It seemed like they'd stood there embraced for ages, not caring for anything and anyone but each other, the rest of the world be damned along with those lonely years prior. In that moment, Harry didn't care why she disappeared, ready to forgive her just about anything. All that mattered was that she was home, in his arms and he made a vow that he would never let go of her again.

He vaguely heard Barry asking Cisco whether they could use the metahuman cuffs to let her out of the cage and Cisco commenting on how young she seemed in comparison to their boss. Harrison maybe should've shot the younger man a menacing look or said something, but he truly couldn't care less.

Finally, what seemed like a whole eternity to him, he released Caitlin from his arms so he could look at her again, though he immediately regretted it as his body craved hers that always fitted so perfectly when they embraced. His hands immediately went up to cup her face and he stared and stared into her eyes, noticing them slowly filling up with tears.

"Harry," she eventually spoke in a low voice, "how long?"

His face hardened immediately, the mask, he'd learnt to put on though the years, back in place as the last thing he wanted was to fall apart. She must've noticed the difference because she frowned slightly and then even more tears flowed, the pain and terrible guilt of hurting him all over her face.

"Three years," they heard Cisco answering from the other side of the glass and they both turned to him briefly.

"I'm so… God, I'm sorry!" Caitlin raised her voice, covering her face with her hands while forcing Harry to let go of it in the same time. "I never wanted this to happen! I never wanted to hurt you! God! It's all her fault! I wouldn't even hold it against you if you found someone, if you made a new life for yourself… I…"

"Stop," came strong and hard from Wells and she just had to look up at him in surprise. "There never was and never will be any other woman for me. When I thought…" his voice broke a little, so he took a deep breath before he continued, "When I thought I'd lost you, that was it for me. I was just done, Snow."

"No. No! I never… I never wanted such suffering for you. All I ever wanted…"

They just now realized Barry was gone as he suddenly appeared again, speeding back and causing Caitlin's eyes to open wider. He was holding meta cuffs in his hands.

"Out of the question! I won't put cuffs on my wife!" Harrison immediately protested, but said wife only raised her hand.

"I want you to," she said. "Because this is the only way you can keep me."

"You said it was all her fault," Cisco picked up on that. "What did you mean? The ice queen we saw…"

"Killer Frost," she provided with a name.

"Oh, wow… that's actually good." Cisco nodded in approval. "So, she's… she's your power?"

"When she takes control, I don't remember much of what happens. I only have…" Caitlin risked a brief glance at her husband, sensing the coiled tension already gathering up in him and she wasn't wrong. He looked like he was about to explode. "I only have short memories, some visions, places, people…" She frowned. "It's like I'm there, but not really there, just… trapped in my own body, my own mind. And I can't escape her." She started to shake, realizing how badly she wanted to stay herself, the knowledge of the years wasted and what that had done to Harrison, the one person she loved more than anything, almost destroying her. She felt like she started to have a panic attack and then, everything just stopped because his arms were back around her, his chest raising and falling along with her own, his breath on the side of her head. He was her oasis and the calm she needed, so she clang to him, fighting tears, fighting an anxiety attack.

"Snow, you're safe. You're home. I won't let anyone hurt you. We'll figure this out. We'll make sure she'll never come forward again."

She nodded against him, because that was truly all she could do.

"Guys, maybe we should move to some cozier place? The lounge would be most comfortable for this, I think and Barry can run to Jitters for some coffee and to Big Belly Burger for food. What do you say?" Cisco suggested and the couple parted again.

"I'm sorry," Caitlin apologized then. "I haven't introduced myself properly."

"One second," Barry said when opening the door and then putting the cuffs on her wrists. Harry still didn't like the idea, but when aware of the danger, he had to let it go.

"I'm doctor Caitlin Snow-Wells," she introduced herself when shaking the speedster's hand.

"Barry Allen, the Flash."

"Interesting." She actually sent his way a sweet smile and he thought his boss truly knew how to pick them. Despite everything this woman had been through, she somehow still managed to be grateful and cheerful. And she was supernice, unlike the cold meta he'd captured.

"Cisco Ramon."

"Hi, Cisco. I'm Cait."

"So," Harrison started when they all settled themselves in the lounge; burgers, fries and coffee all picked up and brought by Barry, "this… Killer Frost," he hesitated, sitting as close to Caitlin as he could, his arm draped around her when she was eating, "how it happened? Was it… It was my fault, wasn't it?"

Cait's expression faltered.

"No, Harry, what are you…?" She put the burger aside and turned to him.

"I built the accelerator."

"I thought we did it together with the help of our team. There was no way of knowing what would happen. We were so sure. You can't blame yourself."

"But if I hadn't launched it, you wouldn't have become a meta, you wouldn't have been gone and all those metas… they wouldn't have existed."

"But they do. And you can't take that back. We can only move forward. Besides, look how much good Barry is doing for this city. I mean… yes, I wished I found my way back to you sooner, but… I fought. I fought so hard and the thought of you, my love for you was the only thing that kept me from giving up, that made wanna fight her that much stronger." By the time Caitlin finished, she was holding Harrison's hands in hers, hating that her skin seemed colder to the touch now.

"Was she created by the explosion?" Barry asked just then. "I mean… you were hit with dark matter and… she just came forward?"

"Something like that." Snow let go of her husband and turned to the two remaining men in the room. "I wanted to find Harry. I was so scared for him when we parted and then… something else crawled into my thoughts, into my mind. I was so, so cold and when I touched something, it turned to ice. I was terrified and I was slowly losing it. Losing myself. I was screaming inside of my head to come back, to not to run away from the Labs, but it was too late. I was disoriented and Killer Frost was stronger. I passed out. I mean… the me in this body fell asleep or lost consciousness. I don't know. I was there, but I wasn't… By the time I managed to wake up, to understand what was happening, she pushed me under again."

