justTHATguyOVERthere "You'll find out when the time is right *smirk* *evil laugh* *steps back into the shadows* *disappears but laughing continues*" Sorry, had to! LOL

steelec1 you won't find out about Cheshire anytime soon.


Guys, I am so sorry this took like a month when I said I wouldn't. I hope you like this chapter. Things actually happen in it!


Chapter 8

Wallace West

Since the speech, everyone has been keeping an eye on Richard. No one dares to leave him without the companion of at least one person. I'm actually quite happy at this development; at least this won't happen again. Or at least I hope it won't.

Richard still hasn't woke up, but I guess if someone shot me up with painkillers, I wouldn't either. Then again, my fast metabolism might have burnt it out already.

I go to visit the little troll every day. Today, Dick remains still. His face is really clammy, but color was slowly returning to his cheeks. The blood transfusion was doing nicely in helping that calamity. However, the heart beat monitor is the only indicator at first glance that shows he is alive.

To my complete surprise, everyone took Artemis's secret pretty well. No one has given her grief about it. Well, not yet anyways.

Mr. Broodilicious was in a sour mood, surprise, surprise. The only thing keeping his wrath at bay was that darling British guy.

The team, minus Conner (who was on watch duty), was in the library hanging out. I personally wasn't reading, more like on the computer playing video games. Gosh, I couldn't wait until Dick was awake so I could play real video games again.

Not that that's the only reason I want him to wake up.

Barbara never came back after that day, but that didn't stop her from calling every other minute. I swear to Richard every time I come to visit him that she's in love with him. He denies it every time. Hey, if Dick wasn't going to tap that, I knew someone who would.

"Masters and Mistresses, Master Richard has awoken." Alfred says, interrupting my thoughts.

My eyes widen involuntarily and I smile. I turn to the others. They don't look as excited as I do, but I know they are relieved.

I believe they are actually going to try now. They may not like Dick, but I know they don't want a dead kid on their hands.

I stand up and rush past Alfred. I throw open the door. Dick is setting up eating soup and watching TV. Bruce is sitting beside him.

"Dude! My amigo! You have returned to me!" I yell and wrap my arms around him.

He gasps and gives a strangled cry.

"Dude, I know I'm irresistible, but restrain yourself." He tells me.

"Yeah, about as irresistible as a Brussel sprout." I retort.

"Hey, Brussel sprouts are awesome."

"Whatevs." I say, rolling my eyes.

"Hey, what happened anyway?" I ask.

Bruce clears his throat and stands up, turning to Richard.

"That was what I was here to ask, actually."

"Gee, and I thought you were here out of joy of seeing me." Richard says, seemingly joking.

Bruce seems to take it as one and ignores him. I sneak glances at Dick as Bruce stares at him. Something wasn't right.

Dick looks down, then looks around the room to see if the team was around.

"This room is soundproof, Richard." Bruce assures, kind of agitated.

Dick rubs the back of his neck nervously.

"I'm kind of embarrassed, actually." He starts. "I was just brushing my teeth and the dude snuck up behind me. I didn't see him until I saw him in the mirror behind me."

"What all happened?" I ask.

"Well," Dick looks up. "When I saw him, I turned around, but he wasn't behind me. Then, I turned back around and he was perched on my sink. He punched me in the face and I fell to the ground. He got on top of me and sat on me! Like I was a chair or something! The nerve…"

"Dick…" Bruce warns.

"Yeah. Anyway, he looked around. It was funny, he didn't have anything on him. All the dude had on was a casual outfit and a ski mask. No knifes or guns or anything. I punched him in the stomach, but he wouldn't get off of me. Then, he took my razor off of my counter and started cutting like crazy."

"What did he look like?" Mr. Wayne asks.

"Bruce, I just said he was dressed casual and had on a frickin SKI Mask! Get your head in the game." Dick says, crossing his arms.

Bruce scowls.

"Don't talk to me in that tone." He says, then walks out.

