REALLY sorry about how long it's been, so enjoy!

"Someone looks pissed." Jason noted as Dick slammed his front door open, heaving his bag onto the floor and stomping inside. Dick froze and glared up at him,

"When did you get here?" He demanded, he couldn't say that he was angered by his boyfriend's sudden presence, but still, he had wanted some quiet time before their date.

"When did you leave?" Jason shrugged, leaning back against the couch and changing the channel on the T.V.

"Like…2 days ago." Dick grumbled, plopping down on the couch next to him and resting his head against Jason's shoulder. The Red Hood shifted so that Dick could put his head on his lap and the exhausted man happily complied with the offer. Jason absentmindedly stroked Dick's hair out of his face; the long bangs now to the length that they could fall over his eyes when he laid down.

Dick let his eyes droop close as the T.V. flickered in front of him and Jason's soothing hands stroked across his forehead and cheeks. Jason looked down and raised an eyebrow to see Dick asleep in his lap. Smiling to himself he continued flipping through channels until he found the military channel. His little birdie was so cute when he was sleeping.

Artemis laughed as another one of the paint-balls left the chamber and struck Wally right in the cheek. The red-head let out a quick hiss of pain, but then turned on Artemis with a crazed grin. He cackled as he hoisted up his gun and shot her twice, straight in the chest. Artemis gasped when she looked down at the awkward positioning of both shots. Her eyes widened at Wally, as if to ask him why the hell had to just shot her in the breasts, but Wally simply shrugged and began sniggering again as he dove behind one of the obstacles between him and Artemis's teams.

The two had been playing paint-ball now for nearly four hours and were entirely exhausted by the end of it. They waved goodbye to the small group of college-friends that had accompanied them and held hands as they walked away.

"I need a new shirt." Artemis grumbled quietly to herself once the two had gotten out onto the street outside of the paint-ball field.

"Hmm?" Wally asked,

"Shirt, I don't want to walk around with … these pointed out to the world, she motioned to her bosom with their interlinked hands. Wally frowned a bit at the thought of going into a store for however long Artemis intended on being in the store. She wasn't generally one to spend hours shopping, like M'gann, but she still spent her fair amount of time browsing along the displays, and then debating over two, nearly identical, articles of clothing.

"Shirt…" Wally hummed, "Why not a dress?" Artemis shot him a quick look as she began dragging Wally into the front entrance of the mall.

"A dress?" Artemis scoffed, Wally shrugged,

"Get a dress and I'll pay for that, and maybe some ice cream~" He sang. Artemis raised an eyebrow, but decided it wasn't the best idea to question what was going on in that confusing brain of his.

Soon enough Artemis had found a decent store and decided on a simple white, strapless sundress with a skinny brown belt. She had also picked out a pair of flip-flops to go along with the dress, seeing as her muddy sneakers wouldn't have matched too well with the beautiful dress. Wally approved of the outfit, paid, and then allowed her to change.

Artemis stepped into the restroom and stripped off her jacket and pervertedly tagged tank top. She held up the ankle-length dress and smiled, it had been a while since she had worn a dress like this. Silently thanking Wally she shoved her discarded shirt and jacket into her bag and then went to work on her belt and jeans.

While she undressed she attempted to remember the last time she had worn a dress like this one. Nothing really came to mind, other than a few weddings she had attended. Prom as well, but that dress had been a long black dress that had a slit on one side, about an inch of sleeves and a high neckline. It wasn't this delicate, sheer, white fabric that she was now stepping into. She was glad that the dress had no buttons or zippers to wrestle with. She didn't have the faith in herself to have the brain capacity for such tasks. The blonde slid all the clothes into the bag and slipped on the flip flops.

"Hey Wall-" She began and as she walked out of the restroom she realized that Wally was nowhere to be seen. Frowning she spotted a bright envelope taped to the wall across from her with the name 'ARTEMIS' jotted down across the front. Artemis gulped, it was certainly Wally's chicken-scratch hand writing, but she wondered why.

Dear Artemis.

