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Previously on "The Flash."

I now pronounce you husband and wife.

I think it's time you introduced these guys

to your mean roommate.

Tell Amunet I'm done.

Nobody walks away from me, Frost.

So you think DeVoe and his wife are super villains?

Who are you really?

I was born on the same evening you were.

I know every answer to every question ever asked.

Incredible!

Clifford!

Your body's deteriorating

faster than the chair can handle.

It will survive long enough.

What are you doing?

Tinsel.

Your tinsel to surface ratio is terrible.

- Are you kidding me? - I'm not kidding you.

I've done extensive research

to make sure that this tinsel

is properly proportioned for the tree.

- It's terrible. - It's terrible?

- I'll tell you what's terrible. - What?

Your Scrooge to Grinch ratio is terrible.

You're a mean one. I wouldn't touch you

with a 39 1/2-foot pole.

- Haven't heard that one before. - Yeah.

Hey, Cisco, where's Gypsy?

She had to work the holiday shift.

But I think I got her the perfect gift.

A Gulag-class mech knife forged in the unholy

blood fires of Earth-22 by none other than...

West 2.0.

Of course, Gypsy should have sent something for me by now.

Awkward. I'm sure it's fine.

Yikes. Did, uh, Rudolph just

- diarrhea all over your tree? - Cool, cool.

Two humbugs. It's a Festivus miracle.

No, don't get me wrong. Ralphie loves Christmas.

I ring in every holiday season with my nana.

She never remembers me,

but I am getting that inheritance.

- You are just incorrect. - Well, if you don't want

to spend Christmas conning your grandma,

you're more than welcome to join your friends

at the West family party.

Extremely obvious. I saw that.

And by the way, that sounds like a snoozefest.

Unless, of course, you're serving baking soda.

Baking soda!

Wha... Uh, sorry, what's that about?

Uh, well, it's a... Bit of an inside joke

actually concerning Killer Frost.

- Classic Killer Frost. - Mmm-hmm.

You guys were hanging out with Killer Frost?

- Oh, yeah. - Oh, yeah.

Yeah.

- I hope you had a great time. - Oh, we had the best time.

I mean, you're great, Snowcone.

But my girl Frostbite, ai yi yi.

- Ah, ah. - Come on.

I'm gonna go get a cup of coffee.

Caitlin!

Hey, if you see my girl K-Frost later,

tell her what I said about the baking soda!

Dibny!

Too much?

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Okay, from Oliver and Felicity.

We have an espresso machine. All right.

Okay. Not on the registry,

but I guess getting married during our wedding

wasn't on the registry, either. So, yeah, sure.

- I'm not bitter. - I'll put this

in the return pile.

Well, I guess that's everything.

No, we got one more. There's no card.

Um...

Great. It's another set of knives.

It's not even a full set. Yeah, it's one knife.

- That's just shoddy gifting. - Let me see.

I'm gonna clean up.

So, what, so no speed cleaning today?

No, we're not in a rush.

Barry, you barely used your powers in Bali, either.

I mean, not even to put on suntan lotion.

- It was a spray-on bottle. - What is going on, Bar?

Nothing.

I mean, I don't know. I have been thinking recently

that, you know, when I first got my powers,

I would use any excuse to use them.

It would just be me and the road,

and everything around me would disappear.

It's like the first time in my life

I really felt like I was at peace.

I just feel like that all the time now.

I don't have to run when I'm with you.

Aww. That's so sweet.

I love you, Iris West Allen.

I love you, too.

Let me.

The atrophy of my fine motor skills is accelerating.

I'm so sorry, my love.

Oh, the pain is but fleeting.

- After all, today is the day. - How fitting.

You'll share a birthday with the Messiah.

The Nazarene wasn't born until spring.

You can check the constellation patterns to verify that.

Oh, you've heard this lecture before, haven't you?

Maybe. But I will never grow tired

of hearing your voice.

The words are still mine. Even if the voice isn't.

