OK! So, this isn't that great, I know. But its something. I hope you like it though. -Kat

I come into his room, so dark, dim, and eerie almost. Its depressing. I see the poster he always has hung up, The Flying Grayson's poster. I slightly touch it, like anyone would, then I turn my head to where I see my best friend laying in bed. I have to keep in the tears to seeing him like this. "Hey, dude." I say calmly and kindly in a tone I'd never thought I'd have to speak to with him. A caring tone, slightly worried, but on the inside, worry is 99% me. I bite my lip as I approach. "How you doing?" I ask, knowing though that he won't respond, won't respond to any of it. He hears me though, according to Bruce. he may react slightly, but weakly. I sit next to Dick on his bed where he lays miserably.
His blue eyes are depressing to see. i bite my lip again, grabbing Dick's hand and slightly squeezed it. The smaller boy reacted slightly and pulled away a bit, so I lightened my grip. At least he is reacting to things. "The team is basically cornering Batman to know where you've been. I wonder how much longer he can take it." I saw a smile. "But they don't need to see you like this. Do you want me to tell them though?" I feel his hand move under mine and I let him move my hand. He puts my thumb up slightly. "I will, Dick." I feel his hand move again and I watch as he makes a fist and brings his arm slightly up. I make a fist and bump his, fist bump and the then the one on top the other and switch. Its our best friend handshake. I see that there is a smug smile on his face, a depressing one, but its the one to recognize. On his pale face. "So your doing better. Thats good, right?" I see the twitch in his smile meaning, kind of. But the smile comes back and I smile with him. "As soon as your better, I got the new Zombie slayer game. I'm not opening it till the first rainy day you are better. Deal?" I see the slight nod in his head. I'm not 100% knowing if he is OK about the way I'm talking to him. He doesn't seem to care. Bruce said to talk calmly with him. The room is silent as I have Dick's hand, listening to his breathing. Everything about him is graceful, always.
I told Bruce that I want to help take care of Dick. Mainly because I'm suspicious. Dick is perfectly healthy normally, besides the fact he is about 20 pounds underweight of the minimum and small for his age. But he is healthy other than that. Then one day he gets sick, then he is to weak to respond fully. Something is wrong, I feel it in my gut. I also feel that he is possibly... He is strong, I know he is... but how much more of this his body can take... I don't think he can survive much longer. Its been 2 weeks.
As I sit there thinking and holding Dick's hand, thinking of the future with his condition at the moment, thinking of how much longer he can fight this off, and then thinking of the great times I've had with my bestest friend in the entire world. It began with being Robin's fan, meeting him when I came in the busness, and we clicked. I was Robin's friend, then he told me the secret that no one knows, the eyes behind the mask and who they belong to. Thats when we were best friends, always, with nothing in the way, ever. Then I see him here... and I try to hold in the tears, but I can't help it. I'm not as strong as my best friend. I cry... I try to wipe it all away before he notices, hoping I don't worry him. But I let out a small gasp... He takes notice. I feel his hand squeeze mine and I try to smile. I know he is smiling, so why can't I? "Dick... Please get better soon." I sob. "You have too... This was too random."
"W-Wally..." I hear and turn my head. He can't speak well.
"You don't have too, Dick." In a way, I wish he would say something.
But he does continue. "I can't- k-keep the-this-"
"Please, Dick. Don't say it." I let the tears flow. I notice Dick starts to move a little. He wants to get up. I help him a bit, letting him grab my arm while I help him. He wraps him arms around my neck. A hug, thats what he wanted probably. I hug him back, putting my hand through his ebony hair. "Don't even think about it, your the Boy Wonder. Your war is in the field, not in bed." I say a little less shaky. He doesn't talk back to it, but thats OK. His body is so warm, its because he has a high fever.
We stay in a hug for 2 more minutes, I know he has the widest smile on his face, that makes me smile back. Then I put him back down in the bed and I can see that he wants to stay in a hug. I want to as well. But I put him back in his laying position. A few minutes of silence goes by, and I'm just kneeling beside his bed now, just to be there as hid friend, then Bruce comes in. "I have to give him his medicine now. You don't have to leave yet, I'm sure he doesn't want you to. But if you..."
"No, I'll stay." I say moving off towards the desk which is messy with papers he was probably working on before he became ill. I pull out the chair and bring it near Dick's bed and sit.