Beatuiful,

Archer,

Radiant,

Royal pain in my ass

Youthful

Xoxoxo,

Wally

Grumbling to herself she flipped the paper over and a ribbon was taped to the other side, some sort of hide and seek game? Maybe a scavenger hunt? She sighed and stuffed the note in her back pocket. B.A.R.R.Y. Barry, he was at Barry's. He honestly had to make these hints harder.

She stepped out of the mall, honestly wanting to call the red-heads uncle and demand what was going on, but truthfully, Wally was quite the little kid, he was probably bored. Well, on the other hand Artemis was tired and sore, she wasn't in the mood for these stupid games.

Untying her hair from its pony tail she let the crimped hair fall around her and then tied the locks back with a small ribbon that she had found inside the envelope.

Barry's wasn't really a surprise, but it was a bloody long walk. She had no intentions of making the several mile trudge all the way to Barry's house, so she waved down a passing Taxi, gave them the address and began to doze off in the back seat.

While she napped her mind began to wander. She began to think of how horribly her body ached, all the way to possible reasons for this scavenger hunt. She prayed silently it wasn't a creative way to break up with her. But she didn't expect something like that from Wally.

Wally. Now that was a topic that her mind could wander to most every second of everyday and still not get tired of the thought. Just the thought of him still made her smile. He was perfect to her, regardless if right now she was slightly peeved that he had left her in the middle of town, alone. But in all honesty she couldn't imagine herself with anyone else, and hoped that Wally shared the same plans as she did. She hoped to marry him someday, if not someday soon. She planned to have children, sure, they had Spitfire, and he certainly acted like a child sometimes, a spoiled child, but still he was their baby.

Then her mind began to dance around the subject of children, names, looks, baby rooms, how her belly button would look when she was pregnant, whether Wally would want to get married first. So many things danced through her mind as she slept there bobbing in and out of reality.

"Ma'am." The older man said from the front seat, Artemis stirred a bit and her eyes flickered open. She rubbed the sleep from her eyes and wiped at her mouth before digging out a few dollars and placing them in the outstretched palm of the man. He nodded to her as he drove away, Barry's neat little house stood in front of her, she stretched, still a bit drowsy from her nap on the drive over, but she still walked up the steps to the white-painted front door. Just as she was about to knock, there was another note on the ground that had her name on it once again,

"What the hell Wally?" She moaned and stooped over, a few spots where she had been shot earlier that day snapped at her in protest, but she managed to stand with the envelope in hand. Undoing the strings that held it together she read the note and placed the small silver bracelet that fell out along with the note between her fingers.

Dragging her attention from the note to the jewelry she smiled, she had pointed this out to Wally a few days back, when they went to get a baby-shower present for an old friend of Wally's. He had instantly told her it was too expensive, fifty dollars, she remembered and laughed, "I'm going to beat that boy for spending so much." She shook her head but still slid it over her hand and looked at the note, thanking God silently that she was able to read Wally's atrocious hand-writing.

Up where we used to sit.

We used to talk.

We used to joke.

Up where we've made promise after promise.

We shared kiss after kiss

We shared laugh after laugh

Up where you used to have to break into to see me.

Artemis rolled her eyes at this, his old bedroom. She had indeed had to break into that room several times in order to see him when he got grounded, which happened quite a few times a month it seemed. But now she had to remind herself how in the world she would get up there. Frowning she went down the steps and walked back around the house. Wally's room was on the second floor on the right side of the house. There was a tree a few feet away. Usually she had Wally to catch her as she jumped from the tree to the window, a nearly 6 foot jump and a 20 foot drop. Rolling her eyes she cursed having to choose a dress and hoisted the loose skirt up and began to climb the tree. And scrambled across the branches, being extremely cautious of the white fabric that continuously tangled around her legs and snagged onto branched and twigs.

Once she reached the right branch she swung herself onto it and began inching across. The gruff texture of the bark bit into her exposed flesh, leaving small white scratches, not yet breaking skin. She was going to make him pay for this. And besides that, the temperature was dropping considerably faster than Artemis wanted it to.