- Do you have any doubts? - No.

Of course not.

It will just take some getting used to.

Don't be afraid, my love.

This is the great work.

I swear I will stand beside you in no time.

Hoho-ho!

Well, it's the dark roast? The light roast?

What are you having, the self pity roast?

I wish.

- Oh, the Killer Frost. - Finally got a drink, woo hoo.

I'm thrilled that she helped everybody fight the Reichsmen,

but now it's like I can't escape her.

Everybody keeps saying, "Killer Frost is so funny."

"Killer Frost is so badass." I spent so long worried

that she was gonna hurt people, but now,

turns out people would rather hang out

with my villainous alter ego.

Look, I... I get it. I know what it's like

to have the evil doppelganger. But you're not like me anyway.

No, you're different. You're... special.

And your friends would much rather

be with you than with her.

- Thanks, Harry. - You're welcome.

Ho, ho, ho.

This is, like, a lifetime supply of store credit.

Why would Rory think that we needed 40 toasters?

He said that there was some kind of fire sale.

- He stole them. - He definitely stole them.

Yeah.

Barry!

- Caity! - That's Amunet.

Hide, hide, hide!

- Ooh! - I blocked your glock.

Hello, Iris. My deepest congratulations

on your wedding.

No, no, dear.

Frosty melted away. I've come for you, Caity.

- You okay? - Yeah.

I'll be right back.

Barry!

DeVoe. He attacked us on the street.

- He took Barry. - What?

- Are you kidding me? - What happened to you?

Amunet Black abducted Caitlin.

Two people go missing

at the same time. That's quite a coinkie-dink.

Yeah, that's a great observation, Captain Obvious.

Can you set the satellite to look

for Caitlin's cryokinetic energy

or Barry's Speed Force signatures?

No, no, we've gotta look for both of them.

Cisco, I need you to vibe Barry.

I need to know that he's alive.

Holy poltergeist!

- Hey, are you okay? - Yeah, I'm just not gonna

- be vibing again for a while. - What about Allen?

Wherever he is, I've never experienced

anything like it.

Hello?

Here we are.

Really moving up in the world.

You know, a sprinkle of enthusiasm

- would not kill you. - Listen, Amunet,

whatever it is you have planned,

I guarantee you Killer Frost wants nothing to do with it.

So right, darling. I don't need her.

I need you.

- Meet your patient. - What have you done?

Oh, there's no need to be over dramatic.

He's alive. And I'm sure he'd be happy

to meet you just as soon as that tranquilizer wears off.

Why do you have him? What is he to you?

My golden goose. You see,

Dominic here is a delightful new meta that I... found.

And I'd intended on selling him,

but unfortunately he did not want to go so gently

into the good night. And, um...

- I shot him. - Uh, he's...

In desperate need of medical attention.

I know. And now you know

why I need you, Caity, M.D.

You're talking about an intricate cranial foreign body

retraction at best. At worst that's an endoscopic...

I'm gonna stop you there, 'cause I've absolutely

no idea what you're saying. But you see,

it does not matter, because I knew that you

would understand what needed to happen.

Amunet, I won't. I can't.

This environment isn't sterilized.

The equipment is ancient.

I suppose I could just yank it out myself.

And risk him bleeding out,

or a dozen other brain deficits.

Right. Good point.

Well, there's only one way to find out.

No, no.

I'll do what I can.

Excellent.

Oh, I almost forgot.

Should he die, you die as well.

This Killer Frost iced mocha is really delicious.

Hello, Mr. Allen.

Not exactly S.T.A.R. Labs.

- Who are you? - My name is Caitlin Snow,

and you're in St. Andrew's Hospital.

At least, I think that's where we are.

This place has been closed down for a while.

Please, you have to help me get outta here.

- Easier said than done. - That blonde lady?

She took you, too?

God, I don't understand why this is happening to us.

Dominic, do you know what a meta human is?

Listen, I... I didn't do anything wrong.

I didn't rob a bank or something.

