Well, it's tomorrow right now, in my time zone. :P

The ladies head out to save the day, the guys are stuck in jail, and everything turns out all right in the end with some nice Kariver fluff since they were separated pretty much the entire episode. :)

Enjoy!

***

Caitlin was sitting in the cortex, trying to stitch her wound when Iris walked in. "Let me help you," the bride-to-be whispered. When Caitlin opened her mouth to deny help, Iris insisted, "please."

Caitlin sighed, acquiescing. "OK. It's already knotted, you just have to pull it tight." Iris nodded, bending down and taking the tweezers, pulling the thread. "Thanks," Caitlin whispered.

"Yeah," Iris nodded, setting the tweezers down.

"What happened?" Caitlin asked timidly.

"You don't remember?" Iris asked, surprised.

"When she's in control, I don't remember much of what happens," Caitlin admitted. "Did she . . . I hurt anyone?"

"Just that snake-eyed scumbag," Iris answered, and Caitlin scoffed. "Didn't kill him, though. So, the cure . . . it – "

"Didn't work," Caitlin said bitterly. "Not all the way."

"Which is why you wanted to leave tonight?" Iris guessed, and Caitlin sighed, nodding slightly. "And why it took you six months to come back?"

"When Cisco said he was gonna get Barry back from the Speed Force, I thought that maybe I could come back and make up for some of the pain that I caused," Caitlin explained. "But she's getting stronger." She scoffed, closing her eyes and shaking her head. "I never should've come back."

"That's not true, Caitlin," Iris shook her head. "You can always come back to your friends. Why didn't you tell any of us?"

"I didn't know who to talk to," Caitlin admitted.

"Could've talked to me," Iris offered. "I'm your friend, Caitlin."

"Work friend," Caitlin corrected. "I mean, it's not like you and I have become besties over the last few years."

"Yeah, I guess we haven't," Iris admitted, sighing.

***

"Hey!" Ralph perked up when a security guard walked past the cell. "Jerry! Buddy! We gonna get that phone call or what?" The guard just kept on walking. "Hey! Come on, man! I know you can hear me!" he sang. "I'm right here! Hello!" He scoffed, turning around and walking back alongside the bars. "OK, great."

"You just know everybody, don't you?" Cisco scowled from where he sat on the bench, another inmate asleep on his shoulder.

"I've been in here a few times," Ralph nodded, then examined the bars. "You know, I could wiggle through these bars and get us out of here. Maybe make my finger into a key . . . that'd be pretty sweet. A lot of pressure put on the index finger, though. Iron versus flesh! What do you think?" he asked, sitting down by Cisco.

"I think you should stop talking," Cisco deadpanned. "Immediately."

***

Over by the toilet, Barry finished throwing up again and groaned in pain, holding his head as Joe patted his back comfortingly. "Ugh," he grimaced. "I don't ever have to drink again."

"Words uttered by everybody who's ever had too many," Joe couldn't help but smirk, holding out a towel. "Here."

"Ugh," Barry winced, unfolding the towel to wipe his mouth. "This was a bust, huh?"

"Bachelor party," Joe sighed. "Happens."

"What's up with you?" Barry asked, leaning on his fist and looking at him. "All night, you've seemed preoccupied."

Joe took a deep breath, then confessed, "I'm worried."

"About what?"

"Being a dad again. I'm almost fifty, Bar. When I saw that video Cisco made of you and Iris when you were kids, it hit me like a ton of bricks. I was . . . I was young the first time I did this. And seeing Joanie? Ugh. It's hard raising humans, Bar."

"You'll be fine," Barry told him.

"I barely get enough sleep as it is, worrying about you three, especially with Wally being gone. Add to that a crazy baby schedule. Feeding, the crying . . . I'm honestly scared to death."