It was nearly three minutes of Artemis struggling with her skirt and the tree before she finally got to the edge. Like the bone head he was, Wally left the window shut, hiding wherever the hell he was in there. Artemis knew that he wouldn't come out of his hiding spot to let her in so she swung to the edge of the branch. The appendage shivered under the weight and began to tilt as she went farther along it. Sucking in one deep breath she leapt for the window. Landing on the small railing with only her forearms as support she scrambled to unlock the door. Yet not only was it shut, it was lock.

"Oh for fucks sake!" Artemis wailed and struggled to hoist herself up again to at least sit on the edge. Pulling the envelope from her pocket she slid the small piece of paper between the small crack in the window until it was able to get close enough to the lock. She pulled up on the envelope and sent the small hook and eye lock open. With a huff of victory she pushed open the window. A sickeningly loud alarm went off as she entered the house. She groaned extremely loud back at it and went to shut it off on the pin pad next to Wally's door.

Flipping around once again to face the room she scanned it.

"Wallace West if you are in here I'm going to kick your as-" She cut off, seeing a single red rose laying on the bed along with another note. With a wail of anguish she grabbed the rose and picked up the note.

Red Head Power.

Frowning Artemis shoved the letter into her pocket along with the others and snagged the rose, on any other day, with much easier obstacles this would have been wonderful, sweet, perfect, but still right now she was PMS-y and cold and sore and she just climbed a tree in a God damn dress. Wally was going to get punched in the face. Soon.

Now, not only did Artemis have to get another cab, or jack one of Barry's cars, which seemed like a very good option right now, but she had to go see Roy. She did not like Roy. Roy did not like Artemis. Why the hell was Wally doing this?

Pounding out of Wally's old room she stormed down the stairs and snagged a pair of keys from the bowl in Barry's kitchen. Jotting down a quick note on a sticky-note she put it by the bowl, saying she was taking his motorcycle.

Finding one of Iris' jackets in the closet by the garage she threw on the leather article and dashed outside. Roy's was another long drive. A very long drive. A drive that took several hours.

Artemis groaned and hopped on the bike, instantly regretting not grabbing a pair of pants, and forced the bike to roar to life. She sped out of the garage, shutting it behind her and began heading to the freeway.

She was halfway through the maze of streets that surrounded Barry's house when it hit her. She wasn't going to Roy's. She was going to Wally and Roy's hangout when the other angry red head visited! Spitting in anger she swerved the bike around and began dashing to an old sports bar that the two frequented. At least Wally was nice enough to not give her a few hours to drive. Hopefully. Oh please let her be right about this.

Artemis entered the bar with a running red nose, and no part of her body that was dry. Now, not only had temperatures reached the forties, oh no, now it was raining. Why the hell did she choose the motorcycle? She swore as she slammed the doors open, marching right up to the counter she extended her hand.

"Where is it?" She growled at the bar tender. The man shot her a look and then laughed,

"Aww yes chérie! La rose est ici!" He said with a heavy Cajun accent and stepped out from behind the counter. He lead her to, what she assumed, was Wally and Roy's usual table which had another rose and another letter.

"Merci." Artemis nodded and the older man smiled.

"Vous is very mignon. Very cute." He laughed and patted her head, she nodded at him and thanked him again for his help and took a seat on the cushioned seat and read the next letter.

Mountain Sweet Mountain

"Mount Justice. Of course." She moaned, standing and tucking the rose inside her jacket along with the other goodies she had gathered she went back out into the rain and hoped onto her bike. "Why did I have to choose Wally, of all men to fall in love with, the one guy that makes his girlfriend ride around the country for hours in the pouring rain because he's bored?" She bitched as the brought the bike to life and road to the closest Zeta-Beam.

"Where?" She growled at Robin, who was sitting on the couch with Conner and M'gann.

"Room." Robin called back to her.