No, I know. People with abilities...

People like you... They're a commodity.

- Especially... - Especially to Amunet.

Yeah.

Listen, I'm gonna be honest with you.

It would be very difficult to fix what she did to you,

even under the best of circumstances

with the right equipment.

But I feel fine. My head doesn't even hurt.

Which is a minor miracle. But if that shard

- were to fracture... - It could cause permanent

motor skills and parallel brain deficits.

How did you...

You have telepathic abilities.

Can you hear what I'm thinking right now?

When did I get my powers?

A couple months ago.

Uh, I took the bus to my job at the airport.

TSA. But when I got there,

it was like everyone was yelling at me screaming mad.

But their mouths weren't moving.

It only works when I'm close enough to see someone.

You don't think we're getting out of here?

I'm gonna do everything I can to fix you,

but I can't get you away from her.

Not on my own.

Caitlin. I'm scared, too.

Wow. What an entrance.

So, where are we? This is your sanctuary?

What gave that away?

DeVoe, if you wanted to kill me,

you could have just electrocuted me on the street.

- So I'm here for a reason. - Yes, Mr. Allen.

So that I may teach you. I am, after all,

first and foremost, a teacher.

Oh, God.

All right. Fine.

Teach me. But first I wanna make sure

I'm all caught up. You sent your Samuroid

after me. You arranged to pull me

out of the Speed Force.

You made sure that we turned all those people on that bus

into meta humans. Why?

You see, the finer points of my agenda

is not part of today's syllabus.

Oh, come on. We can squeeze it in.

- I'm a fast learner. - Please.

You're about as capable of seeing the breadth

of my machinations as an infant

mastering multivariable physics.

The lesson I have prepped for today is much more simple.

Life 101.

There are no happy endings.

Oh.

We have a guest.

- DeVoe? - You should learn to lose

every once in a while, Bar.

A little humility will prepare you for what lies ahead.

Now, if you will excuse me.

DeVoe!

If you hurt him... If you put a hand on him...

DeVoe!

DeVoe!

It's open.

Good evening, detective West.

Something tells me you're not here for more of my wife's

- world-famous lemonade. - Where's my son?

Mr. Allen, has he gone missing?

He's not missing. He was taken.

By someone I am eager to meet.

Thinly veiled threats aside, Mr. West,

I'm afraid I have not a clue as to Barry Allen's location.

I do know, however, that your colleague is located

behind my front porch carrying an ionic sub-repeating

pulse firearm.

The bird bath has a much better vantage point.

A smart man would have taken up position there.

A smarter man would understand that this gun

has no safety, and my finger is still

on the trigger.

Is there something you find funny?

Well, it has occurred to me that there is an amusing

irony at play. You being a detective and all,

yet you fail to acknowledge the most basic result

- in missing children cases. - And what would that be?

Well, perhaps your son just ran away.

- Don't. - Now, I do have

a restraining order against your son.

Shall I add you to the list?

If something happened to Barry,

there ain't a restraining order on Earth

that would keep me from getting you.

I'm coming back with a search warrant.

Completely unnecessary, Detective.

If you desire to search my abode,

by all means.

You're not as smart as you think.

Yes, I am.

Come on!

You're only hurting yourself.

Running faster than sound, vibrating through walls,

even throwing lightning.

None of that can destroy this barrier.

You know a lot about my abilities.

Is that why I'm here?

DeVoe wants my powers?

You don't have to do this.

Whatever he has planned, you don't have to help him.

A helper? Is that what you think I am?

A mindless minion carrying out her master's bidding?

- Some sort of evil secretary? - You tell me.

No, Mr. Allen.

I am now and forever will be my husband's partner.

I understand that.

You're not the only one who promised

to stand by your loved one for better or for worse.

In sickness and in health.

If you go down this path with DeVoe,

can't you see that you risk sacrificing everything

that you have together?

- Your entire marriage? - You're missing the point.

I am willing to sacrifice everything for my marriage.

