitude.

Please.

Everyone I fight is smarter than me.

No bad guy has beaten me yet.

Well, I'm afraid an old friend requests a re-match.

I really hate sequels.

Ah!

Mrs. West-Allen.

I was hoping we'd meet again.

You might change your mind about that pretty soon.

Ah...

There's that passion for our chat in the courthouse.

But I do remember warning you that it could easily be destroyed.

And I remember you asking me what I was willing to do

for my husband.

How about I show you?

Gideon.

Yes, Dr. Wells?

Increase the thinking cap's dark matter feed.

More.

Warning, safe zone parameters will be exceeded.

- Recommend... - Maximum capacity, now!

Ah!

Come on.

A little closer. Little closer.

Warning, fists in Pipeline are larger than they appear.

No.

God!

Even gray matter as un-evolved as yours understands

the pain of psychic attacks.

You were born for me, Mr. Dibny.

And now...

You will die.

For me.

Yeah? You first!

What's that?

Big old fork to shove up your...

One more strike and you're dead.

I have been waiting for this a long time,

you and me alone so I can make the hard choice

that no one else will.

Perhaps you are willing to do what it takes.

But it seems my love is stronger than yours.

Get out of my office.

Where is he?

- Iris. - I'm okay.

I'm okay, the others are still out there

fighting DeVoe and a Samuroid.

Actually, now it's just DeVoe.

- Iris. - I'm okay,

- we just need to get DeVoe. - Breach us to him, I'm ready

- to get blood on this jacket. - The blowback in the lair

knocked down my breaching.

I'll find him.

Did you just...

Beat the Thinker? Yeah, I did.

You just got out-thunk, punk.

And I see you went with the same plan as always.

Yeah.

Do you remember when I visited you in prison?

You said that I can have a greater life if I just

rise up?

Well, I'm ready for that life.

And for the first time,

I might even deserve it.

Yes.

It appears I have been bested.

However, a tip if I may.

Before you cuff a meta,

make sure the light is the right color.

Ralph!

Ms. Petty never understood the full magnitude of her powers.

You're currently the same gravimetric weight

as a cement truck, Mr. Allen.

That should hold you long enough to bear witness.

Ralph, just fight it, all right, fight it. I'll save you.

You already did, Barry.

No.

No!

Ralph.

Stay back.

Melt.

All the training.

All the lessons you've taught Mr. Dibny to help him

reach his full potential.

This body will be the greatest gift of all.

Thank you, Mr. Allen.

You were an excellent teacher.

We were supposed to save them.

We tried.

We failed.

I know this isn't the ending we were expecting,

so...

If anyone wants to talk.

Should I track him down?

No.

I think I know where he is going.

Cisco.

Hey, uh, weather says rain's coming, you mind helping me?

Can you get Harry? I think something's wrong with me.

- All your vitals seem okay. - Blood pressure,

respiratory rate seems normal as well.

You're gonna have to run the test again.

There was some feeling, I don't know what it was, but...

You touched DeVoe.

Hand me the dark matter scanner.

The dark matter.

I'll get it.

- Focus, Harry. - Gotta focus.

There's no trace of dark matter anywhere in your body.

He must've used Melting Point's powers to entangle your meta-DNA.

- So, Killer Frost... - Is gone?

Thought I might find you at the other office.

Yeah, well...

Without Ralph being around to dodge rent,

it's only a matter of time

before the landlord closes this place up.

I know there are some things in here Ralph wouldn't want anybody finding.

You know, you could just "whoosh" around

and you could pack up a lot faster.

Yeah, I know.

Barry, look, I just wanna...

Iris, I've...

I know that you're...

You're here for me and that I can talk to you.

And I love you for that, but...

Right now, I just need to pack up.

That's all.

Okay, yeah.

I'll leave you to it.

I'll keep them safe.

To our overwhelming success.

Yes.

In more ways than one.

- What do you mean? - Not only is my new host

body immune to the ravages of my ever-expanding mind,

it also holds an ancillary benefit.

Clifford!

I'm nothing without you.

And now all of me is with you once more.

But we must temper our celebration with conviction.

Our plans have yet to reach their apex.

- What is that? - Dark matter,

siphoned from the room where Dr. Wells was charging

his counterfeit cap.

As I predicted, his hubris was his undoing.

And so now, the fire that burns down Team Flash,

will also light the path to the enlightenment.