Wally felt a lot of things 3 days after Artemis' 'death'. He was angry at Dick for putting Artemis and him through this, even after they said they wanted nothing to do with the hero life. He was worried sick for Artemis because, if she got caught, there was a very good chance she wouldn't be coming home. But most of all, he was just sad. Sad because he was lying to some of his best friends. Sad because during this whole mission, him and Dick had been growing farther and farther apart. Sad because, even though he knew she wasn't, it was starting to feel like Artemis was really gone.

In the midst of his pity party for one, there was a sharp knocking on the door. The last thing Wally wanted to do was answer it, but the past couple days, he'd been feeling rather lonely and figured some company would do him good. He forced himself up and stalked toward the door. When he swung it open, he was shocked at the face that stared back at him.

"She shouldn't have died." Bart said, standing in the pouring rain with his hands shoved into his hoodie pockets.

"Wha-" Wally started, but Bart continued as if Wally hadn't spoken at all.

"In the History books, it said you and Artemis got married. You had kids. You lived a happy life."
"Bart, why are you telling me this?" Wally asked in a tired tone.

"I thought about it and realized that it was my fault. I must have done something different that affected the outcome of the mission, or something. If I hadn't come back, to the past, Artemis would still be here."
There was a long silence before Wally spoke up.

"It's not your fault." Wally whispered. Bart shrugged, not looking him in the eye.

"I just wanted to say I'm sorry." Bart said, looking at the ground. He lifted his head and his deep brown eyes looked sad. "I am so, so sorry."

Before Wally could reply, Bart was gone in a flash. A low rumble of thunder echoed through the door way and the rain started to pick up. Wally slowly closed the door and went back to his cup of coffee, feeling 100% worse than he did waking up this morning.