I'd ask if you could do the same,

but there's no need.

My husband already knows.

His body may be human,

but his brain is smarter than yours.

- Sark me! - What happened?

Well, the satellite's trying to search

for Barry's Speed Force energy

and Caitlin's cryokinetic signature,

so the bandwidth limiters are overheating.

Well, that's what you get when you rely on machines

rather than a master private eye.

I've had a ton of missing person cases.

There was this wife once.

Turns out she faked her own death.

She was just living in Arizona.

Are you saying Barry faked his own death

and moved to Arizona?

- Well... no. - Well, then shut up.

Oh, boy.

Tell me you got something.

Got nothing.

Searched the DeVoe house thoroughly.

It's clean. Your father's gone

to check the scene from where Barry was taken.

You know, there was this other case once.

Woman couldn't find her husband.

Turns out she just had amnesia.

He was home. She just didn't recognize him.

And I still got paid. Twice.

Ralph. Please.

Shut. Up.

You got something you wanna say to me, Ramon?

Yeah.

Yeah, I got something to say to you, Ralphie boy.

Caitlin's been kidnapped.

Of course, she wouldn't have been at Jitters

in the first place if you hadn't acted

like such a jackass today, but of course,

in true Ralph Dibny fashion, you drove her away

- with your fat mouth! - Maybe I should have

turned my hand into a fat fist.

- Hey, hey, hey! - Oh, yeah?

Guys, cool it.

Listen, the people we love are in danger,

and you can't get it together?

Really?

Whatever.

I'll be in my lab.

And I will be in whatever room is farthest from that.

Speed lab.

- Thank you. - You're welcome.

What is wrong with those two?

You.

Excuse me?

You know what's wrong.

You're the team leader.

Team leader's supposed to make the tough call.

I made a call.

I said we would look for both of them.

No. Looking for both of them

is not a choice. We're overtaxing our resources,

our people, because you won't face

the hard truth. And the hard truth is,

we can't look for both.

We can only look for one.

Harry,

I just made a vow to love and protect Barry.

To stand by him through thick and thin.

And now you're asking me to choose

between my husband's life and my friend's?

I can't. I... I can't do that.

You have to.

Or we risk losing them both.

You have to choose.

Damn it.

Who's Killer Frost?

Sorry, she's just on your mind a lot.

With a lot of cursing.

She is my meta power.

Whenever I get scared or angry, she takes over.

She is violent and dangerous and unpredictable,

but she's a whole lot more useful than I am.

No, thanks.

I'm already scared to death of one psychotic woman.

I'll take my chances with you.

Dominic, I'm sorry. It's too risky to perform

this surgery here. And I don't have any powers

to save us.

But you do.

Take a right.

Caitlin, get back.

Somebody's made my naughty list.

Gentlemen, can you please take Dominic in?

I need to have a word with Caity in private.

Thank you.

Why can't you just appreciate how nice I've been to you?

I don't think you understand the meaning of the word nice.

Now, now. It's not about words.

It's about actions. And I have not stabbed you

or punched you or shot a deadly piece of metal at you once.

Today.

So why did you run away from me?

Tried. Tried and failed.

Killer Frost would have been able to do it.

Ah.

I see.

Caity, do you know what I was doing before I became

the successful entrepreneur you see before you today?

Mean British nanny?

Hmm. No.

I was a stewardess.

You see, unlike you, I did not have fancy

scientists for parents. I did not collect scholarships

or attend fine institutions. My career options were...

Limited.

So I spent my days in a quaint little skirt

in there serving coffee to handsy pilots,

powerless to stop them.

But then the particle accelerator exploded.

And I was powerless no more.

I showed those pilots the error of their ways.

- Why are you telling me this? - Because.

Obtaining my powers was quite literally what made me me.

But the same cannot be said about you.

There are any number of doctors I could have come to

for this procedure. I did not.

I came to you. Because you,

Caitlin Snow, are and have always been

remarkable.

