My Sunshine

Part 1, What am I?

There was a knock on the door.

It had to be about two am. What the fuck was wrong with people? Couldn't they leave a girl alone?

Artemis growled to herself as Nelson started barking. Fuck fuck fuck, go away!

There was another knock.

She flung the sheet off of her and rolled off the couch. Her hair was a mess and there were tear stains on her cheeks she wore only that stupid sweater he got her for Christmas and some shorts. But she didn't give a flying damn. Artemis wrangled with the lock, nearly unhinging the bolt, and swung the door open wide. She was ready to give this god damn idiot a piece of her mind. But she didn't say anything. She felt like something had punched her in the gut, then in the heart and ripped right out of her.

It looked like Wally.

It had his hair, red and windswept twenty-four seven. It had his green eyes. It had his smile. Even the Kid Flash uniform, looking worn and beaten. There were no cuts or tears but probably some bruising.

It really really looked like Wally.

" Hey beautiful," It grinned tiredly. But happy." Sorry, I forgot my key."

It even rubbed the back of its neck like Wally.

Artemis slammed the door shut. She bolted it and threw her feet one before the other, stomping towards the couch. The young woman grabbed his pillow, hugging it tight as she snatched up the remote and stared at the television. She turned it on and let the light kill her brain.

She had gotten worse. She had started hallucinating.

Great. Fucking great. This was all hisfucking fault. He could go- go-

Tears burned her eyes. Artemis stubbornly held her breath, hoping to quench them, nearly smothering herself with his pillow.

If she could just stop feeling for a few seconds, she could pull herself together.

The tears started falling.

She promised.

" Babe?"

Artemis turned up the volume. The tenants downstairs were going to kill her. Whatever.

" Beautiful?" It knocked on the glass. Unable to ignore the fact that she could feel it staring at her through the window, she turned her head. Artemis had been glaring, but it fell when she saw him. Beaten, desperate, Wally. Wally.

Artemis through the pillow. It nearly smacked Nelson in the face. The young woman flung from the couch, almost tripped over her own desperate feet, and just about slammed into the door. She was trembling. She could hardly stop the trembling of her hands, just managing to unlock the hatch and turn the door knob. The door opened. And there he was.

Wally.

" What am I?" Artemis found herself blurting out. There was a part of her brain telling her that this was a trick. But she wanted so desperately to just fling herself at him and kiss him for fuck's sake!

" My-" He started but she could wait. She already saw the answer in his eyes, in his smile. Artemis' arms found themselves around his neck, her legs around his waist and her lips on his. She could feel her whole body shaking as she kissed him with all she had. It felt so good. It felt like him.

Wally was alive.

Tears poured down her cheeks as his hands grasping under her thighs, holding her to him. He kissed back with a fervor that could match hers. Her fingers threaded into the back of his neck, grasping the hair there. It might have been painful, if Wally could feel anything more than her.

" Sunshine," He whispered against her lips.

God, it felt good to smile again.

Spitfire love