Derek's ears perk up in slight surprise as Barry comes barreling through the shrubbery, but he can't deny that seeing him is a relief. He's at Derek's side in a fraction of a second, and Derek feels vaguely guilty as Barry checks him over for injures. He didn't mean to make him worry.

And he is worried, that much is obvious. There are red sparks in his eyes and Derek takes a breath, forcing himself to sit up and shift back into human form. The expression on his face must show how broken up he is, and he swallows against the lump in his throat.

"She's gone," he says roughly, falling into Barry's arms and burying his face in the soft, comforting curve of Barry's neck. "Helen-- she's gone."