A/N: Welcome to my new story! Don't worry for the others stories, I sent a lot of chapters to my amazing beta who's working on them right now.

Had this idea in my head from a long, long time. It was initially an idea for a Grimm fic that never happened and that I adapted for Flash. Still unsure how well this is going to come out, so that's why I'm testing it with that chapter. Hopefully you guys will love it

''Please help him!'' Came an anxious and desperate voice that caused Cisco and Caitlin to turn their chair around in a heartbeat, witnessing the last thing they ever thought they would see; a panicked Captain David Singh at the cortex's entrance. ''I can't carry him.'' He added, on the edge of breaking and losing his composure.

''What's going…'' Started Cisco, but before he could even finish, the Central City police captain had already turned on his heels, immediately sending the young people on high alert, leaving a swift comment in his trail: ''…'s in the parking lot.''

''Grab the stretcher.'' Quickly ordered Caitlin, jumping to her feet to follow the man after one quick glance at the still hanging Flash suit, her blood running cold. She just knew something bad happened to Barry, who else?

If anyone in his police force had been hurt, the captain would've called an ambulance without a single thought, it's wasn't like S.T.A.R. Labs was known as a prime medical facility. It wasn't known for much of anything really these days, since they created a hole in town. There was no reason, for the captain, to bring any of his men here. In fact, even for Barry there was no reason to transport the young man here, so why would he? Unless…Did Singh knew about Barry's secret?

Rushing downstairs, Caitlin couldn't keep up with the police captain, arriving in the parking lot as the older man had already opened the passenger's door of his car and was dragging a tall, slim and unresponsive body out of it, an unconscious form that Caitlin instantly recognized, confirming her fears.

'' Oh god, what happened?'' She exclaimed, hurrying to the young man who was awkwardly slumped against his boss, holding in place thanks to the two strong arms under his armpits. ''Barry? Barry? Can you hear me?''

No answer, of course, the CSI was totally out of it. Scanning around for injuries, the doctor took note of the large gash going from his left shoulder to just under his last right rib, leaking a lot of blood, staining his plaid shirt. No need to see the wound up close to picture how nasty it probably was under the layer of clothes. Her expert doctor hands were straight to her friend's face, trying to rouse him, unsuccessfully. At least, this faint attempt to get Barry's attention communicated one more information; the hero's flushed pale skin felt on fire, muscles twitching under the doctor's hand. Barry didn't do sick, not with his fast regenerative powers, something was terribly wrong. Double checking the hero's physical state, Caitlin just couldn't seem to find anything else wrong, externally at least, other than the gash, or at least 'til she took one of Barry's hand in her own and took note of the mauve coloration under the nails.

The scientist felt her own colors leaving her face as she started to realize what happened, wishing she was wrong.

''It was…'' She started with shaking lips. If she was right, there was nothing she could do to help her friend. Nothing.

'No…no…no, please be wrong, please be wrong.' She begged to her instinct, desperate.

''Can you save him?'' Asked the captain, on the verge of panicking, confirming the doctor's suspicion.

Despite every moment they've heard about or witnessed of Singh barking orders at the CSI, pushing him for his reports or his habit of always being late, there was denying that the captain really cared about the young man.

'If his powers can't help him, there's nothing I can do.' Thought Caitlin, tearfully, feeling her heart crushing in her chest. She was going to try harder than anything she'd ever tried before in her life, but what was she supposed to do?

''I don't…I don't know.'' She answered, working on keeping her own panic at bay, concentrating her efforts on pushing both hands down on the still bleeding wound, trying to slow down the hemorrhage. ''Maybe I can…''

Before she could finish what she started, the lab door flew wide open, letting out a panicked engineer sprinting with a gurney. There was no need for instructions, David and Cisco instantly helped each other to put the fallen man on the gurney as his breathing was growing weaker and more arduous by the moment, the struggling gasps getting frequently interrupted by groans of pain. As soon as it was done, the CCPD captain passed a hand through his hairs, questioning his choice already.

''He should be in a hospital bed right now, what was I thinking? ''

''The hospital didn't help any of the other victims.'' Flatly told Cisco, listening to Singh's words even if he was keeping all of his attention to Caitlin's activity. Everyone knew the scientist was right; every single one of the 8 victims who got infected in the last couple of days died after hours of agonizing, indescribable pain 'til their vital organs all gave out, all of it happening within 6 to 10 hours after the attack. Barry had been working none-stop on this case for days, tirelessly working on finding a cure for the poison affecting the victims, rarely leaving the station.

To be honest, part of the reason he was working overtime, and someday all night long, was to bury himself in work so he wouldn't have to deal with the aftermath of what happened at S.T.A.R Labs. There was this uneasy feeling between the whole team since Caitlin went full on Killer Frost on them and revealed the real reason behind Dante's death and, of course, it had to happen right after the CSI left his nest at Joe's place to crash on Cisco's couch. It wasn't too surprising that Barry would want to stay away. But, how the hell did he ended up infected and in his boss' car on his way to the lab instead of the hospital? Did Singh somehow learned about Barry being the Flash? The question would need to wait a little as Caitlin started moving the stretcher right as she finished her next sentence with a commanding voice, both men forced to start jogging to keep up.

''He's struggling to breath, let's get him upstairs, now!''

''Why did you bring him here?'' Asked Cisco to the captain, his curiosity getting the best of him, as he was following the doctor and his friend.

''Allen almost begged me to do it before he passed out. There wasn't much to lose, considering...''

Nodding, the engineer entered the elevator next, standing next to the stretcher, glancing at the sick man who was gasping for air.

''Hang in there, man.'' He whispered, before a thought hit him.

''Wait, where's Joe? You called him?''

Singh sighed and answered without taking his eyes off the young employee, worried all over.

''My calls went straight to voicemail. He was working on a homicide case on the east side of town today.''

The reference to the detective prompted Caitlin to slightly raise her head up in horror, she totally forgot about Joe for a second, too busy to put her attention on anything else than her patient. How were they going to break the news? Odds weren't in the favor, at all, if it really was the end of the adventure, Barry's foster dad needed to come here as fast as possible... Quickly wiping the tears forming at the corners of her eyes, Caitlin hoped nobody saw her, not wanting to crush everyone's hope 'il they were sure.

''I should send an officer find him.'' Added Singh like he was reading their thoughts.

The second the elevator's door opened at the cortex level, both of the speedster's friends started running with the stretcher, the police captain in their trail who instantly stopped as he turned the corner and red suit hanging at the back of the room came into his view.

A/N: Let me know what you thought and if you guys want more of this.

You'll have to forgive the mistakes here and there, since it's a test chapter to see if I do the whole story, I didn't sent this chapter to my beta just yet.