Barry looked at him, then spoke up. "Joe, when yo urasied Iris, you were alone. When you took me in, you were alone. And, you know, when Wally showed up, you were alone. You did that all by yourself, single parent. No one could've done a better job. No one. Now you've got a partner. You've got family. You've always been there for us when we've needed you, and now it's just our turn to do that for you. We will."

Joe smiled, holding out his arm, and Barry leaned into Joe, letting his foster father put his arm around him. "I know you will," Joe nodded, patting his hand.

The door to the room opened, and Barry and Joe both blinked as Oliver walked in with another guard. He raised an eyebrow as he looked in the cell, then pointed to Barry, Joe, and Cisco. "I'll take those three," he said before turning to leave.

Ralph cleared his throat loudly, and Oliver stopped, giving him a deadly look. He gave Barry a clear look that asked "really?" Barry just shrugged helplessly, and Oliver rolled his eyes, groaned, and pointed at Ralph. "Four," he grumbled.

Cisco immediately shot up, heading for the door. Ralph quickly caught the inmate's head, lying him down before following.

***

"These tears are more than just water," Felicity said, walking up with a Petri dish with a tear. "When ingested, the dark matter inside it alters the brain function like that of a psychoactive drug."

"Like an opioid?" Kara asked.

"It's like a love drug," Felicity said. "From tears."

"If this spreads, Central City's gonna have a massive drug problem on its hands," Cecille swallowed.

"Oh, yeah," Felicity agreed.

"OK, well, we need to stop Amunet and save the Weeper before that happens," Iris said.

"How do we find her?" Cecille asked Caitlin.

"I don't know," she answered. "She's smart. Off the grid, always on the move, never leaves a trail."

"What about her powers?" Kara asked. "The metal she controls, do you know what kind it is?"

"Some kind of alnico alloy," Caitlin shrugged.

"Think you could use the satellites to track it?" Kara asked Felicity.

"You mean run a geological scan of the city for small-scale signatures of aluminum, nickel, and cobalt?" Felicity snorted. "Girl, please."

She typed on the computer, and it zoomed in on one area of the city. "There," Cecille pointed. "She's headed to Lawrence Hills. That's . . . that's all industrial out there. That's steel mills, docks, warehouses."

"OK, we need to stop her," Iris said.

"OK," Felicity nodded, following.

"Guys," Caitlin swallowed, stopping the four of them. "I can't go with you. If I lose control, I could become a liability. I'm sorry, Iris. I can't go."

"You don't have to," Iris nodded slowly. "We got this."

Kara nodded, following Iris out the door, Felicity and Cecille following.

***

"Ladies, what's your status?"

"In position," Kara answered Cecille from high in the sky.

"We're in position," Iris added, looking at Amunet through the scope on her gun, Felicity wielding one of the cold guns.

"I think you'll be pleased," Amunet sang, walking to the back of her black truck, opening it to reveal the Weeper chained.

"This is him?" one of the Japanese men asked.

"Mmm," Amunet nodded.

One of her men punched the Weeper in the stomach, making him grunt. When he lifted his head, he had shed another tear. Amunet wiped it off with a finger with a smile. "Good boy." She turned to the Japanese man, lifting an eyebrow. "Sample?"

He conceded, and she walked over, letting him inhale. Blue rippled down his throat, and he exhaled, looking extremely cheerful. "I'll take him," he announced.

"On my count, we move," Iris said.

"OK," Felicity nodded.

"One, two – "

There was a rush of wind and two grunts from behind the girls, making them yelp and spin around. Kara had zoomed in and punched two henchmen out, their guns lying on the ground. Several other guns were soon pointed at her, and Kara stood protectively in front of Iris and Felicity, hands on her hips. "I remember you two," Amunet frowned, pointing between Kara and Iris. "You're the chicks from the bar, hmm?"

"Let the Weeper go," Kara ordered, narrowing her eyes.

Amunet narrowed her eyes right back, but before she could give an order, a voice from behind stopped her. "Hey, Amunet!" Everyone turned to see Caitlin walked in, dressed as Killer Frost. "This is between you and me. Let my friends go, and I'll come back and work for you."

