A/n: Time skip warning.

Superboy-Prime

(Before)

Falling out of the sky after almost having your heart crushed by a punch from an angry Kyrptionan and snapping your legs when you land awkwardly on a dumpster is just as painful as it sounds. Wallflower lay on top of the dumpster, dazed, and helplessly watched Superboy-Prime fly away across Metropolis. She had failed to stop him, but that wasn't a surprise since she was the only one who had been fighting him at that point. Well, Green Arrow and Speedy had hit him with some exploding arrows but those had stopped halfway through the fight. She didn't know what had happened to them.

Her broken sternum burned. That had been a lucky shot on Prime's part since she had been invisible for the entire fight. It was lucky for her that he hadn't hit her in the head or she would be dead, no questions asked, just like Pantha, and Wildebeest, and Superboy, and countless other heroes. She tried to ignore her pain so that she wouldn't end up dumping it on Robin when she contacted him. She also tried to ignore the gaping hole that was all that was left of her connection with Superboy. She didn't even want to touch her connection with Wonder Girl, which was burning with pain and anger even though it wasn't supposed to go both ways.

-Incoming. Hope I stalled him for long enough.- Robin's voice came through her communicator. He was mad, but seemed relieved that she was alive.

"If we survive this you're on dish duty for a month."

-Just get the murdering bastard, Batkid.-

"We'll try."

Silence. Wallflower continued to shove down her pain so that she could take stock of her injuries. Shattered sternum, she decided, broken legs obviously. She could still feel her legs so her spine wasn't broken but her back hurt so it could be fractured. She had slowed down her fall as much as she could while overwhelmed by pain and had managed to stop her head from hitting anything. She strained her eyes to look at her legs and was disconnected enough that she didn't feel like throwing up when she saw the several unnatural angles they were bent at. I have to straighten those out, she realized. If she didn't then they would just end up dead. She healed fast, but not fast enough that they would heal before that.

It could be worse. It could always be worse.

Sounds of battle reached her ears. Trash was thrown up on the street that she could see from her place atop the dumpster and she knew that Bart had arrived. She didn't mind that he went right past her, he had his own job to do and she could take care of herself.

She hoped.

So, back to fixing her legs. She decided to do something that was probably stupid but better than possibly breaking her spine. She slowly began to hover above the dumpster in the same position she had landed. Once she had gotten up high enough she 'stood' and let gravity take care of everything else. She could swear that she heard bones grinding together and for the first time in her life she just wanted to scream as loud as humanly possible, but of course she couldn't. She just had to tough it out on her own because she couldn't risk distracting her friends by shrieking in their heads.

She couldn't stop herself from throwing up but at least it was just bile. She hadn't eaten anything since…she couldn't remember when she had last eaten. It was before Superboy, before Conner had died. Everything was before Conner had died.

She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. She wanted to cry. She hadn't cried when Pantha was killed or when Superboy-Prime had thrown her into a tree and taken out half of her left hand with his heat vision. She hadn't cried when Conner died because she had been holding Cassie while she cried.

She wanted to cry now.

"Over here, Jimmy!" a woman exclaimed. Wallflower flinched and prepared to turn invisible. No one normal would be on the streets at a time like this and she wasn't fit for any sort of fight.

A dark haired woman with a notebook and pen turned to corner of the alleyway followed by an orange haired man carrying a camera. Oh, they were reporters. That explained everything. Wallflower stared at the reporters. The reporters stared at Wallflower.

"I told you I saw something." the woman hissed to her partner. She then turned to Wallflower with a winning smile. "Lois Lane of the Daily Planet." So this was the famous Lois Lane. There had been talk about her in Titan's Tower. She looked Wallflower up and down, taking in her sky blue mask, the black stripes going up the front of her legs, and the weird black cross belt/belt with a flower over her heart that was probably the only reason that her heart was still beating. "You're Wallflower, right?" Wallflower gave a small nod, which was a bad idea. Her neck hurt. Good to know.

There was a flash of light as Jimmy snapped a picture and her head throbbed once before her healing powers decided to kick in. Her central nervous system was admittedly more important than her legs. "Do you have time for an interview?"

She shook her head carefully. -You should leave. It's dangerous for you to be outside.- she told them. Lois pressed on. She didn't seem fazed by Wallflower speaking to her telepathically. Jimmy on the other hand jumped a foot in the air and almost dropped his camera.

"What about a statement?"

She still wanted to cry, but that wasn't the type of statement Ms. Lane wanted. She shook her head again. Then Jimmy did something stupid.

"Can't you tell us about Superboy?" he asked. "I mean, you two had your whole rivalry thing going on-"

-HE WAS MY FRIEND!- Jimmy stumbled back as her forceful words bounced around his head. -We may have fought half the time and tried to one-up each other but he was my friend and now he's gone!- She was crying by the time she was finished. She and Superboy had been friends even though they had shared a mutual dislike of each other when she had first joined the team. They had started off hating each other, moved on to being frenemies, and then finally become friends, much to Wonder Girl's relief, with the exception of when they were fighting anything. At those times each of them had to try to be better than the other, it was just what they did.

Lois looked like she wanted to give Wallflower a hug, but since the girl was hovering in the air six feet above them she settled for thoroughly berating Jimmy. Wallflower might have been embarrassed on his behalf if she'd actually noticed the yelling that Ms. Lane was doing.

She was still yelling when bodies started falling out of the sky. The reporters looked around in horror while Wallflower wiped away her tears. -You should leave.- she told them again. -I have work to do.- Even though she couldn't fight she couldn't just float there and be useless. She'd had her cry, now she needed to help other people who were injured.

She was a Teen Titan after all. Their job was to help people, no matter what.

Carry On-Fun

A/n: The corresponding "After" chapter for this is going to be the last chapter of this story. You'll understand why once it's up. Next is not the Blackest Night arc (sorry, I miscounted).

-Cynder2013