A/N: Hehe, promised someone I'd post this last night, but I have a valid reason for not doing that! that reason is that my mom took me and my sisters to the hospital shortly after I got home, and we didn't leave until midnight, because my grandmother's having heart problems. I literally couldn't write at all last night, and I still haven't gotten that ability back yet...

Anyway, have fun reading this piece of pure angst I had written earlier this week! (I've had a crappy week...Thanks, Dr. Fate...)

Disclaimer: If I owned it, I would be able to watch the new eppy and wouldn't be hopelessly confused.

"Hey, Dick," Barbara greeted cheerfully as Dick turned from putting books in his bag to smile at her. Despite the smile, his eyes didn't seem to have their usual sparkle. Something was wrong. "What's going on?" The boy's smile faltered for a moment before he turned back to his locker.

"What makes you think something's going on?" He shut his locker, but didn't realize that his hand was in the way until he had shut the door on it.

"You just shut your hand in your locker and didn't flinch." She gently grabbed his wrist and looked at how a slight bit of his skin peeled. "Yikes, did you do anything to it earlier?" The ebony quickly took his hand back to inspect the damage. The top layer of skin had peeled off, and there was slight piercing of the layer under, so there was slight bleeding, but not much.

"Must have hit it with the lock. Nothing bad." He closed his locker (making sure his hand wasn't in the way this time) and turned to his friend. "No biggie. Doesn't even need to be covered." He swung his bag over his shoulder and turned to her again. "I need to get going, though, before Bruce freaks. Bye, Babs!" The thirteen-year old then quickly left, leaving a fairly confused 14-year old in the hallway.

Recognizing, Robin, B-01

The moment he walked into the Cave, Robin was barraged by another redhead.

"Oh-my-gosh-there-you-are-I-was-wondering-what-happened-since-you're-usually-here-earlier-and-what-happened-to-your-hand?" Wally speed-talked to Robin, noticing the ripped skin on the ebony's left hand. Course, since they had been friends for years, the acrobat was able to understand him for the most part.

"I shut it in a locker, and my friend freaked out a little. Nothing major." The ebony shrugged and the two boys started walking out of the transport room.

"Ouch, how'd you do that?" At the ninja's confused look, he corrected himself. "How'd you slam your hand in your locker? That's not like you."

"Distracted." The melancholy countenance returned to his visage for a moment, but went back to his amiable, serene one before it became manifest that something was wrong. "We were talking, my mind was wandering, and I was getting my books." The bird then noticed that Wally had a look of profound thought. "What? You're looking at me odd."

"Your mind never wanders. You're always focused." Robin cringed slightly and sped up so they were in the living room. Wally wouldn't dare continue around the Team…right?

"Something's up, and I want to know what it is."

…Wrong.

Megan and Conner were the only two at the Cave. The clone was watching static on the TV while the Martian was reading a cookbook and telepathically gathering ingredients.

"Nothing's wrong."

"De Nile's not just a river and Utah!" The two aliens gave Wally curious looks while the acrobat tried to figure out how his friend could be a genius in mechanics and science, yet so stupid in everything else.

"The Nile is in Egypt." Wally thought for a moment before his cheeks start to match his hair. "Besides, I'm allowed to keep things from you."

"So you admit something's going on!" Dick simply walked into the kitchen past Megan and opened the fridge to grab a pop. He calmly took a sip before responding.

"I did no such thing." Another long sip. "I just said I'm allowed to keep things from you." He resumed drinking.

"Then what are you keeping from me?" Robin crushed the now empty can out of frustration.

"Why can't I keep things to myself?" he growled through his teeth before running out of the kitchen. M'Gann looked in shock at the direction he ran before turning to Wally.

"What happened?" The speedster sighed and shrugged as he walked to the Martian.

"I asked him about an injury, he said he shut his locker on his hand, I asked how it happened; he said he had been distracted, and then he got all defensive." He grabbed a high-energy bar from a cabinet and started munching. "I don't know why, though." He groaned slightly and leaned against the counter.

"Maybe he just has a lot on his mind?" Wally gave her a curious glance. "I caught him studying once, and I recognized the book as sophomores at my school use." The ginger was surprised she remembered the term. "He said he skipped a grade and is in advanced classes. Then adding the hero work…" Wally knew what she meant about the last part. They all dealt with it, but it was probably hardest on the little bird since he almost never could show his true self.

"Yeah, you're probably right…"

I'm his best friend.

I shouldn't have just let it go.

A/N: Alright! So, I have this all planned out now: the chapters will kinda focus on one of the Team Members and how they came to the conclusion of how what happened was "their" fault. Then, at the bottom, I'll have their line, along with a little continuation. Example: Wally was the one who said "I'm his best friend", so this focused on how he-Okay, the chapter's right there, never mind.

Oh, and as for the locker thing...I have no clue where that came from. All I know is that Robin was really mad at me for a couple days until I jerked forward while getting stuff from my locker and hit the back of my hand on it. Hard. Left a bruise.

Oh, and for the little guessing game, here are people who have reviewed with the correct answers for the guessing game:

It Was My Fault: To an extent, FudoTwin17 who said Artemis, but it's still open for guessing

I'm his best friend: Reading Nut Cassirole and FudoTwin17 who said Wally

I was able to sense his distress: both of those two, who said Megan

I could hear that his breathing and heartbeat were strained at times: both, they said Conner

I noticed he was getting more reckless and resistant to help: RNC for saying Artemis

I noticed he had been . . . different lately: no one, so you can still guess

It was no one's fault: FudoTwin for Canary