DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN YOUNG JUSTICE OR ANY CHARACTERS AFFILIATED WITH DC COMICS.

A/N: This story takes place about three months after the death of Kid Flash

POV: Tigress

I keep having the same nightmares. Every night. They won't stop. I keep dreaming of Wally, and whenever I wake up, I try to convince myself it's not real. Then I look at the empty space on the bed beside me and it all comes flowing back. I'm an emotional wreck. The love of my life is gone. Not only that but a lot of people still don't trust me or Aqualad because of what we did. He's stronger than I am. He can handle it. I wish I could be more like him, or even M'Gann or Conner. The four of us are the only original members still on The Team. Nightwing left after Wally- Nightwing's gone. I haven't heard from him in months. He hasn't called to offer his condolences. He probably thinks I don't need them. He thinks I'm tough. But I'm not. I just want to be around someone who knows what I'm going through. The last time I saw him was at Wally's funeral, and he never even said goodbye.

I'm trying to push these thoughts away as I get out of bed. It's about 7 AM. There probably won't be anything major going on today for Tigress to be involved in. That's another thing, the fact that I'm going by Tigress troubles most of the Team, since I fought a lot of them as Tigress. But Impulse doesn't seem to mind (I don't care that he's Kid Flash now, I will call him Impulse until I'm ready). He says that it's part of my healing process, so he respects it. It's been nearly three months and I still know so little about that kid other than the fact that he's Flash's grandson from the future and he lives with Jay and Joan Garrick.

There I go again. My thoughs have wandered back to the Flashes. It seems like they're all involved with Bart somehow. All of them except for Wally's parents. They don't mind him, but they're not exactly ecstatic to embrace him as their family. I visit them a lot to help them cope, but I haven't seen them in a while. Honestly, I have no interest in seeing them any time soon. It's just too hard for me.

Mostly everything is. Since everyone found out my death was faked, I reconciled with Zatanna. She was so happy that I was back, and I couldn't help but feel so bad that I put my best friend through that. I wouldn't stop apologizing even after she told me to. I wish she was still on The Team. Just because we operate out of the Watchtower doesn't mean we're members of the League. We hardly ever interact unless we need to. I'm starting to doubt that this is the life for me, but then I remind myself that I have nothing to go back to.

POV: Superboy

I was sad when Wally died. Everyone was. But as everyone knows, I'm not very good at showing emotion. I might have been the only one who hadn't cried. Artemis was really torn up, she accused me of being heartless for not caring, and I just didn't know what to say. I couldn't be mad at Artemis, not after what she'd just been through. M'Gann convinced me it was best to just leave her alone for a while.

Despite all the bad things that happened, there was one thing that finally made me smile. M'Gann realized her mistakes; she made a promise to me that she would never abuse her powers again. We got back together and I felt whole again.

After a few weeks, things started to get back to normal. Well, as normal as they could be for a group of teenage superheroes. But a few days ago Lagaan finally confronted me about M'Gann. I knew it was coming before it happened.

"You stole her from me!" he shouted at me, which I didn't appreciate because of my super hearing. I knew M'Gann wouldn't want me to fight him, so I wasn't going to. I tried to ignore him but he was persistant.

"I loved her! You don't care about her, you don't deserve her!"

He was really starting to piss me off, but I just tried to walk away. He flipped over me and demanded I talk to him.

"I've got nothing to say to you, Lagaan. Beat it."

That was where he made his big mistake. He punched me in the face and I grabbed his wrist, yanking him forward. I bent his arm behind his back and put my other hand on the back of his neck, slamming him into the wall.

"I'm warning you, Lagaan. M'Gann made her choice, and you need to respect that. I don't doubt that you love her, but you need to move on. I did not steal her from you, you drove her away. If you ever attack me again, there won't be a warning."

I pulled him away from the wall and shoved him into it one more time before walking away.

When M'Gann found out she was pretty upset. I told her how it went, and she couldn't help but feel bad for Lagaan, but I told her it was his own fault. Eventually she dropped it.

Today, M'Gann and Martian Manhunter were taking a trip to Mars, and things seemed quiet on Earth, so I was hoping maybe to make things better with Artemis.

