Always Fearless Baby.
Info: Alright, I'm going to start an array of one-shots focused around Artemis and Wally. My prompts are going to be different songs, and right now, specifically, I'm going to start off with Taylor Swift's "Speak Now" Album, I can't promise you the one-shots will be in order of the songs or that I'll be updating really often, but if you want, you can give me some songs possibly… that I can do. If you want of course, not a real mandatory thing, but you get it. Thanks~:)
Full Summary: Even through the most difficult times in their live's, Wally and Artemis stay fearless through it all. Even through the birth babies, irritating project partners, and the drama at Mt. J. She presses a gentle kiss to her child's face, catching a whiff of that distinct baby smell that all newborns carried. "Her name's Emma."
Rating: T
Pairing: Wally/Artemis.
Prompt: "Never Grow Up."
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Artemis felt as if she was in a dream, starting down at the bundle snug deep in her arms. She had received a little baby girl after six hours of intense labor and excruciating pain.
But it was completely worth it, she hummed in delight. Starting down, completely enthralled by the little girl. From the wisps of her fair blonde hair covering portions of her head, to her vibrant green eyes, to the freckles dusting the apple of her cheeks, or how when she smiled, her cheeks dimple in the cutest ways.
She was beautiful.
"Wally," She says in that deep husk, that faltered from exhaustion. The ginger haired man hardly heard his wife, also, staring down at his spawn, attempting to conceal the glimmer of tears in his eyes. He felt so proud, completely astonished that he had helped create this-this beauty. This angel.
"Yeah babe," He adds the playful nickname to lighten her, unable to hinder the tears any longer as they slithered down his face.
She presses a gentle kiss to her child's face, catching a whiff of that distinct baby smell all newborns carried.
"Her name's Emma."
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"No no no!" She swatted at his outstretched arms. "The diaper doesn't go on like that!" She fussed, tossing the unwanted long blonde ponytail behind her shoulder to get out of her way, as little Emma giggled as her parents struggled and nitpicked.
Wally certainly wasn't aiding Artemis in anyway, who was currently making silly unnecessary faces at Emma to amuse her.
She snatched a fresh wipe, cleaning off Emma's little butt. "Wally," She sighed, "Hand me a new diaper," She said, readjusting Emma on the counter.
The ginger slinked over sheepishly, diaper in hand, depositing it into Artemis's grasp. It wasn't his fault he didn't have the slightest idea on how to diaper a child.
"Up we go," She cooed soothingly, lifting the little body up, laying the diaper outstretched underneath her, before her back down.
"Powder," She order, glancing to Wally as he loomed nearby, watching intently and soaking the scene up like a sponge.
Grinning gently, he held out the bottle, squeezing it so a puff of powdered air seeped out, amusing Wally.
With a roll of her eyes, she finished diapering the child, sitting her up on her bottom, as Emma clapped excitedly, glad her parents finally succeeded in diapering her correctly.
Only in the matter of fifteen minutes too. Not too shabby.
She released a sigh, "There, that wasn't too bad not was i-" She stopped, taking a sharp intake of breath in suddenly as she heard the echo of a wet thunk.
"Oh god, Wally, please tell me that was you…"
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A soft piano melody played gently in the background, as Artemis rocked Emma gently, her breathing silent and slow as she murmured sweet nothings to Emma, soothing her soft whimpers.
"Hush Emma." She coaxed softly, "Don't say a word, Mommy's gonna buy you a canary bird, and if that canary bird won't sing, Uncle's Ollie's gonna buy you a diamond ring," She sang idly, kissing away her little girl's tears.
Her brilliant green eyes drooped, implicating the little girl was starting to feel sleepy once more. Artemis smiled widely, happy to have finally have coaxed her daughter into a dream land.
She stood carefully, setting Emma in her crib, tucking the Flash blanket up to her chin and pressing a lingering kiss to her forehead, "Sleep well my darling."
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"Fuck," Artemis's eyes widened, appalled as she exchanged glances with her equally as shocked husband, trying to conceal his laughter.
Artemis flushed, her mouth gaping as she searched for words, unsure.
Emma giggled, noting their reactions and feeling quite proud and accomplished for a two year old. "Fuck Momma."
And suddenly, the room erupted in a fit of merciless chortles of giggles and mild laughter.
Holding her abdomen as she struggled to conceal her fit of giggles.
"H-How did she-" She trailed off watching as Wally's voice boomed with laughter, his green eyes glimmering with mirth.
Wrapping a somewhat comfortable arm around the fuming blonde's waist, mentally deciding on whether to praise his daughter or punish her. "Ah, she learns from the best," He said, referring to Artemis's constant use of the word.
Smack. "It's not my fault she decided to drop the F-bomb!"
"Well…"
"Wally!"
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Wally got up, yawning, his arms outstretched as he got up from the kitchen table, opting to head out the door, when he saw little blonde haired Emma raise in speedily, a paper in hand.
