This part first starts with the last time Zatanna had contact with Artemis before the grieving process sets in. There are going to be others similar to that format in the future. Who knows this song? Please R&R guys!

Zatanna

Music starts playing like the end of a sad movie,
It's the kind of ending you don't really wanna see.
Cause it's tragedy and it'll only bring you down,
Now I don't know what to be without you around.

The young magician pulled her final trick and bowed for the small roar of applause. With a wide smile, she waved and disappeared in a cloud of smoke. The audience again cheered as the host came on stage to end the show. Zatanna watched unnoticed from behind the curtain for a moment until the people began to gather their things to leave. With a wide smile, she walked toward her dressing room, receiving brief congratulations on the show from the host and a few others from the stage crew. Zatanna thanked them before turning on her phone to see that she barely missed a call from her best friend. With excitement that continued to flow through her from her performance, Zatanna hit the call button and put the phone up to her ear. After three rings, she heard an answer.

"Hi Zee,"

"Hey Artemis, sorry I missed your call. I just finished my last show for the week." She replied, subconsciously waving her hand around.

"How did it go? Did you have a good turnout?"

Reaching the door, Zatanna jiggled the knob a few times and pushed up before turning it. She learned that little annoying trick a long while ago.

"It went well." Zatanna answered. "Not as good as an audience that my dad would get." She pushed the sad thought from her mind as fast as it had come. She would see Doctor Fate occasionally at League meetings, but it was never quite the same.

"Ah, don't worry about it," Artemis' voice assured her. "You're still young and they just don't see how talented you are, especially when you have to hold out on the really neat stuff."

Zatanna smiled as she pushed open the door and flicked on the light. "I guess you are right, but-" Zatanna stopped and look ahead of her with wide eyes. Sitting on the middle of the table was a huge arrangement of yellow roses.

"Zee, what is it?"

"Someone sent me flowers. It's a huge vase." Zatanna walked over and gently touched one bulb before examining around for a note, not having any luck. Artimis chuckled on the other line.

"Someone has a secret admirer."

"No name." Zatanna sighed, giving up her search. She leaned in to take in the fragrant smell when a thought occurred to her. "Oh, are you ready for our girls day out in a few days so you can take a break from classes and such? What should we start with first?"

Artemis interrupted her, "Actually, that's the reason I called before. We're going to have to cancel. Sorry, something came up."

Zatanna frowned at the news. "Okay, but we'll set another date soon, right?" They hadn't been able to hang out much since the archer retired and the magician was promoted to the big League. Literally.

There was a slight pause before Artemis answered. "Sure thing. Hey Zatanna, I have to get going. Wally will be back soon and you know how he gets when he misses a meal, even by a few minutes."

Zatanna gave a small laugh before they said their goodbyes. She stared at the phone as she saw the indication of call ended. She could tell in her friend's voice that there was something up that she didn't tell her. She eventually tried to brush it off as nothing to worry about. She learned it was best not to press on about anything from her best friend. Artemis would tell when she was ready.

Zatanna sat down her hat next to the flowers before absent-mindly twisting a large leaf gently in her fingers.

"You know that is a nice arrangement." Zatanna jumped at the voice in the room she thought she was alone in. "Wonder who they're from."

Zatanna whirled around and pinpointed the owner of the voice standing in the back corner of the room, nearest to the door. Her guest gave a wide smirk as he stood there with his arms folded across his chest and one foot balancing him against the wall. His wild yet tame black hair slightly hung over the top of his signature shades, obviously beyond the use of wearing them out in the sun as it was approaching nightfall and they were indoors.

"What brings you here?" Zatanna asked with a smile. Nightwing then took his foot off the wall and took a few steps forward.

"To see you of course. Wonderful performance by the way. Always magnificent. No wonder you got a huge bouquet of flowers."

She turned away as she brushed her hair over her shoulder to hide her blush.

"Thanks," She gazed at the flowers again, understanding now beginning to click in her head. "So why did you get me the flowers and make an unexpected visit to an old friend? Not that I mind of course. You usually do stuff like this for something."

