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This is a sequel to Distant Melody. This story probably will make Zero Sense if you haven't read that one. <3 ~Martin
The building on the very edge of the city was perfect. It was small and unassuming, somewhere nobody would think to look for him. He had only brought his tech with him, all of his supplies for building and inventing. There was a bed in the corner. Other than that, and a bit of food, it was empty. But the real reason that he had acquired this particular space was its basement. It was more than twice as large as the building itself, and it made a decent hideout. He had left Team Flash, but that didn’t mean he was going to leave behind life as a superhero entirely.
His old apartment was left practically untouched. His lease would be up in two months anyway, so who cared? And this way, nobody who came looking for him would even be able to tell that he had disappeared voluntarily. As far as they knew, he might just be another one of the dozens of nameless casualties that the New Rogues were creating every month. Even Team Flash wasn’t going to be able to find him.
To tell the truth, Cisco had known that this was coming for a while now. He just didn’t feel at home in S.T.A.R. Labs anymore. And now, having seen the life he would have had with Hartley if Barry hadn’t changed the timeline, he just couldn’t stand to smile and play the part of nerdy, cheerful tech support anymore. So he left. He didn’t say a word to any of his friends, just disappeared overnight.
Now he sat cross-legged on the floor of the basement. His tools and some scrap items were scattered around him, and he tinkered mindlessly without really trying to make something. When he got tired, he didn’t even bother going upstairs. He just curled up on the ground and closed his eyes.