"Daddeh! Daddeh!" She squeaked, jumping up and down like a jackrabbit. "Wait!" The little four year old held out a sheet of paper, coax him to take it from her hands.
Raising an eyebrow, he halted, grabbing the paper from her chubby little fingers and looked at the cascading squiggles and lightning bolts, all clashing together in one gigantic mess of color.
"Aww! Another drawing for me?" She giggled and nodded her head, beaming up at her Father. "Ya shouldn't have Princess," He laughed, heart swelling with love as he scooped her up, into his arms as her manic giggles filled the room.
"Thank you," He muttered, kissing her forehead, and running his slim digits through her tousled blonde locks. So happy just by the gesture, it may not of been museum worthy, but it was a work of art in his book.
So later, when Timothy Drake asked his biology teacher about the numerous pictures of squiggles and shapes, he answered proudly,
"I'm starting the Emma West Museum of Art, would you like a tour?"
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"Come on baby," Artemis said, ushering her little girl into the school as she whined, tears trailing down her cheeks, her freckles standing out brightly against her flushing cheeks, as she ran back out towards the sidewalk.
"Momma, I don't wanna," She insisted, as her parents raced after her. She sniffed, crinkling her nose in distaste, her head bowing.
"Now Babygirl, you listen," She says, voice softer and sweeter. "You be a good girl and go inside and follow Ms. Swanson, she'll take you to your classroom, okay baby?" She tried, reassuring the blonde haired girl.
Emma hesitated, but nodded her head, the hints of a smile crossing her face, but then faltering. "I know Momma, but what if they don't like my freckles!" She glanced at Wally unsurely.
Artemis laughed, running the pad of her thumb over the girl's cheek. "Baby, they'll love your freckles, just go have some fun alright?"
She bobbed her head up and down, showing her she understood. "Okay Momma." She looked up at Wally, her eyes wide, "Daddeh," She smiled widely. "Imma miss ya," She exclaimed with a giggled.
Wally laughed humorously, kneeling down to her level.
"I'm goin' to miss you too Princess," He retorted, hugging her. "And make sure," He whispered, his warm breath ghosting over the crown of her ear, "To fun real fast for me." Artemis heard his words, glaring disapprovingly.
"No powers." She hissed, crossing her arms indignantly.
Wally rolled his eyes and winked, earning another giggle. With a wicked mirth in his gaze, he grinned. "You know what I mean sugar." He ruffled her hair, kissing her forehead. "Just be good. And remember, Daddy loves you." He smiled and she returned it, the smile dimpling her cheeks.
"Love you Daddeh," She looked at her Mother adoringly. "Love you Momma." Artemis smiled widely,
"I love you too Babygirl, now scurry away, you're making your teacher wait," She insisted, happiness draining from her face. How was she going to be able to cope with little Emma being away at Kindergarten?
Emma nodded obediently and darted off, with a passing wave.
"Slow down" Artemis fretted, feeling Wally pull her close as she wiped at her eyes hastily.
"I don't like this…" She grumbled, watching her daughter disappear and blend in with the crowd of children and teachers. Wally set his chin on her head, watching carefully.
"Me neither babe. Me neither."
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Wally was parked outside the school, tapping his foot as he waited for Emma, glancing around and at the crowd of kids coming out of large elementary school. Little Emma finally got around some of the larger kids and ran over to her Dad, sitting in the front seat.
"Hey Em," He looked over at her as he started the car, noticing her glum face. He frowned and nudged her gently with his leg and looked at her, "Babe, what's up, you look down?" He asked, glancing at the road as he drove every now and then.
"It's nothin' Dad." She said, and looked out the window, her face still faintly sad. She looked at all the passersby, trying not to focus on the negative thoughts.
He pulled over to the shoulder and shut off the car, as Emma looked at him, bewildered. "Dad, why did you-"
"-Tell me." He demanded, turning towards her and giving her his all out attention.
She sighed, "Dad, it's really not anyt-"
"-It sure seems like it. You aren't doing a very good job concealing your troubles." She sighed again, knowing very well his accusation was right.
"It's just…some kids are being mean to me to is all…" Her eyes wandered down to her lap, tucking a strand of blonde delicately behind her ear. His eyes narrowed.
"What are they saying?" His fists slowly began to clench. Who was making fun of his little girl? Because he needed to know, he wasn't going to kill them or anything…no.
"Just," She bit her lip, a nervous habit she picked up from her Mother. "About my hair color and my freckles." His eyes bulged.
"What!" He exclaimed, his voice booming and ricocheting off the car walls. "Those bastards!"
"Dad!" She squeaked. "It's fine!"
He shook his head vigorously, opting to drive back and tear those kids heads off. "No way in hell is that ok!"
"Calm down!" She said, noticing how the windows were open.
"No, I won't calm down Emma, it is not right for anyone to do that to you!" He yelled, his hands tightening around the steering wheel as he started up the car again.
