So, I think most of these oneshots, excluding this one and the next, will be third person specific, focusing on Wally's feelings. I think this is the best way to write it because in my opinion, Wally would be the one to coax Artemis into realizing her feelings. I think he knows, even now, long before she does.

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"Wally!" Artemis shouted angrily. The speedster in question had just raced across her path during a battle, and she'd had to miss her target so she wouldn't hit him. "What are you doing?"

He gave her an irritated look, holding up the poisonous dart that had been flying towards her before he caught it. Being fast enough to break the sound barrier did things like make fast objects seem slower, so he was able to snag it out of the air. "You know, I'm not always out to get you, Princess."

She raised her eyebrows in surprise, having completely missed the dart.

"Guys! Focus!" Robin called from somewhere on the catwalk above.

"Right." said Artemis. "Focus." She knocked another arrow and began firing at the enemy again. Thankfully, Wally stayed out of her way so she could concentrate. "Superboy! Cover me!" she cried, seeing a few of the henchmen advancing on her while she was still trying to take out the ones on the distant catwalk. She felt someone press their back up against hers, and she felt a lot better. That is, until-

"Hey, beautiful."

"Wally!" she cried in frustration, loosing an arrow that hit her target dead on. "I asked for Superboy!"

"He was otherwise engaged." Wally answered, leaving her for a few seconds to take care of a few henchmen. "Don't worry, though, I got this."

"Wait, Wally, come back!" she cried as he took off again. Three henchmen were bearing down on her, and she was on her last two arrows. The first one missed, and she wanted to wait until the right moment for the last one.

"Leave her alive?" asked one of them.

"Boss doesn't care." said another.

"Good. This'll be fun." said the third as they surrounded her. She let her bow rest by her side, preparing to execute some martial arts, when a red and yellow blur hit the guy in the middle.

"Don't. Touch. Her." said Wally in a voice more angry than she'd ever heard from him.

"Wally?" she said questioningly as he took care of the other two.

He turned back to her, a fire still present in his eyes. "I'm not losing you again."

"Losing... me...?" she said hesitantly, unsure of where this was going. The heat from his gaze was intense, making her unsure of whether she hated him, or...

"Not again." he said, not even waiting for permission as he took her shoulders and pulled her to him.

And then he kissed her.

She was surprised, yes. A little angry at first. But then she realized what exactly was happening.

I'm not losing you again.

She wrapped her arms around him. He wouldn't lose her. Not today, at least.

"HEY!" Robin shouted. "NOW IS NOT THE TIME!"

They broke apart. "Think you can handle yourself without me for a moment?" Wally asked.

"Like there was ever a question."

He hesitated on that, then sped off. No, he wouldn't lose her. Because she was his.

. . .

Okay, so I seriously have no plan for these whatsoever. I'm just making it up as I go. I'll take requests, too, if someone wants me to write a scene they have in their head.