Bruce closes the door then leaves me and Dick alone.

"So… what happened to your chemistry?" I ask.

Dick feebly punches my shoulder, but doesn't say anything.

"Anything important happening while I was asleep?" he asks.

"Well, I hooked up with this hot Asian chick, but she turned out to be an S&M goo roo. Had to ditch her." I say. "Not into flogging and all that submissive/dominant crap."

"More like you're not into anything, you virgin."

"Look who's talking!"

"Anyway, what really happened? Did the team rejoice or something?" He asks.

"No," I say, hoping this will cheer him up. "They were kind of worried."

"I bet Bruce kicked their asses…"

"Master Dick!" Alfred exclaims, entering the room.

Dick's face turns red.

"Sorry, Alfred."

"Don't sorry my bloody bossom! No cookies for an hour!"

Richard's eyes widen.

"Alfred, please! Anything but that!"

"It's either that or I tell Master Bruce."

"I'm good. Cookies smookies. Who even likes cookies? So yummy and delicious… "

I turn to Alfred.

"And I was getting him to be in a good mood, too."

"And you too, Master Wallace."

"Hey!"

Alfred stares at us before he sits down the tea he had brought in. When he finally leaves and closes the door, Dick and I sigh in relief.

"Oh!" I say, remembering something. "Barbara came in."

Dick sits up real quick and his eyes widen.

"I thought she was mad at me." He says.

"Oh, she still is. Her exact words were something along the lines of 'just because he is sick, won't save him from my wrath.'" I tell him.

Dick chuckles and wipes an invisible tear from his face.

"She's a piece of work sometimes." He confesses.

"Yeah, a hot, smoking piece of work. If you won't take the bite, I will."

Dick rolls his eyes.

"Have her all you want. I don't dig her that way." He says.

"Ooo. Don't let hothead learn that tidbit."

"Whatever, Walls."

"BT DUBs," I say, remembering one last thing. "Barbara said something really strange. It's not my fault, so don't let Bruce beat me up. I swear, I will clean your whole room if you don't get mad…"

I keep stuttering different incoherent things while not realizing Dick is calling to me.

"Dude." Dick says, trying to get my attention.

"What?"

"Just tell me what it is."

"Barbara has a tiny, tiny, this tiny," I put up my pointer and thumb to show how tiny. "miniscule idea of your secret."

Dick shifts in his hospital bed.

"What all does she know?" he asks in a small voice.

"She knows you're hiding something. She just doesn't know what."

"I guess I'll just have to keep watch." He says, then winces.

"What?"

Dick lets his head fall back onto his pillow.

"Maybe knocking her out with no explanation wasn't the best way to keep a secret."

"It wasn't a good idea, period."

"What wasn't a good idea?" a voice asks behind us.

Dick and I turn to see the team in their civvies standing at the doorway.

"What do you guys want?" Dick asks, trying to get off the issue. "Here to gloat about me being defenseless?"

M'gann shuffles her feet and looks to the ground.

"We just wanted to say we are really sorry about not taking your safety as seriously as we should have." She says.

Dick's face softens a tad, then hardens back up again.

"Don't think this means we like you or anything. You are still a toad." Artemis says.

A few of the others nod their heads a tad.

Richard says nothing, but instead looks down on his lap. When Dick continues not to say anything, the team quietly leaves the room. The room is now covered in a silence. I don't really have anything else to say, so I leave the room. Dick doesn't say anything, so I close the door behind me.

The tense atmosphere is starting to get to me. I need to get out of here for a while. I super speed out to the front door and sit on the steps for a second. I look up to a redheaded girl with a shocked expression on her face. My jaw goes slack.

"He… hey, Barbara! Fancy seeing you here? Shouldn't you be in school?" I ask, hoping she didn't see anything.

"School… let out… a while ago." She stutters.

Well shit.

I go to say something, but Barbara beats me to it.