"What? I can't surprise you?" He asked with a big smile. Zatanna stared at him with her arms firmly folded, clearly not convinced.

Nightwing raised his hands in defeat. "Okay you got me. I need a favor."

She knowingly nodded and had a small smile on her face. He did a quick visual scan around the room to make sure that windows and door were secure before continuing.

"With things getting more complex around the world, I need the perfect disguise for a future mission. I hoped that you could help me somehow with that."

Zatanna looked away as she pondered his request. She knew how much tougher everything had gotten, especially with these alien attacks and the shortage of League members.

"Please?" He pleaded. She gave a small laugh at his attempt to do a puppy dog look.

"I might have something that will work." She pulled out a necklace with a large medallion in the middle and handed it to him. She gave him the instructions on how to activate it. Nightwing gave her a genuine smile.

"Thanks Zee. Just please don't mention this to any of the League. They have enough to deal with and hopefully this mission will be quick." She returned the smile.

"You're the one that has been entrusted to lead the junior team. It is your call." Zatanna couldn't help noticing that he seemed relieved to hear that. She gave him a brief hug, figuring that maybe he needed to hear something like that to relieve all the stress he must have had.

As soon as he left after carefully tucking the pendant in his pocket, she turned back to the yellow roses and gently pricked one from the group and held it. Her thoughts went back to Artemis and their need to plan their fun-filled day the next available time.

It was March 23, four days after Artemis' death. Zatanna sat on the edge of her bed, her eyes red and puffy from all the crying she had done. A nearly empty box of tissues sat next to her, used ones scattered all over the bed and floor. It had been very hard since she first learned of her best friend's murder. She sat alone in her apartment and tried to get herself a little more cheerful by watching TV. She had turned the television off by this time, not able to endure the sad movie that she found. It just made everything worse again.

Zatanna got up and began putting the used pile of tissues in the waste basket before going to the bathroom to try to compose herself. Not able to look at her pitiful reflection, she turned away from the mirror and noticed a little sticky reminder note that she had made to herself. Looking closer, she teared up again as she read it.

"Today was supposed to be the day me and Artemis had our fun day." She thought miserably. "Why couldn't it have been sooner?" Zatanna chocked out.

She slid her back down the wall and sat on the tile floor, her face in her hands. It had been hard when she lost her dad to Doctor Fate, but a little bit easier to get over it as she held the hope of the chance that he could be himself again. As she closed her eyes, the image came to mind of the little girl that she and Artemis had encountered while on their girls night out that Halloween night five years ago. Greta's pale figure stood in there before disappearing. Zatanna opened her eyes and stared out, wondering if there was a chance that Artemis could return again like Secret had. She shook her head, ridding her mind of such foolishness.

"That was a special case." She mumbled.

After a few more minutes of sitting in the silence and alone, her cell phone buzz. She pulled it out to see she got a text from Raquel, asking where she was since they were supposed to meet at the nearby diner. Zatanna rubbed her cheeks from the leftover tears and responded an apology and promise to be there soon. Zatanna was grateful for Raquel to be reaching out like this to spend time with her and help raise her spirits. She even felt the corners of her mouth slightly raise at the thought as she got ready.

This turned out a lot longer than I expected. I just kept writing and this is the result. I wanted to come up with a way for Dick to ask Zatanna for help on the disguise to where she wouldn't suspect anything and with her grieving over her best friend, it'd be a little hard to. She also had to deal with losing her father too so this feeling isn't completely new, but it's still tough nonetheless.

This story has been helping me get out my feelings a little bit. I felt like Zatanna sometimes where I'd start crying over random little reminders here and there. The best thing to do for a grieving person is hanging out with others to help bring them back and ready to live their life again. I know this firsthand and who is having the toughest time with everything. Spend time with those willing to help you. They are hurting too. Hopefully any of you that have experienced loss in any way will be able to do the same. :)

I would like more ideas of songs to use for people please! I have only gotten a couple.