"Thanks." She groaned. Room, that meant either her old room or Wally's old room. She was guessing Wally's but she could check her own old room too. She was sure someone had already moved into it again, she couldn't quite place who, but she really didn't care. Punching in the code to open the door, she found it empty, someone hadn't been there for a few hours, but indeed there was a rose and a note on the bed. She scooped it up and stuffed the two items in her pocket.

She went to Wally's room as well, just to double check, and thankfully, there was another rose and another letter there.

She drew the other note from her pocket and read them both.

Where It All Began.

"Watch Tower?" She pondered, did he mean when they got together, or where they met? She guessed the first and sleepily began to shuffle to the zeta-beam again. She didn't have enough energy for this in all honesty, she just wanted to sleep, and now it was nearing 9 o'clock and she was still wet and tired. She hoped there weren't twelve fucking roses.

"And here." She moaned seeing two roses on the floor in the exact spot where Wally had first kissed her, so many years ago. She smiled for the first time since Wally ditched her and picked up the note and the flowers.

See You At Home, Babe

It read. She grinned. Thank. God. She was ecstatic to finally be going home. Home was wear food, sleep, and a shower was. Where she could beat the living hell out of Wally for making her do this.

The ride home was the worst. The temperature had dropped even more, and thus it had begun to snow. Sitting on a motorcycle in twenty degree, snowy weather was definitely worthy of killing Wally over. She rung out her sopping hair at the last stop light before she reached their apartment and got as many snow flakes off of it as she could.

The light flicked green and she was promptly rear-ended by a small slug bug behind her. She jerked forward and tumbled off the bike. Glaring over her shoulder, she saw the frantic elderly lady behind her begin to unbuckle herself to see if Artemis was all right. She was fine. She had to dodge a few cars that sped past, flipping her off and screaming at her to get off the road, but she was fine. Only a small cut on her arm. She walked to the now open door of the VW and frowned at her,

"I'm fine. Watch yourself from now on." Artemis grumbled at the old lady who was at a loss for words as Artemis stormed away and leapt back on her bike, clutching at her now bleeding arm.

She parked the bike and stormed up the stairs. Great, now she'd have to buy Iris a new jacket AND pay for repairs for the bikes back lights. That AND all the roses had been squished during her fall and were loosing broken petals in a pathway behind her.

Slamming the door open she glared to see one rose sitting on the floor. Swearing she swooped to pick it up. Her joints and cuts screeched at her for the hundredth time that night as she picked it up, only to see another, and another, and another leading in a small pathway into the bedroom.

"Oh please tell me this isn't what I think it's about." She growled, stooping over and picking up rose after rose, five in total.

She finally opened the door to the bedroom and found Wally, down on one knee, with the last rose and a small green ring box. Artemis dropped the roses and found herself glaring at him instead of the weightless joy she expected to feel when she was proposed to.

"Artemis Crock…" Wally began.

"Hell. No." Artemis snapped and stormed past him. The red head looked like he was shot as she began to untangle her hair from the ribbon and went to sliding off her jacket which was now caked with blood. She tore open the drawer and pulled out a pair of pajamas before going to the bathroom that was connected to the bedroom and stripping off all of her drenched clothes.

When she came out of the shower and had dried her hair, Wally still sat in the same spot on the floor, "Artemis?" He stammered when she exited the restroom in an overly large, pink, fluffy robe.

"Huh?" She asked and then looked at the box. She walked over to it and opened it, "Of course." She grinned at him and he beamed,

"R-really?" he stumbled to his feet and pulled the ring from the box before sliding it onto Artemis' hand.

"Who else would make sure you don't make some other woman endure that horrible torture?" Artemis laughed and then crushed her lips against his,

"I thought," Wally began when their lips were separated, but she instantly pressed them back together, "I was being," he tried again, only to receive one more peck, "romantic." Artemis shook her head and laughed.

"Nice try." She winked and went back to pressing her lips against his.

