Recovered

Wally POV

Sheer was bouncing off the walls. Canary and tornado had mad her stay in a wheelchair for the last two days of her recovery. It her ribs checked out she would be aloud to hop up and join in training and start walking again. "Come on! It doesn't hut anymore! Can I PLEASE go already! Why wouldn't you guys let me see Jejear till I could walk? I need to see him he's probably depressed! Can I go now!" Robin and I were cracking up on the other side of the door. We weren't aloud to go in with her during checkups. The other three were standing near us.

"YES YOU CAN GO NOW!" Canary yelled.

"YES SWEET FREEDOM!" She yelled running through the door and skidded to a stop. "I CAN WALK!" She yelled throwing her arms around me and Rob sending the three of us crashing to the floor.

"Sheer!" I complained.

"Sorry!" She said shooting up a little to fast and almost crashing back down again.

"OH! JEJEAR!" She said shooting down the hall. I noticed she was in a pair of jeans that Canary probably stole from Superboy a baggy t-shirt I recognized as the one I forgot here a few weeks ago and her belt with a bag attached. Rob and I followed her as she ran towards the rooms.

"Sheer!" I called.

She skidded to a stop and fell on her face sending Robin and I into a fit of laughter. She popped up easily. "What's up?"

"Door's that way!" I pointed.

"Oh… Thanks!" She called and was off again.

"Wait up!" Robin called. She got the door and waited "patently" for it to open.

When it did she ran out "JEJEAR!" I notice the dog that had been pouting near the tree line every day for the last two weeks. It shot up and barked happily running over and pouncing on her before licking like crazy.

Sheer burst out laughing and giggling. "J- Jejear! C- cut it out boy!" The dog stopped let her held up then grabbed her by the collar with its teeth, threw her up in the air and had her land on his back. "Good boy!" She said rubbing and scratching the dog anywhere she could reach. It happily yelped and barked and romped around jumping. I think this was the happiest I'd seen both of them since we found them.

"That is one loyal dog." Aqualad said next to us.

"They are like one thing." Mrs. Martian said.

"I'd like us to be one thing." I said putting the moves on her earning a smack in the head from Robin.

"Robin! Wally! And um… Sorry names?" she came over on the now calm dog.

"Kaldur!"

"You can call me Megan!"

"Conner."

"Well if you guys have a mud hill and some trashcan lids we can have some fun." She said with a cocky grin.

"Cool!" I answered. "I'll get the lids!" I said dashing towards town.

"I know where the hill is!" I faintly heard Megan's voice behind me.

I came back with six garbage can lids.

"Lead the way Megan." Sheer said.

"Anyone need a ride?" She asked. Robin and Kaldur both climbed up. Megan flew away and Superboy and I followed behind. I heard Robin yep a bit ad Jejear adjusted to the feel of carrying three people.

We reached the top of a very tall very steep very muddy hill.

"THIS IS PERFECT!" She exclaimed hopping off of Jejear.

"Perfect for what?" Robin asked her.

"Mud sledding." She said deviously.

"Allow us to demonstrate." She said picking up a trash lid. "Jejear! Throw!" She said crouching on the metal indent. Jejear picked it up in his mouth backed up and shot forward running her partway down the hill before dropping her and jumping into the air and shrinking into a beagle before our eyes. Sheer caught him and they sped down the hill kicking up a trail of mud behind them. "SWEET!" I heard her yell. She straitened up and looked like a snowboarder twisting around obstacles. Then at the bottom of the hill she hit a rock and they both went flying through the air. Whipping out in the mud and getting absolutely filthy.

They jumped up and Sheer jumped on the now large Jejear's back and they shot up the hill quickly.

"Are you okay?" Aqualad asked.

"Are you kidding? That was awesome!"

"But your wipeout." Robin asked.

"Doesn't hurt. Mud cushions the fall. Whose next?"

"I got to try this." I said.

"Knock yourself out." She said handing me a lid. I got on it.

"Hey Jejear! Help me out?" I called. The wolf came over and threw me out. It was awesome! I was flying without having to do any work! Then I wiped out. It was muddy and totally awesome!" I ran back up filthy. "That was crazy!"

We spent the rest of the day mud sledding. We were trying out different moves when we got the call to turn in.

"Later guys!" Robin called as he stepped into the teleported.

"Sheer do you have any clothes your not borrowing?" I asked.

"Other than the ones I was wearing when you found me? No."

"Then we'll have to take a field trip this weekend." Megan said.

"Clothes shopping?" Sheers nose wrinkled at the thought.

"Rob and I'll come with. We'll do other stuff too."

"All right." She said happily.

"Well I'm off." Aqualad said as he stepped into the beam.

"I better get going to." I said giving her a squeeze.

"Bye Wally." She said as I stepped through the teleporter.

Megan POV

I stepped into my room thinking how nice it would be to have another girl around. The guys were great but every now and then they got a little annoying. I heard a nock on my door and opened it telepathically.

"Um… Megan?" It was Sheer. She seemed a bit more withdrawn than she had been when Robin and Wally were here.

"Yes?" I asked.

"Can you tell me where my room is? Or do I need to spend another night in the infirmary?" She asked.

"No of course not! I'll tell you where it is!" I said flying over to her. "Actually your right next door." I told her. I telepathically opened the door revealing the large grey room, which seemed to be the unpainted standard.

Her jaw flew open.

"I GET THIS WHOLE ROOM FOR MYSELF AND JEJEAR!" She yelled happily.

"Yes… Of course…" I told her.

"THIS IS AMAZING!" She said flopping down on the wood-framed bed Batman had supplied. "I gotta go get Jejear! Be right back!" she said hopping up before running out. She came back ridding the hound.

"Jejear look!" she said. The dog ran in and immediately started to sniff everything. I changed into an Irish Wolf hound and leapt onto the bed.

"Looks like I'm not the only shape shifter anymore." I said.

Sheer POV

The room was amazing! I looked at Megan pulled out of my trans. "It's a defense mechanism of sorts." I said quietly.

"Hm?"

"When the Wikka had to start going underground when witch craft became illegal… Which isn't what we do… the mythic animals they kept as pets like Jejear here developed the ability to turn into smaller domesticated animals to blend in better…" I sheepishly explained.

"I see…" She said.

"Megan?"

"Yes?"

"Thank you."

"No problem… I let you two get to sleep." She said with a smile.

I offered my own small grin back. "g' night."

"Good night."

I walked over to the bed as she left. Better than anything I had slept on in a while. I crawled over Jejear and snuggled against his back. "G' night buddy." I mumbled to him.

He shifted and gave a tired huff in response.

"Don't change on the bed. You'll break it." I told him. He responded the same way.