A/N: I swear I didn't forget about this. Time just has a funny way of getting away from me…

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Silver

The five of us stood in front of Batman for a debriefing at the center of Mount Justice, having just returned from Santa Prisca. Kobra was trafficking his Venom again, and Bane apparently tried to get involved. We'd been sent in for covert operations, but covert is a nonexistent thing whenever Wally is involved. I snuck a quick glance at him and rolled my eyes. Still, the mission was a success, and we finally decided on a leader.

Aqualad. Not myself, as I had been expecting. Being the first meant I had more experience than them all; I was more than capable as a hero. But this team thing? I had grown accustomed to working with one person, one partner. Suddenly, I had four.

Make new friends, but keep the old…

My lips twitched downward into a frown as we were dismissed. Turning away from the group, I walked slowly through the hallway to the room I had been given, pausing only to wait for the door to slide open and shut behind me. Unclasping my cape and hanging it over the desk chair, I stripped off my costume quickly, replacing it with my favorite green hoodie and jacket. My mask peeled off next, making sure no spirit gum residue remained before I slipped my sunglasses over my eyes, sighing at the necessary darkness.

Batman gave us a chance-forming the team, even going so far as to recruit new members like Miss Martian last week. He knows what all of us are capable of, he sees their potential as heroes…as well as mine. He didn't seem surprised that I wasn't elected as leader, either. I'm not good enough…I know more about this than any of them, and I'm still not good enough. A puff of air escaped my lips, fingers automatically threading through my hair in frustration. This shouldn't be so difficult; we're all well-versed in the basics, at least. And yet…I couldn't predict their moves, and they couldn't predict mine. I was beginning to see precisely how well Batman and I worked together, a stark contrast to my performance with the team lately.

Suddenly an arm looped around my shoulders, shaking me playfully and snapping me out of my thoughts. Apparently, I'd wandered out of my room and headed for the zeta beam while I thought, subconsciously directing myself to get back to the Manor. Maybe I could train with the simulations, or something. Update the programming to allow more than one ally.

"Dude, where are you going?" Wally's voice was loud in my ear, his arm still tight around my shoulders. I rolled my eyes and shoved him away gently, readjusting my jacket.

"Back to the Batcave. I have a program I wanted to test out." He shook his head even before I finished speaking, grabbing my sleeve and tugging me in the opposite direction of the zetas, towards the living room and kitchen.

"Wrong answer." M'gann looked up from her cookbook and bowl of batter to smile at me cheerfully as Wally pulled me into the room, letting go of my sleeve to drop himself onto the nearest couch. "We're having a movie night. Complete with some homemade snackage—isn't that right, Beautiful?" His head tipped backwards, catching M'gann's eye as her smile widened.

"I do want to try out some of these recipes from He—ah, this cookbook I found!" A movie night…? I looked around—Kaldur in one of the chairs, watching Wally's failed attempts at flirting with amusement. Conner, arms crossed and quietly brooding on the couch opposite from Wally.

"Are you able to stay, or do you need to return to Gotham?" I brought my gaze back to our new leader, a slow smirk forming on my lips as I shook my head and walked over behind the couch Wally had claimed. Flicking his forehead playfully, I snickered at his surprised yelp, putting one hand on the back of the couch and vaulting over it to land with a bounce on the free cushion.

"Nah," I pulled out my phone, sending a quick text to Batman that I would be home late, "I can stay."

One is silver and the other's gold…