"Go talk to her."

"What?"

"She said, 'Go. Talk. To. Her!"

"I didn't say it like that."

"Why me?"

"Because she came to you first, it's obvious she likes you more, Baywatch."

"Well, what's not to like?"

"Oh my god, if you don't-"

PQ sighed, catching the attention of Megan, Wally and Artemis.

Wally sighed, "Alright."

He approached her form at the table, nose deep in a crossword.

"Hey, PQ. How're you doing?" Wally asked softly, sliding into the chair across from her.

PQ shrugged.

"Well, you're doing a crossword, so probably not the best, huh?" he asked, nudging the book.

PQ nodded, closing the book, "Yeah. I don't know, I just miss him," she told him.

"We all do."

She knew she could go and visit him if she really wanted. She knew that was a thing.

"I think that's what makes it worse," she mumbled.

She knew where he was, but she knew she wasn't supposed to intrude yet. Because things needed to happen.

Even worse than that is she really doesn't know what needs to happen, but she knows that if she waits it out, it'll all fall in place.

"What makes it worse?" Wally asked.

"I just miss him and how he always butchers the English language and how whenever he gets upset I can watch him do awesome tricks in the gym and his creepy cackle and yeah," PQ said.

Wally was silent for a moment.

"Here. Come with me."

He led her into the training room.

"What's this?" she asked.

"I'm gonna teach you some self defense stuff, so we can spar!" Wally told her excitedly.

"I… don't know, Walls. I'm not much of a fighter," she told him.

"Come on, it'll be fun!" he pulled her onto the floor.

For the next hour and a half, he showed her basic self-defense and then some, and she worked on them until they looked and felt decent enough to pass.

"Would you actually like to try it now?" Wally asked.

PQ wiped her forehead, feeling better already, "Yeah man, lezgo!"

They got into ready positions, and PQ started off with a roundhouse kick, which Wally blocked. She tried a punch next, and ended up on her back as Wally flipped her, a 'FAIL' hologram appearing next to her head.

"Oh crud, hey you okay?"

But PQ was giggling.

"Nah, I'm fine, man. Really though I probably could've avoided that," she said, sitting up and getting back into position. "Let's try again!"

It went like that for the next hour, but the longer they went on, the longer PQ lasted, until eventually, she decided to try something new, and swiped his legs out from under him.

"WOOH!" she exclaimed in victory. "I finally got y- oof!"

Wally yanked her down next to him.

"Ha, never celebrate too early, young grasshopper," he teased.

"Oh, boo. I beat you first," she sat up.

"Oh yeah? So what does that make this? Wally one-seventy-two, PQ one?" he smirked.

Actually, Wally only won ninety-eight.

"Maddie says you only won ninety-eight, so suck it," she made an obscene gesture, much to Wally's shock, but he recovered.

"I still have way more than you," he pouted.

She offered him a hand, which he accepted.

"Maybe next time we'll invite Artemis?" she asked.

"Next time? What happened to 'I'm not much of a fighter'?" he mocked, earning a smack on the shoulder.

"That was PQ of three hours ago. This is present PQ, duh," she said as they walked into the kitchen.

She was really sweaty and probably needed a shower, but she felt better, nonetheless.

The Team had looked for Dick, don't get her wrong, they just didn't find him because he didn't want to be found, and PQ was covering him. They'd given up yesterday, realizing that he would come back when he was ready.

That night, she woke up with a shadow near her bed.

"Aw man, I must still be asleep if there are ghosts in my room, oh well, more fun for me," she jumped out of her bed and immediately started floating, "Wooooooo!"

"What are you doing?" a sharp voice asked. Well, more commanded.

"Wait, I'd know that annoyingly gravelly yet demanding voice anywhere. Sup Bats," she said, before pausing in midair, "Wait, does this mean that I'm not dreaming?"

A short nod.

"Oh." She let out a yelp, hitting the floor. "So like do you usually hang out at the edges of people's beds at night? Or am I just that lucky?"

"I came to ask some questions," he told her.

"Oh, well then shoot," she shrugged, still on the floor.

"Do you know where Dick is?" Batman asked, but once again, it was more like a command.

"No," she lied, heart pounding through her chest.

"You were with him at his last known location," he pointed out.

"Wait really?" she sat up, looking at him in pretend shock. There was seriously no way that he couldn't hear it.

"Yes."

"Wow, that… actually makes me feel like ten times better that he chose to hang with me last," she muttered, realizing that I was narrating her thoughts, making them way more dramatic than she they actually were.

