A/N: Hey guys; I'm back with the next chapter after taking a few weeks off; and it's filler, with a shocking ending of course! In all honesty, I axed two chapters before posting this one because they had nothing to do with plot progression. This one dawdles a bit, but it's to bring Megan and Conner into the story and to introduce the next huge plot point which I'm sure you'll all enjoy; and NO, it isn't why Dick and Zatanna broke up lol

I promise you guys; you will find out what happened between the two of them later on in the story. I can't reveal it to you now because it would spoil the fun! Now, let's get on with this chapter!

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KairiAngel13

"The Discovery"

Artemis's car pulled up to the curb outside of Gotham High School. She stared at the three-story building with a faint smile on her lips as she thought back to the four years she spent behind the stone walls. The school dance where she and Wally finally got to meet face to face, the many archery tournaments she competed in and won, and missing class to sit with Dinah down in the nurse's office. Of course there were other memories like prom senior year, making out with Wally underneath the bleachers during the final homecoming game, and helping Megan with cheerleading tryouts. She wasn't on the team, but she did help choreograph some of their stunts. After all, her dad had trained her in other physical activities other than archery. Her skills had to be used sometime.

"Are you ready?" Artemis asked Paige who was sitting in the passenger's seat next to her. The brunette took a shaky breath before turning to meet her caseworker's gaze.

"Are you sure about this? I mean, I was perfectly fine being home schooled, you know? I never really…fit in at public school."

Artemis smiled encouragingly at the girl and gave her knee a gentle squeeze. "Trust me, you'll love it here. Getting through high school is the least of the worries you'll have in life. Besides, it will be good for you. You'll get the chance to make new friends, you'll learn all kinds of interesting things, and you might find that you'd fit in well to some kind of club or athletics program. This is the first step to you getting out of St. Anne's. So, what do you say?"

Paige stared at Artemis for a moment, uncertainty weighing heavily on her heart. She then turned and looked towards the school building where several teenagers between the ages of fourteen and eighteen were loitering on the front lawn and sidewalk talking and laughing. She took a deep breath before nodding.

"Okay, let's do this."

Artemis and Paige walked into the main office of Gotham High School and headed over to the secretary's desk. Artemis struck up a conversation with the middle-age woman as she explained who Paige was and what they would be needing to get her started for the day when someone came out of the back office and called out her name. Artemis looked up and smiled as Principal Cleary stepped into the office with a huge grin on her face.

"Well, well, it is you Artemis!" The older woman exclaimed as she walked over to give her former student a hug. "It's been so long since I've seen you last. Welcome back to Gotham High."

"It's sort of good to be back here." Artemis said as she hugged her back.

"So, what brings you here? Need to pick up some student records?"

"No. I'm actually here to finish enrolling Paige Larson. She's one of my clients in a case I'm working on and I figured this would be the best place for her to finish up her education."

"Well welcome to Gotham High School Ms. Larson." Ms. Cleary said as she held out her hand for the younger girl to take. Paige shook it before nodding gratefully. "I hope that you will enjoy your first day here; and since you and Artemis here are pretty close, that makes you close to me. If you need anything, and I do mean anything honey, don't hesitate to ask. Okay?"

Paige smiled, grateful that she had someone to look out for her while she would be enduring her stay. Artemis rested a hand on her shoulder as she said goodbye to her former principal before leading Paige out of the office and into the crowded hallways.

"The school day starts at eight and ends at three-fifteen." Artemis explained as she led Paige through the hall. "You have B lunch, which is the busiest lunch period of the day. So finding a seat might be difficult for the first two days. Study hall for you is during seventh hour, so if you don't want to bring any homework home with you, you might want to get most of it out of the way then. Now, you are starting school two months after everyone else so it's going to be a little difficult at first to get into the swing of things, but your teachers have offered to give you extra study time when needed, and I'm always willing to help you out to."

The girls came to a stop outside one of the many lockers lining the wall. "Thirty-five, fifteen, twenty-nine." Artemis spoke as she pointed at the combination lock.

"Wow, you memorized that pretty quickly." Paige said as she entered the combination.

"I've known that number for a long time. It was my locker all four years of high school."

"Seriously?" Paige asked, a smile on her face.