Snow didn't even realize she was shaking before Harrison's hands were on her arms, steadying her, his fingers drawing soothing patterns.

"It's ok, Snow. What matters is that you're home now."

"No, it's not ok. My powers may be suppressed and it may work in the long haul," she flung her cuffed wrists, "but he'll find me. He'll come for me and this time I won't be able to run."

"Who?" Cisco frowned on hearing that.

Harrison tensed up once again, expecting the worse, expecting Killer Frost had teamed up with an equally deadly metahuman, that they'd been… he swallowed hard and didn't even notice he fisted his hands until he felt Caitlin's gentle and cold touch there.

"No, it's not like that, Harry. It's just… I don't remember much. Killer Frost… he found her. He used her to do his dirty work for him."

"How? If he needed a muscle, then he couldn't be as powerful," Barry pointed out.

"Oh, he is, trust me. In fact, I think he may be the perfect opponent for you," Caitlin told him. "He calls himself Zoom and he's a speedster."

"Another speedster? How come we didn't hear about him?" Cisco asked in curiosity.

"Because all this time I was on another earth," the surprising answer came. "He grabbed me and took me to his earth, Earth 3, because his own Killer Frost died. He has a guy who can open up breaches and… I couldn't escape. That was the hardest part. I couldn't escape because I wasn't here. I finally managed to sneak out through an open breach when I saw the opportunity. Killer Frost was distracted. I think… I think she might be falling for Zoom, but it's not like she could do anything about it. The basic touch of hers can kill, even a speedster."

She knew it would be too much and that was why she was stalling with that particular piece of the puzzle, now seeing Harry just sitting there, his face buried in his hands. She truly wished she could've spared him the pain. God knew they didn't deserve it. That he didn't deserve it, because truly, he was the best husband she could ever ask for, the light of her life, the love she couldn't live without. Her feelings were so strong that even when being Killer Frost, she still found a way to make it back home to him. She just wished it hadn't taken her so long.

"Harry, I'm so, so sorry," she sobbed as she couldn't fight the tears anymore.

"Hey, no, it's ok," he assured her immediately, which only made her cry harder, because he always put her first and disregarded his own feelings. She wasn't blind. She did see how he'd changed, but her feelings didn't. Whatever had happened to him, whatever he'd had to go through, it was still her Harry and her home.

"I think it's enough for today. You, guys, get some rest. We can pick this up tomorrow," Cisco decided just then when getting up and gathering up the used up cups and paper bags.

"I agree," Barry confirmed. "If you need me, just use the panic button on your phone," he told Harry. "I'll be there in a flash." He winked.

The older man didn't break a smile, but Caitlin did and it only made Barry more sure of what a remarkable and strong person she was.

It was late at night, yet Harry couldn't sleep, just sitting in a chair near the bed and watching Caitlin's sleeping form.

He didn't want to push or touch her or more, scared that the trauma she'd been through was still too fresh. In the end, he just stayed away, resolving to only holding on to her and helping her out. It was already too much to walk into their old apartment and find it completely unchanged with her clothes still hanging in the closet. He could tell it from the expression on her face, though none of them commented on it.

He truly didn't know what to do next and where they would go from now, but it didn't matter in the end. He was sure that with their combined efforts they could stop Zoom, whoever the man was and that Caitlin would be safe as long as she wore the cuffs. He hated them, of course, but for now they would have to suffice. He'd work on something better later or maybe on an actual cure. Then again, he knew he needed her for that and her bio-chemical expertise. They'd always made such a great team and he was sure they would continue to do so. They just needed time to heal. And he would give her as much time as she wanted. He was just grateful that she was there, even if he still had trouble believing it and maybe that was also the reason why he hadn't gone to sleep yet. He was simply afraid that she'd disappear in the morning.

He jumped when she actually screamed, throwing on the bed.

"No! Don't make me do this! No! Stop!" she kept on repeating and he was immediately there by her side, placing his hands on her arms and stirring her awake.

"Snow! Snow, it's ok. You're safe," he kept on repeating and she finally stilled, opening her eyes and seeing him there.

"Harry!" she called his name and clang to his body with all her might. "Oh, my God, I'm so happy you're here. I love you."

"I love you, too. It's ok."

Somehow he ended up in bed with her, holding her, her pressing her entire body into his, seeking out his warmth and touch.

"Bad dream?" he finally asked, feeling kind of awkward and guilty. She was way too close and it'd been three years, after all. He couldn't help his body finally reacting to her.

"Zoom… making Killer frost do… terrible things… She… She killed people, Harry. Froze them to death."

"It's not on you. You tried to stop her."

"I failed. I only managed to escape and it took everything from me. She was so angry when we landed back here. Her powers… She made it so cold and snowy… and thank God, Barry found me and brought me back to you." By the time she was finished, her face was at the level with his and he couldn't help it. He cupped it and pressed his lips against hers, needing this kiss like a thirsty man on a desert.

He was relieved when she kissed him back and then she couldn't seem to stop, finally feeling like home. His lips and his hands were stripping away not only her clothes, but were also making the bad dream and her memories disappear.

"Snow… wait… Are you sure?" he asked when he finally forced himself to tear away from her, noticing in surprise that she was naked and he only had his pants left on.

"Yes. I want this. I want you. Always. It's been too long."

He didn't need anything else. He resumed kissing her, flipping them so he was the one on top, paying attention to her body the way she deserved, warming her up and letting the flames consume them both when her hands finally donned his pants and let him slid inside.

Home it was, indeed, they thought when making desperate love to each other.