Thanks for the seven reviews guys! Yes. Wally was an idiot for running with a broken leg...and a BROKEN BACK. But he's Wally. Things HAVE to be difficult.

A few of you have been wondering why his team aren't worried, so this first 775 word part of the chapter, is filled with them...except for Artemis. I don't know why she isn't here. Probably busy...doing...something. Ahem.

Okay, please remember to R&R. Feedback is really good, as is constructive criticism. It keeps me on my feet and helps me do better for the next chapter...and all the reviews, no matter how good or bad, make me smile. :D

Thanks to LyndseyRyder12 for the idea to the first part of the story.

Oh, and again, thanks to Lyndsey for opening a whole new world of morbidness to me.

Did you notice that lol looks like a man drowning? SPREAD THE WORD.

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An eerie quiet filled the room. A few taps were heard every so often, and sliding noises came directly after them. The sound of static buzzed through the listening ears and every so often the inhabitants of the room would heard a slight 'pop' or 'crackle'. Once again, it was too quiet in Mt. Justice. Once again, the team were enveloped by an odd silence.

Aqualad and Robin were playing Chess, Miss Martian had just loaded her seventh batch of cookies into the dens oven, and Superboy was watching his inactive channel. The quiet was broken by a shout, everyone turned, "check MATE! I win!" Robin. His childish glee rippled through the room, making everyone smile, "Round ten, Aqualad?" He asked, pleading with his hidden eyes. The Atlantian breathed out a laugh, and stood up away from the game, "Later." He stated, optimistic. The man left the room. The holographic chess board disappeared, and Robin grabbed his phone out of his pocket. He let out a long sigh after checking the texts that never where.

"Still no sign of Wally?" Miss Martian asked her twinkling voice slicing through the overpowering stillness that had returned. Robin sighed and shrugged, taking a seat next to Superboy. He stared at the TV, "Want me to turn it-"

"No." Conner replied before Robin could finish, the younger boy slid out of the chair and into the kitchen, "Need any help?" He asked, bright and breezy.

Miss Martian smiled back, "Nope. I just put the last cookies in...but if you want to do the dishes?" She received no reply. Robin slouched and headed back to the TV. Megan picked up on his sadness.

He was still young, and Wally was his best friend. They had no idea where the speedster had gone, and the hacker was getting bored of waiting around. "If Wally were here..." Miss Martian sighed. If Wally was there, he would have eaten the first batch of cookies by now, even though they were burnt to a crisp, he would've played chess with Robin- and lost, then Robin would have made some witty remark...and Wally would have chased him for it. Sure, the two boys would destroy things in their struggle, but Wally would create the excuse they popped up in front of him from no-where. Still, a few broken vases and dishes would be heaven, compared to watching a thirteen year old die of boredom.

Megan walked towards the TV, in deep thought, and took a seat beside Superboy. She strained her mind for ideas, almost grimacing because of how hard she was actually thinking. "Hello Megan!" She slapped her forehead in frustration. The idea was so simple...but so brilliant. Robin looked at her, lifting an eyebrow. A smile crept onto her face, infecting the boy wonder. "How about we pay Wally a visit...WITH COOKIES!" A grin spread across Robins face, melting Megan like butter. She had always thought of Robin as a younger sibling, and loved to please people. Robin nodded happily and stood up, "I'll go pack some cookies." He stated, gesturing to the oven, out of which a thin layer of black smoke was developing.

Megan smiled, "Conner, are you coming?" her eyes twinkled in the moment. Superboy shrugged, standing up, "I suppose." Megan lit up, and refrained from squealing in joy. She flew back to the kitchen to help Robin with the task of packing enough cookies for a speedster...and themselves. Robin smiled all the way through the heinous task of picking out perfect cookies from the batches of the burnt.

When Aqualad rejoined the team, he couldn't stop smiling either, even though he had no idea in the slightest what the three had planned. After Megan filled him in, his smile dropped a little, making Robin drop a cookie. "No." His deep voice boomed, even though it was supposed to come out cool and kind.

Robin frowned, "Why not? It's Wally. He'll love the surprise!"

Aqualad frowned, "Because, Wally's parents are on holiday."

Robin started laughing, Megan watched in shock at the boy, "So WHAT!" He paused, catching his breath, "We can still visit HIM." Megan smiled again, nodding in agreement. Aqualad stayed put. "We have no right to come knocking on his door when he's busy. If he wanted to speak with the team, Wally would have already called, or paid us a visit." Aqualad calmed down, and looked at Robin, who had his arms folded across his chest. "I'm still going." He muttered. Aqualad sighed; he couldn't win this thing for the life of him, "Fine. But, you must have respect for Wally. Maybe he does not wish to-"

"It's Wally, Aqualad. Wally, he wants' to see us. I know it. And he wants' cookies. You're just not feeling the aster."

Aqualad lifted an eyebrow, sighing for the umpteenth time in that hour. Whatever game they were playing, he had just lost, "Do you know where he lives?" Robins face lit up in glee.

