Author's Note (A/N): I know I was very vague with what happened to Artemis, but you can tell she's in a pretty serious condition. I tried to steer away from explanation and leave it to your imagination as to what might have happened. Plus I just couldn't handle writing what might've happened to Artemis ; _ ; I didn't want to venture into it. If I did, my heart would fall to a million pieces just like Wally's. If you have any headcanons though, please do share in your reviews :)

So here is some more angst, unfortunately :c , but I promise you there will be fluff...just later on c:


When Wally returned to their house in Palo Alto, he was greeted by their howling pit bull, Brucely. "Hey there, boy." Wally said, patting the dog's head as he walked in and closed the door behind him. Brucely whined and went toward the door, tail wagging in the air expectantly, and waiting for Artemis to come in after him. "Sorry, boy. Mommy isn't coming home. Not today." Wally took a step forward into their living room and looked up. On a wide and long yellow banner, he read, "Welcome home, Artemis!"

Wally had made a banner for Artemis's supposed return from the undercover mission. He only sighed in disappointment, though, at the lack of her presence. Everything that was here was theirs. And everything that was theirs reminded Wally of Artemis. He would have to wait yet again for her to return to him. Wally took off his jacket and threw it onto the couch. Then he plopped himself down onto the couch, picked up the television remote off of the coffee table, and clicked the TV on. He spent a half hour skipping through channels before he decided to turn off the TV and go into the kitchen. When he opened the refrigerator, though, he only stared emptily into it, letting the cool air rush over his cheeks. He frowned, and closed the door.

After he changed into a white tee and his boxer shorts, he went into the bathroom to brush his teeth. As he did so, he stared at his reflection in the mirror. It wasn't until then that he noticed how tired his eyes looked and started feeling emotionally exhausted. He also noticed he was brushing his teeth slower than usual; he would have been done within three seconds. After he spat out the contents of his mouth into the sink and placed his toothbrush back in its holder, he couldn't help but notice the green toothbrush next to his yellow one. Feelings tugged at his heart and he quickly walked out of the bathroom to prevent any more torment. He strode into their bedroom and ran his fingers through his hair and paced, trying to calm himself down. He missed her. He missed her so much.

When he received a phone call from Nightwing that Artemis was coming home, he didn't know how to react. He was too happy for words. On the day of her return, he got another call, except it was from the hospital. When he got there, he didn't know why he was there; he didn't know what – who – he was there for. The reason never dawned on him until he saw Nightwing and Black Canary standing in the lobby waiting for him. Wally knew then what this was—who this was all about. When he was right in front of the room, he didn't want to believe it was her inside. When she pushed him away as he hugged her, he didn't know how to react. All of his feelings were jumbled up. There was hurt, anxiety, grief and despair, all mixed together. But, for all Wally knew, he missed Artemis. He missed her so much.

Wally had stopped pacing back and forth, and stood motionless in their bedroom, staring at the floor. It wasn't until Brucely came into the room and nudged his leg that Wally came out of his daze.

"Oh…Hey there, boy. We should go to sleep now, shouldn't we." Wally said as a statement, rather than a question. He then walked over to his side of the bed and sat down. Brucely followed and sat in front of Wally's feet, waiting patiently for permission to sleep on the bed. Wally grinned and patted the spot beside him, and Brucely hopped up onto the bed, settling himself on Artemis's side of the bed. Wally did the same and swung his legs under the bed sheets and tucked himself in, making himself comfortable. He didn't go to sleep; he only stared up at the ceiling, contemplating while he twiddled his thumbs. He turned over on his side and stared at the nightstand next to him. He reached out and opened one of its drawers, his fingertips exploring the inside as he searched for what he wanted. When he found it, he pulled it out and turned onto his back again, holding the small velvet red box in front of him. He was determined from that point on to regain Artemis's memory and bring her back to him.


A/N: Their dog's name is Brucely... Did you know that? I did not know that. But I do know that this chapter is a lot shorter. I'm sorry :c I'm pretty bad with updates, so the chapters will be short so I can get new chapters up and keep you guys happy :)

EDIT: I lied T_T While being bad with updating is true, the next few chapters won't be short. I tried to write them shorter, but it didn't happen. Lol, so nope. They won't be short.