A/N: Here you go, guys. Have another chapter. I'm getting really into writing this. ~velvie

Disclaimer: I don't own anything.

Artemis and Wally stopped in front of the large manor doors. Wally took hold of the old brass knocker and gave the door a firm bang. Seconds later the door flew open to reveal Damian.

"Crock, West. What do you want?" he queried, eyes narrowed.

"Barbara sent us. That's all you need to know." Artemis replied, stepping in to the manor. Wally followed and pushed the door closed behind him.

"I guess you know what happened then." Damian muttered.

"Kinda. Details are sketchy, but we know the basics." Artemis replied quietly. An awkward silence filled the hallway until footsteps were heard from the top of the stairs.

"Hey guys, what brings you here?" Steph asked, smiling. Artemis told her why they had come to stay.

"Oh. Well do you know any more about Dick? Damian hogs the phone when Babs calls and we never get to hear about him." Tim asked, shooting a glare at Damian.

"Sorry, 'fraid not. I'm gonna go up to the hospital later to see him myself." Wally replied. He turned to Artemis to silently check that it was okay if he went, and she gave him a small nod. The room was silent again for a few moments, only to be broken by the sound of Artemis' phone.

"Hello?" she answered.

"Hey, it's Babs. Are you there yet?" Barbara spoke.

"Yeah, I'm here. I brought Wally too. He wants to come up later to see Dick. It that okay?" Artemis asked her friend.

"That's fine, I guess. I'll call if anything changes. How are they?" Barbars asked, referring to the other Bats.

"They're all fine." Artemis said. She noticed Damian holding out an arm, reaching for the phone. "Damian wants to talk to you. Shall I pass you over?"

"Fine, quickly." Barbara sighed.

"How is he, Gordon?" Damian demanded.

"Same as he was earlier." She replied simply.

"Is he gonna be okay?" he fired another question at her.

"He'll be fine, Damian. I told you already. I have to go now; I promise I'll call later." Barbara sighed, wishing she could do more for the young boy. The phone line clicked off.

"Here, Crock." Damian said, thrusting the phone in Artemis' direction. She took it and shoved it into her pocket. She received a text, and sighed as she reached back into her pocket.

Don't let Damian convince Wally to bring him to the hospital. I think it's best if all of the kids keep away for now. – Babs

Artemis glanced over at the youngest Bat, who had slumped onto the couch and was now flicking mindlessly through the TV channels. She felt bad for him, but knew that if she tried to comfort him he'd resist.

Wally stopped and looked up at the building looming over him. He sighed and made his way through the automatic doors and into the reception area.

"Hello sir, who are you looking for?" a young girl said from behind the desk.

"I'm here to see Richard Grayson" Wally said. It felt weird using his full name.

"He's up on floor six, third door on your right." The girl replied, smiling. He nodded in thanks and headed over to the elevator. On the way up, he tried to prepare himself for whatever state his best friend was in. When he arrived in front of the door, he paused a moment to take a deep breath.

"Hey Wally" Barbara said as he stepped inside. He relaxed a little when he couldn't see any wounds.

"Hey Babs. So what happened?" he replied, taking a seat next to Dick's bed.

"He was patrolling Gotham with Damian when the Joker attacked them. Dick had his back turned for one moment and when he turned around the Joker stuck a knife in him." Babs explained quietly. Wally sat silently as he took it in.

"So have you seen the-" his question was cut short when Babs shook her head. "Do you want to?" another head shake.

"I know they're bad. They explained to me what they were like. But most of the damage was internal. Scars will heal and fade, but only if the rest of the body works." She said, a silent tear escaping as she spoke. She covered her face with her hands as more tears fell. Wally moved around the bed to where she was sat and hugged her.

"He's gonna be okay, Babs. Dick is always okay." Wally comforted, trying to believe the words he was saying.

"Wally, you don't understand. They said that he might not be okay. Every hour that passes and he doesn't wake up, his survival chances decrease. He's been out for hours." She sobbed into Wally's shoulder.

"He will be fine, Babs. This is the Boy Wonder we're talking about. He's always fine in the end." He soothed. "I think you need to get some sleep. Would you be fine with that? I could stay here and watch Dick while you went back to your house or the manor. If you really must you could sleep here. But you've been up all night and you need to get some rest."

"But what if something happens? I need to be here." She whispered, her voice hoarse from crying.

"You'll be no good if you're tired. I promise that if anything happens I'll call immediately." Wally told her. "Go back to the manor. You'll get a good sleep there, the beds are comfy, as I'm sure you know. Artemis will be there too, you guys can catch up. Please Babs?"

"I'll be back as soon as possible, West. Got it?" Babs said, standing up and pulling on her jacket.

"Got it. Sleep well, Babs." Wally watched his friend leave and sighed with relief. He was often seen as a laid back prankster, but when he needed to be, he was serious and full of concern for his friends.

A/N: I hope you enjoyed this chapter. As always, reviews are welcome! ~velvie