AN: Sorry it's been a while. I've been super busy, but I promise I have not abandoned this story. I hope you all enjoy this chapter!

Disclaimer: I own nothing. Flash belongs to CW. Shadow Wings belongs to May Deitrick.

Barry stared, horrified at the gaping hole in the ice that Caitlin fell through. He dropped the branch, leaping into the hole after her, submerging himself with ice-cold water.

Barry swam through the frigid lake until he located Caitlin, who was struggling to get to the surface. Barry could hear her human heartbeat racing in her chest. He reached her, grabbed her around the waist, and swam closer to the surface. He pressed a palm against the ice over their heads and burned through it with Heavenly Fire.

Barry pulled them both up to the surface and onto the snowy shore. Caitlin's skin was tinged blue and she shook violently, her teeth chattering. Hypothermia was setting in.

Barry was shivering, too, but not nearly as much as Caitlin was. A dip in a frozen lake wouldn't kill an angel, though it would kill a human, even one with powerful magic like Caitlin's.

He knew he had to act fast. Barry pushed as much snow away from the bank as possible, mustering up a bit of heat so he could melt some of it with his hands, too. He kept at it until he made a small p[lace for them to lie without the snow making them both colder.

Barry pulled Caitlin closer, removing her soaked jacket so it wouldn't impair her ability to get warm. He reached for her shirt next, but her hands inelegantly shot up to stop him.

"Wh-what a-are y-you do-doing?" she said with chattering teeth. Her dark eyes were wide with shock and alarm, making her seem more aware than she had before as the hypothermia clouded her mind. Her eyes' dark depths captivated Barry. He found himself longing to stare into them forever, like they were an eternal flame lighting Heaven's sky.

"W-we a-are fr-freezing," Barry said, surprised to find his own teeth chattering, too. "W-we ne-need b-body h-heat t-t-to g-get w-w-warm."

Caitlin's eyes widened, realizing what he was insinuating, but she knew he was right. She hesitated for just a moment before tearing her shirt off her body.

Her response was all Barry needed to strip off his armor, remove his shirt, and shift closer to her. She snuggled into his chest.

Barry knew they would probably get warmer faster if they took their pants off, too, but he decided not to suggest that considering the circumstances. He just hoped her legs and feet didn't get frostbite.

Barry wrapped his arms around Caitlin's back and she snuggled into him deeper, seeking his warmth. Barry's breath caught in his throat, his pulse racing faster. He was surprised she would do such a thing, but he wasn't complaining.

Caitlin's face buried deep into his neck and Barry shuddered, though not from the cold. Angels weren't affectionate creatures. No one had ever cuddled with him like this in his life.

Barry saw Caitlin was still shivering and he feared that out here in the open, body heat wasn't going to be enough to save Caitlin. Then, a thought popped into his head. The day angels were born was the day the suns of the universe were created. The heat the was buried deep within his core would be more than enough to warm Caitlin up, though it would leave Barry a shivering mess afterwards. He wouldn't even be able to think straight.

It was a risk he had to take. He knew he'd live through it; he just hoped that Caitlin wouldn't leave him here alone. Why, he wasn't sure, as he would survive whether she left or not, but for some reason, he didn't want her to leave, and it wasn't because he still needed to capture her for Eobard.

Barry's eyes fluttered shut and he focused on his aura's core, feeling for the heat of the sun he created millennia ago. Instantly, his temperature increased. Caitlin gasped, her dark eyes opening, and she moved closer to him. Barry was careful not to let himself get too warm too fast, as that could put her body into shock.

As Caitlin moved closer, Barry's pulse beat faster and he responded to her movements by shifting his body closer to her as well.

A couple minutes passed, and he saw the blue tinge fade from her skin, her body stop shaking, and her dark eyes clear.

Relief filled him instantly. Caitlin was going to live.

Then, the flame inside him decreased, like shadows snuffing out light. His heat faded, having transferred to Caitlin and needing time to rebuild its reserves. His body grew cold as the ice water they plunged into not long ago. Gideon's light shrank so she was only visible by a faint glimmer and she stopped vibrating above his head. She shut down, almost giving her the appearance of a dead halo torn from a Fallen angel's head.

