Talk-

"Hey mom," Artemis said to her mother in the morning. Paula Crock looked up, surprised to hear spoken words from her daughter. "Hello," she said warily. "How did you sleep?" she asked her daughter. Artemis shrugged. "Good, actually. How did you sleep?"

"Fine."

"That's good."

Silence. Artemis seemed to have picked up on her mother's surprised mood. She got a bowl and some cereal and milk. "Artemis?" he mom said. The blonde looked at her mother in surprise. "Yea?"

"It's good to have you back." she said and hugged her. Artemis smiled, a genuine one, but on the inside she was questioning her sanity those past three months.

She finished her breakfast and put her dish in the dishwasher. She walked back to her room to get into her Gotham Academy uniform. She still thought it stupid, of course, she had no choice. "Bye! I'm leaving!" she called out. She a muffled reply and took that as a go-ahead. She walked out into the streets of Gotham City.

At the school-

Artemis slid into her seat in AP History. She looked over at Richard Grayson. He was only thirteen but was really smart. "Hey Dick." she said. He turned to look at her, slightly surprised. "Hey Artemis. How are you?" he asked. She smiled but shrugged. "Good. You?"

He looked at her in the same wary expression her mom had, as if they had just witnessed an explosion. Had she really been this closed up?

"I'm fine. Did you do the homework?" he asked. She looked down at the thirty questions she had had to answer about the civil war. "Yea. You? I found it slightly hard." She knew he would just stare at in disbelief and say hard? Paha. I thought it was easy. He didn't say anything else because the teacher walked in.

"Alright. Who did the homework?" he asked. Everyone's hand went up. "Good. Good, we're about to go through it then. Take it out, now. Chop, chop." their teacher, Mr. Reynolds, said hastily. Their were some shuffling of feet and papers and soon the class was ready. "Alright. Miss Crock what did you answer for number one?" Mr. Reynolds asked.

She looked down at question one.

"And read the question please." he asked. She nodded. "What was the usage of drummers and fifers during the American Civil War? I answered C, the usage was because with all the shooting and loud sounds of guns and canons you couldn't hear the orders the officers were shouting, so they used drums and fifes to play over the battlefield sounds so the soldiers could hear them. Each tune was a different order." she said, rather proudly. "Thank you. Mr. Harlots, please do number two."

Artemis smiled smugly down at her desk. She felt a light tap on her shoulder and looked over to see Dick giving her a thumbs up and grinning. She grinned back and turned back to the front to think about last night.

"Hey, Artemis, wait?" she turned around to see Dick running up. He wasn't like all the snobby rich kids here, but could still be a bit stuck up. "Hey!" she said. He caught up to her. "You walking home?" he asked. She nodded, she didn't have a limo like the other kids here, in fact, she was here on a Scholarship. "That's cool, I just wanted to know why you were in such a good mood today." he said.

She stopped short and looked at him curiously. "Why?"

He blushed and grinned sheepishly. "Well, these passed three months you've been, ummmm, sorta anti-social. Why are you all of a sudden so, happy?" he asked. She blinked, refraining surprise. "Ummmm, just, nothing really. Uh, I gotta go. My mom might be worried, it is Gotham you know." she said matter-of-factly.

His eyes twinkled. "Oh, I'm pretty sure you can take care of your self." he said. She just said goodbye and waved, unsure what he meant by that.

She almost skipped home. Skipped. That was how happy she was that it was getting closer to night. She opened the door to their apartment. "Hey Mom!" Artemis called.

"Hello Artemis. How was school?" she asked. Artemis walked into the kitchen. "Fine, I did good on my history homework." He mother beamed. "And I talked with Richard today. He's a nice kid." Her mother looked impressed.

"Richard Grayson? The ward of Bruce Wayne?" Artemis nodded, she hadn't really thought about that. She just thought he was a nice kid. "Yea. Why?"

"No reason. Do you want something to eat?" Artemis hesitated for an unknown reason. She was glad it was Friday, then she could stay up all night talking.

Her mother placed a plate full of grapes in front of her. She gave her thanks and ate them, her thoughts wandering to last night and the coming one.

"Well," she said finally. "I'm gonna go do my homework." He mother nodded and watched her daughter leave. She was glad that she seemed to be getting better. But why? Why was she acting so cheerful. Eh, Paula thought, at least she's better.

Artemis sat at her desk staring down at her Chemistry homework. "Dang it. How would I know what is the function-. Oh. It is easy." she quickly scribbled in the answer for the last question and slapped the pencil down on the desk.

