Morphine
Takes place between Seasons one and two.
"You called Batman on me?" Robin cried incredulously as Batman strode into the Justice Cave's med-bay. "I told you I'm fine!"
"Bullshit, 'you're fine'!" Artemis snapped back. "You got shot!"
"Neither round went through. I'm fine!"
Artemis pushed herself out of her chair and stomped over to Robin. "So what if they did 'go through'? You were still hit with flying bullets, meaning- You! GOT! SHOT! No one is 'fine' after getting shot!"
"Conner got hit too and he's fine!" Robin retorted angrily, sliding off of the bed he had been sitting on. Batman noticed a slight flinch when Robin straightened
"That's because he's bullet-proof, dumbass!" Artemis hissed. "So is Superman! And Red Tornado and Captain Marvel and Captain Atom before you bring those up."
"My armor is bullet-proof"
"Would someone care to explain to me why I am here?" Batman growled.
Artemis and Robin fell silent, though they continued to glare at each other, while the others in the med-bay shifted uncomfortably and tried to avoid eye-contact with Batman.
"Are you going to make me ask twice?" Batman said after a long stretch of silence.
Kaldur broke the silence, clearing his throat and stepping towards Batman. "We were ambushed during our last mission."
"Where this little dumbass here went and let himself get shot!" Artemis cut in.
"I told you I'm fine!" Robin shot back.
"No you're not!"
"Enough!" Batman snapped, leveling a glare at both Artemis and Robin. "One more word from either of you, and you're both off field-missions for three months. Now, Kaldur. Continue."
"We were ambushed, as I said. But only after we managed to retrieve the necessary data. We were able to fight off the enemy."
"Bitch!" Robin cried suddenly. Batman turned to his protégé and saw him kneeling on the ground, left hand pressed to his side.
"See! I told you you weren't fine!"
Robin, grimacing in pain, lashed out with his right hand and squeezed Artemis' left wrist.
"Fucker!" Artemis snapped , wrenching her arm free of his grasp and cradling it to her chest.
Batman sighed heavily and resisted the urge to pinch the bridge of his nose. "No field-missions for three months, on top of the medical suspension. Canary, give them morphine. Lots of morphine."