Artemis nodded "Yep; and if they haven't fixed the problem by now, the bottom shelf should have a dent in the back right corner. So never put anything loose like money or chap stick on it unless you want it to fall through where you can't get it."

Paige opened the locker and looked at the bottom shelf and laughed when she spied the dent. She then looked back at Artemis, a smile still on her face.

"Well, I'm going to get out of here. Do you think you're going to be okay on your own?"

Paige looked around the hall, her eyes stopping on two girls who were waving at her. "Yeah. I think I'll be okay."

Artemis pulled the key to her office out and unlocked the door before stepping inside and flipping the light switch on. She then removed her coat and placed it on her coat hanger on the wall before heading to her desk. A second person followed her into the room, shutting the door behind them before hanging their coat up on the hook beside hers. They then took a seat in one of the two available living chairs in front of Artemis's desk.

"How was your flight?" she asked uninterestedly as she set her briefcase down on the floor and began to fish through it for the file of her next case of the day.

"It was alright." The male responded. "A few crying infants every now and again, the in-flight movie was the same as the last flight I took, and the peanuts weren't near as salty as I wanted them to be, but it was quick and that's all that matters."

Artemis placed the file folder on the right hand side of her desk before folding her hands neatly on the desktop and staring at her visitor.

"So Mr. Atteberry…about my father's affairs."

Quentin Atteberry reached down into his own briefcase to pull out a stack of folders before handing them to Artemis.

"Each of these file folders contains information about your father's affairs that need to be dealt with. He and I made sure to go through things with a fine toothed comb to ensure that we didn't miss anything. Now I must warn you Artemis, there are a few things that might be hard for you to deal with, but Lawrence wanted everything out in the open for us to sort through. He didn't want to miss anything and he wants to pay off his debts to society."

Artemis opened the folder on top, her eyes reading over the information carefully. The old apartment where he, Artemis, and Jade had lived in back in the Gotham Slums was pictured in the top left hand corner along with financial information. Apparently, Lawrence had been paying for the apartment to keep his lease in spite of him being behind bars in another state. There were specific instructions written below the information on a separate sheet of paper explaining that Lawrence wanted the apartment and all its assets to either be given to one of the girls or released from contract to be refurbished and rented to someone else.

"This is an easy fix." Artemis said as she reached into her top drawer and pulled out a stack of blue sticky notes. She then took a black Sharpie and wrote the word sell on it before sticking it to the page and closing it. She then passed it back to Quentin who nodded and set it in his lap.

Artemis opened the next file, her eyes narrowing as she saw a picture of another residence. The information beside it said it was a penthouse on the north side of Gotham, exactly three blocks from Gotham High School. She moved the folder to the side and opened the next one where another picture of yet another penthouse was placed, the information revealing that it was located across the street from where Artemis used to work as a teenager in a sports equipment store. Artemis repeated the process for five more minutes, moving folders to the side and opening new ones to find other apartments and two houses that were all being paid for with her father's illegally obtained money. Some of them were located in Gotham near places that she used to frequent as a teen with Dick and Zatanna, and some of them were in other states- two of them being in Colorado, one in Florida, three in California, and eight in Chicago.

Artemis set the folders off to the side and took a shaky breath before looking up to meet Quentin's hard gaze.

"He basically stalked me and my sister…that much is obvious by all these apartments here in Gotham. But for the rest of these places…I had no idea that my dad even owned properties outside the city. What was he doing with all of them? He was with me and my sister every day. When did he have time to visit all these places and what for?"

Quentin sighed and gave Artemis a look that told her she wasn't going to like what he had to say. "Your father was in charge of one of the country's most notorious, yet untraceable drug cartels. He monitored distribution from Gotham, but he had many men on his payroll who helped run and distribute the product in other places in the U.S. Basically what you just saw were the safe houses for those dealers."

"This would explain why he was able to afford all of these things." Artemis said as she glared over at the stack of folders. "He had to have been rolling in cash if he's this successful. What I don't get is how he's still managing to have these places paid for if he's behind bars?"

"One of your father's top men also has access to Lawrence's finances, that is until Lawrence cut him off a few months back and decided to put you in charge of things. He trusted this unnamed source to keep things in order and he also had him on salary to ensure that things would be taken care of. The guy must have been trustworthy because he didn't use Lawrence's funds for his own personal gain."