Bruce positions Dick's arm and slips in a needle. Dick doesn't even wince, either he is to weak, or he just doesn't care anymore. Bruce opens a drawer and pulls out a band aid, he unwraps and put is over where the needle once was. Then Bruce grabs the drink he had set aside and positions the straw near Dick's mouth. "Can you open up a bit?" I see the shake in Dick's head a bit, meaning he just doesn't want it. "Its your favorite though." It was a smoothie. Strawberry lime, Dick's favorite flavor. To be weird, he adds a dash of mint... Its fun, we add weird things to our smoothies when we sleep over at the manor. Dick is still though, refusing the drink. "Dick, you've got to eat or drink something. Crackers, soup, something. I can make you tea even. Just a sip, its strawberry lime. Dick must have been refusing to eat, lately. Bruce moves his bangs from his face and behind his ear a bit. "Wally, can you try and get him to drink some of this? Or see if there is anythig else he'd want and tell me?"
"Sure, I can try." I answer. "Anything else?"
"Well, you don't have too, but if you could maybe stay the night with him..."
"Anything, I'm here for my friend." I tell Bruce.
"Thanks, Wally. If you want to go get your stuff in a bit, thats fine." Bruce says leaving. He's been acting weird, but I don't blame him,
So I'm left to try and get Dick to drink the smoothie. "C'mon, dude. Just a little sip, I'm sure you'll like it." I notice Dick starting to seem sleepier. "You alright?" He seems a bit tense, yet sleepy. "The medicine, thats probably making you sleepy." I see a slight nod. "Just a sup though?" I ask of him hovering the straw at his lips. "Dick, c'mon. Just a sip, for me. Please? You love strawberry lime. Please, Dick?" Finally he opens his mouth a bit and takes a small sip. I smile. "See, its good." I don't see that in his eyes. But he probably thinks everything is gross right now. Probably why Bruce gives his medicine through a needle.
I wait for a bit till Dick falls asleep and I know it. Then I leave and meet Bruce in the kitchen. "Did he drink it?"
"A small sip."
"Thats fine for now. We'll try again later. It has something in there to help him get his appetite back hopefully so he'll eat a bit more. You going to get a few things?"
"Yeah. You know, I can stay for the weekend if you want?"
"That'd be great. I'm sure he'd be happy to. Speaking of which, any interaction?"
"Dick seems to be responding a bit, he reacted, we even did the fist bump handshake, kind of."
"Good." I nod then leave the kitchen and go down stairs to the door. Leading myself out. Once out, I run to a Gotham zeta tube. I decide to go to the cave.
"Kid Flash: B02" The computer announces as I come in.
"So, where've you been?" Asks Artemis.
"With a friend in need."
"Speaking of friend, where has Robin been?" Conner asks.
"Everyone here?"
"Yeah." Answers Meg. We all go to the lounge. "So, you know where Robin's been?"
"He hasn't really been anywhere, not for two weeks. Robin's been sick. Very sick. They haven't identified what it is he may have. But so far, things aren't getting easier on him. Thats where I've been. Taking care of him."
"Why can't we see him though? We're his friends too." Zatanna adds.
"First of all, Bat's rule. Second of all, he doesn't want you guys to see him. He doesn't want you guys worried, and to see him in the state he's in. Don't bother bats on it anymore either."
"Kid, your talking about this oddly. Is there something we need to know?"
"He's..." I swallow hard. "He isn't doing well. Robin is stronger than others, but he is still just a kid. There is a strong possibility..." A tear falls from my face and Artemis throws herself at me in a hug.
"No, don't talk like that." She says.
"We should see him." says Conner. "We need to. We're his friends."
"Guys, he doesn't want you to. I know why, because if something happens, thats not the way he wants to be remembered. Let me put it this way, he can't talk anymore, he can't respond. His actions are weak and have to always be helped out with. He can barely move without someone else. Today has been better. He smiled, hugged me, even did a fist bump. But it takes effort and strength that he just doesn't have anymore." I saw their expressions. I wanted to scream and cry. But I didn't. "His skin is pale and his eyes aren't cheerful, their clouded by grey now. It took 10 minutes to get him to drink something. Just think of how we know him, do you really think he'd be fine with this?"
"So, did you just tell us, or did he want you to?"
"He said that he wants you guys to know where he's been so you don't worry but he doesn't want visits for 2 reasons. Or more of gestured... positioning my own hand. Its hard for him... Do you really think he wants you guys to see him that way? Now, I've got to go. I told bats that I'd watch him tonight."
As I went toward the zeta "Tell him that we hope he gets better soon." Raquel says quickly. I nod and leave.
*Kid Flash: B02* the computer announces. I end up in Central City.

I hope you liked it! -Kat