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(8:47 pm, The Batcave)

Dick laid on the hospital cot sweating and panting as he tried to focus on the cave's ceiling. His vision was getting blurry and he didn't like it. His hearing was fine though, and around him he heard three distinct voices: Alfred, Bruce, and Wally. Alfred was by his side, calling out reports of his condition to Bruce, who would respond with updates on his research on how to fix him, and be interrupted by Wally either suggesting something they do or expressing his encouragement to Dick that everything would be okay.

Dick was surprised that Bruce was letting Wally stay, but Bruce begrudgingly recognized that, despite Wally's goofy nature, the redhead had a love for science, particularly chemistry, and could be helpful in creating an antitoxin for whatever was flowing through Dick's veins. Dick was pretty sure Wally would have put up a fight to stay even if he hadn't been deemed useful by Bruce, and Dick would have fought with him.

Despite that fact that he felt like he had the worst case of the flu ever, Dick felt fine, and he couldn't help his mind from recognizing that right now, Wally was completely focused on him. Wally's sole focus was making sure he was okay, and Dick's more selfish side basked in that knowledge

That was why he had decided to ignore his injury in the first place after all, because Wally wanted to hang out with him, and that hadn't happened in so long that Dick just couldn't pass it up.

He blinked and refocused as he thought he heard someone call his name. "Hmm?" he hummed lazily, rolling his head to the side to look at his red headed friend.

Wally was looking down at him. "I asked how you were doing" he apparently repeated, his expression concerned.

Dick couldn't help a smirk. "I'm perfectly whelmed" he said cheekily.

Wally groaned and rolled his eyes, his demeanor relaxing slightly. "Why do I even bother asking?" he joked.

Dick gave a half shrug, letting a natural beat of silence pass between them. "How's the research?" he asked.

Wally hummed. "You got lucky that the plant you got pricked by was in the Wayne Greenhouse, but we think the toxins were amplified by whatever control Poison Ivy had over it. That's the part we're trying to figure out" he explained, running a hand through his orange hair.

Dick hummed in acknowledgement. "Thanks for trying to save my life" he said with a hint of playfulness to his tone.

Wally looked down at him and smiled. "Anytime, though I hope I don't have to do it again for a while" he chuckled.

Dick nodded in agreement to that. "Are we gonna reschedule our bro-day? I don't think me ending up on a cot is a good end to it, so maybe a redo is in order?" he asked curiously.

Wally laughed. "For sure, since you obviously care enough about it to risk having a toxin run through your veins" he huffed. "I still don't get why you did that" he grumbled.

Dick, in his hazy mindset, had a weaker emotional wall than he normally would have had, so he spoke before really thinking about what he was saying. "I missed you" he answered simply. "Didn't know when you were going to have time for me again."

He recognized how Wally seemed to freeze up at those words and saw how Wally looked over him, inspecting him. "Oh" was all the redhead said, shifting awkwardly next to him. "I'm gonna go look over the research again" he said, not replying to Dick's words.

Dick nodded. "Good luck" he answered before rolling over, away from Wally. He closed his eyes and tried to focus on the feel of his body so he could give Alfred a report when he came over.

Wally walked back over to where Bruce was looking over his computer screen. He mentally sighed in disappointment of himself. In a way, he realized this was his fault. He had ignored his best friend so much that Dick had been willing to ignore his own injury just to hang out with him. God, that sounded so awful in his head.

"He trusts you" a deep, gravelly voice that belonged to Bruce suddenly said.

Wally looked at him, confusion written over his face. "What?"

Bruce glanced at him. "He trusts you" he repeated, looking over Wally.

Wally nodded. "I know he does" he said, glancing back at Dick who was being looked over by Alfred.

"Don't make him regret it" Bruce added, causing Wally to look back at the Dark Knight. They were such simple words, but Wally took them straight to his heart. Dick had trusted him. He was the only person outside the Bat-Family and select members of the Justice League who knew the Boy Wonder's identity. He was the only one Dick trusted with every part of him, the only person Dick's age who Dick could trust. Wally remembered how honored he had been when Dick had told him his identity, how precious that trust and loyalty had been between them, and now Wally saw how he had let that slip out of his view.

"I won't" he answered, a new resolve in place. Dick and him had a bond for life. Wally didn't plan to lose sight of that again.

Bruce gave him a curt nod, obviously seeing the change in the young meta-human. "Good."

The two worked for a while longer, sorting through different possibilities on how to make the antitoxin. Finally, they determined a solution and got to work mixing the chemicals they would need. Dick's whole left leg was decorated in black lines, but thankfully it hadn't seemed to spread upwards, meaning injecting the antitoxin would hopefully be simple.

As they were mixing a solution, Wally's phone went off with an incoming call. Wally glanced at Bruce, asking if it was okay for him to take it. Bruce nodded at him and looking to Alfred, who walked over to take Wally's place. Wally sped over to his phone and answered without looking at the I.D. "Hello?"

"Hey Wally, where are you? You didn't tell me you wouldn't be at training tonight" answered an annoyed sounding Artemis

Wally cringed, looking over at the time. He found he had missed training, him and Rob both obviously. "Yeah, sorry, something important came up with Rob."

"You're with Robin, and you didn't bother to think your girlfriend would want to know that, especially since you basically blew me off?" she asked, her voice sounding harsh.

Wally furrowed his brows. "No, because I figured my girlfriend would be understanding about me-time, especially if I'm giving some of my time to my best friend" he said, his own voice getting annoyed. What was with her today?

"Well maybe you thought wrong. If you want to be with me, I want to know where you are, especially if you're with Robin" she said clearly.

Wally's expression grew more confused, almost offended. "What is your problem with Rob?" he asked.

He swore he could hear her sneer. "You're my boyfriend Wally, and Robin's always trying to steal all your time" she said.

Wally did a double-take. "You're saying you're jealous of Robin?" he asked.

"Yeah, is that so wrong?" she asked.

Wally took a second to think. Was it wrong for Artemis to be jealous of Robin? Robin, who hadn't said anything when Wally constantly blew him off to hand out with Artemis, who had patiently listened to Wally talk about Artemis every time they texted or called, who had still been excited to hang out with him even after everything Wally had done to him? Was it wrong for Artemis to be jealous of him spending one afternoon with Robin and not telling her about it?

"Yeah, you know what, it is, because Rob's been super cool about me dating you, and I took advantage of that because I thought you made me happy and Robin would understand that. But you know what, if you get this upset because I give one afternoon to him and don't tell you, then I've obviously made a mistake in dating you" he said and hung up without waiting for an answer. He released an angry breath through his nose and stalked back over to the table. "Let's finish this antidote."

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