I know, I know its been months since I've last updated this story.. but its really because I was stuck and didn't really know what to do with it next. I now roughly have an idea planned out, but I'd love to hear your ideas! They are much appreciated!

Thanks again to everyone who favorited, story alerted, and reviewed! :D As always, I do not own young justice or the justice league, they belong to DC comics~ but... maybe one day...

The moment of truth had finally arrived, as Dick was strapped down against the hospital bed by his both ankles and wrists. He pulled against his binds and trashed around wildly, trying to break free. Only to be held back down by his teammates and Roy. The rest of the league members stood off to the side, deciding to observe from afar.

With the help of Doctor Leslie, Batman succeeded in inserting the needle, linked to the bag containing the counter serum, into Dick's ghostly pale wrist and kept it in place using a whole roll of medical tape. They then fixed they two large electric devices, which looked a lot like large clothing pegs, along the sides of the metal table. Securing it firmly in place, they group prepared themselves for the start of the procedure.

"He's going to be awake for the whole thing, isn't he?" Wally frowned, his voice but a soft whisper.

"I'm afraid he has to." Bruce replied darkly. "His system has rejected all the painkillers and sedatives we have administered him so far."

The dark knight walked up to his sniffling protege and stroked his hair gently as dark blue eyes stared into lighter ones. Usually, the league and young justice members would have gasped from such show of affection from the usual stoic bat. But today, everyone in the room could feel the pain and worry radiate off his person. Especially the Martians.

The more Bruce stared at Dick, the more he didn't want to go through with this. The man just couldn't bring himself to his son in even more pain, even though he knew this was the only way to return him to normal. As Bruce closed his eyes contemplating his options, he felt a small hand grip onto his own. He opened his eyes and gazed at the hand, before bringing his eyes to look at its owner.

Dick clenched into his father's arm tightly. "B-bruce." he whispered, before smiling a genuine smile. A smile Bruce hadn't seen in months. Unlike all the hauntingly, crooked smiles the group had seen today, this one shone with kindness and understanding.

"Its o-okay, Bruce. D-do what y-you have to do-o." he struggled to get out, all the while keeping his gentle smile.

Bruce bent down to wrap his arms around the boy's shoulders. "Dick." he squeezed tighter. "It's going to be alright. Be strong."

Dick nodded, and leaned into Bruce's shoulder. A second later, Dick's moment of sanity was lost again. As a giggle escaped his throat and his smile stretched out wider than before, resembling the man he had killed just a few hours ago.

Bruce backed up away from the table that held his son, and walked to the main computer which was displaying Dick's vitals. He checked over the procedure one last time before nodding softly at Wally. The teen speedster recognized his cue. Turning to grip onto the lever that would start the machine that would soon electrocute his best friend.

Wally hesitated. Knowing that his was going to help Dick, but would also bring him unimaginable pain. Suddenly, he felt another hand on top of his own slightly calming his nerves. He turned to find Artemis standing beside him, smiling softly. He smiled back and nodded, before finally bringing his hand down activating the machine.

I know it was kinda short.. but i really wanted to update something since u guys have been so patient! Thanks agn for reading! Please review! xD