So good people of fanfiction. I Made a mistake and posted this chapter when making a correction. So I want to thank Darth Jennab for informing me of my goof up. SO some of you may had a preview. If you have read this chapter. Please read chapter 9 again. It will make a ton more sense. Promise.

Whereabouts Unknown

Ch. 10 Hospitalized

…Willow…

I laid curled up in a small ball pushed against my head board. A small red Flash blanket draped over my shoulders. The box sat on top of my dresser, as far away from me as physically possible in the tiny room. Instead of opening the cardboard storage container, I've stared at it. That feeling in my stomach only grew stronger. Tim's words rung through my head. I broke my gaze turning my head to the right, towards the digital clock on my desk.

The time was 5:36.

I'd been starting at the box for 2 hours and 43 minutes.

"What are you so afraid of, Willow?" I spoke the words softly, allowing them to echo before thinking of the answer. The truth. I looked back at the box.

All the questions the box could answer ran through my head, but the most important one repeated. The only real question that concerned me. I gulped at the thought.

"Who is my father?" I asked the box. The words felt strange on my tongue, heavy and nonsensical. I closed my eyes and tried to breathe. In all honestly, the box could have nothing to do with a question like that. It could be only superhero things my mom collected. Everything in the box could be newspaper articles on the young heroes of the Young Justice team. Heck the girl in the photo may not actually be my mom.

No. There was no doubt of the identity of the archer girl, my mother. But there was no reason to think my father's identity would be reveled if I peeked inside. Once more Tim's words lingered in my head, Regret. I laughed. Why would I regret knowing? It's not like my dad's a crazy psycho child killer. My eyes widened.

My dad could be a villain. He could have been the reason for my mom leaving the team. I could be related to a villain. An audible gasp escaped my lips. It would make sense. A shiver ran down my spine. Would my mom really date a villain?

The door to my room opened. My mother stood in the doorway, her hair a mess and clothing bloodied. Her eyes held panic.

"Willow, Barry's been shot."

….Wally…

I raced through the corridors of Gotham City Hospital until I found the right room. Barry sat in bed with his reading glasses on his nose and a magazine in hand. He looked up over the edge of the booklet and raised an eyebrow at me curiously.

"Why so serious?" Barry joked. Without hesitation I raced to his side and held the blond man in a tight embrace. I looked up at the aging man's face, laugh lines and wrinkles etched into his skin, his blue eyes sparkled with mischief none-the-less. I broke the hug and positioned myself on the hospital bed.

"You know, if Bruce was here, he'd smack you for saying that. You know how he hates Joker humor." My eyes sparkled with laughter. Barry just shrugged. Oh the man was fine. He'd live. Then something changed in him.

"How'd you know I was here?" he asked. I narrowed my eyes, trying to read his face. He still wore a smile, but his eyes held a little fear in them. He looked towards the door, before staring into my eyes.

"The hospital. Iris is in Afghanistan. I'm your next contact in case of emergencies. But why are you in Gotham?" He bit his lip, preparing to answer. Suddenly voices danced from outside the door.

"Dick said he'll bring you back afterwards. Just stay with Barry. Got It?" A strong but feminine voice asked. My head went numb. Artemis. Shaking my head, I looked over towards Barry a smile shown on his face. Once more his eyes sparkled with mischief. He looked back at me and then averted his eyes to the door.

"Alright mom. Don't you want to see him? I mean, isn't he your family too?" A younger voice questioned. The first voice sighed.

"Willow just go inside. I have to get back to the station, besides I've already seen him." A high pitched grumble entered the room.

"Fine." I looked back at Barry. His face was contorted as his eyes flashed a mixture of emotions.

"Dang" he grumbled. The room went silent. And then the original voice spoke up again.

"Now Dick will be here soon, so behave. " Footsteps patted away from the door, as girls voice echoed her goodbyes.

Not two seconds later, a copper haired girl came running into the room, throwing her arms around Barry's frame. She suddenly burst into tear, wailing in misery.

"Barry! Are you okay?!" Her voice crackled with pain. His hands patted her head and wiped her tears. I watched in amazement as he calmed the hysteric girl down.

"Hun, I'm fine look at me! The bullet barely grazed me." Once more the girl started to cry.

"You were shot?!" she hissed. He pulled the girl up on his bed placing her next to him. Clearly they were close, even with me he never acted that way.

"Willow I'm perfectly fine. Trust me when I say worse has happened to me." She shook her head in understanding, gulping down a breath. Suddenly uncomfortable, I cleared my throat. Two sets of eyes looked back at me.

"Besides I want you to meet someone." Barry's hand made a swooping motion directing the girl's attention to me. I smiled awkwardly, looking into her eyes. Artemis? No of course not, this girl was far too young, and a red head with freckles. But her eyes were the same as the spunky blond from my past. The love of your life, my mind corrected.

"Hi" she said looking at me quizzically. I simply stared at her, my mouth hanging open.

"He normally talks more." Barry chuckled. My gaze shifted to the older man's eyes. Once more he chuckled, shaking his head as if knowing my thoughts.

"Willow this is Wally, Wally this is Willow."

…Willow…

Dick droned on as he drove towards home, but I simply ignored him. He did that a lot. My mind replayed my first encounter with the strange man at the hospital. Although it was a short meeting (Dick came several minutes afterwards), I had the sense that he was a peculiar fellow. He seemed like the kind of person my mother would be friends with, if they knew each other. I started picturing the two of them interacting and quickly became uncomfortable with the thought. If they were to meet Wally and my mom would date, and I don't want to think about that. But I'd admit they'd make a cute couple. Something Dick said shook me out of my thoughts.

"What?"

"Did you look inside the box?" My heart stopped. I became frozen. After all those hours of staring at it, I completely forgot. A new thought entered my head. My eyes narrowed as I slowly turned to face Dick.

"Why?" the harshness in my voice was unexpected, but the man in front of me shuttered.

"I'm guessing you haven't yet. Look, Willow, when you do – because I know you will- just don't freak out. Your mom did all of this to protect you… and him." My eyebrows knitted together in confusion, all aggression gone from my features.

"Protect? Him? Who's him?" Dick sighed, his own features showing a kind of determination. His eyes held an unusual sadness.

"You'll find out. " He pulled into the driveway. I pushed open the door of the vehicle racing towards the entrance. The sound of Dick's car pulling out rung through my ears. I flung the door open sprinting towards my room. My hands reached for the box. This time no hesitation in my actions, I grabbed it, dumping its contents over my bed.

My eyes widened in shock.

…Wally…

"That's one smart girl there." Barry said as Willow walked out of the room. I shook my head, unable to really speak. Nightwing – Dick came back in.

"Well Barry, I'm out, got to take this trouble maker home. " He smiled at us.

"Oh Wally, say hi to Linda for me." His eyes twinkled with laughter as he left the room for good, well aware of the fact that Linda hated him.

"Little Troll." I whispered under my breath. Barry bit his lip, hands reaching towards the drawer of the night stand. Once open, he pulled out a small envelope and a little silver key.

"I need you to do something for me." I looked down at his hand with curiosity.

"I need you to put this in my lock box."

So that's the chapters end. Oh I'm so excited! I wonder what will happen next...

Don't worry I actually know. Maybe... Yeah...

I'll post the next chapter after I write it and get a sufficient amount of reviews and/or a few days go by lets say 4 days or so.

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With love, Mimi