Hello! I don't own FLASH. It's been a while since I've written and posted a Flash fanfic, but it's good to be back. This is my first Snowells fic! I was inspired by Trinity23Rose and how she writes them together, especially with Harry, and the sweet Snowells fanfic pics I've found on the internet.

I could totally ship Caitlin and Harry. Though poor Ronnie came first, and I so ship her with Julian Albert (he was so sweet to her!). But I can see her and Harry together. He would do anything for her, even if he has to kick his own rear to do it. The close moments on the show between them could be just good friendship, but I could easily see them being a thing.

These will be mostly snippets of Harry's thoughts on Caitlin. I would love reviews!

How do you like the title? It felt fitting to me.

Harry's POV:

Another morning in STAR Labs, another day of trying to stop demented criminals from reeking mayhem in our city. And that means more endless hours of listening to Ramon's nerdish babbling, gushing like an idiot over his newest designed super suit or something like that. To be fair, he's not a bad kid. He just talks too much, and doesn't have half the scientific expertise that I do! Which I would be more than happy to share, if anyone cared to listen!

The familiar click of high heels enters the Cortex. Harry turns his back to look at the owner of said heels. She has long legs like a Barbie doll, she dresses like a librarian, even though it's the 21st century! But she walks through the room like a true lady. "Good morning, everyone!" She calls to Cisco and Barry. "Morning, Harry." She smiles.

Harry's POV:

And there it is! That smile. Purely angelic. Normally, I greet my friends with a grunt and scowl at them, to give them the impression I wish they were somewhere else. But when it comes to Snow-no, Caitlin. I can never stay mad at her for long. Her long reddish hair shines under the florescent lights, like you sometimes only see on those stupid infomercials trying to sell shampoo or what have you. Her red tresses frame her small face perfectly.

Her dark brown eyes fill me with warmth that I otherwise usually push away. And her smile...her smile...that's…her smile is pure magic. Good thing these thoughts are for my ears alone, or Ramon would be having a day of it! But seriously, to myself, how can you not respond nicely to that smile? It just...does things to me.

And as if that wasn't enough, she is capable, she's intelligent, knows a lamebrain when she sees one, beautiful, and so forgiving. But she has lost people before. Her fiancé Ronnie, Jay-well, I knew he was no good the whole time!-, but how does she do it? How does she put that all aside and, knowing what she has gone through and still manages to light up other lives when she walks in? She lights up my life.

She was one of the first people to trust me, to give me a chance. After I'd messed up and made a d- fool of myself when I first came here, and everyone else wanted me gone-except for Barry once he understood my circumstances-, she came alongside me and still gave me a chance. She listened to me. She didn't judge me, but she certainly didn't let me sit around to pout either.

She has every reason to be angry at the world. She doesn't have to be here, doing what she does. And yet she's here, looking out for Team Flash, taking care of her friends, and being just downright sweet! Better not let anyone catch me saying that!

I never thought I could possibly feel again for anyone, after Jesse's mom died. It hurt just too much. It broke me, and I didn't think I could ever become put back together. But slowly I am, piece by piece. It's a process. She's made me want to keep going, to keep fighting. Without even knowing it, she pushes me to be a better person. And I'm trying! For her sake, I am trying.

But, what do I have to offer her, except the brilliant relics of my brain? She deserves everything.