"I'm selling all of them." Artemis declared as she handed him the files. "I don't want anything to do with this filthy business. They were paid for with drug money and they were responsible for obtaining drug money. Get rid of them."

"Okay then." Quentin said. "Do you want to stop for the day? I know that this must have been a lot for you to-"

"No." Artemis said quickly as she opened the next file. "The sooner we get through these things, the sooner I can get on with my life. I know that selling and un-leasing these properties could take a few months or even a few years…but I want to get through this as quickly as possible."

"Alright then."

Wally walked up the front steps of a white townhouse with red trimming on the East Side of Gotham and rang the doorbell. He shoved his hands deep inside his pockets to protect them from the cold as he stared down at the floral "Welcome" mat that was covered in leaves and debris as he waited to hear the door unlatch. He looked up and smiled as he was greeted by Conner's face.

"Wally." Conner said, a smile spreading across his face as he gave his friend a hug. "What are you doing here?"

"I was in the neighborhood and thought I should drop by and say hello." Wally said with a laugh as Conner stepped aside to let him in. Wally hummed as the smell of chocolate chip cookies greeted his nose. "I take it Megan's home."

Conner laughed before heading towards the kitchen with Wally right on his tail. A small flat screen television was mounted on the wall beside the pantry playing an old episode of the Dick Van Dyke Show while Megan hummed a little tune to herself. Just as she reached into the opened oven to grab her pan of cookies, Conner called out to her.

"Hey Megan, look who decided to pay us a visit."

Megan grabbed the pan and looked up. "Oh my God, Wally? What are you doing here?"

"I was on my way home from my editor's office and decided to see how you guys were doing. It's been a few months."

Megan set the hot pan down on top of the stove before moving to hug her friend. "Yeah. We haven't seen you since the fourth of July. We have to come and see you and Artemis more often. How is she?"

"She's good. She's been working really hard down at the office and handling her father's estate."

"Yeah. She called me and told me about the end stage lung cancer last weekend. She also told me that she and Dick are friends again."

"Yeah. He apologized for being a jerk. She and I even went and had dinner with him over the weekend. He introduced us to his new girlfriend Kori."

"Was she nice at least?" Conner asked with a laugh.

Wally nodded. "She really was. I wasn't too sure what to expect with her being a supermodel and all, but she's actually an all-around nice person. She told me a little bit about growing up in New York and being discovered during a county pageant when she was seventeen. She also told me about her little Yorkie and a few stories about the various trips she's been on. She's pretty cool."

"If you and Artemis are friends with Dick again, does this mean he's gonna start coming around more?" Megan asked. "Things have been…a little tense during the few get togethers we've had this year. Mainly because we were trying to have a good time while ignoring the fact that he wasn't there. I mean, Zatanna, might be completely opposed to him coming around, but I think the rest of us would really love to see him."

"That's what I was thinking." Conner said. "Look, my parents are going to spend Thanksgiving with my grandparents in Smallville, and Megan's parents want to travel to Rio; but I'm busy with a construction project that week and can't go, and she doesn't want to go anywhere without me. So, we're gonna have Thanksgiving here. Maybe we could all do a group Thanksgiving together or something, unless you guys had plans to go to your folks' place."

"My parents are going to my Aunt Iris's and Uncle Barry's, and Artemis's mother doesn't want to fly in from Nevada; so I don't think it should be too much trouble for us. Dick will also be down since he hates spending Thanksgiving with just Bruce and Alfred every year. He might bring Kori though. Would you guys be okay with that?"

"I don't see why not." Megan said as she passed Wally one of her fresh cookies, the melted chocolate sticking to her fingers like goo. "Besides, it would give us all a chance to catch up and meet Dick's pretty friend. Any who, I'm gonna stick another batch of cookies in the oven. I have to have them all done before my Halloween party tomorrow. I'll talk to you boys later."

Conner and Wally headed out of the kitchen and into Conner's study where several trophies and medals lined the wall, just like the ones back in Wally and Artemis's study at home. Wally took a seat on the leather sofa while Conner grabbed the football his high school team autographed senior year from its pedestal. He began to toss the ball up into the air as he took a seat and leaned back in his leather recliner.

