A/N: Hey guys! :) This one is a little darker and is set when they're older. Implied relationship (obviously xD). But yeah, I estimate them both to be about seventeen.

LeagueofShadowsdarkartemis () - Haha, oh my gosh! xD That was so cute! I totally have little Wally/Artemis coversations in my head. :3 Why are you anon?
The girl who hates Monday's () - Well thanks. :D Btw, I totally can relate to your username.

Enjoy, my friends! :D

Disclaimer: I never have, nor ever will, own Young Justice. Unfortunetly. :P Bleh. Puts a bad taste in my mouth, just saying it.

Why Guys Love Girls

Reason #4:
The ease in which they fit into our arms
Recommended song: Coming Home – Diddy – Dirty Money & Skylar Grey

When Kid Flash awoke, it was dark. Disoriented and more than a little confused, he slowly opened his green eyes and found himself staring up at the stormy city sky. He laid there for a few minutes, trying to get his bearings and figure out what was going on. When the first, fat and cold, raindrop hit his pale face, he gave up and grumbled in annoyance, deciding that now would be a good time to move.

With a wince, he tried to stand and groaned as his head spun. He clutched at the slicing pain in his ribs. Apprehensive, he covered his stinging side with his hand. He pulled his hand away and was unsurprised to see it smeared with blood.

Great.

With a huff, he leaned against the wall, already exhausted. He took a few deep breaths before quickly taking stock. At least one serious laceration, a concussion and various cuts, scrapes and bruises. He slowly opened his eyes and looked around the dark alleyway, his memories returning as he noted the six or seven men scattered face down on the pavement with satisfaction.

"It's time," he sighed as his emerald eyes, once dark and serious, lit up with the prospect of something that he hadn't allowed himself to think about the last week or so.

I'm going home.

Artemis paced back and forth in front of the transporter, her long blond ponytail whipping back in forth violently, as if promising punishment for anyone in her path. The rest of the team stood a few feet away, watching.

Kaldur, ever the leader, stood there dark and silent. Megan tightened her hold on Superboy's hand and Robin bounced on the balls of his feet, his masked eyes never leaving the transporter. They had been waiting for Wally to return for about a week now and everyone was on edge and worried. They had heard that the mission was successful; the bad guys taken care of, the city somewhat safe, but no one had heard news of Wally.

Wally was currently classified as 'Missing in Action'. Black Canary had told them not to worry, her voice filled with forced cheer. They stood there silently and just before she began to crumble, Green Arrow pulled her close and suggested that they wait by the transporter. "Just in case."

The team had been taken off active duty, with the exception of one small mission, and confined to the cave. Megan, being her sweet self, had divided her time between baking and cleaning. She baked and baked . . . there were piles of cookies waiting in the kitchen for Wally to devour. Once the supermarket at the bottom of the hill had run out of cookie mix, she started cleaning. Even Wally's room was picked up and vacuumed, much to Robin's disbelief.

Robin had been using his nervous energy to fix everything in the cave . . . the television, the computer, his motorcycle . . . and the stack of video games in the front room hadn't been touched since the speedster had left. Actually, everyone avoided the front room where Wally's stacks of movies and music were conspicuously out where he left them. No one needed the reminders.

Superboy and Artemis and been sparring more than usual to get out their worry and frustration-turned-anger. When they weren't sparring with each other, Superboy was with Megan, silent but supportive, and Artemis was practicing her shots over and over. She would spend hours in out in the archery field, shooting the targets repeatedly and practicing drills until she dropped from exhaustion at the end of the day.

Kaldur simply watched them all, his grey eyes cautious and concerned, not just for their missing teammate, but for the rest of the team as well. They snapped out of their thoughts when the transporter suddenly hummed to life. Artemis froze in her place, her dark eyes fixed on the transporter almost fearfully.

"Recognized: Kid Flash. B-03." There was a flash of light, and there he was, worse for wear but alive. Megan gasped and brought her hand to her mouth as Wally stumbled through the transporter, bracing himself against the wall as he coughed and wheezed. The team stood there, frozen, as they stared at the missing speedster.

He looked up, his green eyes lighting up as that stupid grin appeared on his face, "Hey guys."

"Wally," Artemis whispered. He stared her, drinking her in, just as she was studying him. Without a word, he leaned off the wall and opened his arms. There was a second of silence before she crossed the room and flung herself into his arms, trying to choke back a sob.

With a sigh of utter relief and a wince of pain, the red haired speedster leaned back against the wall with Artemis in his arms, her face shoved into his neck and her arms around him tightly, like she would never see him again. This is where he belonged. This is where she belonged. Him with her and her in his arms, where she fit so perfectly.

A/N: Ugh. When I sketched the outline for this story, I was really happy with it. :P But, for some reason, when I added a little more content . . . it just didn't turn out right. :P Ah, well.

See you on Monday! :D

~Remmy:)

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