"Oh," Amunet pouted. "It's too late for that, Caity. Do you know why no one has ever testified against me over the years, hmm? Well, it's because they're not alive to. Sorry." She turned around. "Take care of them."

Kara tensed as guns cocked, but a blast of cold air from behind made her grab Iris and Felicity and duck. The cold wave blasted Amunet's men back, and when the mist faded, Killer Frost stepped out, narrowing her eyes. "Well, hello, Chilly," Amunet growled.

"Get out of here," Kara pushed Felicity and Iris, running back with them towards Killer Frost, the meta's hand outstretched to fire off ice if need be.

Amunet reached for her bag, summoning metal to form a gauntlet. "And I thought I wasn't going to be able to kill anyone today," she growled, firing off metal shards.

Kara flew forward to grab them, but skidded to a stop when ice formed in front of her. In fact, when she looked around, Killer Frost was forming a dome over all of them. "Kill them!" Amunet roared.

Kara narrowed her eyes as bullets started peppering the dome. "I don't think this is gonna hold much longer," Killer Frost warned.

"Well, this is a steel factory," Iris thought quickly. "And you move steel plates with – "

"Magnets," Felicity finished. "Really, really big magnets."

"And there's a really, really big magnet right up there," Kara grinned.

"Cecille, turn the crane on!" Iris shouted.

"What?" Cecille squawked. "How?"

"Uh, should be in the schematics," Felicity answered. "Just highlight it and turn it on!"

"OK," Cecille took a deep breath.

Killer Frost raised her hands and shot out blasts of ice, shattering the dome and knocking out the gunmen. "Oh," Amunet growled. "You and I could have been gods!"

"I used to work with a god," Killer Frost retorted. "Over it."

Amunet raised her gauntlet, and Iris shouted, "Cecille, now!"

There was a loud hum, then the metal shards flew off Amunet's hand and towards the crane, along with the metal shards in her bucket. Amunet blanched, attempting to summon them back, but nothing came to her. Killer Frost chuckled darkly, forming an icicle in her hand and walking forward. "Not so scary without your bling now, are ya, sister?"

She raised the icicle to stab Amunet, but Iris shouted, "Stop!" She ran forward so she was in Killer Frost's sight. "Caitlin, stop!"

"I'm not Caitlin," Killer Frost hissed. "And I'll never be free unless she dies."

"No, it's the opposite," Iris shook her head. "You are free right now. But if you do this, you will always be a killer. Killer Frost, Caitlin, you don't have to be one or the other. You get to decide who you are."

Killer Frost seethed, then dropped the icicle, letting it shatter on the ground. "Get out of here," she ground out.

"You've ruined this for me today," Amunet hissed. "And one day soon, I promise you I will ruin something for you."

Amunet left with Norvock, and Kara ran forward. "Hold on," she told the Weeper, reaching up to break the chains. "We're gonna help you."

But when the Weeper was released, he scrambled away from Kara. "Get away from me!" he spat, running off.

Felicity and Iris backed up when he burst past them, then Cecille ran in. "The police are on their way," she announced.

"We did it, guys," Felicity grinned. "We . . . really did it."

"Actually," Iris smirked. "It's girls."

Kara grinned and walked up to Felicity, the two fistbumping. Iris gave Killer Frost a small smile, but she looked away instead of returning it.

***

"I'm gonna have a headache now until my wedding day," Barry griped as the elevator descended into the cortex.

"Worth it," Ralph smirked.

"Agree to never speak about what happened tonight?" Cisco asked.

"Agreed," Barry nodded.

"If I have to," Ralph shrugged at the same time.

"What?" Barry stared at Ralph as they left the elevator, then straightened when he saw Iris waiting for them. "Hey!"

"Hey," Iris smiled, walking up to him.

"I saw you called seventeen times. Everything OK?"

