Ok this is my second story and first Spitfire story. Sorry if it starts off crappy. Also I will try and explain as much as I can my turn of events in this story.

I don't own young justice (but if I did THERE WOULD HAVE BEEN A SEASON 3!)

Chapter 1

It was a week after Wally had disappeared into thin air saving the world when I found him.

I was on my way home from work, well the Watchtower, when I spotted him. He was curled up next to a dumpster. He was very small; too small he couldn't have been any older than three or four years old. As I got closer to him I could hear him crying softly and I could see blood on his cloths. I got down on the ground near him.

"Hey there," I said as softly as I could manage, which was pretty soft lately. I was still in a lot of pain from loosing Wally. "Are you ok?"

He shook his head no

"Can I help?"

"Bad man is looking for me"

I reached out to grab his hand and he flinched away from my touch. I was a little discouraged at this but I understood. He was scared I was going to hurt him.

"Don't worry I won't hurt you," I paused for a moment, and whispered "I am one of the good guys. If you let me help you I promise that bad man will never hurt you ever again. I have friends that'll make sure of that." As I spoke he crawled into my lap sobbing. "What's your name?"

He sniffled before saying "Sammy."

He let me take him to the doctor, but wouldn't let me leave his side, so naturally I called a friend. Nightwing to be exact. "Look I need you to come to Central City General Hospital."

"What? Why? Are you ok?!" Ever since Wally had gone missing he had been making sure I was ok, stopping by and making sure I was ok, basically being the brother I had never had.

"I'm fine I just… look can you just come over and I'll try and explain then."

He sighed a fine. Twenty minutes later he was here. I met him at the door; I had a security woman in the room with Sammy.

"Ok so it seems that you're fine so what's the problem?"

"I found a little boy and I need a layer…" I bit my lip waiting for him to catch on.

"Artemis what are you saying?"

"Just follow me," I lead him to the room where Sammy and the officer were watching cartoons. Sammy's doctor went to address me, but looked at Nightwing instead.

"I'm sorry but who are you?"

Nightwing stuck out his hand, "Richard. I'm her cousin. What happened to him?"

"He has some fractured bones but nothing serious." He paused for a moment. "There were also signs of abuse. We treated him for any diseases he may have contracted. We called child services."

"We already talked to the cops about what happened," I told Dick, since he gave them another name. "I don't want him to go to another home. I can keep him safe!" Tears started streaming down my face. "Dick he looks so much like-"

"I know Artemis. He does look like him."

"I want him to come live with me. I just have a feeling about him…"

"I know, Artemis. I know..."

That was all he said. By the time child services got here he had made a few calls and a layer was here.

A few days later the cops had made an arrest. Sammy identified him as the bad man that hurt him. Three days later Sammy came to stay with me. He was very nerves at first. He didn't like me being away from me or when Wally's parents would come to visit he'd get really shy and hide behind me or wouldn't leave my side the whole time. About a month after he came live with me the man who hurt him was charged and he went away for a long time thanks to Dick's lawyer. He would never hurt Sammy or any other child again. After Sammy had been with me for almost two months I had found out I was pregnant.