Aight guys, here goes nothing. Compared to Misconception this one is not finished and I write it as I go along with certain fixed points already put down as notes for me. Please tell me if this is somehow weird to read and I'll try to rewrite the whole chapter!

All in all, I hope you have fun.

Beta status: not beta-read

The Batmobile continued to roll toward its programmed parking spot in the Batcave as Batman jumped out of it.

"Welcome back," Alfred greeted him. A tray with a glass of water and sandwiches in his hand.

Bruce nodded at the older man while he took his cowl off and opted for the glass of water. "Is Wally home?"

"Master Wallace left an hour ago."

One of Bruce's eyebrows went up as he regarded Alfred. "You sound...put out?" It wasn't uncommon for Wally to come home and leave again. The Speedster was always ready when duty called.

Or when he got bored enough. Hardly something to get mad about.

"He left to go and do his dirty laundry."

Bruce couldn't help but sigh as he walked up to the computer and sat down.

"I thought you had said you talked to him," Alfred accused him as he followed, placing the tray with the sandwiches near Bruce.

"I did. I talked to him and he said fine but I'll talk to him again." This was probably the only point Alfred and Wally kept fighting about. That two grown men could get this stubborn about dirty clothes was beyond Bruce.

There was no reply except for the retreating sound of steps on the stone ground as Alfred left.

Left alone once more, Bruce opened several files while making a mental note to talk with Wally later. For now he used the time to further his research on the other well known vigilantes around the world. Surprisingly there weren't that many.

He typed away on the files for about half an hour when a sudden gust of wind was his only warning that Flash suddenly stood behind him. Bruce masked his surprise quiet well while he continued to type. "Hey."

"I didn't trigger any alarms and yet I couldn't surprise you." Wally all but pouted behind him.

"You'll have to do better than that, then," Bruce nodded. If only Wally knew, he really needed to work on his silent alarms.

"Ah, there's always next time," Wally smiled and leaned against the console, without touching any buttons, and removed his cowl. "Your little project?"

Bruce nodded as he finally turned to Wally and startled somewhat. "What happened to your face?" One side of it was black and blue. As if the other had taken a very bad beating.

He stood up as Wally took one of the sandwiches and shrugged. "I tripped."

"You tripped? How?" It wasn't uncommon for Wally to trip but this was the first time that it must've been bad enough to hurt him that much. Bruce had never seen him like this before.

Fighting the urge to grab Wally by the shoulders, Bruce opted to gently take the other's chin between his fingers to take a good look at it. Without disturbing Wally in taking the next sandwich.

"Yeah. I had this weird headache for about a second," Wally shrugged again. "It made me dizzy for a moment and I tripped."

"Has this happened before?" Bruce frowned. Wally had never complained about any headaches. So far he hadn't even known if Wally could get these due to his metabolism.

Another shrug followers and Wally smiled charmingly at him, which must have hurt the bruises. "I probably didn't eat enough. It will be gone tomorrow."

He sighed and let Wally's chin go. "It's not about when I won't see it again and you know that…"

"Bruce..really. I'm okay. Don't worry?"

"I always worry."

"Worrywart then," Wally quirked a smile and ate the last sandwich. Bruce did manage to slightly smile back at that.

"I guess."

Sitting back down, Bruce reluctantly turned back to the computer. Maybe he should get some salve to help Wally's bruises but...any pain killing effects would be lost on him. Sometimes he couldn't even imagine the life Wally lead.

He stared right at the screen as he mused over that, registering in the corner of his eye that Wally stared at it as well.

"So that's gonna be the Justice League, huh?"

"We're not calling it that." It was a silly name. No one in their right mind would use that.

"And yet you named the project like that. I knew you would like it," Wally beamed at him as he shook his head.

"It's just a placeholder."

"Yeah right," Wally snorted and placed a hand on his shoulder. "If that were true then it would have a random project name and number."

Bruce just sighed instead of replying. Maybe if he just..ignored it and moved on. "I think we're ready to talk to them. I've checked them and everything seems fine."

At that Wally tilted his head to the side, capturing Bruce's gaze. "Checked them? What's there to check besides their heroic deeds? Please don't tell me you found out their identities," Wally suddenly said.

It seemed the following silence was answer enough. "That's not nice...it's more like...rude?"

Wally just knew him to well. Shaking his head, he fully turned towards the speedster. "A necessary evil. I don't want a repeat of last time."

"Last time you searched for a criminal who turned out to be a hero. Not for a hero who turned out to be a criminal."

"Either way," Bruce said without any good reasoning behind it. He just felt better knowing who was who. Especially after the thing with Wally. "I think we should contact Superman and Wonder Woman first. You'll take Superman," he said as he tried to steer the topic away from his past failure of a stake out.

It brought them together, didn't it?

Wally just blinked at him confused. "What? Me and Superman? Why? Like..don't get me wrong but isn't Superman as much of a deal as Batman? You should probably talk to him."

Bruce shook his head. "He seems more like a day time hero. You'll have it easier."

"Bruce," Wally snorted with laughter in his eyes. "Everyone's a day time hero compared to you."

The right corner of his mouth twitched with the need to smile himself, which would only aid Wally in undermining his reasoning. "I'll talk to Wonder Woman and you'll talk to Superman. It's not that bad. You're good with people."

"Compliments will get you nowhere," he scoffed at Bruce. "Thought...kisses might."

This time he couldn't hide the slight grin and he glanced at Wally. "It would have been my first choice but the colors on your face keep me from doing so." It was actually fascinating to watch, the way Wally's giant bruise subtly changed colors. But Bruce was aware that Wally felt it too. All of the time.

It was a rather perverse fascination for Bruce since he didn't want Wally to be in pain.

"Pshh," Wally made a hand gesture to show it was nothing. "It's hurting anyway. Kissing or not. I'd prefer kissing you."

A pleasing warmth spread in Bruce's chest, as it always did when Wally preferred to spend time with him and actually said it out loud. Coming from the Speedster it always sounded so genuine. One of Wally's many qualities, in his eyes.

"I know," he smiled just a bit more gentler, compared to the grin before. "Me too but..maybe later."

"Definitely later," Wally decided for them and threw his arms around Bruce, giving him a peck on his cheek.

Bruce just hummed and turned back to the screen before he closed the four files. "Let's go upstairs."

With that Bruce stood up and took Wally's hand to get some food into him.