The Fear from a Speedsters Nightmare.

I'm sorry, I know I should be going onto Behind His Mask, but this plot bunny REFUSED to leave me alone. I'm sorry guys xD Blame the bad bunny!

Set after Homefront. (Jeez, poor Wally. I think I'd be a bit scared of water after that. I mean, he's almost drowned twice now.)

No slash, only bromance. Maybe, if you squint really hard and turn your head so far, you may be able to detect spitfire.

Disclaimer: Don't own YJ. Duh.

Wally woke up panting, paralyzed in fear.

He was vaguely aware of the sweat which glued his dulled yellow t-shirt to his back. He was also vaguely aware of the nightmares tugging at his mind, making him feel like he was stuck somewhere between the world of absolute hell to the world of reality. Reality was where he was no longer slow, where his friends were fine and he wasn't stuck 50 levels below ground in a small elevator, the walls of it pressing in on him, suffocating him. In this nightmare, he had been too slow. He couldn't get himself out in time and couldn't help those innocent people trapped around him. He was drowning, drowning, the water blocking all needs of oxygen.

'Snap out of it!' He told himself sharply, desperately trying to rid of the faze-y state he was in.

'Snap out of it!' He told himself more harshly, and his thoughts sharpened. He was in his room. The light was on, forcing the retreat of the shadows which hid in every dark corner of his room- his very mind, too.

Shaking his head, he realized he was already seated up. He rubbed his face with his palms, telling himself,

'Not real, not real, not real.'

All it was, it was a stinking nightmare. Another, nightmare. Another nightmare that seemed to linger in the back of his mind, wanting to play when he closed his eyes.

At that moment, he never wanted to close his eyes again. Never wanted to see water ever again or the lifeless eyes of Artemis, of Robin, Ka…

No. They weren't dead because they couldn't be dead because they were right here in the mountain. Safe.

Groaning, he stared at the desk light in his temporary room at the mountain. He had come back from a mission, absolutely out of fuel at 10PM. He had taken up the mission to run around to several different countries to locate some teleporting bad guy that just had to disappear halfway around the world in a second. Apparently, only Wally and Barry were the closest to be able to catch him. Eventually after 21 hours of searching, they finally caught the damn guy and Wally had simply crashed at the mountain as the rain begun to pour. Typical, really. And it sure didn't help his mood.

He calmed himself down, his heart rate slowing considerably (even though to a normal person, it would seem very sped up). But that was the life of a speedster. Things were either too fast or too slow.

He jumped as a rumble of thunder shook his room. Now, even with the light on, his room walls seemed to be closing in.

'That's just great, West. Now you're sleeping with the light on,' He thought to himself, swinging his legs over the edge of his bed so his feet rested on the floor. Slowly, he pushed himself up with his arms and stood, wanting nothing but a nice, warm shower to wash the sweat off. He wondered if that was still possible, but when he checked the time he realized taking a shower seemed pretty unreasonable at 4:03AM. Artemis would probably kill him too, because she seemed to love her beauty sleep and she'd probably be woken by the running water.

He stood there for a few quick moments before walking to his door and opening it slowly, muttering, "Please don't squeak, please don't squeak…" And thankfully, it didn't. Opening the door halfway -because he dared not open it fully- he tiptoed out of his room to the hall.

Had he rung his parents? Were they worried? No, no, Barry had rung them. He remembered that much. They would know he was fine. But was he really? He didn't know.

After almost tripping over his own feet and walking into a wall, he finally found the dark kitchen. Deciding not to turn on the lights in case he woke anyone, he searched for his goggles which he had in his pants. He always carried a pair just in case, and he put them over his head, changing them to be able to see in the dark.

(A/N: No idea if his goggles can actually do that.)

Walking to the cupboard, he opened it and his eyes locked on a packet of protein bars. He reached out to grab one when a smooth voice said,

"How can you be hungry, now?"

Wally started, turning around to see the young bird step out from the shadows.

"Have I ever mentioned how much I hate it when you do that whole ninja thing?" Wally rolled his eyes and went for the protein bar, eating as he watched Robin walk up to him, "You didn't answer my question," The boy wonder pressed.

"Because I have a serious metabolism. Besides, I didn't eat when we came back and crashed," Wally shrugged it off, finishing the bar and going for his second. The food was calming him down.

"Uh uh, you ate before you crashed. Like… A whole platter of M'gann's cookies. And you've eaten less before crashing here, and you didn't wake up at four am to eat anything."
…Well, damn the detective boy.

"I was hungry, dude! You should've heard my stomach! It woke me from my beauty sleep" Wally grinned and pulled a face, finishing the second bar.

"That's funny. I didn't know your stomach screamed when you slept."

At this, Wally deadpanned. Was he really screaming? Did he wake the entire team?

Robin sensed the alarm growing in Wally's figure as his hands tightened and he could see his eyes widening beind his goggles. Robin tilted his head, "No one else heard. I'm a light sleeper. I checked the others, and they're all asleep, thankfully. The question still remains, KF. Why are you up?" Robin stifled a yawn of, but his yawning problem was getting better. He would thank the Daddy Bats later for that.

"Uh… I was hungry?" Wally tried, muffling it through the bites of his fourth bar. "You sure about that?" Robin pressed.

"Okay…I had a weird nightmare where you died and the walls were closing in and I drowned for the third time" Wally said in super-superspeed. This meant he said all those words so close together the only word Robin could recognize in that entire sentence was 'third' and 'okay' because Wally had deliberately slowed down those words.

"KF, what the heck? You know I can't understand a thing when you speak so fast." Robin crossed his arms, making it his new mission to find out why his best friend was up so early.

"Exactly," Wally smirked and, in a blink, was out of the room.

Robin muttered something under his breath, but ended up yawning halfway through his muttering rant. He sighed and decided to find out what Wally had said in the much later morning. In the meantime, he planned on getting those few moments of sleep back.

Sorry Behind his Mask fans. But plot bunnies are evil.

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Edit: (21/3/12) Something keeps going wrong with Wally's superspeed sentence. No matter how many times I change it, it just vanishes and the only words left are "Okay...thirdtime" Which is hell weird. So I separated the words, but he's still in superspeed talking mode.

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