This is a chapter somewhere between Misplaced and Coldhearted. Disclaimer: I do not own Young Justice, or any of it's characters or the episode titles. I am just in love with-and obsessed with ;)-the show and all its wonders. So sue me. Not literally.

Robin ran out of his room and down the hallway. On his way, he ran into Zatanna. Like, he literally ran into her. They fell on the floor and she was on top of him. He had used his ninja skills to land on the bottom and be a gentleman by cushioning her fall. Zatanna noticed this.
"Um. . .Thanks, Robin." Robin laughed. "No problem. I figure it's the least I can do when I run into you like that."

Zatanna laughed too, still on top of him. "Yeah, what was that about?" Robin kind of frowned.

"Wally texted me that he was going play this new video game without me." Robin told her.

Zatanna raised an eyebrow. "And that is worth running me down for?" Robin gave her a half-smile. "Well, when you put it that way, it sounds silly." Robin admitted. Zatanna's hair fell down around them. He felt like they were in their own little world. He felt a little weird, though. Being this close to her. She must have felt that way too, because she got off and stood up, offering her hand. She pulled him up and they walked down the hallway, neither sure who should let go, and enjoying the contact. He was so glad she was here with them. With him. He was actually glad that Zatara had put on the helmet. *Dude!* he yelled at himself. *That's her father. You can't be thinking that. Besides, he's a member of the Justice League. How can you even think that?* He was right. . . the responsible part of Robin, that is.

In his own head, Robin had two people inside. Richard-or Dick, depending on who you talked to-was the responsible one. He was polite and well-mannered, very considerate. He never did anything that was too out of line. He did do some occasional crazy things, but he was a teenage boy, that was to be expected. Then, there was Robin. He was a lot like Dick, except that he was a little more of the bad boy. More flirtatious-not as bad as Wally. He liked to take more risks, and was-on occasion-a little more selfish. Both knew that it was wrong to be glad for Zatara's absence. Especially when you could see how hard it was for Zatanna. It's just that Robin knew that he would have no other chance to spend time with her if Zatara wasn't gone.

The two let go of each other's hands when they got to the living room. Robin and Wally played the video game, and Wally got owned, as usual. Robin tried to push the guilt into the back of his mind, but it was hard. He didn't let it show to the team. Wally might have known what was going on. . . or at least suspected. But that's only because he knew both parts of him. Robin and Dick. It was hard to hide anything from Wally. He was relieved when Batman came in. "Robin." the team jumped. Zatanna grabbed his arm. He smiled. *See, Dick? This wouldn't be happening if Zatara was her. . . * Robin thought. *So? That isn't the point! It's still wrong. . . Isn't it?* Someone once told him that it wasn't wrong to fight with yourself so long as you never lost. Well, what was the rule for you persuading yourself to change your mind to agree with the other . . . you? Robin didn't want to call it his other voice. Then he would really sound crazy.

Batman was a little confused. Zatanna had just clung to Robin's arm when she jumped, and he didn't look happy. Or course, Batman knew that Robin liked her. So, Robin should be happy about that right? Maybe puberty wasn't the same as when he was a boy. *No, that doesn't make any sense.* Whatever was going on, Batman didn't say anything until they had Zeta-ed to the Bat Cave. Robin started to walk up to the cave entrance-well exit right now-and Batman, now Bruce after removing the cowl, called him back. Robin, Dick, turned around. "What is it Bruce?"

"Is something wrong?" Dick looked at him for a moment, debating whether or not to answer, or how to answer.

The young boy sighed. "I-Bruce, I am. . . just. . . wrong." Dick finished in a surprisingly illiterate way.

"You're wrong?"

"I didn't really know how else to say it. I mean. . . you know Zatanna? Of course you know her, you gave your word to her father you would watch out for her before he pretty much gave his life up for her." Dick answered his own question bitterly.

"What about Zatanna?" Bruce found it was better to just ride out the waves of Richard's mental storms. If you tried to control them or fight. . .it didn't really work out for anyone.

"Well. You probably figured out by now I liked her. . ." Dick looked away blushing. He had started to so that every once in a while when girls were brought up. He was becoming more aware of the opposite sex. Something Bruce had been dreading. *Oh the joys of teenage hormones.* Bruce thought sarcastically.

"Yes, Dick, I knew."

"Well. . . I-I think I'm. . . .happy about. . . Zatara. Being gone I mean." Bruce didn't say anything. He couldn't. Richard was happy? Was he serious?

"Bruce, let me explain! It's not that I'm happy he's gone or that he had to give up his life or that he had to leave Zatanna. How could I when I see the pain on her face practically every day? It's just. . . .Well, with her living at the cave now. . . .It's just that. Well, now I actually have a chance to get to know her and spend time with her. I can make her laugh and. . . .and I'm happy. It's totally sick right? How can I be happy when everyone else is thinking of ways to get Zatara out? Gah! What's wrong with me?" Dick asked, his voice cracking a little in between his little monologue. Bruce did his best not to laugh. His little bird was in love. He was feeling all the complicated emotions that came with it at the worst possible time. Bruce couldn't keep himself a little.

"Are you-are you laughing? Bruce, come on, this is serious." Dick said indignantly, again, voice cracking. Bruce was laughing. He couldn't help it. It was funny.

"I'm sorry, Dick. It's just that. . . well, this is normal. Maybe not the situation, but the confusion? Totally part of growing up. The cracking voice comes with it too. You are a teenage boy. You're supposed to want girls at the worst of times. And I think Zatara was coming around. If-When-we get Zatara back, I think Zatanna will still be on the team. And it's a good thing that she can be with you. You can understand better than anyone else on the team. It's not sick." Bruce put his hand on his son's shoulder. Dick looked up at him.

He looked up at Bruce for a minute or two then said, "I have to ask you something."

"Go ahead."

"Is my voice cracking that noticeable?"