"No, really Dad, it's fine…" She says, tucking a strand of blonde behind her ear.
He sighed, "Honey, just don't take that from them. Don't listen to them either."
"I know Daddy." He let out an uneasy breath, cursing all of those children mentally.
"Give me some names.
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Artemis glanced around the gym, eyeing Emma's Science teacher, and walked over, noticing his table was free and sat down, nodding briefly at the man. His eyes widened at the sight of her, and he held his hand out,
"Daniel Jeffreys, pleasure." He smiled, his eyes wandering her bodice. Her eyes narrowed slightly but she returned the smile.
"Artemis West, Emma's Mother." She then pointed a finger at Wally, who was behind her, eyeing the teacher with malice, and a bit of envy. "And this is my husband, Wally West."
Wally nodded, still eyeing him with suspicion. They both sat down across from him. Artemis crossed her legs and looked at him, waiting for him to speak.
"Ah, yes, Emma, she's a good student." He commented, pulling out a sheet of her grades and test scores, setting it down in front of Artemis. "She currently has an A in my class." Artemis nodded, elbowing Wally who was still staring at Mr. Jeffrey's.
"Ouch," He grumbled and crossed his arms.
Artemis rolled her eyes and turned her gaze to him "Good, there isn't any problems with behavior right?"
He shook his head, his eyes wandering to her cleavage momentarily. "No, not at all. She's actually very quiet, and very polite as well." He smiled widely, pushing his dark classes up the bridge of his nose.
Artemis crossed her arms, her gray eyes flaring with irritation. "Alright," Her eyes ran over the various numbers, finding them satisfactory. "Anything else I need to know?"
His eyes never drifted from her breasts that were peeking out the top of her shirt, "Mm, nope." Wally's fists clenched.
"Hey, right?" His gaze shifted to the redhead and he nodded.
"Yes, that is my name."
"Yeah, I got a question for you."
He looked at him, quirking an eyebrow. "Yes?"
He put his hands on the table and stood up, "You going to keep staring at my wife's breasts all night or are you actually going to tell us about our daughter?" Mr. Jeffreys eyes widened, surprised that he was being called out.
"Now, I'll have you know I'm married Mr. West, and-"
"-And what? Are you not getting enough action or something that you have to mentally unclothe my wife with your eyes?" He snapped, as Artemis stood, pulling Wally away from the table.
She hissed, "Wally, stop it." Quietly to him, eyeing the teacher behind her. He crossed his arms.
"I'll be seeing you next year Mr. West, farewell." And sat back down and busied himself with multiple papers. Wally let out a growl and opened his mouth to retort when Artemis muttered something to him.
"And next time dude," His green eyes narrowed, "Keep your eyes in your head. She's my wife, not yours."
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"Oh come on Emma! Aren't you at least excited to be starting Highschool?" Artemis insisted, putting her hands on her hips.
"Not really Mom," Emma rolled her eyes, stuffing her books in her bag, a bagel wedged in her mouth. "I'd rather be on patrol," She stated, taking a large bite.
'Of course, she had to inherit his bad eating habits too.' Artemis thought in annoyance and looked at her daughter, "Oh come on, suck it up, I had to." She rolled her eyes, folding a set of towels on the counter.
"And now I have to, yay," She rolled her eyes sarcastically.
"You have to have a better attitude then that." She says, chuckling at thought of Emma speeding through the hallways.
The blonde haired girl stuffed the rest of her bagel in her mouth, "I got my attitude from you," And she sped out the door. Artemis stopped folding and glared at the spot the girl had been previously sitting at.
"What the hell is that supposed to mean!" She thought out loud.
"What is whaty what what?" Wally walked in, straightening his tie and walking over behind her and hugging her waist from behind.
"She says she 'Got her attitude from me'." She sighed. "Is this when she is going to start getting disrespectful?" She asked, her deep husk tired and worn out.
"I don't know babe, but I wasn't exactly all rainbows and sunshine to my parents all the time, well, at this age." He kissed her forehead. She grumbled, her eyebrows furrowing together.
"I don't like this…" She curled her lips back in distaste. "Why can't she be five again? Where did all the years ago?" She asked softly, leaning against Wally, resting her head in the crook of his neck.
He sighed and rested his chin on the top of her head, thinking back to the days when Emma had called him 'Daddeh.' Good times.
"They went down the toilet."
"How reassuring," She chided with a roll of her eyes, suddenly feeling all too sad for her liking.
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And then, Wally and Artemis stood side by side in the crowd of other parents as they watched their little girl receive her diploma, as she grinned happily out at her parents, her dimples standing out as well as her freckles.
Artemis sniffed, straining to hold back her tears as she buried her head in Wally's neck.
"I wish she'd never grown up…" She muttered and thought back to the days of packing lunches, changing diapers, and driving Emma places.
She should never of grown up.
AN: Sadness at the end…sorry. :I But I do love this one-shot, it's touching. And funny xD Review please! And sorry for any mistakes…