"So, how've you been?" Wally asked as he leaned back against the couch, his coat sliding against its slick exterior.

"Pretty good. Me and my crew managed to get the exterior to Megan's shop put together and we'll start the interior next week. She should be ready to open shop at the start of the new year. Aside from that, we finished sending out our wedding invitations last week. I asked Mel to be my best man and Megan and he accepted. Then of course you, Dick, and Megan's brother Garfield are gonna be my groomsman if you'd like to accept."

"Of course man." Wally said with a smile. "Anything to make your day the way you want."

"That's good to hear. I'll send you the information as far as where your tux needs to be from and all that good stuff. Megan has Wendy as her matron of honor with Jade, Zatanna, and Artemis as her bridesmaids; so Artemis should be getting a phone call about dress fittings any day now."

"Oh boy. What's the color scheme?"

"Black and white." Connor said with a shrug. "It's the only thing we could agree on. So we're going to alternate colors. Some groomsmen will be in white, some in black, and the same goes for the bridesmaids."

"Then you'd better tell Megan to sign Artemis up for black, because we both know it will be the simplest solution."

The two of them burst into a fit of laughter, Wally holding his sides as he mentally pictured the vein on Artemis's forehead throbbing in irritation at the thought of wearing a white dress to her friend's wedding.

The laughter died down and the sound of audience laughter from the television in the kitchen could be heard. Conner watched Wally as he stared up at the ceiling as though he were lost in thought.

"So, how are you and Artemis?" Conner asked. "Your three-year wedding anniversary is coming up pretty soon."

"Yeah." Wally said, moving from his lost thoughts back to his friend. "I'm pretty excited. I was kind of hoping we could do something special this year. I mean, we've been married for three years, but we've been together for seven. I think we should do something special, you know?"

"Well, I'm not exactly the one to give advice in this area." Conner admitted as he scratched the back of his head. "Megan comes up with everything we do and I just go along with it. It's a benefit of having a bubbly fiancé."

"Yeah, well things are different for me and Artemis. We aren't a lovey-dovey couple who like to get dressed up and go to fancy restaurants, plays, or huge events. I mean, a typical date night for us is ordering takeout and snuggling on the couch to watch movies or play video games, you know?"

"Then do what makes you guys comfortable Wally. It's the easiest route."

"Yeah, but it's predictable. I want to do something that Artemis will remember for the rest of our lives."

"Maybe ask Zatanna and Megan to come up with something? I mean, they are her best friends. Hell, Jade might even be your best bet seeing that they're sisters. You'll figure something out, don't worry."

Wally nodded as he thought over a few ideas. Maybe Dick could lend him his family cabin for their anniversary? They hadn't been to the cabin in a few years and if it were just him and Artemis, they wouldn't be disturbed. Just the two of them nestled in a log cabin in the mountains with snow drifts stretching on for miles. They could light a warm fire and lay on the fur rug in front of the fireplace for hours talking about nothing. They could probably go skiing, which Artemis would certainly enjoy. More importantly, Wally would have the perfect setting to ask Artemis something that had been weighing on his heart for a few months now. It seemed like the perfect way to celebrate New Year's and their love for each other. Now, to set things in motion.

It was going on two-thirty and Artemis's eyeballs were heavy from all the reading she'd done that day. Quentin had the folders she'd already looked over sitting in a pile on the floor beside him, while he made notes in a few of them and made phone calls to several banks, real estate agencies, and property owners. Out of the thirty-two properties that needed to be sold, he'd managed to get rid of five, and he wasn't even done.

On Artemis's end, she'd managed to clean out four of her father's ten bank accounts to either pay off debts he owed or to donate the money to a worthy cause. She'd told Quentin when she'd made her decisions that she didn't want to have any of the money her father had gathered because it would "stain" her conscience.

Aside from handling financial affairs, Artemis also had to write up apology letters per her father's request to send to a few people, along with money, as though it were some sort of charity case. She learned of family's who had lost a father, son, or husband thanks to her father and his men's murderous ways. She also learned that Dave, the man responsible for bringing so much terror to her teenage years, had a wife and three children when Jade had shot and killed him back in Canton.