You are bright. Resourceful.

Resilient. And I am more than certain

you can do this.

So, with that said, unless you want to spend

the rest of your medical career in the morgue,

I suggest you buck up, darling.

You know, pull on your big girl pants and do the bloody thing.

Find Caitlin and Barry.

Come on, you bum! Do it!

Do it!

Are you yelling at my satellite?

No, I was just encouraging it.

Although Sally here clearly doesn't wanna be encouraged.

Okay. One, her name isn't Sally.

Two...

I'm sorry. Barry and Caitlin.

We've lost them both before, and it just feels like

we just got them back.

- Well, sorry I was a dick. - You weren't a dick.

I'm the dick. Private and public.

You were just being honest. If it wasn't for me,

Caitlin would be right here with you, me, and Sally.

- Not Sally. - The truth is,

I... haven't had friends in a while.

I'm sure you find that hard to believe,

given my good looks and winning personality.

- Mmm-hmm. - But I'm out of practice.

I suck at being a friend.

Now Christmas is ruined. Everyone is kidnapped.

And it's all my fault. You're here.

And you're helping.

Caitlin's in a vulnerable state right now.

And Barry can take care of himself.

So let's turn off the Speed Force satellite.

We're going after Caitlin.

We're on it.

Let's go get our girl.

I used some equipment that I found in the basement

to jerry-rig and MRI machine so that I don't hit an artery.

Now that's ingenuity. You know, I knew you were

the right doctor to kidnap.

This is a very delicate procedure.

Do you mind giving me some space?

Right, sorry. I'll just, um...

I'm gonna leave this right here.

You know, medical insurance and all.

Great.

- Ready? - I trust you.

Now I need you to hold still.

You might feel some pressure.

Extracting the foreign object.

Foreign object extracted.

Applying some surgical glue.

- He's going into shock. - So unshock him!

I don't know if I can.

That is not the rhythmic tune

of a steady heartbeat!

I need to hear a "beep, beep, beep," dearie,

or Dominic won't be the only flatliner in the room.

Oh.

Oh, you're good.

We're clear.

They're all out?

40 PSI of inhalation anesthetic?

That'll keep them out, but not for long.

Let's go.

The satellite's pinging

Caitlin's latent cryokinetic signature.

Where is she?

East wing of St. Alexander Hospital.

That place has been closed for years.

We'll breach over. You got your suit?

Never leave home without it.

Caitlin!

Damn it! I was aiming for your head.

So pointy!

That is not very nice, lady.

Are you a time traveler? 'Cause those white girl dreads

came straight from the '90s.

Yeah, what he said.

Although, if you wanna give me your phone number,

we could Netflix and chill, or...

Impossible.

Well, that's the thing.

I am the impossible.

We built that cell so you couldn't run your way out.

I didn't run. Just stood still.

- Really fast. - You vibrated faster

- than the eye can process. - Like your wife said,

your brain may be smarter than mine,

but your body is still human.

It's over, DeVoe. Far from it, Mr. Allen.

Flotation mode activated.

Life raft was a good call, Cisco.

Barry!

- There's no sign of DeVoe. - The house is empty.

Facial recognition's not picking up him or his wife.

So, what? He just drowned?

Or went back to wherever he was holding Barry.

- Why do you think he took you? - I'm not sure.

But I think that he's interested in my powers.

Great. We got evil Mary Poppins

collecting metas, too.

Yeah, and Amunet won't back down.

Nothing like a lingering threat to put us all

- in the Christmas spirit. - Speaking of which,

with all this DeVoe stuff and Cecile being out of town,

I didn't have a chance to decorate the house.

If you guys still wanna do Christmas.

Yeah, of course. We have a lot to celebrate.

Do you mind if I invite Dominic,

- that meta we just saved? - The more the merrier.

Let's get some nog.

So everything worked out, huh?

Yeah, but what if it didn't?

What if he killed you because of a decision that I made?

Honestly, Barry, I don't know if I can keep doing this.

