Okay, here's chapter 6! This is mostly angst, but I'm not sure if I did it very well. I find writing action much more interesting than angst and fluff, but they're all important to fanfictions so I want to get them right. So tell me what you think of this chapter in the reviews please! Any constructive criticism is welcome and appreciated.

Disclaimer: Still don't own Young Justice

"Robin still hasn't woken up, but Artemis is recovering smoothly," Black Canary said.

On the screen in front of her, Batman remained silent for a moment, his face as unreadable as ever, though she could tell he was worried over his bird. Finally he said, "Keep me updated. I should be able to come in a few days. I've just received new intelligence that should help wrap this up faster."

"I will," Dinah said. With that, Batman cut off the video. When he had heard about Robin's perilous condition, the man had wanted to rush straight over but was held back by a possible lead on the Joker, who had escaped from Arkham Asylum the week before. A lead on Joker was to valuable for the Dark Knight to give up unless Robin was in immediate danger. As it was, there was nothing Batman could have done even if he had come, so he left Black Canary to watch over his bird until he could come himself.

Sighing, Dinah walked back to the medical bay to check on Artemis and Robin. She saw Artemis finally asleep, though looking troubled, and Robin the same as when she had left.

The hero sighed again and walked back to the team's main living area, where she found Megan and Superboy watching static on a small TV they had found, as the remote for the larger one was still broken. When the teens heard her enter the room, they turned to look at her anxiously. Well, Megan did. Superboy had a less obvious look of concern on his face, but it was there nonetheless.

Sadly, Dinah shook her head. The teen's faces fell and they returned to the black and white static, as if trying to find nonexistent help in the crackling dots on the screen.

**Wally**

Wally's world was black. His world was also soft, as if mocking him with the comfort. His world smelled faintly like detergent and tasted like cotton. He was perfectly fine with all of this, except his black world also made it hard for the speedster to breath so he had to keep lifting his head from his pillow to take a deep breath. When he did, Wally's world was no longer black, no longer smelled like detergent, and he only tasted air. It was still soft, though.

Wally was lying face-down on his bed, unable to process more information than absolutely necessary to remain conscience. He didn't really want to think about anything other than breathing and how hungry he was getting, but he also wished he could just sleep and relax for an hour or two, which he had so far been unable to do.

Instead, Wally was lying on his bed, reminding himself to breath, and trying not to think about Robin. He also tried not to think about Artemis. Once he had arrived at the medical bay in the mountain, Wally had remembered he had left Artemis on the bioship. Immediately he had wanted to run back and apologize. She was hurt too and he did - although he'd never admit it - care about her. Not enough to stop grating her nerves every chance he got, but enough to get worried when she had a building fall on top of her.

He hadn't gone back, however. Instead he began pacing back and forth in the hall until M'gann had arrived with Robin floating next to her. After that Black Canary had come from the mission room, probably from talking to Batman, and had proceeded to hook Robin up to a dozen different machines and figure out exactly what had happened to the little bird.

Wally had waited with Kaldur and M'gann outside until Superboy and Artemis finally came down the hall. Wally had remained silent, having forgotten all about the archer again until just then, and Artemis had disappeared inside the room as well.

About a half hour later Black Canary had come out to tell the waiting teens that Robin was stable but had gone into a coma and Artemis was already patched up and going to recover perfectly fine.

After that, the hero had left, followed shortly by M'gann and Superboy. Kaldur went off to his room, telling Wally not to worry and that Robin was sure to wake up soon. The speedster had forced a small smile and a weak, "I know," before leaving for his own room, already planning on spending the night at the mountain.

So now here was was, collapsed on his bed with nothing to do but exist and worry. After a few minutes of this, Wally decided to flip over and stare at the celling rather the dark behind his eyelids. The process took longer than he expected, as he was trying to use as little energy as possible to turn himself on his back. A few minutes later, lying on his back and tracing patterns on the celling with his eyes, Wally realized he was just as bored and worried as he had been before.

A loud grumble came from his stomach, interrupting the speedster's thoughts. Glad for something to actually do, Wally dragged himself out of bed and down the hall to the mountain's fully-stocked kitchen. He then proceeded to clear out a quarter of it, even then not feeling completely full, though it might have been his constant gnawing worry.

Finally giving in to his longing to see Robin, Wally left the kitchen and started walking slowly - which was unusual for the speedster - toward the medical bay.

**Artemis**

Artemis woke up to the sound of a door closing with a soft click. Her eyes snapped open and she saw Wally standing in front of the closed door and staring at Robin. He didn't seem to realize that the archer was awake or even that she was there. Artemis was about to open her mouth and say something when she noticed the glassy look in the speedster's eyes. He might have been looking at his best friend's unconscious figure but his mind was far away. She remained silent.

Slowly, with jerky movements, Wally moved forward and eventually came to sit on the chair beside Robin's bed. He then remained silent for a few minutes, nearly motionless except for the small vibrations that Artemis couldn't understand the reason for. Grief? The need to be able to do something to help? Or was it just the fact that a speedster can't remain still for more than a few seconds at a time?

Eventually Wally's voice croaked out hesitantly, "I-I'm sorry." Artemis narrowed her eyes in confusion. What did he have to be sorry for? The explosion wasn't his fault and Robin hadn't been trying to save him like he had her. "I should have...been there," Wally continued, "Then you wouldn't be-be lying here like-like you'll never get up! I should have done something. Run up once everyone was out or-or something!"

Wally's shoulders shook with what Artemis thought were suppressed sobs. She guessed it was more regret and anger than actual grief. Of course Wally would blame himself for not being there. Artemis knew there was no one at fault but the idiots who decided to put explosives in a bank in the first place, but Wally obviously couldn't get over thinking it was his fault. She was tempted to yell at him to get his head together when the red head started speaking again. This time only a few words that nevertheless held such sorrow and regret it tore at the archer's heart.

"Come on, Rob. Wake up for me."

Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed it! I'll have the next chapter up as soon as I can!