"I knew Dick was hiding something, but I never thought you…"

She didn't need to say anything more, I now knew that she had seen me, and my cover was blown. My blood seems to freeze and I am now stuttering trying to make a reasonable sentence.

"It's not what it looks like!" I yell just a bit too loudly.

"Oh, it is perfectly what it looks like. Are you the Flash?" she asks.

I sigh, there was no way I was getting out of this, and it was because of my stupidity. I swear, this is the worst coincidence ever. I literally just got done talking to Dick about this.

I sigh.

"No, I'm… Kid Flash." I admit, looking down to my lap.

"Does Dick know?" she whispers.

I nod my head.

"Oh, gosh." Barbara says. "That means…"

Babs is smarter than I thought. Well, her dad is the police commissioner.

"The rest of the teens staying with you?" she partially asks, hoping I will answer.

I sigh, she already knows mine, and I can't let her know the others.

"It isn't my right to tell you other people's identities."

Barbara blinks.

"Of course. I already had an inkling, anyway." She replies.

"You can't tell anyone, please." I beg.

Babs looks up at me and frowns.

"You think I'm that shallow?"

My eyes widen and I quickly assure her.

"No, no! It's just… a precaution." I say.

We both stay silent for a few moments.

"I'm guessing you won't tell me Dick's secret?"

I scowl at her.

"You think I'm that shallow?" I ask, emphasizing the 'I'm'. "Besides, who says he has a secret?"

"The fact that there is one." Babs says. "I'm not dumb."

"I never said you were."

Another awkward silence.

"Can you take me to where Dick is staying?" she asks.

I nod and stand up from the stairs. We go through the hallways.

"Why do you want to know this 'secret' anyway, if there was one?" I ask.

"How is that any of your business?" she snaps.

"How is his secret any of your business?"

"Touché." Babs says, while sighing. "I just… I'm just not ready to admit the reason yet. If I even know it myself."

We reach Dick's door and I open it. He was reading a book. He looks up and his face sets in a line.

"Hey, Barbara."

I rub the back of my neck.

"Hey, Dick?" I ask.

I shuffle my feet a little, not looking at him.

"What, Walls."

"She knows!" I just blurt out.

Dick's eyes widen and he drops his book.

"Motherfucker say what?"

"She knows who I am and who the team is." I tell him, trying to signal that she doesn't know his secret.

"And how did this occur, Wallace?" Dick asks, getting professional.

I gulp, I was in so much shit right now I can't even.

I tell Dick everything that happened outside, with a little commentary from Barbara every now and then. By the time I'm done, Dick is like a statue.

"You are so lucky that these walls are soundproof. Bruce and Conner would be in here to ring your useless neck."

You'd think Babs would try to defend me and say how some of this was her fault, but nooooo! Slut faced ho bag.

"This is so no asterous. Bruce is going to kill me, it is official!" Dick rambles on.

Barbara freezes behind me. I turn around and she is staring ahead at Dick. I don't think she is even breathing. I wave my hand in front of her face; Babs isn't even moving. That's when I get it, and I think Dick does too.

"Your…" she breathes out. "Robin, aren't you?"

Dick and I freeze. No, Dick and I were not just going to get killed. No. Batman was personally going to wring our necks, slit our throats and hang us up to dry, drag us up from hell, then do it again.

Dick stays silent.

"I always thought you said those words because Robin did and you just idolized him or something. I never thought… but after finding out about Wally… and you saying that… it just clicked. Oh, gosh."

She closes her eyes. However, a few seconds later, her eyes shoot open and the next thing Babs says guaranties Dick and my death.

"Bruce Wayne is Batman!" she shouts, then covers her mouth.

I do the first thing that comes to mind, I grab Dick's book and hit her upside the head.

"Wally-Chop!"

"WALLY! WHAT THE HELL?" Dick asks, looking at Barbara's unconscienced body.

"I panicked! I swear!"

"You fucking idiot." He says, then get out of the bed and goes to the bed, barricading it. "Want something done right, you do it yourself."


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