POV: Miss Martian

Despite all the times Wally hit on me when the Team first formed, he was still one of the first friends I ever made on Earth. He was one of my best friends. He was Artemis's boyfriend, and now he's gone. I wouldn't be surprised if they were going to get married soon, but now I'll never find out. I'll never get to be a Bridesmaid for Artemis. I feel so bad for her, but I respect her bravery for rejoining the Team.

I feel like we grew closer together on Black Manta's sub when we were repairing Aqualad's mind. That was a wakeup call for me. Superboy was right about me abusing my powers. I never knew how destructive they were until I saw it firsthand. Aqualad wasn't mad at me for frying his brain, even though I expected him to be. He said if he had been in my position, it was very possible that he would have done the same thing.

I'm just glad everything's okay now. The Team is working alongside the League, me and Conner are back together, and Uncle J'onn and I are going to Mars today. I haven't been there in years, so I'm hoping maybe I won't be persecuted for being white. But if I am, Uncle J'onn will be there to defend me. I look forward to the day that I can fight alongside him as a member of the Justice League.

Maybe one day I'll be the Martian Manhunter. Hello, Megan! I'd be the Martian Womanhunter, wouldn't I? That name just sounds really threatening… perhaps I should just stick with Ms. Martian.

POV: Aqualad

Annex Orin was quite pleased to discover I was not a traitor. I will admit I was angry with him at first for withholding the truth from me, but he did have good reason, and it is not right for me to question my King. I have since returned to working alongside him and his new protégé, Lagaan. Lagaan is hot-headed for an Atlantean, but his heart is in the right place. To me, that is all that matters.

After Wally's death, I mourned alongside Artemis and Dick. I have only seen Nightwing once after Wally's funeral. I was visiting Happy Harbor. I don't quite know why, perhaps out of nostalgia, and he was doing the same. The meeting was not planned, but both of us were glad it occurred.

"Come here often?" he asked me as he appeared out of the shadows, sitting down next to me. Both of us were wearing civilian clothing to hide our identities.

"It is good to see you, my friend."

"Same to you, Kaldur. How's the Team? How's Artemis?"

"The Team fares quite well. Batgirl is very helpful, and kind as well. Artemis is holding up, but it is clear that she is still hurting. Most of the Team is still hesitant to trust either of us, but that is not the most important problem at the moment."

"Have you ever wondered why Wally was never as fast as Barry?"

"The thought has crossed my mind before, but I have never expanded on it."

"Recently it's all I've been able to think about. When I first heard about a teenager being in an accident in Central City, I was anxious to investigate. He recreated the experiment perfectly. I think the problem was just psychological. He always believed he wasn't fast enough, so his subconscious prevented him from going as fast as he could have."

"That does seem very possible, my friend. Do you plan on returning to the Team soon?"

The silence lasted perhaps too long before he answered.

"No."

We talked for a while longer after that, and I haven't seen him since. But there were still a lot of loose ends that needed to be tied up. About a week ago I traveled to Atlantis to see my parents. They were very happy to see me, and I felt the same way. I assured my father, Calvin Durham, that my blood relation to Black Manta did not matter, and that he would always be my father. The happiness in his eyes when I said that could have lit up the entire ocean.

After my visit was over, I decided to see Garth, which was a mistake.

When he opened his door, I greeted him, and he punched me in the face. He tried to go back inside, but I grabbed the door and tried to explain everything to him. He had really let himself go. He was beginning to grow a beard, nowhere near as majestic as Aquaman's. It was messy, it made him look like he gave up. I haven't seen him since Tula's death, but he no doubt heard about me joining Black Manta. After I finished my explanation, he hesitated. He then told me to get out. Reluctantly, I granted his wish and left.

Since then, things have been normal. I am still leading the Team, but evil seems to be lying low. The Light has been broken in half, and despite all of Batgirl's effort, Vandal Savage is yet to be found. But that isn't the worst of it. Just after Miss Martian and her uncle left for Mars, Lex Luthor announced his candidacy for President of the United States.

Superman was… upset to say the least. The Watchtower is going to need a new central computer.