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The edges of his vision were all a blur and his shoes were making a horrible squeaking noise. He could hear the complaints and shouts from his co- workers; all he could think of was heading towards the elevator. No way was Wally going to be late to another meeting. He was already tired of the nicknames that Artemis so thoughtfully gave him.

Artemis just entered the building with stacks of paper and a tired expression on her face. Her hair was out of its usual ponytail demeanor, and her blonde locks passed her shoulder blades. Of course, Wally didn't see the blonde carrying the many files in her hands. They collided, their chest hitting each other with much force and a collision of papers flew through the air. A gasp escaped from the other workers nearby as Wally and Artemis hit the floor with a loud thud, "I'm so sorry, but I really have a meeting to go to."

Artemis looked in horror at the once organized files, all in order by date and they all once fell into the same category. It took her two days to finish; she had the paper cuts to prove it. She then faced the red head and her expression changed to anger at the man who caused this all, "You ignorant speedster, and the meeting is tomorrow."

He gave her a sheepish smile, "Oops.", was all he said as he started to pick up the fallen paper.

"Ya oops, you are going to help me organize this. Do you have any idea how many paper cuts I have." her voice was getting higher as Wally bent down to pick up the last sheet of paper.

"Hey I did say sorry, and what makes you think I'm going to help you organize this." He gave her the huge pile of paper and started to turn around.

"You are not walking away from me, you started this mess and you are going to help finish it.", she put her one good hand on her hip and he turned around.

He lowered his shoulder and let out a long sigh, "Fine." He started to whine and followed her to her office. Her office was huge, that overlooked the entire city, and it had many cabinets and a huge wood desk.

"This is so unfair; your office is bigger than mine." She smirked and set the papers on her desk. Wally then got a chair and looked at the papers.

"Don't worry they won't bite, there is only three categories. I already color coated them, so all you need to do is file them by their date." He nods and looks at the first paper; he squints and then puts it back.

"Ya these are like in a different language, and the dates are in some sort of alien writing." He hands the paper back to her.

"My niece can do this, the dates are at the bottom. Just put them in chronological order." She continues to do her work and doesn't look at him. He sticks out his tongue and starts to do the work. "So who's Lian?"

"She's fine, she actually likes you a lot." She grins at the thought of her niece. "One last question before you bite my head off, why is all your paperwork in a different language."

"Well my close- minded friend, I am the head of international affairs." She said. There was a pregnant pause until Wally couldn't fight the grin off his face, "So we're friends."

She laughed a little, and kicked him under the table, "Shut up Wally." They both grinned and sat there in comfortable silence. Occasionally one would hiss, because of the sharp pain that came from the paper. Time seemed to pass by and usually Wally would've gotten bored and left, but he felt almost a sense of comfort. They did take breaks to Wally's insistence, and ate lunch.

Their positions would often change, either sitting on the floor or sitting cross-legged on their chairs. They would take a break and get a cup of coffee or in Wally's case six cups of coffee. They situated themselves in front of the huge window.

They finally managed to finish all of the work and decided to take a break. The coffee seemed to wear out and the drowsiness took over. Artemis's hands were sore from filing the paper two times and Wally new to the whole concept of filing had twice as many paper cuts. They both fell asleep, and neither seemed to wake up. It could've been their tired hands or their caffeine seemed to be too high, and maybe they were just comfortable in that position. Either way that's how Dick found them, they were cuddling and surrounded by piles of papers.

Richard look at his red headed friend and smiled at the look of peace he hadn't seen in years. He then laughed at how Wally pretended to hate the so-called harpy, and how he currently had a death grip on her waist. He took a picture just for blackmail purposes and left a note for his dearest Wallace.

OOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoO Oooo

His back still hurt and the position he was in wasn't helping him at all. Yet, he hadn't felt this comfortable in a long time. The sweet and fiery smell of cinnamon invaded his nose and he pulled the scent closer to him. The source seemed to squirm a bit and Wally's eyes opened immediately. He first saw the blonde mane and the long toned legs that seemed to have no end. The smell was a person and Wally seemed to be holding her like a child might hold a teddy bear. Then everything became clear, he remembered talking to Artemis and laughing.

He was planning on letting her go and pretend like his subconscious didn't make him hold on to her. Wally couldn't bring himself to do it, loose strands of hair made its way to her soft face, and the sunset's light made her blonde hair illuminate like a halo would. She was breathtaking from head to toe and was almost angry at the fact that her eyelids covered her beautiful grey eyes that made Wally's knees give out when they were directed towards him. He couldn't help, but stare at her and hope she would never wake up. His mind of course was starting to rationalize and remind him of his fiancé at home, but he didn't seem to care.

Artemis was so entranced by the warmth and comfort she was receiving. Her legs were asleep and she could no longer feel her toes, but she didn't care. She was holding on to what seemed like a hard pillow, but she then remember pillows didn't have biceps that raped around her waist and no pillow could breathe. She suddenly became frightened and woke up to emerald eyes staring at her. They both pulled apart and started to blush a deep red.

"Why were you holding me?" She was the first to speak up and regain her composter.

Wally not to behind, started to dust himself up, "I could ask you the same question I woke up to a harpy." He said, "Every time I tried to move away you clung on to me."

He was lying through his teeth and she knew, "I was not, you were the one looking at me like I was some precious stone."

They turned their backs against each other, daring the other to make the next move. Wally was tapping his foot impatiently trying with every being in his body to not turn around. He snuck a quick glance to see Artemis as cool as ever. He let out a long sigh and started to shift from side to side. "Okay I decide to call a truce and to forget this ever happen." Wally extended his arm and Artemis eyed it as if it were some disease. She then looked at him and took his hand; they stared at each other for a long time.

Wally was the first to break contact and said, "My fiancé is probably waiting at home." He had to spit the words out and Artemis just looked at her feet/

"Ok I have to go home too." They walked outside together and went their separate ways.

Artemis was in bed and had fluffy pillows surrounding her entire body, and Wally was covered in plush blankets and Linda had her arms wrapped around him. They both looked at the ceiling and thought about how much more comfortable they were wrapped in each other's arm.

Sorry I would've posted this earlier, but I had to delete and correct a lot of things. Always reviews, favorites, and alerts are greatly appreciated.