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Assignments

Chapter 3

'It's true... he's my son… my lost son… Wally… is… my… son…'

Black Canary hardly contained her feelings. They were so many of them and each very powerful it was easily overwhelming her. She could hardly stand on her legs.

'Fourteen years. Wally didn't have a mother for fourteen years. He can't remember me. He has no memories of me,' she couldn't stop the train of thoughts. 'I wanted this for so long. I've got to see him. Tell him that I'm his mother. I'll make it up to him. I'll do now everything to make him smile. To forgive me.'

"Black Canary, before your emotions will go wild there is something I should tell you," Batman informed her.

'Oh yeah, he's still here. Wait, what? Tell me something?... Oh no, this can't be good.'

"I've had a little conversation with Wally today. I've told him that I've found his mother."

"How did he react?" the combat master tried to stand in place and listen to what he has to say, but her brain, heart and body screamed at her to run to Wally. Even now, in the middle of the night.

"Not good." Those words felt like a knife to Black Canary's heart.

"Because he believes that you left him, not that he was taken away from you."

"But you told him that right?" she asked, her voice filling with hope.

"Of course. He will need time to get used to that thought, though. All his life he was convinced that you left him, it just left anger every time he recalled that."

Once again the almost empty room was filled with silence only to be broken by combat master after couple minutes.

"Do you know what you are asking?" her voice dangerously low. "You're asking me to pretend I don't know a thing when my own son, who I lost fourteen years ago, whom I was looking and mourning for years, was found. Do you have any idea how long I've been waiting for this?" she screamed as tears rolled down her cheeks.

'That's just great,' Batman thought.

"I know what I am asking you to do. But imagine this. You go to him in the morning, after training and tell him that you're his mother. Mother, who was absent nearly all of his life, is actually his combat teacher, who was teaching him for couple months now. What do you think how he'll react?"

Dinah dropped her head as another tear escaped her eye.

"I'm teaching them once a week. Now every day since they have summer holiday. And now… I finally find my son, who is my student. He's been my student for few months. Do you have any idea how I feel right now?" she asked as she raised her head, showing red, puffy eyes and more tears on her cheeks, her voice weak and broken. "Do you know how much it hurts to know that your lost son is within your reach and can't do anything about it? Do you know how much I hate myself now for not recognizing him? Since the beginning there was this little feeling inside me, telling me that he might be my son, that he reminded me of that horrible night every time I looked at him. But that feeling was wrong every time before when I saw other children. But now all I had to do is just sit in front of a computer for couple hours and check our DNA's compatibility. Just few hours. But no. I didn't do it. Because I promised myself that I will stop searching for him, because he believed that he is lost, and searching would just keep reopening an old wound. And I stick to that. But now, now that I find out he was there, all this time he was there, it just hurts my heart so much, I can't stand a thought that he had to live through whatever nightmares he had to without me, and now, now that clearly God himself sent him to me… I didn't do anything… I just ignored this feeling and kept moving forward. I am the worst mother ever."

With those words Black Canary dropped to her knees, put hands on her face and cried. Just cried without a shame in front of a Batman. Pouring out all of her pain, sadness, disappointment, and anger.

The Dark Knight didn't know what to do. He was never good at feelings or comforting anyone. So he just kneeled in front of weeping woman, put his hands on her shoulders and said what a good friend would. "Black Canary, I can't imagine how great your pain is right now. All I can say right now is not to lose hope. We found your son. That's all that matters. Doesn't worry that he is still angry about the incident. That was his answer for the moment. I'm sure he'll come around sooner or later. I'm just asking you not to rush into anything or you'll just make things worse. Give him time and space and he'll come to me asking for answer in no time," he said hoping it would calm the woman down. "And you are not the worst mother. The worst mother doesn't care for her children, doesn't love them. The worst mother doesn't look for them for years when they're lost. The worst mother doesn't mourn hardly after their children. And the worst mother definitely doesn't want to find her children. Dinah, you are the perfect material for a mother."

Couple minutes after these words were said Black Canary stopped crying and got on her feet.

"Sorry, I shouldn't have broken down like this," she apologized as she wiped the tears away.

"It's okay. I understand."

"Thank you for telling me. And telling me how not to mess things up. Which I probably would if it wasn't for you."

"You're welcome," Batman responded. "He'll come around, I'm sure of it."

"Thanks. Well then, goodnight."

"Goodnight."

Dinah turned around and walked few meters only to stop and ask a question over her shoulder.

"Who knows about this?"

"You and me."

"I'd appreciate if you kept it that way."

"Of course."

"Thank you."

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As it turned out sleeping didn't knock on Dinah's door. She was sitting on her bed, back on the cold wall, legs close to her chest, arms around them and chin on her knees.

She was in that position since she got here. Which was like four hours ago. She didn't even budge for that time.

All the energy her body was producing was used on heartbeat, breathing and mostly on thinking process.

For four hours she was thinking how to tell Wally the truth, when he was ready.

'Hi Wally, good practice today. Oh, by the way, I'm your mother.' It can't be starting with 'by the way', c'mon.

'Is there even a proper approach in this?'

All thoughts were focused on young speedster, and on him only. She couldn't stop thinking about him. Her son was finally found. She had to put up an act tomorrow, I mean today, so nothing would be suspicious. How did she do that?

'Uh, Ollie. Where are you when I need you?'

Green Arrow was on special mission, consisting of going underground, something about spying on someone. The bottom line is that he will be away for couple more days. Maybe even a week.

'There is not much to think about. Now we'll have to wait for Wally's response. If he'll ever give one.'

After looking on the clock and acknowledging that it was 7:10 am, she got up from her bed, moved her muscles a bit to get rid of soreness and went to the bathroom to prepare for her first day as a actress of the year.

To act as a normal person to a teenager, who is actually your lost son.

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Wow, 2 chapters in one day. I didn't think it was possible. It's just this story is so fun and easy for me to write I'm seriously reconsidering to wag tomorrow so I could just write more.

Probably I won't do that. I like school too much…. You didn't hear that. It's late, I'm tired and my brain is playing tricks on me.

So ,here I wrote Black Canary's reaction and little thoughts on the whole situation. But don't you think that there isn't more. I still have the assassin issue to cover. All the stuff Wally had to put up with between being kidnapped and being found by Barry and Iris. So stay tuned because I'm already starting to create even more issues.

Hope to see a lot of reviews in the morning.

See ya.