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Disclaimer: Must I? Really? Well, I don't own YJ. If you haven't seen this, go read the first chapter.

Okay, as a wonderful reviewer suggested, I'm going to put reactions to Wally's unmasking here and give the poor guy a break. This includes his parents (although they knew, but remember, as earlier, I wrote custody was handed to Iris and Barry.), his schoolmates, teachers and maybe some more depth into the teammates. Enjoy!

Okay, I believe this to be more for my sake than anyones, but here's a slight recap:

Dr. Doctor has revealed Wally's identity. He saved his aunt Iris, whom was crowded by reporters. He left her with Jay Garrick- first speedster. Barry ran off to help Kid with some disturbance, nothing they couldn't handle. No one knows how Dr. Doctor got such information.

Barry and Iris.

Iris sighed deeply as her news report finished. She didn't end up receiving the warehouse fight, but even so, her chest swelled with pride. Wally had fought in another battle, another battle he had won.

The news report location was not far from the studio, and she planned on getting her coffee fix from the kitchen. She thanked her news cast team and she walked back to the studio happily in a conversation with Andrew, the current news report filmer. Entering the studio, she was politely greeted with a few nods, but no one was up for conversation as they bustled about.

Going into the kitchen, she fixed herself a cup of coffee, adding 3 sugars. She watched the kitchen TV streaming live footage from the warehouse battle. She had heard of the battle long before any other reporter had –thanks to Barry alerting her about it- and watched as the reporter finished the short coverage. Just before the main reporter started speaking, it went static.

Iris frowned and followed every other reporter to the media room, wondering what was happening. She could see people already going insane, trying to get back on air. Finally, it came back on. The lady cleared her throat, "Sorry about that. We seemed to have technical issues, but we're back on live. Now we report to Harv-" The static came again, but was soon replaced by a laugh. When she saw the man, she gave a small smile but panic set in when he revealed Wally to the entire world.

It happened so fast, so fast. It was like Barry just coming in and swooshing up to her in a blink of an eye, but this time it was reporters.

"Did you know about you nephew?"

"Were you aware of this hero?"

"Is this just some joke?"

"Is he really your nephew?"

"How do you feel to know that your own family is a mutilated freak?"

Iris almost went and slapped the man that asked that, being aware he didn't like the heroes that saved his sorry ass, but was stopped by a rumbling and a vibration beneath their feet. Reporters all turned their heads and frowned, contemplating wether to go down and see or try and get some answers out of Iris. Much to Iris' relief, they all backed away and Wally appeared in front of her.

He was okay, and right now, it was all that mattered.

Barry was out on a daily patrol, running around Central City. He stopped to get some donuts and was even offered a discount due to his status, but he refused and even payed the young boy a tip. Munching happily on the donut, he watched the local TV blare through a shop window. He smiled warmly when Iris was shown, and lost his attention for quite a while.

Well, let's just say his attention was snapped back onto the TV when Kid Flash was mentioned… And that voice… That was no reporter.

His panic grew when the story was shown.

Oh god, where was Wally? And Iris? Was Wally okay? How did the Doctor receive such information? Did he have the leagues? Did he have his? Was Iris aware of all this? Or Wally? Was this guy insane? No. He was cunning.

All this processed as he ran, the sound barrier breaking. A few windows smashed, but nothing too big. Where were they?

He stopped at the news studio, but after searching, he saw no Iris. No one saw him either. He was going too fast for them to see. Where could they be? Barry was glad he had the donut as he continued running, running to his house. That was empty too. He even did a quick scan of Rudy and Mary's house. Where else, where else could they be? The league must know! Or Wally's team!

Giving a groan, he ran off.

Mary and Rudy.

Mary was in shock. She hadn't seen Wally in about 3 years, after custody was handed over. She didn't like the deal, but she accepted it. She wanted what was best for her son- what every mother wanted. Rudy was much, much better now, and would often stay in his room for weeks, mad at himself for his past actions towards the boy. Sure, she was aware of who was behind the mask, her very own boy. She wasn't meant to know, but she knew. Mothers instinct of knowing whom her son was at first glance. She stared at the TV, long after the broadcast ended. She prayed, she hoped, she pleaded silently her son was alright. But he had to be. He was in the hands of the worlds best. He had to be.

Rudy sat next to his wife, aware that she was unaware he was gripping her hand. She was out of reality, and Rudy somehow wished to follow her. He knew it was Wally that was behind that yellow cowl, who else owned untamed hair like that? Hair he had insulted, pulled and done things to which he very, very, very much regretted. The green eyes so full of life that he had scarred with a burning hatred and fear which was hidden behind the joy. Hatred and fear for Rudy. Hidden so well, no one else probably knew what fears he held. None but himself. But he couldn't change the past.

