Summary: It was inevitable that they find out. If she would have known that the truth was to be discovered in such a manner, however, she wouldn't have hesitated to admit that she isn't Green Arrow's niece.

Episode: Set after #18, "Secrets"

November 06, 23:07 CST

"If I didn't need this arrow, it'd be lodged into your head by now."

Chuckling at the archer's threat, Kid Flash veered to the side to dodge a blast from their opponent's ray gun. With Artemis in his arms, travelling together at an astonishing speed, the extra weight that factored into the force of his sharp swerve nearly caused him to topple over her. He flashed a cheeky grin to cover up any faltering emotion due to his near mess up.

He knew her eyes were no longer on him, however. Notching an arrow and cocking her bow, she squeezed one eye shut and took lethal aim at their intended target. Her shift in position caused him to involuntarily wrap an arm more securely around her exposed, solid midriff. Firmly supported and hurtling towards the face of danger at turbo speed, she unleashed the strings that struck a chord of destruction. Her well directed shot embedded itself in the barrel of their rival's ray gun, causing the weapon to combust in his hand.

Zipping past the enemy, the pair only caught a glimpse of the man slumping to the ground in agony, clawing at his flaming arm. Candidly impressed by the archer's handiwork, Wally let out a low whistle. "Hey, Beautiful, dig my brains out anytime."

Reducing to a safe stop, he nearly lost his grip on her when she thumped the back of his head. "Or I could just knock 'em out."

"Hey you two! Great teamwork!" Descending from her position for airborne attacks, M'Gann's dark cape billowed around the length of her lean frame as dust kicked up to shroud her shoes.

"Yeah, well—" the speedster smirked up into Artemis' sour, narrow eyed pout. In one fluid motion, he uncurled his arm from under her legs without warning and, while she yelped in her startled state, snaked it around the dip of her waist as her feet shot out beneath her. The adrenaline triggered by pure reaction heightened her senses. After a few moments, the initial shock petered out and she grew painfully aware of how surrounded she was by him. His arm that kept her flush against him and that faint, musky scent tingeing the air… "—I have ways to get her to cooperate."

Snapping out of her reverie by M'Gann's abrupt fit of giggles, she shoved Wally away and stalked off towards the rest of her teammates. With the criminal in cuffs, the Justice League was just about to debrief the heroic novice's. The speedster might have been able to sidetrack her, but when it came to the League, she couldn't afford to damage the elder heroes' perceptions of her.

Mount Justice

November 07, 02:11 EDT

Answered by the metallic hiss preceding the opening of the Med Lab door, Red Arrow scanned the sterile proximity through masked eyes. Spotting the boy whom he had been hunting down as of the past fifteen minutes, the lone hero noticed that he was bent over frothing beakers. "Late night?"

"Yeah," Wally responded with a slight wave of the hand, never turning away from the foaming concoctions. "Ol' Batty put me in charge of identifying the chemical compounds used in some nut job's ray gun. Why are you here?"

A faint grin tugged at the corners of the archer's lips. "I got tangled up with Cheshire and her blood ended up on one of my arrows." Leaning against a nearby observation counter, he crossed his arms, completely at ease. "She escaped, but I got the arrow back."

Pried away from his line of duty by his friend's latest development, Wally mimicked his friend's slouched position. "So, what? You want me to take a blood sample and trace her roots?"

The satisfaction couldn't be voided from Roy's voice. "Exactly. If you can cross-match the genetic materials with everything on the main database, maybe we could find out more about why or how Cheshire's connected to Sportsmaster."

Shrugging, the speedster burrowed his hands deep into his denim pockets. "Eh, all bad guys are the same to me. Easily put, they're lowlife's who leave heroes like us with a mess to clean up."

"Yeah, well, clean this up—" Roy tossed the bloodied spear towards him, leaving Wally scrambling his hands out of his pockets to catch it. "—by tomorrow. I'm getting sick of cleaning up after that cat."

A/N: Not the end! Basically, this is my version on how the team comes to discover Artemis' true identity. Things will definitely progress in later chapters. This is just the beginning.

…Review?

Oh, and also, I know nothing about science. So please, bear with me here.