Caitlin's sure her heart is pounding hard enough for him to hear it. Hard enough that it should be making an echo in the metal box she's standing it. They can do this. They can do this. They've done much more dangerous things than this. They've been through worse together. And always, always, they've come through it.

They can do this.

Cisco raises the leg and starts to count. They have one shot at this, and she can't be early and she can't be late. It all comes down to timing. He says three and she darts forward, not quite jumping but trying to clear the threshold as quickly as possible. The clang of the doors slamming shut is deafening, and she's honestly surprised when both feet hit the floor. When she doesn't leave some part of her stuck in the elevator.

Letting out a shaky breath, she stares at him, nodding. "I'm okay. I'm okay," she repeats over and over as she wraps her arms around him, practically clinging to him with a hug. Her breath hitches in her chest. "I didn't think I'd ever see you again."