Eobard open and closed his hands before standing up. Things felt different, though he should have expected this. It was a new body. However, he needed a place to keep the shriveled husk that used to be Harrison Wells, at least for the night. The beach where he had watched Harrison and Tess flickered to mind, though the memory had more… warmth this time. Eobard's chest fluttered and he involuntarily looked at Tess's body. He shook his head, and reminded himself to concentrate on the task at hand.

The EMTs were already on their way and in his weakened state he couldn't dig the perfect grave in time. The dirt here was to thick. He took Harrison's corpse to the beach and buried it under a foot of sand, before returning to the car.

The next day, he moved the body to Harrison's back yard, but as he was unearthing the body, he paused.

When he had watched the couple from the pier, it had seemed like such a quaint and useless place for the couple to meet up, and to be fair, it was still useless.

But, with the sand under his fingers, he saw something else for a moment. The reeds against the dunes, and the waves crashing behind him. He heard the hush of the water running against the sand and the call of gulls bickering. The breeze pushed against his cheek. For a moment, it was beautiful.

Lost in thought, he suddenly looked down to see Harrison Wells staring back at him.