Dick woke up in his bed, tucked into the covers and pulled into Jason's chest. He blushed but didn't move, taking in the sights and sweet smells of his sleeping partner. Somehow he felt a ping of regret and betrayal plant itself deep into his stomach as Wally's face flew into memory. Why would he feel bad about cuddling with Jason when he knew Wally felt no regret with Artemis? Still he couldn't quite clear his conscious. Jason exhaled deeply and shifted under Dick's weight,

"Mornin' birdie." Jason slurred, rubbing his eyes and stretching, Dick smiled up at him and all the guilt fluttered away.

"Morning." He yawned and let Jason wrap an arm around him. It wasn't until his face was being pressed into Jason's chest that he realized it was entirely bare, along with his own.

"You took off my shirt?" Dick scowled up at the younger man with disbelief plain on his face,

"Too warm out for shirts." Jason replied simply, Dick rolled his eyes and buried his face once again into Jason's chest. But this time Jason slipped his index finger underneath Dick's chin and tilted it up so that he could press his lips to the other's. Dick welcomed this and moved so he was practically sitting on top of Jason, with his legs on either side of his hips. Dick pulled away again,

"Are you kidding me?" He laughed, Jason raised an eyebrow,

"What?" He demanded,

"Pants!" Dick sighed pointing down at Jason who was only in his boxers.

"Feel lucky yours stayed on." Jason winked and leaned up once again to kiss Dick, the two were pulled back into the kiss and Dick felt Jason wrap his arms around his waist. Dick smiled a bit into the kiss and went to deepen it while he tangled his hands into Jason's hair.

It wasn't until Jason had his thumb hooked around one of Dick's belt loops that Dick heard the doorbell. He pulled back slightly and huffed, Jason shot him a look of 'just leave it' but of course Dick shimmied himself off of the bed and onto the floor. He hadn't even taken notice of his own appearance until he opened the door and saw Wally. The red head turned to him and his eyes opened widely.

"Hey." Dick smiled at him, "You're here-"

"Am…umm am I interrupting something?" he asked awkwardly gesturing to Dick disheveled appearance, messed up hair, lack of shirt, and the fact that his pants were undone. Dick's face turned beet red as he shook his head,

"Oh! Umm…no, yeah, I mean nothing really." He stuttered while Wally just sat there and nodded. The two awkwardly stood in the door way, and soon enough Jason got bored sitting all alone in Dick's room and chose then to appear, in nothing but loose fitting boxers, from around the corner. Wally looked over Dick's shoulder and gapped.

"Ohhhhhh" He nodded, "Umm I can come back later, it's really no big deal!" He began to excuse himself before Dick opened the door enough for him to step in and pulled the red head inside.

"Jason, bedroom, now." Dick called back to the man who was now cracking open a beer and rummaging through the rest of the refrigerator. Jason stood up, glared at Wally, sighed but then retreated back to the bedroom, muttering several profanities underneath his breath.

"So, what did you need?" Dick asked, buttoning and zipping his jeans and moving over to the couches as if nothing happened. Wally was silent for a few minutes before he sat down across from Dick.

"I did know you were…" He began, but then cut off.

"Gay?" Dick pursed his lips,

"Yeah." Wally said,

"Well, yeah, umm that was my boyfriend Jason. JASON SAY HI!" Dick called into the bedroom, Jason's head popped around the wall, he flashed Wally the middle finger and slipped back into the room,

"HI!" He yelled at the duo sitting in the living room and went about attempting to find the some bloody horror movie on the T.V. in Dick's room.

"Nice guy." Wally said awkwardly, Dick laughed,

"Once you get to know him he isn't half bad." Wally suddenly blinked over at Dick,

"Wait…Jason?" He asked, Dick nodded, "As in Todd?" He demanded again, Dick suddenly knew where he was going with this and hesitated before giving him a nod, "You're dating…the Red Hood?" Wally stammered in disbelief,

"Surprise!" Dick sighed, "Well you're dating the daughter of Sports Master!" He retorted, Wally lifted his hands up,

"That's a little bit different!" He said,

"Just don't tell Bats!" Dick said instantly,

"Wait…Bats doesn't know?!" Wally suddenly was extremely terrified that if the bats found out, he'd blame Wally for not telling him about the 'relationship' between two of his ex-Robins. After all, now he'd be considered a witness…oh God…Bats was going to kill him if he ever found out!