It didn't take long for Barry to start shaking.

Caitlin's eyes widened as Barry suddenly turned blue, his body shivering, his golden eyes clamped shut. She could hear his teeth chattering and worry filled her veins.

She nudged him gently. "Barry? Barry, open your eyes." Her worry was bleeding into the tone of her voice. She didn't know what was wrong to him. A minute ago, he'd been so warm... warm enough to make her feel as if she'd never taken a dip in that lake.

It hit her suddenly. Barry must have had some kind of heat reserves and he just used them all up, but not for himself. He gave them to her.

She didn't understand why he would do that. He wanted her dead. He was Eobard's son, right? And she was a threat to Eobard. It didn't make sense for Barry to risk his own life to save her own, and yet he had.

She nudged him again, asking him to open his eyes once more, and to her surprise, he obeyed. Bleary golden orbs fluttered open, attempting to find her.

"I'm right here," she said, gripping the side of his face. She almost tore her hand away as she realized just how cold he had become.

Barry let out a small moan at the warmth of her touch, leaning into it.

Caitlin's heart both warmed and became paralyzed with fear. What if he died? She wasn't quite sure why she cared, seeing as they were enemies, but she had grown fond of him while they were travelling together. And he had just risked his life to save her own. She looked at him. He couldn't be much older than she was. Early twenties, maybe. It wasn't his fault he was raised by Eobard. If she had been born in his place, she doubted she would be much different. However, Barry didn't seem fond of his father. Apparently, Eobard simply used him and Barry didn't even consider Eobard to be his parent.

A sudden thought struck Caitlin. What if she could convince him that what he was doing was wrong? What if she could get him to turn on Eobard, to teach her magic?

Well, you won't be able to do anything of the sort if he dies, she snapped at herself, a bit ashamed that she was thinking such thoughts while Barry shivered beside her. She didn't want to use him, but she didn't want him to hunt her either.

Caitlin took a deep breath and used her magic to get the water out of their clothing. Then, she wrapped her small jacket around him, resisting the urge to giggle at how it was far too small. She supposed it had to be better than nothing. Then, she brought her warm body closer to his, trying to warm his hands and face in particular so they wouldn't become frostbitten.

Barry jumped as she moved his hands to rest on her warm torso. His golden eyes widened in confusion and Caitlin's heart was struck with a pang. After what Barry told her about Eobard, she began to wonder if anyone had ever shown him kindness. Had he ever received a gentle touch, or was everything simply a hit or a strike?

She shushed him gently. "It's okay. You're going to be fine."

Barry let out a small whimper and moved closer to her, burying his beautiful face into her neck.

Caitlin's eyes widened at his response. Then, she started trying to warm him up, running a hand up and down his back, only for him to shudder and gasp, attempting to pull away from her.

Caitlin blinked in confusion. "It's okay," she tried to reassure him.

"Stop," he sounded like he was begging. "Please, stop hurting me."

Her eyes flew wide in shock, but then she remembered the way she escaped from him: she clawed his back. Surely her fingernails couldn't have done so much damage that he would drop her in extreme pain. She couldn't see and injury on his back, but there was obviously something there that was causing him pain.

She didn't know it was invisible, lacerated wings making Barry writhe as he attempted to get away from her.

"I'm sorry," she whispered, pulling him closer again, avoiding touching his back. "I won't do it again, promise."

She told herself that she would make an effort to find out what was wrong with his back once they were warmer.

Barry seemed to trust her words, as he didn't attempt to pull away again. Instead, he moved closer to the warmth of her body, making her heart beat faster as he pressed up against her.

Caitlin hummed gently, hoping it would soothe him a bit, her fingers entwining in his hair.

She wasn't sure how they went from enemies to two individuals cuddling for body heat on the shore of a frozen lake, but she didn't mind it, even if she knew things would probably go back to being exactly the way they were before she fell beneath the ice.

AN: Well, I hope this chapter was satisfactory :).

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-DragonsintheMoonlight