"Oh, yeah, everything is fine," Iris nodded. "How was your night?"

"Ummm . . . " Barry exchanged glances with Cisco before answering, "good. Quiet."

"Uneventful," Ralph pitched in.

"Yours?" Cisco asked.

"Uh, yeah," Iris nodded. "Yeah, not much happened."

"You know what, we actually had a few scrapes," Barry winced.

"Honestly, so did we," Iris sighed.

"Some tears were involved," Ralph nodded.

"Yeah, us, too," Iris nodded back.

"More crying," Barry continued. "Then puking."

"Aww," Iris rubbed his back sympathetically.

"Lost access to the happiest place on Earth," Ralph added.

"Pretty sure nothing could've made tonight any worse," Cisco stated before stopping dead when he entered the cortex. He took one look at Killer Frost standing in the middle of the room, then groaned. "I'm so tired. I'm so tired, can we just do this tomorrow, please?"

"Aw, chicks with white hair," Ralph's eyes widened. "Hot."

"Why is Killer Frost here?" Barry frowned.

"Guys, she has something that she wants to tell you," Iris answered. "And you all should listen."

Barry and Cisco watched in amazement as Killer Frost's eyes turned from silver to their normal brown color, then her eyes shut as starting from her roots, white morphed into auburn. When she opened her eyes again, it was Caitlin standing in front of them, looking beat up. "Aww," Ralph pouted. "It's just Caitlin."

"I can explain everything," Caitlin smiled shyly, and Barry and Cisco nodded, walking towards her to listen.

Before Caitlin started, though, Cisco felt his phone buzz, and he pulled it out, quickly checking the text he had just received, then typed out a reply.

***

"Hey, Joe."

Joe looked up when Joanie entered, and he sat up. "Hey."

"Uh, when you got arrested, I figured you'd be OK, 'cause you're a cop, but still?"

"Yeah, we're all fine," Joe nodded. "How was the rest of your night?"

"It was fine," Joanie brushed it off. "Joe, I'm gonna do what I want."

"I know," Joe nodded, holding up his hands in surrender. "You're an adult. I was not trying to tell you what to do."

"But if I'm being honest, I know that I took it too far tonight," Joanie sighed.

"And what about your feminist research?" Joe asked.

"I still believe everything I was saying," Joanie answered. "But after we talked, I realized that's not why I'm working there, so I'm gonna quit." Joe nodded, and Joanie swallowed. "Are you gonna tell Mom?"

"That's not my secret to tell," Joe shook his head. "But your mom loves you, and she'll always listen if you let her."

Joanie considered, then the door opened, and Cecille walked in, holding up a bag of Big Belly Burger. "Just got my first craving," she announced, sighing as she walked in. "Hi, you two! How was your night?"

"Uh, it was fine," Joe answered. "Nothing happened. You?"

"Oh," Cecille smiled tightly as he kissed her cheek. "Same. Super chill."

"I'm gonna head to bed, but, um . . . " Joanie shifted slightly. "Do you wanna do breakfast in the morning and just talk?"

"Yeah, sweetie," Cecille beamed. "I'd like that."

"OK," Joanie smiled.

"OK."

"Good night, guys," Joanie waved.

"Good night," Cecille waved after her, then turned to Joe. "I gotta tell you something. This kid of ours? Definitely not a vegetarian."

"This kid of ours," Joe repeated, shaking his head. "Cecille, I gotta tell you . . . I never thought I'd even have a second chance at love, and here you are. You're my everything. To top that miracle, we're having this baby. It's exciting." Cecille smiled, laying a hand on her stomach. "Is it OK to say that I'm scared?" Joe asked.

"I'm so glad you told me that, 'cause I am terrified," Cecille let out in a rush.

"Really?" Joe blinked.

"Yes, really! I thought that I'd finally hit this groove in my life and my career and with you, and now this changes everything!"

"The last thing I thought at our age, we'd be having a baby," Joe admitted.