He could only hope for a brighter future.

For his son.

A son who didn't want him as a father.

And Rudy knew he deserved the silent agony.

Anthony Fields.

Anthony couldn't say he knew Wally West well. Wally, as far as he knew, was quite up himself at school- the class clown. And always picked on. Always picked on for his speed in class, his hopelessness in sports.

So it was all a lie, then?

So Wally West, the worst sport-ster in the school, was actually the fastest boy alive? A speedster. Anthony was unsure he grasped at it. But it was clear now, as he sat on his couch. It was all so clear. How he managed to get out of school so early, the red hair and those green eyes. All that time, the boy behind the mask was a boy who was so deceiving, he fooled everyone around him. He fooled them that he was no hero.

God, he couldn't wait to see those stupid bullies reactions. And if they dared insult Kid Fla- Uh, Wally West…

Well…

It was his time to make a stand.

Kira Low.

Kira had a crush on Wallace Rudolph West. She couldn't deny it. She knew everything about him- His full name, she knew the amount of freckles he had splashed on his adorable cheeks, she knew what shade his eyes were, what happened in his childhood.

But apparently, she missed the biggest fact of them all.

But she didn't mind. She didn't mind. Everyone made mistakes, right?

No. How could she miss it?

She threw her schoolbooks at the wall and stared at his face, plastered on her door.

What she wouldn't do to get his attention now.

Mrs. Malara.

Well,

That was surprising.

Mrs. Malara stared at her TV, pausing it on the live feed. Staring at the face of the boy in her science class. In her maths.

How much she regretted not paying attention, how much she regretted yelling at him for not doing homework. She regretted not being able to realize that Wally had saved the world and she had repaid him with so much homework, she was sure even a person who loved homework would faint.

She was sure, that if- when he came back to school, she would be sure to repay him.

He liked cakes, right?

Of course he did. Her science logic kicked in. A speedster would have an incredible metabolism.

So… Maybe 10 cakes.

The Team:

Robin.

How would one receive such information? Such information of his best. Friend?

How could one slip under their noses? How could Wally slip up?

No. Wally didn't slip up. He couldn't of slipped up. He was more cautious than the team would know. He wasn't all jokes and clowns.

The look in Wally's eyes when he saw the news…

It was the same fear in his eyes that only surfaced when someone mentioned the word 'father'.

Robin needed to talk to Batman.

Kaldur.

Kaldur wasn't sure how to react. The first thought hit him though that it was most likely his fault. Someone had gone under their noses, and Kaldur had not realized. He was ashamed of himself, that one could receive such information of a close friend. He swore to himself that he would set this right.

Artemis.

Wallace Rudolph West.

The name bounced around in her brain, wiping all other thoughts. She regretted ever teasing him about the name 'Wally'. The glare he had sent her…

It sent her hair on end. Which only happened when everything screamed DANGER! DO NOT PROCEED!

So she didn't. But her curiosity sparked. Why would Baywatch react so harshly? Harsh and Wally did not mix. It was like… It was like… She couldn't think. She couldn't think. Every thought, every single damn thought, revolved around Baywatch. Every single feeling. Why did Wally have to dig his way under her skin? Why did she even care? It's not like they had anything- they still insulted each other, for crying out loud!

She became aware then,

That just how jealous she was of everyone's relationship with Wally.

"You better be okay Baywatch. Or I'm walking to Hell, bringing you back, then beating you back to Hell again."

Superboy.

Superboy was seriously wishing he had heat laser vision. Because that TV would be toast. He wanted to tear down the walls between TV radio signals and what was being broadcast. He wanted to pulverise the man that had turned his friends life upside-down with a few, simple sentences. And it scared him, not that Wally was his friend, but someone could easily tear away his friend.

(A/N: God, I had no idea how to play Superboy.)

M'gann/Megan.

The fear that had come off Wally was so untrained, so raw and just so… strange, that she herself felt the fear Wally felt. She didn't know why Wally felt the fear. It wasn't for himself, either. M'gann could feel that much. No, he was in fear for others.

Which was what Wally did. He seemed to put others before himself.

The feelings that rolled off the others was so strong –guilt, regret, sadness, anger, confusion and a tad of fear- that she felt light-headed.

They had to reach Wally, or otherwise she didn't know if she could deal with these… These… These fears that were becoming hers.

I don't even know if that made sense. I'm just so tired and worn out from school. God, I love you guys for putting up with my nonsense. And the team was harder than I thought.

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Well, that's Wally's break over, for now. Poor guy.

~Kayla.