"I did some research on the rape and murder of May Adams," Robin said as he set down a manila folder in front of me on the bar. "Something you want to tell us?" He asked me in a low voice.

"Nothing other than she was my friend and she was raped and then killed," I replied. "Why?" I narrowed my eyes at the boy suspiciously.

"May Adams was a resident of Gotham City," he answered as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"Your point?" I didn't have time for Robin's little mind games.

"You are a resident of Star City and you two were friends. How does that work out?" He pressed. Everyone was looking at me waiting for my answer.

"You're a resident of Gotham and Roy's a resident of Star. You're a resident of Gotham and Wally's a resident of Central. How does that work out?" I riposted.

"Point taken," Robin said showing that the subject was dropped, for now. "It also says in the report that there was no evidence to bring up any true suspects."

"Wait no evidence? What about DNA left on the victim?" Wally asked in bewilderment.

"DNA matched a John Doe. Investigators were at a dead end. After a while the trail ran cold and now May's case is a cold case," I replied. "When May died I broke into the GCPD's files and made a copy of her case file. I kept tabs on the case, but I too turned up with nothing. Later I accepted the fact that the perpetrator wouldn't be found even though I had this gut feeling that it was that guy, Jack, that was with her."

"Wait, if the DNA found matched a John Doe then how could Jack do the crime?" Wally asked.

"I've always wondered that. I thought it was a mix up in the lab or something," I told him.

"Mix ups in forensic labs just don't sporadically happen. Usually they double check the results if they think that it turned out wacky," Wally explained.

"I know which is why it didn't make any sense then and it doesn't make any sense now," I agreed with Wally. Wow, I must've been really out of whack that day because I was actually agreeing with Wally of all people. "But then I really got to thinking and I thought 'what if the DNA was planted and he didn't know that the DNA was from a dead guy?' Then that brought the questions of how did he get that DNA? and how did he not know that the DNA was from a dead person? I hacked the security cameras at the place where they do autopsies and looked at everyone that went in and out from the week prier to May's killing, but I didn't find anyone recognizable or walking out with anything suspicious."

"You did all of that when you were what, twelve?" Wally asked in surprise.

"I was almost thirteen," I agreed.

"And you aren't related to any one of the bats?" Wally asked again in surprise. I shook my head with a small amused smile on my face. "Wow, I'm actually impressed."

"I don't know if I should be offended by that statement or flattered," I told him. His small smile faded as he threatened me to take the compliment before he takes it back. My smile broadened as I replied, "Fine. I'll take your compliment if you insist."

"Ugh," Wally said as he threw his head back, "You are impossible."

"I try to be," I shrugged.

"Okay, well, I'm going to go do some more digging with the new in tell that Artemis gave. Don't kill each other while I'm gone," Robin strictly told Wally and I.

"No promises," Wally and I yelled after him. M'gann turned her attention to the food that she was cooking before Wally asked, "Hey Green Cheeks what time will lunch be ready?"

"Of course all you think about is your stomach. You have yet to amaze me, Wallace West," I mumbled before I got up from my chair and walked over to watch some quality static with Conner.

"Ten to fifteen minutes Wally," M'gann cheerily replied as I plopped down next to Conner.

"Wait, so what was Rob talking about when he asked if you had anything that you wanted to tell us?" Wally asked looking up at me with genuine curiosity.

"Nothing important," I waved him off.

"Uh huh," Wally said unconvinced.

"Whatever Wall-man. I'm going to go take a nap because someone so rudely woke me up with a blow horn early this morning," I glared at Wally as I stretched my arms up before standing to walk to my room.

"I wouldn't have had to do that if you just would have gotten up this morning," Wally called after me.

I closed my bedroom door and climbed across my bed to my nightstand. I opened the door and searched for the photo of May and I when we were only eight. That was only a year before her childhood was ripped away from her and the small sliver of mine was forever gone. We were sitting on the Gotham Park sign with thousand watt smiles. Salty hot tears came rolling down my face as I looked at the innocent two girls in the picture.

"I found him. I found him and I'm going to take him down hard just for you," I whispered my promise to my only true friend that I have ever had. "I'm so sorry that this had to happen to you. I miss you and I need you. I need my best friend." I clasped the half heart cliché BFF necklaces that May and I have had since we were five in my left hand and held the picture delicately in my right hand. As I quietly cried like how I taught myself years ago, I curled up into my ball of security and fell asleep that way.


A/N: Sorry that I haven't updated in a while, it's totally my fault. For everyone else that follow my other story One Shot Marks Only the Beginning I haven't forgotten about that story I just haven't gotten around to that story yet. Again I'm sorry for the long wait for an update.