"I know!" Cecille laughed. "It's scary, but I figure pretty much all we gotta do is love this baby as much as we love each other."

"That's a lot of love," Joe grinned.

"Yeah," Cecille nodded, smiling and leaning over to kiss him.

***

Cisco checked his phone, looking at the time, then walked around the corner into an alley behind S.T.A.R. Labs. "Guessing there's a reason we're meeting here instead of the hotel?" he asked.

"Kara doesn't know," Oliver answered, walking up to join Cisco, a duffel over his shoulder. "I don't keep secrets from her, but this is one I'd like to keep."

"It ain't a bad one, though," Cisco reminded him.

"Still," Oliver smirked, taking the duffel off and handing it over to Cisco. "This is a surprise." Cisco nodded, unzipping the bag and looking through it. "Everything's in there."

"You're sure about this?" Cisco asked, looking up at him. "I'm happy to do it, but is your team OK with it?"

"They all agreed with it," Oliver nodded, holding out one of the drives Winn had given him. "This has got everything you need on it."

"I'll get started right away," Cisco promised, zipping the bag and hefting it onto his shoulder, taking the drive from Oliver and putting it in his pocket. "Max amount of time it'll take is a few weeks. That good?"

"Just breach over when it's ready," Oliver nodded.

"Will do," Cisco nodded, then held up a finger. "One last thing." Oliver sighed, but nodded for him to continue. "There anything specific I should work with? Because I'm thinking there's gonna be a name involved."

"Well," Oliver tilted his head side to side. "I have it on good authority that its future owner's favorite animal is a dog."

Cisco grinned. "Way ahead of you, man." He waved. "Give my best to Kara when you leave!"

"Thanks, Cisco!" Oliver waved back, turning and heading back towards the hotel.

***

"Quiet and classy," Kara mused as she walked with Iris and Caitlin towards the elevator, back in a conservative button-up and dress pants. "I think that was the epitome of opposite."

Caitlin laughed. "Not quite the bachelorette party you had in mind?"

"Well, saving the city wasn't a bad way to spend the night," Iris admitted. "But the best part of the night was spending it with the ladies of Team Flash and visitors from Team Arrow and Supergirl."

"It was," Caitlin admitted. "When we weren't almost getting killed."

"Yeah, we should do it more often," Iris agreed.

"We should," Caitlin nodded.

"The 'hanging out' part, not the 'almost getting killed' part."

"I'd like that," Caitlin smiled.

"And any time you want another ear, other than . . . the usual," Iris raised an eyebrow at Kara. "Feel free to drop in."

"I'll keep that in mind," Kara promised.

"Actually, I wanted to ask both of you favors about the wedding," Iris looked between them.

"Oh?" Caitlin and Kara exchanged glances. "You want a custom ice sculpture?"

"I'm pretty good at tracing things with my heat vision," Kara volunteered.

"No," Iris laughed. "Um . . . I wanted to know if you, Caitlin, wanted to be my maid of honor, and Kara . . . if you would be my second bridesmaid."

Both girls' eyes widened. "Me?" they both said simultaneously.

"Yeah," Iris smiled, looking at Kara. "Barry cares about you a lot, and I hope I can call you a friend as well, and it would mean the world if you were in the wedding party. And Caitlin, we're more than work friends, and we've been through a lot together. Weddings are all about new beginnings, right? So, what do you say? You two wanna stand up for me?"

"Absolutely," Kara grinned widely.

"I do," Caitlin nodded, then smirked. "I guess that's your line, though, right?"

Iris laughed, opening her arms, and the three of them shared a hug. "Thank you," Iris told them.

"Thanks for asking," Kara smiled as the doors opened.

"I'm so excited!" Caitlin gushed as they entered the elevator.

"I know!" Kara squealed, then turned to Iris. "Oh, but you've got to warn me when everyone's finding dresses, preferably in advance."

"Will do," Iris promised.