Wells told me about the tough call you had to make yesterday.

You're gonna have to make a lot more in the future.

But you made the right call.

I'm proud of you for making it.

So, what now?

Now we have ourselves a merry little Christmas.

Let's go.

What the...

Wow.

Ho, ho, ho.

Oh, wait.

- Like a bowl full of jelly. - Ralph, what is all this?

Well, Joe said he didn't have any time to decorate,

and I wanted to do something nice for my friends.

I realize that I don't usually say or do the right thing.

So I just wanted to say I'm sorry.

Well, you... you really went all out, Ralph.

- Thanks. - Yeah, it looks great, man.

Thank you. Well, I'm glad you like it.

- Oh, wow. - Uh, Caitlin.

Uh, it was wrong of me to say that Killer Frost

is better than you. Because the truth is...

- No one is better than you. - Thank you.

And, I know. I'm the one who saved

- the day this time. - You know, Cisco,

a gift came for you through one of those death holes

- that you call a breach. - Oh, well.

Looks like Gypsy came through, I guess.

- Um... - Wait.

This is a break up cube.

I thought things were going so well with you and Gypsy.

That makes two of us.

Ramon, that's not a break up cube.

You should open that when you're alone.

No, no, no, if she's gonna

break up with me, I wanna hear why.

No, Ramon, I wouldn't... Okay.

Cisco, somebody told me

you've been a very naughty

boy this year.

Why don't you come over and jingle my bells, huh?

- Sweet baby Jesus. - Wanna jingle my bells?

Told you, not a break up cube.

- And I promise... - Use the same button to...

It's not gonna be a silent night.

- Joe, do you mind if I... - Take that to your house.

Yeah.

No Wally?

He couldn't make it.

He still in Blue Valley?

Cambodia.

Dominic, I'm so glad you came.

Come on in. This is Joe.

Uh, thank you.

This house is...

- Bitchin'? - Festive.

Thanks for the compliment, but, uh,

who the hell are you again?

He's the guy you just helped save.

Yeeh, a meta who can read your mind.

Oh, good. Then he knows that I'm thinking

that there's only room for one new guy in this group,

- and that's me. - I'm not here to fight crime

or get a code name. Just to brainstorm ideas

about my powers.

I hereby christen thee "Brainstorm."

Oh, come on, man! I've been here for months,

and I don't have a name yet.

- Uh-oh. - What, what is it?

Security at the loft.

Um, it's probably just more gifts being delivered.

I'll be right back.

- Hello? - Hello, Mr. Allen.

- Dominic? - You really have

an acute sense of detection. And wit.

But like I said, Mr. Allen. You are incapable of seeing

the breadth of my machinations.

DeVoe?

You really should have listened to your teacher.

How is this possible?

I told you I have a very important buyer, Dom.

- As promised. - Always a pleasure

doing business with another savvy woman.

Please, don't do this to me.

I won't be doing anything to you.

Pleased to meet you, Dominic Lance.

Or should I say Subject Six?

Oh, I have created many meta humans,

but only your unique abilities allow me to do...

This.

You see, Mr. Allen, three months ago you emerged

from the Speed Force a new man.

And in order for you and the world to experience my plan,

I, too, needed to be reborn.

If you hurt my family...

I have no interest in your family.

Besides, you're gonna need someone to miss you

when you're gone.

What did you do?

I merely left something for you.

It's a re-gift, as it were.

I don't have need for it anymore.

Allen?

CCPD. Open up.

Open up in there.

Breach, breach, breach.

Don't run.

Move, move, move, move, move!

Keep your hands where I can see them, Barry.

Check the corners!

Clear!

Clear.

Barry Allen, you're under arrest for the murder

of Clifford DeVoe.

Excuse me. I have to go.

- But thank you so much. - Of course.

Thank you for coming.

- Merry Christmas to you all. - Merry Christmas.

I told you I'd stand beside you.

Always.

Now let's bring about the enlightenment.

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