So sorry if I missed any typos in this chapter. I have a fever/I'm on a high because my team just won the national championship!


M'gann stared up at the mansion, her hand inches away from the doorknob. Part of her did not want to go in there. She had a feeling that Robin's darkest secrets were hidden away in that building. What she had seen already-his dead family, the villains he'd faced, his memories from his childhood-would be nothing in comparison. M'gann was sure of that. She didn't want to go in, but she had to. Robin would be in the mansion, stored away with his secrets. That much she was sure of.

She took a deep breath and opened the door. It swung open easily and let her into the mansion's foyer. A crystal chandelier hung over her head and illuminated the room nicely. There were doorways on either side of her that led to different rooms and two gently curving staircases in front of her.

"Left, right, or up…" M'gann murmured to herself and looked around. She chose to go right and ended up walking into a living room type area. The only light in this room came from the marble fireplace. It cast dark shadows across the bookcases and lavish furniture. Above the fireplace was a portrait of Dick and a man. Dick looked older than the other incarnations of him that she'd seen. In fact, he looked about the same age as he was now. The man wasn't one that M'gann recognized. He had a hand on Dick's shoulder, and both were smiling slightly. Who was the man with him, she wondered? A distant relative? Or perhaps Robin was adopted? There was no such thing as adoption on Mars. You just got handed off to a family member. But apparently, on Earth, they had a different way of doing things. If a child's parents died and there were no family members that could take care of them, they were given to complete and total strangers. The very idea had horrified M'gann when she'd first seen it on television, and she'd gone to her uncle not believing that it was true.

Is this man Batman? M'gann wondered suddenly. She'd never seen Batman without his mask on. But the man certainly seemed stern enough to be Batman, even though he was smiling…

She tore herself away from the portrait and the room. She continued on into what looked like a game room. There were old pinball machines, arcade games, and a large flat screen TV mounted in front of a comfortable couch and two beanbag chairs. It wasn't hard to deduce who spent the most time in this room. M'gann smiled slightly as she opened the next door. It let it into a dimly lit hallway. Apprehension suddenly filled her. She got a bad feeling from this hallway. It felt…lonely. Isolated.

And suddenly the skeletons were there. They seemed to appear out of nowhere at the end of the hallway. If at all possible, they looked worse than when she'd seen them in the circus tent. Rotting meat still clung to some of their splintered bones and their eyes were filled with malice. They came staggering towards her. Limping and jerking, trying to walk on their ruined limbs. M'gann screamed and jumped into the air, flying backwards until she hit the wall. Fear was taking over. Something horrible would happen if the skeletons grabbed her. They would drag her down into death with them, they'd hurt her, they'd make her pay for not dying with the rest of her family-!

M'gann screamed and held her hands up, hitting the skeletons with a blast of energy. They stumbled slightly, grunting. Then they kept coming towards her.

"No no no no…" M'gann whimpered.

"We'll be a family again-"

xxxx

The sound of the monitors woke Conner up.

He'd fallen asleep in a chair while sitting at M'gann's bedside. One of her monitors was beeping and showing her heart rate had increased. Conner frowned and stood up. He yelled for someone to come help and looked worriedly at M'gann. Her expression had turned to one of fear. She started tossing and turning, almost ripping out one of the IVs in her arm. Conner grabbed her hand to keep her from hurting herself. His blue eyes grew large and he suddenly collapsed, falling face-first on to the floor.

Artemis came running in. Wally limped in after her, hindered by his crutches.

"What's going on-….Conner?" Artemis hurried over to Conner and knelt beside him. She began to shake his shoulder, trying to get him to stir. "Conner? Conner!"

"Oh, great…" Wally muttered under his breath. Kaldur hurried in behind him. "Supey fainted."

Kaldur narrowed his silver eyes at Conner, then looked at M'gann. "…I don't think he fainted, my friend…"

When Artemis heard his words, her breath caught in her throat. "You don't think she…on accident…she pulled him in…no. No, go get Batman. This wasn't part of the plan!" She looked fearfully at her remaining teammates. "We should never have let her do this! Now we're going to lose her and Robin and Conner!"

Kaldur moved forward. "Artemis, calm yourself. We are not going to lose any of them."

"Yeah, you said it yourself." Wally limped over.

The young archer shook her head. "No. No, we can't let this go on. I'm waking her up!"

Wally's green eyes grew larger. "No, you can't! She's Robin's only hope!" He grabbed one of her arms, supporting himself with one crutch.

Artemis reached out and grabbed M'gann's arm with one hand. She tried to shake Wally off, but his grip on her arm was strong. She turned her attention back to M'gann. "M'gann, wake up! Wake up! You have to-"

Without warning, they both collapsed. Right on top of Conner.