"No! Bats doesn't know! Besides, he's not gonna find out!" Dick grumbled and began scavenging around the room for a jacket. Finding one of Jason's button downs, he settled for this and did the buttons up the plaid shirt.

"Does he know that your…umm"

"Yes! Yes, he knows!" Dick informed him, "He was a little shocked at first, but he's living with it." The younger man shrugged and leaned back against the couch across from Wally, "Are you okay with it?" He asked hesitantly.

"Huh? Oh ummm yeah, I think so… it's just…I mean I … yeah." Wally nodded rubbing the back of his neck, "How long?" Wally asked,

"How long, what?" Dick questioned,

"Have you been uh, you know what I mean!" Wally insisted,

"Umm…not really."

"You know what, never mind!" Wally sighed and ran his hand through his fiery hair,

"Oh! Um I found out when I was thirteen and then the Jason thing has been nearly five months." Dick said, Wally nodded and rubbed his hands together,

"Alrighty! So, um I was here because I need to ask you a favor!"

"Anything, dude."

"Well, would you sing at my wedding?" Dick's heart dropped into the pit of his stomach he was in no way prepared for that atomic bomb. His head spun and his stomach clenched up, along with his fists. He knew one day this would happen, he knew that some horrible day that this dreadful news would come to him. But why today? Why not tomorrow? Or next week? Why ever? Wally and Artemis were too young! Far too young! They couldn't be making this commitment. Well they had been living together since they were eighteen, but still, this meant Dick would never have a chance with Wally. This realization hit him slow and hard, straight into his chest.

"Y-your wedding?" He choked, and instantly the high of seeing Wally was gone.

"Yeah, I kinda proposed yesterday." Wally was beaming, "She, thankfully, said yes…after a while!"

"Why didn't you tell me?!" Dick demanded, attempting to hide his anger and jealousy that slowly bubbled up inside of him.

"Because you didn't ask!" Dick huffed,

"I shouldn't have to ask!" He groaned and ran his hands over his eyes,

"I thought you'd be happy about this." Wally snapped, Dick put up his hands defensively and nodded, attempting to back out of the angry-Wally-zone.

"I'm extremely happy for you! I would love to sing…but…how did you know I sang?" Dick asked,

"You sing in the shower." Wally shrugged, "I thought you sounded pretty awesome." Dick nodded and rubbed his hands together, attempting the clear the sobs and knots from his throat as he cleared it.

"Do you have any songs picked out?" Wally smiled and drew a paper out of his pocket,

"Come To Me and Beautiful Soul, both by Jesse McCartney, just those at the moment. Do you know them?" Wally asked,

"Huh? Oh yeah of course I know them!" Dick forced a small grin onto his lips and took the paper from Wally's hand, letting his hand linger near Wally's longer then need-be.

Wally lay awake that night. He watched Artemis' shoulders bob up and down as she inhaled and exhaled. She watched her fluttering eyelashes flicker as she dreamed. He looked at her blonde hair, which was now down and sprawled out all over her form. She was so beautiful. But something dug into the back of his mind. He glanced at his left hand and sighed. He needed to go for a walk.

Aww snap.

Sorry you guys for the extremely long wait, and I know after all that time, this is what I give to you! I'm a horrible person I know! I know it's not really long, but a LOT happens.

So yes, it's opening week of the play I'm in right now, How To Succeed In Business Without Really Trying, so I've been very busy with previews and rehearsals and such. So, yes after this week, more updates, expect it!

Review though guys! Looking through reviews is what got me motivated to stay up…way too late seeing as I'm sick right now and should be going to bed really early…and writing!

So, some of you may be wondering, but yes, the proposal was based on a true story. Pretty much all of it. Even the initial rejection. Haha. Yeah. Not mine! A friend's mother's….it's complicated.

REVIEW and…cast your vote for right now, how are you feeling about this engagement, huh?