Authors note: No I don't own Young Justice. I wish I did but I don't. This is a Wally and Artemis fanfic. 100% spitfire and I think that Wally will come back but After Artemis accepts she may never see him again. Leave reviews please!

Prolouge...

"Wait...where's Wally?"
Barry looked at her and said
"Artemis... he wanted me to tell you..."
Artemis looked on with fear in her eyes
"No..."
"He loved you."
Barry said placing his hands on her shoulders. Artemis fell to the ground tears streaming down her face as M'gann wrapped her arms around her.
Wally cant be gone...he can't be...
Artemis thought as she kneeled there.

Later...

Artemis walked up to the West's front door. She raised her hand and knocked. His parents opened the door and Artemis started to cry seeing how tired they were, waiting for news that there son was okay. Artemis looked at them tears streamin down her face her eyes full of hurt as she looked at them. They just hugged her and they all mourned together.
Wally, please come back. I can't do this without you. Come back.
Wally's parent's asked her to stay the night and Artemis did. She stayed in the guest bedroom and tried to get some sleep. But every time she closed her eyes she saw his smiling face, his goofy smiling face. And his green eye. Gods that was her favorite color green. Finally it was 1 am and she got out of bed and went downstairs. She saw Wally's mom looking through scrapbooks. Artemis walked over and looked at the pictures of Wally when he first became Kid Flash.
"He had to go do something stupid..."
Artemis said as she looked at his goofy face. She felt a tear slide down her cheek and said
"I'm really going to miss him. He was m everything. I can't imagine life without him..."
Artemis just sank down onto the couch next to Mrs. West.
"Well, dear I have some vanilla ice cream in the freezer. Care to join me in eating it?"
Artemis nodded and went to the kitchen and looked at Wally's favorite place.
"I think I am going to go back to the living room."
She said as she left the kitchen. She wasn't ready to let him go. Not yet.