"…this is going to be a problem." Kaldur sighed. He backed out of the room and ran down the hall, calling for Batman.

xxxx

Conner opened his eyes. His vision swam as he slowly sat up. The young alien looked around to try to get his bearings. To his shock, he wasn't in the Infirmary anymore. He wasn't even in the cave anymore. Conner had woken up in a dimly lit hallway. A familiar scream drew his attention to the other end of the hall. M'gann was crouched in the corner, shaking with fear. A group of mangled skeletons was almost upon her. They were stretching out their cracked and twisted limbs to grab her. Conner yelled and ran at them without hesitation. He slammed into the group, causing two to shatter and fall into a pile of bones. The others he took out with two swift punches and one stomp. (One of them was crawling its way across the ground, for whatever reason.) M'gann stared up at him, stunned.

"How did you…they didn't…whenever I…how…" M'gann stuttered.

Before he could answer, (or even try to figure out an answer) something fell on top of him and knocked him on to all-fours.

"….oh shit."

That was all Wally could say. That was all any of them could say, once Artemis and Wally had gotten off of Conner's back. The four of them looked at each other in a stunned silence. None of them were sure what to do or what to say.

"…how did we get here! Where are we?" Artemis finally exploded, shattering the silence into a million pieces. She looked around frantically in hopes that she might somehow recognize where they were. Or, even better, that she wasn't where she thought she was. "This makes no sense!"

M'gann slowly got to her feet. She leaned against the wall, pressing one hand to her head. "I must have…I must have brought you in here by accident…"

"…I was holding your hand." Conner said suddenly. "In the desert, when we'd lost our memories…I held your hand while you were fighting, and it was like you'd just pulled me into your mind."

She nodded slowly, thinking back to when he'd helped her fight. "I'm so sorry…I didn't mean for this to happen! I was freaking out because the skeletons…it felt like…" M'gann's legs felt weak. If she hadn't been leaning on the wall, she was certain she would have collapsed. "I was feeling Robin's fear…he's terrified of those…of those things." She nudged one of the bones gingerly with her foot. Conner set a comforting hand on her shoulder. M'gann hugged him gratefully, not caring if Wally saw. Though the speedster was too intent on looking around to notice.

Wally walked down the length of the hall, running his hand along the wall. "He told me about this hall. When we were younger…he said he had nightmares about this one hall. I think this is the one, anyway." He turned back to the others. There was a fascinated gleam in his eyes. The fear and shock that the others were feeling was not present in Wally's mind. This was perfect for him. Now he didn't have to feel useless. He could find his friend and maybe learn a few things about the human subconscious along the way. And the best part: his foot wasn't injured in Robin's mind. Which was definitely a perk.

"So…what is this place? His home or something?" Artemis asked as she glanced around gingerly.

"Yes." M'gann said as she began to recover. "At least, I think so."

"It is." Wally confirmed.

She floated ahead of the group, feeling the need to lead the group out of the hallway. "How long have I been under?"

"Two weeks." Conner answered immediately. "And Robin almost died the other day."

This news shocked M'gann. Two weeks? It didn't even feel like two hours! Only then did it occur to her that time might not pass the same way in Robin's subconscious. She could have been in here for years and not have ever realized it. That thought was enough to frighten her. "Robin almost died?" She thought back to the collapse. It made sense, now that she looked at it. As did the storm that accompanied it. Robin's mind had been shutting down.

"Wally saved him." Artemis said, glancing at the redhead. He seemed to be uncomfortable about this, because he suddenly became very interested in the rug on the floor.

Conner was right behind her as she led them into a new room. This area, she assumed, was their dining room. It was fairly large and spacious. There was a long mahogany table that could have easily seated fifty people. A dark red table cloth was thrown across it. Though only three places were set at the very end of the table.

"So Robin's a rich kid." Artemis said, frowning slightly as they walked along the table. "Speaking of Robin…where is he?"

M'gann stopped at the end of the table to look at the three places set. One for Dick and his adoptive father, maybe? But who was the third for? "I…I don't know. I know he's in here somewhere. This is the very center of his mind. I think this is where he stores everything really important. From his identity to his most secret dreams." She frowned slightly and picked up one of the glasses that was set out. Suddenly, she seemed to get an idea. The Martian girl looked at Wally. "You know him best, Wally. If Robin is in this house somewhere, he'll be in the room that means the most to him. Do you know what that is?"

"That'd have to be the sitting room on the top floor." Wally replied. "He told me that's where he slept until he was ten."

Artemis raised an eyebrow. "Why not in his actual room?"

"Too big, too dark, too empty." Wally answered simply.

"And he told you all of this?" She put her hands on her hips and raised an eyebrow.

Wally shrugged. "He tells me lots of things."

M'gann grinned. Finally, there was a lead. Before she'd been wandering aimlessly in hopes that she would eventually stumble upon Robin. And it occurred to her now that she might have wandered aimlessly for years until she found him. But now she knew where to look, and she had help.

They would find Robin, she knew. They would find him and bring him home.