The emotions that Artemis were feeling were starting to take a toll on her and she was literally feeling sick from the pressure. So many innocent lives lost, or those who were criminally tainted like Dave, had left innocent lives behind because of their foolish mistakes. A war was raging in the mind of the blonde and she wasn't sure which side to fight on. Lawrence had left a path of destruction in his wake during his time outside of ADX and had destroyed so many lives, which made her hate him even more than she already did; but obviously, he was feeling some kind of remorse for his actions and was wanting to make things right for the people he had hurt. In turn, it made her heart go out to him. It disgusted her. Was Lawrence the evil, conniving, and sadistic bastard she had grown up believing him to be, or had he really had an epiphany?

"I think that's enough for today, don't you think?" Quentin said as he stifled a yawn, stretching his arms above his head to stretch the muscles in his back. "We can take tomorrow off and get right back at it on Wednesday."

"Sounds good." Artemis said, her voice cracking from not being used in over two hours. She closed the last folder before scooting them to the side of her desk. "I'll just hang onto these and give them a quick scan tomorrow so we can cut back on some of what we have to do on Wednesday. Thanks for coming Mr. Atteberry."

"No problem." He said as he placed the files he had back inside his briefcase. He stood and slid his coat on while Artemis took a deep breath. He looked over his shoulder and noticed the look of discomfort on her face as she rested a hand on her forehead. "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine." She said quickly. "I'm just a little nauseous. I did skip out on my lunch hour to keep looking on folders. I'm just hungry is all."

"Right then." He said as he buttoned up his coat. "I'm off to the hotel then. If you find anything else in the files that you wish to discuss, please give me a call. I'll be glad to explain things in full detail or I can get a hold of your father and ask him what steps need to be taken."

"Thanks. Have a good night."

Quentin nodded before gathering his things and heading out into the hall. Artemis took a shaky breath before leaning back in her chair and staring up at the tiled ceiling. Her stomach continued to ache, making her nausea worsen. Deciding to heat up her lunch before moving onto one of her office case files she stood from her seat. Being on her feet seemed to worsen her nausea and Artemis could feel the bile rising up her throat. She quickly ran from behind the desk, knocking her wedding frame and the rest of her father's files off the desktop as she made a dash out of her office and into the bathroom directly across the hall. She pushed the door to the first stall open and collapsed onto her knees before hurling the contents of her stomach into the porcelain bowl, not stopping until all she could do was dry heave. With a groan, she reached a shaky arm up to flush the toilet before standing to her feet and exiting the stall.

"What was that about?" she wondered aloud as she made her way over to the sink and rinsed her mouth out. Just as quickly as the nausea had come, it went and she was back to feeling like her normal self. She hadn't eaten lunch which could be part of the problem, but she would still be feeling ill if that were the case. She hadn't eaten since breakfast and Wally hadn't done anything too fancy that would have upset her stomach. They'd eaten buttered toast and scrambled eggs with a pot of coffee, a typical breakfast in their house. So why the sudden illness?

Shrugging her thoughts off, Artemis made her way back into her office and sighed at the sight of her father's folders lying on the floor. She gathered up the papers, doing her best to get them into the right folders before setting them on top of the desk. She spied one more paper peeking out from underneath the desk and grabbed it, her eyes scanning over the document. Her eyes came to rest on the picture in the corner and her heart stopped. Was she seeing things? Her eyes ventured to the information beside the picture and her eyes widened as they read over the words over and over again. Her mouth felt dry, her hands were shaking, and Artemis felt like she was going to be sick again. Her eyes never leaving the paper, she took a seat in her chair as she did her best to cope with this newfound news.

"This can't be…I have another sister…?" she whispered.

A/N: And so ends another chapter! I hope you guys enjoyed it and are eager to learn out what else lies ahead for the Speedster and the Archer.

Artemis and Jade have another sister that they've known nothing about for all these years? That's going to be a huge hill to climb over. Wally wants to take Artemis's to the Wayne Family cabin for their anniversary on New Year's to discuss something important with Artemis. Do we all think we know what that might be?

Well, the only way to find out is to leave a review! I'll see you guys at the next update!

-KairiAngel13