"Do I have a bridesmaid's dress?" Caitlin wondered.

"Of course!" Iris laughed as the doors closed.

***

Oliver looked up from his phone when the hotel room door opened, and Kara bounced in. "I was just about to ask where you were," he held up his phone, then gently tossing it onto the bedside table. He paused, seeing the ecstatic grin on her face, then smirked. "What happened?"

"Iris asked me to be one of her bridesmaids," Kara grinned.

"Did she?" Oliver grinned, and when Kara nodded eagerly, he laughed and hugged her. "Good for you!"

"This just got even more exciting," Kara giggled, wrapping her arms around his neck. "Oh, and just when I thought it couldn't already top the evening."

"That eventful?" Oliver raised an eyebrow, watching her take off her jacket.

"Oh, you know," Kara shrugged, taking a moment to speed into her night clothes, dropping back onto the bed. "Just saving the city."

"Guess Cisco and I weren't the designated superheroes of the night after all," Oliver rolled his eyes, sliding under the sheets with her.

"Yeah, you guys failed at that," Kara giggled, then scrunched up her face and deepened her voice. "Green Arrow and Vibe, you have failed Central City!"

"Not my city," Oliver held up his hands as Kara laughed. "Just saying."

"So what happened with you guys?" Kara asked, reaching over to turn off her light.

"Met the new member of Barry's team," Oliver answered, snorting and rolling his eyes.

"Guessing you're not fond of him," Kara smirked.

"No," Oliver scoffed. "He took us to a strip club."

"A what?" Kara shot upright.

"Kara, nothing happened," Oliver promised, sitting up as well and putting a hand on her cheek. "Those days are behind me. None of us except Dibny wanted to be there, definitely not me. You're the only woman I ever want to look at like that, OK? I promise."

Kara smiled, nuzzling Oliver's hand. "I know," she whispered.

Oliver kissed her gently, and when they laid down again, Kara curled into him. "Then Ralph got into a fight, which ended with him, Barry, Cisco, and Joe getting arrested," he continued conversationally. "Wells and I got out before that happened, though."

"Arrested?" Kara repeated.

"I know," Oliver smirked. "I was tempted to leave Ralph in jail."

"Probably good you didn't."

"I don't know, Wells isn't a fan of his." Oliver snickered. "And Barry got drunk."

"You're kidding!"

"Cisco made a 'special concoction.' Barry was a complete idiot the majority of the evening."

"Oh, now I wanna know what drunk Barry is like," Kara whined.

"He thinks he takes peanuts from the bar with super speed, loves chicken wings, complains about the ending of Titanic, and likes to go around shouting 'I'm the Flash!' at the top of his lungs."

" . . . no. Way."

"Way," Oliver laughed.

"Oh, man," Kara pouted. "Now I really wanna see that."

Oliver chuckled. "And how did your night go?"

"Well, the party was crashed by a meta with a snake in his eye," Kara thought, making Oliver blink. "Then we faced off with a crime lord who had the power to control metal, and had to save a meta who cries a love drug from her."

"I'd have traded you," Oliver said dryly.

Kara raised an eyebrow. "You with the ladies, and me in the middle of a strip club surrounded by guys paying to see scantily clad women?"

Oliver paused. "I take that back."

"Thought so," Kara giggled, sighing and closing her eyes. "All in a day's work, though."

"Yeah," Oliver agreed, reaching over to turn off his light, then wrapped his arm around Kara, closing his eyes.

Only a few seconds had gone by before Kara spoke again. "Oh, and we found out Caitlin still has her Killer Frost side."

Oliver did a double take. "What?!"

***

Lol, Barry and Iris being semi-honest, Joe and Cecille brushing their nights off . . . and it's basically gossip to Oliver and Kara. XD I had to do that scene, I just had to.

Next up, it's back to Supergirl! "Damage" is the next episode, and you bet Kara will be calling in Earth-1 reinforcements to help out. ;)