But what about suspense?

PQ used all of her willpower not to answer.

"On the security cameras you two disappeared together. Where did you go?" Once again, a demand.

"To this cool waterfall place. I don't know where, because I just wanted to go to a waterfall, you'd have to ask Mads where she dropped us," she shrugged.

"Where did you go after."

"We just hung out at my house for awhile until he said he had to go. I'd assumed that he'd meant to your house," the lies were coming easier now and her heart was less jumpy in her chest.

She guessed Batman had all the information he needed, because he left.

"Shall we do this again next Thursday?" she called after him, before an idea bursted into her head.

"Wait! Bats!" she got up and ran to where he was getting into his batmobile, "Do you just want me to zap you home? It's a long time from here to Gotham."

She didn't wait for an answer, she touched the car, zapped them all into the Batcave.

"Night dude," she offered a peace sign and then went back to her room, dropping on the bed with a groan.

"He probably set up cameras in here while I was sleeping," she whined. "Now I gotta dismantle them!"

You know I could do that right?

"Yeah, I know. But if you do it then I don't get to complain about it."

Um, sure.

"Ugh this is gonna suuuck," she singsonged. "And, by the way, there is no need for suspense. It probably makes me worry more than our targeted audience."

PQ, go back to sleep, it's one in the morning.

"Good idea."

In the following weeks, she joined in on whatever sparring sessions she wasn't too late to attend, from training with Black Canary (who'd been surprised and a little apprehensive to have PQ participate at first) to settling arguments (simply because she enjoyed using it as a deal breaker). She continued to get better, and during the last session she'd participated in, Black Canary had even allowed them all to use powers.

PQ's favorite moment during that one had been while she was sparring with Megan. She decided that she would get the drop on her by literally dropping from the rafters onto her.

She doesn't think she'd ever regretted a decision as much as she had this one. She'd actually managed to only bruise up her side, but pretty much ended the session because she'd given Dinah a heart attack.

"Boo, you're just upset 'cause I was winning and I'm still a newbie," she'd teased.

She'd actually gotten Megan to the ground, so the match was over, but still.

As if reading her mind (which wasn't an impossibility) Megan told her, "But you'd already won, sweetie."

"I know, but still. I could've kept going," she ended up going into the kitchen to grab a bottle of Sunny D.

"Sure, PQ," Artemis said, raising an eyebrow at the small limp PQ had going on.

"I am not limping! I'm simply showing my right leg a little love," she huffed.

"You're left leg," Wally corrected her.

"Whatever! I'm just giving it some time off," she opened the Sunny D.

Connor snorted, following her example and grabbing one.

Everyone was silent for a little while. Not awkwardly silent, but companionably silent.

"Guys. I want donuts."

"PQ it's four in the afternoon," Wally groaned.

"Wait, are you… turning down food?" Artemis asked, feigning shock. "The world must be ending! Save the dogs!"

"Oh my god stop. I want donuts, but I didn't realize it until she said it, and then I also realized it's four pm and no donut places are open," Wally explained.

"Wrong!" PQ grabbed everyone's shoulders and dropped them in front of a Rise N' Shine.

"Okay, what's this place?" Artemis asked.

"For some reason, it's not very popular here, but they serve quality donuts and they're open til six. My treat," PQ responded, holding the door. "Ladies first!"

"Oh, why thank you!" Wally giggled as he walked through the door first. "What a gentleman you are!"

"Eh, I try."

They all went inside, and PQ ordered three dozen varieties, and six chocolate milks.

One dozen for Wally, and the rest for everyone else.

"Woah, these are really good," Wally said in between mouthfuls.

"Right? And it's like ten times cheaper than Krispy Kreme." She finished off her second donut.

"Hey, don't diss," Artemis said, fixing her with a pointed finger.

PQ put her hands up in surrender.

That night, PQ stood outside Dick's hotel room, wallet in hand.

It was somewhat, she guessed, magical. Except not really. She just had me take it and make it, well, bottomless.

She thought that would make it easier instead of her original plan to come once a month.

She stuck the note that read, "From your fave, PQ" onto the wallet, knocked, and then left.

She figured that would be easier for him, too.

So, hey. Long time, no see. This is late. BUT! But, I have an excuse! For once! I was working on another story that I'm writing. No, this new story will not have PQ in it (sorry not sorry) but I was just like "WOW THIS IS A GOOD IDEA" so I got to workin and I got so into it that I actually forgot to upload this one. That's right, just upload, because I'm trying not to procrastinate because that's not gonna fly in high school.

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