A/N: Sorry for taking so long. And I see all of you favoriting this out there. Now why aren't y'all reviewing? Anyways, thanks to everyone who is reviewing! Means a lot to me!

Disclaimer: I do not own Young Justice or any DC Comic characters.

"Three?" came the irritated yell of Wally as his hands raked through his flame-colored hair. His knuckles were slightly whitened from the way he was clutching at his red locks. "Three left?"

Megan, cringing away from him slightly whenever he paced close to her, nodded quietly with a scared frown planted upon her lips. "I put the numbers Robin gave us from the training pad, after subtracting your weight, in a range of ten in either direction of negative or positive, figuring the data in the system can't be too awfully recent. And we're down to three names out of the twenty that we had before." The green-skinned girl had a keyboard in her lap as the giant television screen in front of her splayed out the stats of the three thirteen-year-old boys they had narrowed the original list down to.

"Why can't you just put in his exact weight?" growled Wally, his overly eager nature getting the better of him as he watched intently over the alien girl's shoulder for any changes in the stats like they would drop to one name any second. He wanted answers and he wanted them now. "Why is there a range?"

"The validity of the data was only good when this was last updated, which I couldn't find. If it was a year ago, five or six pounds could've been added. Maybe more. And besides, Robin's got enough muscle to count for a lot of the weight. For being so small, he's about as strong as Black Canary." The auburn-haired girl brushed a few stray strands of her crimson mane behind one ear. "I wish I could do more, but this is the best we've got for now. I'm really sorry, Wally."

Irritation was flooding off of the speedster in waves. He was so annoyed with all of this. They had fought Robin, and might have severely injured him for all they knew, only to get a list of three names. Three. He had been hoping for a single name at the end of all this. He had wanted one name, not three. One. Wally snorted angrily, hot air blowing from his nostrils as he once more paced away from Megan who sat in the chair close to the massive screen. "What else can we do? His height?"

"All three boys are too close to the same height," said Megan, her big, deep brown eyes quickly skimming over the stats that played out before her in blue and white letters, each reading numbers and letters and colors and names and offenses and parents and birthmarks and history and everything else that could possibly matter in identifying someone. "If we got a measurement on Robin and it isn't clear-"

"We'd get the wrong one," Wally finished, knowing exactly what she had been about to say. He ran his fingers through his hair again, this time a bit calmer as he kept drinking in the cold, dank air of Mount Justice. His mind whirled, desperate to find another possibility. Anything at all. He just wanted a name. All Wally wanted was a single name. Three were on the screen in front of his favorite girl, not one.

"Nothing yet?" asked Superboy, appearing from the open doorway as if coming out of thin air, his arms folded across his chest as he leaned against the wall off to one side. His blue eyes scanned over the twitching body of the anxious Wally West as he fidgeted to no end.

"Nothing," said Megan, fingers flitting over the keyboard as she let her eyes search each general profile for any difference that would be easy to find upon the features of their Robin in comparison to the others. "I'm still stuck at three."

"Are any of them particularly fond of sunglasses?" suggested the ebony-haired clone with the faintest of grins, finally taking it upon himself to step forward and help Megan with the search of the real identity of their youngest member. He placed his hands firmly on the back of the chair she sat in, making it rock back slightly. Megan shifted, and he couldn't help but smile. She didn't miss a beat, her fingers still flying across the keyboard and her eyes still searching the screen for a difference.

"That wouldn't be on here," said the girl, voice holding the slight hint of a breath as a smile slid across her lips. "But if it was, I'm pretty sure we'd have him by now."

Kaldur, having been watching the hideout's main door for either Aquaman or Flash, buzzed into the computer's communication system. His dark-skinned face and pale hair and sharp features appeared in a box in the upper right hand corner of the screen Megan was working on.

"Flash?" asked the said hero's nephew, the young boy instantly alert. This had to be covert and he didn't want his uncle to find out and alert Batman. Because everyone knew that Batman and Robin were like father and son: what one knew, the other soon figured out through instinct.

Aqualad just nodded, trying not to tip off the red-suited man behind him of the spying that was going on behind the closed doors of Mount Justice's inner caverns.

With a heavy sigh, Wally's shoulders slumped. He looked at the screen, still seeing three names there. Three. Not one. Three. "Out in a sec," mumbled the ginger before standing up straight again with a certain reluctance.

The communications shut off and Aqualad's face disappeared from the screen.

"Thanks, Meg," muttered the young speedster, approaching behind the girl with the mane of fire. "For everything." He quietly leaned down a bit and pressed his lips to her temple in a grateful way. It was the least he could do to thank her for all she was doing for him to help in the search of Robin's real name. He felt like saying thanks wasn't enough for what Miss Martian was doing for him.

"Go, Wally," urged the girl, a smile tugging up at the corners of her mouth. "Flash awaits."

It only took a second for Wally to leave the room and get to his uncle, the kid's other identity preceding him. Kid Flash. The speed was nice. He only wished the search was going faster.

Megan, smile still lingering on her face, was glad that Wally was at least trying to show how thankful he was. She wasn't interested in him the same way he liked her, but the gesture he had given was almost brotherly in a sweet sort of way.

Superboy wasn't exactly thrilled, but he dealt with it. "Think we'll ever find him?" he asked the girl, taking a loose strand of the green-skinned girl's auburn locks and putting it back into place with the rest of them.

"He might tell us before we find it ourselves," said the girl glumly, tilting her head back so that she stared up into the clone's gorgeous sapphire eyes. Her fingers pulled away from the keyboard so she could just bask in the beauty of those ocean-colored orbs. "But I'm pretty sure we'll get his name eventually."

A/N: Anyone else losing hope? Other than Wally and Megan? Haha! Anyways, reviews are appreciated. Review and I shall love you forever!

~Sky