"Are you sure this is his house?" Megan asked again. She couldn't believe how nice it was and how good the weather was in Central City at seven at night. A temperate sun lit up everyone's moods and bodies, as they stood outside a large two story house. The brick walls were white, and a tiled red roof covered the building, as well as the patio, front and side entrances. A red car was parked to the side of the home in a rushed fashion, and flower baskets hung neatly from the large wooden out-door ceilings. They strode up some white wooden stairs, towards the blue, half windowed, entrance door; smelling the sweet aroma from the rose-bushes beside the home. All eyes fell on Superboy, who shrugged and walked towards the door. He knocked once, lightly, and backed away in shock, as the sapphire door fell off its hinges. "That...wasn't me." Superboy stated, protecting his image. The group stood mouths agape in astonishment, but after Megan shook the shock off, they followed her lead.

As she walked inside, she tapped lightly on the wall nearest to the entrance, to make her presence be known. No noises came from inside the house, so Robin stepped up to do his bit, "HELLO? WALLY?" Silence, "WE BROUGHT COOKIES."

They heard fumbling in one of the other rooms, and smiled to one another. But after a few minutes of patient Wally didn't walk out of the large white doors on either side of the team, Iris did, from the door closest to what was suspected to be the kitchen. Her red hair was a mess, and mascara was running down her peachy cheeks. Her green eyes looked monotonous, and pained, but they lit up at the sight of the four. "One minute." She left them again, her voice sounded croaky- either under or over used.

For some reason, no one was smiling any more. Robin clenched the two large containers in his hands, his knuckles going white. Superboy gritted his teeth, in the moment, and Aqualad just stared at the floor. Megan was playing with one of the buttons of her civvies cardigan. She was nervous. They heard shuffling again in the other room, and after a few muttered voices, someone else strode into the hallway; Barry. The Flash. His eyes were poufy and red, as was his nose; his hair looked like it had been gelled into a messy frizz atop his head. He looked tired, but smiled- weakly- at the group when he realised who they were. "Can I help?" He asked, his voice sounded shaky, as if he was recovering from a immense blow.

Robin smiled for a few seconds, trying to comprehend the tired words of the usually energetic man, before holding out the containers. "We're here to see Wally...we brought cookies." Barry's whole face lit up, his eyes shone brightly; but then, the joy was flooded out of him as a painful whimpers and whines echoed through the house- they were not of animal nature. The tall man cringed at the sounds, and wrinkles enveloped his forehead. His eyes welled up with a familiar liquid...and the team sprung into action.

"Isheokay?"Aqualad managed to huff out, eyes wide. Barry shook his head, and shut his eyes for a moment, breathing heavily. After calming himself, he smiled weakly once more, and led the group into a different room, away from the hallway, to the left of the way in. The living room. It was very homely. A fireplace and mantle took up the east of the room, as well as a wall of family photographs and smiles. A Christmas tree stood in the western corner of the room, though it was already late January, it should have been put away by now. A blue couch, with a few arm chairs took up the rest of the room; a small TV- that had obviously been moved, its place taken by the artificial tree- was against a wall in the room, a few undone and broken wires zapped out of it. Then the team really started to register the inside of what seemed like a happy room at first.

Some of the photos were smashed, and fragments of an expensive vase were scattered across the floor. Wires sparked; missing the object they belonged to, throughout the whole room muddy footprints coated the floors from an invisible guest, and the blue curtains at the front of the space, waved around in the cool breeze, which was making its way into the area through the shattered window which everyone had failed to notice at first. "What happened? Superboy asked; everyone turned to look at him. Barry sighed, "Someone broke in...We think." His voice had returned to its normal brightness. He tried to flatten his hair, while staying positive. It was a huge shift from what he had been before. "Is Wally okay?" Megan asked, somewhat frightened by the man's speedy transformation. Barry looked her way, his bright emerald eyes dull once more. "We found him around lunchtime in the kitchen. He passed out before we could ask him anything. The back of his head was bleeding...badly. Both his legs are broken...so is his back. We think he might have blood poisoning too, because his arms and legs...and his back, they're all covered in red bumps."

Robin grimaced, imagining what his friend must look like, "Is he still he...is he awake? Did the robbers do that to him?" He almost spat out the words in fury.

Barry smiled gently, "He's a bit better. He was extremely emancipated when he found him. After he fed him, his energy seemed to come back, and the healing process begun. He was awake a few minutes ago...though I'm not sure anymore- we had to re-break his right leg because it was healing wrong. Considering the amount of pain he's in...I doubt he's awake. We tried to treat him here; we're not taking him to the hospital. As soon as he had a bit more strength I'm moving him to the mountains infirmary." He paused, looking at the team, who all looked very angry, "And Wally says, the person who broke in didn't do a thing."

The team, eyes and mouths wide, stared at Barry, until one of them, Aqualad, plucked up the courage to speak. "Then what...happened?" His voice shaking, as his hands. Barry looked on the verge of breaking down in tears, "He said he fell out of bed."

Dun dun DAHHHH! What are we gonna do with Wally? What about teh team?

Oh no! You'r egonna have to read the next chapter to find out!

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