Very slowly and painstakingly was the answer to that.

I had dragged her by her top half and Cisco had dragged her by her bottom half.

Buttercup was still asleep when we got back to the lab.

Caitlin was waiting for us in the bay area when Cisco pulled the truck in.

Her eyes widened when I opened the back of the truck, "Oh," was all she had to say.

Cisco appeared beside her, "Yeah, that's what I said...".

Cisco poked her with the stick that he had taken with him from the woods before he climbed into the back of the truck with her.

"You're getting the top half again," Cisco informed me as he grabbed her back legs.

I climbed in the back of the truck with him and grabbed her front legs... arms?

It took a few minutes for us to pull her out of the truck and not drop her on the hard concrete below.

The bear trap clinked as we set her on the ground, gaining Caitlin's attention.

"Barry, can you try to pry it apart? You'll need to keep your hands here," Caitlin requested, putting on some latex gloves before showing me where to put my hands.

I did as she asked, it didn't take long for the trap to be removed.

The wound started to bleed again, a slow ooze.

Caitlin rubbed some antibiotic cream on the wound before pulling off her gloves.

"So... Where are we putting her?" I asked.

There was silence for a few moments as the three of us stared down at her.

"We can put her in the Pipeline," Caitlin suggested.

Cisco seemed dissatisfied with this answer, "But that's where we put bad guys,".

Caitlin looked at him incredulously, "She ate someone!".

"She defended herself, you heard what Wells said. Doctor Renfield beat her. She's not a person, she's an abused, scared animal. I think we should at least give her a chance. She was willing to trust me before; besides, I already named her,".

I agreed with Cisco, and with that, it was decided, much to Caitlin's displeasure.