"What's wrong with this stupid thing?" Cisco muttered under his breath as he stuck the probe onto the circuit board, then jerked his hand away as a large spark was ejected from the machine, and the diagnostic test that he had just completed went from green back to red. Cisco slumped back onto the floor with a sigh as he glared at the equipment. Truthfully, he knew exactly what was wrong with the treadmill, he just couldn't wrap his mind around the solution as other thoughts kept interfering.<br/><br/>"Where are you, Caitlyn?" Cisco asked softly. It was hard to believe that only a short time ago STAR Labs had almost felt crowded. But now H.R. was gone. Jesse had left quite a while ago. Harrison had also decided it wasn't worth sticking around. And Barry had literally ran off to be with the speed force. Cisco wasn't sure what that was all about yet, but it had seemed Barry hadn't had much of a choice in the matter, so his leaving hadn't cut as deeply as Caitlyn. Caitlyn had been his partner and friend for years. He'd promised to always be there for her no matter what and thought she had felt the same way. But when it came down to it...she not only hadn't taken the cure, she'd willingly walked out on him. So that was the departure that hurt worst of all.<br/><br/>But there wasn't a damn thing he could do about any of them. If Caitlyn didn't want to come back, there was no way he could force her. And Barry could only leave the speed force if he was replaced by another speedster, at least as far as Cisco had been able to learn. And while it had seemed Central City had been over run by speedsters a time or two, right now they were in short supply. At least speedsters Cisco was willing to condemn to be a prisoner in the speed force.<br/><br/>"All right...let's try this one again." Cisco said as he grabbed the probe and leaned forward again, but it appeared the lab wasn't as deserted as he thought and a voice, rather than his own thoughts, distracted him. She didn't identify herself, but she hardly had to. There were only a small number of people who could get into the lab without setting off the alarm (at least he hoped the latest upgrade had worked) and the fact the voice was female narrowed it down even further. It had to be either Iris or Caitlyn, and Cisco knew better than to expect Caitlyn to come back.<br/><br/>Cisco practically rolled his eyes as Iris revealed she thought there was a problem in Starling as well. Because OF COURSE there would be a problem in Starling. The problems in Central City obviously weren't enough. Cisco glanced back over at the observation window and nodded. It wasn't like his current project was an emergency, and Cisco wasn't the type to turn away someone with a problem. Especially not when that someone was his best friends fiancé, and especially especially not when said problem involved another computer nerd he considered a friend. He left the tools were they were...he'd get back to that project soon enough...and trailed after Iris into the cortex...after a brief stop to pick up a mug of coffee for both of them.<br/><br/>Cisco settled into the seat opposite her and placed her mug on the table next to her, taking a small sip of his own drink while he listened, frowning as she outlined the problem. "I haven't heard from them either." Cisco admitted. True, Felicity was really the only one he'd had anything like regular contact with, and it wasn't unusual for him to go weeks without hearing from her. And of course Oliver had never, ever called him, nor had Quentin. And he could count on one hand the number of times Thea had contacted him while they weren't involved in a joint operation. But it sounded like it was different with Iris.<br/><br/>"Quentin...might be just drunk or something. Felicity has mentioned he's taken Laurel's death extremely hard, and understandably so. So that alone isn't cause for concern. And like you said, Oliver being silent is nothing unusual. But Felicity and Thea..." Cisco trailed off, then leaned over and accessed the computer on the next table over. He logged into his social media account, then frowned, a frown which only intensified as he checked a few other files. "Neither has been online for a few days." Cisco finally reported as he leaned back with a sigh. Felicity practically lived with her computer, and Thea was a teenage girl with a constant online presence. THAT was cause for concern. "I'm not picking up anything from their cell phones either." If Oliver had disconnected his phone, that wouldn't have been unusual. And if Quentin had forgotten to charge his phone for a few days, nothing strange their either. But both Felicity and Thea going dark? Iris was right. Something was wrong.<br/><br/>"I don't think Quentin is with the SCPD anymore." Cisco admitted. It was a bit hard to keep up with the man's career, but last Cisco had heard the man had quit the force after his daughter's death. "And if it did escape their notice, I'm not sure asking questions, and getting others to ask questions, is the right approach." Cisco leaned back in his chair. Fortunately they had other options.<br/><br/>"I could try to vibe them" Cisco admitted. He was still learning to use his powers...he thought he would always be learning how to use his powers...but he had had some luck with the process before. He glanced over at Iris when she asked if there was anything she could do...but he couldn't bring himself to ask. There was an aspect of his powers he'd found to embarrassing to reveal...namely that the more intimate an object he used to try and vibe, the greater the chance of success. So quite frankly, if Iris managed to get ahold of a pair of Felicity's underwear, Cisco was pretty sure he could lock onto his friend, and probably even open a portal to her location. But that wasn't something he could bring himself to ask.<br/><br/>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br/><br/>"This ain't Aruba." Mick was obviously not the most intelligent member of the team. Hell, considering the team consisted of a man who had figured out how to build a shrinking suit, another who had won some sort of prize for some sort of discovery, and someone who read books for a living, that was hardly an embarrassment. No, Mick was the muscle of the team, and he knew it, so as he rose from his seat and looked out the window at...whatever the hell he was looking at...a small smile formed on his face. Dinosaurs were awesome, and while he would NEVER admit it out loud, he'd been kind of envious of Haircut being stranded in their time period. And now here he was with an awesome view out the window at some of his favorite animals.<br/><br/>Oh, sure, Mick wasn't a complete idiot. Dinosaur's did not walk on paved roads. And while he liked the theory that dinosaurs were still alive either deep in Loch Ness or the darkest jungles of Africa...they did not wander the streets of LA in 2017. "I didn't do it." Mick claimed as he glared around at the rest of the group, certain one of them would blame him for breaking time as blondie had put it. Mick didn't even know HOW to break time. Sure, Rip and Whitey had explained it multiple times about how it was important not to interfere with the normal course of events, but Mick had always tuned that part of the mission briefing out. All he needed to know was where to go and who he was supposed to hit. And while Mick considered himself a tough guy, the closest thing he saw to an enemy right now was the Tyrannosaurus Rex trying to take a bite of the ship, and even Mick knew better than to go outside and try to hit that.<br/><br/>"Think there's a bar around here? Gideon?" Mick demanded. It would probably take the egg heads a few hours at least to figure out the scientific mumbo jumbo that would precede him being told who to hit and what to steal, so he might as well be comfortable while he waited. And speaking of comfortable... "Care to join me?" He asked the new captain. True, she'd decked him not to long ago, but then she'd also told him he earned the right to choose the destination...a destination they hadn't arrived at yet. "Least you can do after crashing the ship." He teased her.