A/N: Hey! If you've faved/reviewed my stuff THANK YOU! They're so appricated even if I don't respond to all of them

Anyway I got a prompt asking about the Speedforce and Bluepulse... And I know nothing about the Speedforce... And everything online made my head hurt... so if this is all wrong, I AM SORRY.

Disclaimer: I don't own Young Justice or any of their characters

Jaime wasn't okay with any of this.

Nightwing pressed three marble-like orbs into Bart's palm. They were cerulean and glowed faintly against the harsh red of Bart's gloves.

"These should slow him down temporarily," Nightwing said, his voice hoarse. "Give him a chance to phase back into our dimension... You know, theoretically."

Bart slipped the orbs into what normally was his snack compartment. His expression was uncharacteristically cool and stern. Jaime barely recognized the face as his boyfriend's.

Nightwing hesitated. "Are... Are you sure you want to go through with this?"

Bart's eyes remained fixated at his wrist as he nodded. "Wally's out there. If you say this 'speedforce' could exist, then I have to find it. I have to find him."

Dick's voice wavered with uncertainty. "Maybe we should ask Barry-"

Bart looked up fiercely. "No."

"Bart-" Dick said, a note of exasperation creeping into his tone.

"It has to be me," Bart insisted. "Wally wasn't supposed to die. I ruined the time-stream and it's my job to fix it."

Jaime's heart shattered at his words. He wanted to reach out and embrace him, kiss him, murmur to him gently until he chased away all the guilt and pain.

Dick took Bart's shoulders, his firm Nightwing-face on. "This isn't your fault, Bart. Wally made his choice, and if we're right about this, he isn't dead either. We are going to find him."

Bart slumped slightly, as if an unseen burden were dropped upon his small shoulders. "I better get to it then."

Dick let his arms fall. "Whenever you're ready."

"Bart, wait," Jaime cut in, reaching for the speedster. "Don't go yet I-"

Bart remained expressionless as he met Jaime with a searing kiss. His gloved fingers waxy on Jaime's cheeks, the taste of his tongue sweet, and painfully familiar in Jaime's mouth, the swell of his body as he drew near Jaime- Bart broke the kiss too soon. Jaime held his face close to his, stroking his soft skin with his thumbs as if it would keep Bart with him, keep him from throwing himself into danger like this.

"If you don't make it back-" Jaime started.

"Shhh don't talk like that," Bart hushed, pressing a finger to Jaime's lips. "That won't happen."

"But if it does-"

"It won't."

"Bart," Jaime pressed. "I need- I need you to know that I-"

Bart stopped Jaime with a second kiss. Fingers rooted in hair, bodies flattened together, eyes shut tightly- Bart slipped from Jaime's grip, not breaking eye contact as he backed away.

"I know." He pulled his Kid Flash goggles over his determined, golden eyes. "And I love you too."

Bart sped away, and Jaime wasn't sure if he would ever be okay again.

(i may or may not continue this I have no idea. Please review!)