Artemis sighed and quickly put her school stuff away. She looked around her room, the curtains were drawn and it was fairly dark. She walked over and opened them up, the light streaming in. She shielded her eyes, not expecting the light.

It brightened up her whole room.

She looked at the time. 5:23. Artemis groaned rather loudly. "Artemis, everything alright in there?" her mother called. "Fine!" she yelled back. She heard no reply and flopped down on her bed. The daylight wouldn't go away.

For what seemed like hours she laid there and looked at the clock. 5:28. She groaned, more quietly this time. It had only been five minutes! She sighed. "What the heck am I going to do for 7 hours?" she said quietly and slowly. She had expected it to be at least at 12:00 at night. That was when he came the last time, or, at least, she thought.

She looked at her school bag again and then her eyes wandered to the bookshelf. She racked her brain for any good books she had over there and came across Maximum Ride.

She walked over, snatched the book, and laid down on the bed and began to read. "Come on, Max, kick some Eraser but." she muttered to her self, pulling her self into the book. "Artemis, dinner!" her mother called.

She slowly put the book down and got up from her comfy bed. "Coming!" she yelled back and walked into the kitchen, pretty much the only other room she actually spent time in. "What's for dinner?'

"I made grilled cheese. Just something quick." her mom replied. Artemis nodded and glanced hungrily down at the sandwich.

"Wow mom, that was good." she said in all honesty. Her mother flashed her a smile and grabbed her plate. "No, no, that's okay. I'll do the dishes." she said and grabbed the plate from her mom and stood up. "Alright. I' going to the living room if you need me." she said and rolled out of the kitchen.

Artemis smiled and walked over to the sink. She did her plate and then her mothers and frying pan. Artemis put them away and walked silently back to her room.

The light was bright and she snapped the curtains closed, irritated by the glare the light gave her. She walked back over to her bed and layed down and stared up at the ceiling. She didn't even glance at her book.

"He loved me." she said aloud. "Now the question is if I love him." she continued. Did she love him? If she didn't then why was she so happy to see him? Or kept thinking about him. Or anything that had to do with Wally West!

Eventually she closed her eyes.

Artemis's eyes snapped open and flew to the clock. 11:58 pm. She cursed her self for falling asleep and then thanked her self for falling asleep. It certainly took the time away.

She smiled to herself. She was going to see Wally. And then it hit her, yes, she was in fact in love with Wally West….and he was dead. She closed her eyes.

"Artie?" his voice sounded through her room. Her eyes snapped open to see Wally standing in front of her. "Wally!" she practically yelled. His eyes widened and his hand snapped up to his mouth. "Shhhhhh,"

Neither made a sound, not that Wally would make one anyway, but he didn't move none-the-less.

Finally he stood up straight. "Hey Artie."

"Hey Baywatch." she replied. He grinned his lopsided grin and sat down on the bed. The sheets didn't make any indication that one was sitting on the bed. "Do you really?" she blurted out.

He looked at her, slightly confused. "Do I really what?"

"Do you really love me?" he blinked, not expecting that. "Well, did you think I was talking to M'gann? I love you Artemis. You. Not anyone else." he said.

She looked up at him, surprised. "Why do you think I'm hear talking to you? Not Rob, or M'gann or Uncle Barry. You, I'm here to talk to you." he said. She sat up straighter after he said that. "I love you too." she said.

He froze and looked at her. "Re-really? You-you do?" She laughed. "You sound so surprised!" he looked at her in disbelief, as if she would yell "SIKE!" "Well, yea, I didn't really think you liked me."

They sat in silence for a few moments, it seemed to last forever. "What's you favorite color?" he asked.

She laughed quietly. "What? Why?" he chuckled along with her. "Because, I never really got to know you before. So, what is it?" She blushed. "Green. Sorta obvious though. But I like emerald green, like your eyes." he flashed her a smile. "Mine is grey. Like your eyes."

They both laughed, but quietly so, so that Artemis's mother wouldn't hear.

"Favorite drink?" he asked. She laughed. "Shirley Temple." he grinned once again. "Seriously? Never heard of it. What does it taste like?" he asked. "Sure, but first tell me yours."

"Dr. Pepper." "Alright. It's basically Sprite and cherry mix. Tastes delicious." she informed him. His eyes got a dazed look as he thought about and then he shook his head and they refocused.

"Alright. Favorite animal?" "Penguin." they both said at the same time and laughed. Artemis smiled. She was going to like this.

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