Wally whizzed into the Cave, slowing to a stop at the kitchen. He placed his hands on his knees and tried to get his breath back. He clamped his eyes shut, trying to get rid of the spots dancing across his vision. A few minutes later, Wally stood up right, walking over to the fridge. Opening it, Wally looked scanned its contents, looking for something to eat. Spotting some snacks M'gann had made a few days earlier, he snatched the plastic container up and opened the lid and guzzled down the chocolate chip cookies. Wally walked into the living room, still eating the cookies.

"You look like you haven't had food for weeks. Have your parents not been feeding you?" Artemis' snarky voice cut through the bliss Wally was feeling. Wally looked at her. The blonde archer was sitting on the floor, pieces of paper and texts books spread out on the glass table in front of her.

"Shut up," Wally said, her comment hitting too close to home. Taking a closer look, he saw she was doing chemistry work. Wally sat next to her, on the couch. He didn't want to bend down and aggravate his wound. Artemis threw him an annoyed look over her shoulder and then carried on with the work.

"Aren't you going to go bug M'gann?" She asked, not wanting him to look at her while she was working. Chemistry wasn't her greatest subject, and while she knew that Wally was a genius at science, she wasn't going to ask him.

"Nah not really interested in it today," Wally said, not taking his eyes off Artemis' work. "You got four wrong, iron displaces zinc." Wally informed her. Artemis huffed.

"I didn't ask for your help." She told him, though she scribbled her answer out, changing it to the correct answer.

The two heroes stayed like that, Wally occasionally pointing out Artemis' mistakes, with her begrudgingly thanking him. Near to the end, Wally's stomach began to groan loudly, forcing him to rub it. Artemis looked at him in annoyance.

"Wally, go eat some food!" She ordered him, getting frustrated by the amount of noise his stomach was making. Wally looked at her, then shook his head.

"I don't really want anything," he replied. Artemis raised her brow incredulously. When has Wally ever said no to food?

"Wally your stomach is making noises. And with your enhanced metabolism, you need eat food, like every few hours," she remarked, beginning to pack everything away. She was going to make him eat, even if she had to force the food down his throat. A sudden image of Wally pale, thin and unconscious, shivering with cold, his lips blue and breathing almost non-existent, rose to her mind. She shook her head, forcefully getting rid of that disturbing sight. The Team had got to him in time, they had saved him, she didn't have to worry about it. Yet Artemis did and she knew that the rest of the Team worried about Wally's heath and weight, since the mission in Iowa which went dreadfully wrong.

Artemis stood up, pulling Wally up with his right hand as well, the movement tearing his wounds. Wally cried out in pain, his free hand coming to rest on his chest. Artemis looked at him with concern, her eyes wide.

"Wally! What's wrong?" She asked him, panic lacing her words. Wally didn't answer her, trying hard to not let the pain, and tears, show. He took a few harsh breaths, answering science questions in his mind to calm down. Once the pain became bearable, he smiled at Artemis.

"Sorry, I ran into a wall earlier today and my chest is still a bit sore." Wally lied. He could see that his female companion wasn't buying his lie though, so he quickly turned around and walked into the kitchen.

"Are you going to cook for me or not?" He called over his shoulder. Artemis looked hard at him, noticing the way his shoulders looked smaller and bonier, the way his ribs protruded through his skin. She followed him silently, deciding to talk to Robin later.

Robin walked into the Cave, letting his body take him down the right corridors and to his bedroom. He was exhausted. He had spent the last two hours with Batman, chasing the Scarecrow. He had somehow managed to escape Arkham Asylum and had fled the state. When he thought he was safe from the two, Scarecrow had released his famous Scare Gas. That had, in turn alerted Batman and Robin, making them go confront him. Which was easier said than done. Scarecrow knew the lay of the land better than the Dynamic Duo, which lead to the two hour chase, ending with Batman finally taking down the villain. By that time it was nearly midnight, so Batman had decided to drop Robin off at the Cave and take Scarecrow to Arkham on his own.

Even though it was dark, Robin knew his way around the Cave, coming to his room within minutes. He opened the door and walked in. Immediately his hand went down to his belt, his body instinctively going into a stance, his body and mind alert

"Relax, it's just me." A familiar voice said. The lamp on his bad table flicked on and illuminated Artemis. Robin sighed and relaxed his body, taking his hand away from his belt.

"Oh it's you. Can I ask why you are here?" Robin said, feeling the tension in his body fade.

"It's Wally. Something's wrong with him."