Robins POV

She fell to the ground, but I caught her before she could hit her head. I held her limp in my arms as I stared at her face. I placed two fingers on her neck, hearing her breathing slow as I felt her pulse slow her heartrate under my fingertips.

I clutched her tightly in my arms.

Her expression was blank, yet at the same time, it didnt look peacful.

I bit down on my lip to stop tears. I bit down so hard that I tasted the metallic familiarity of blood a few seconds later.

"Im...so sorry Zee"

I brushed stray strands of hair away from her face, kissing her forehead for the briefest moment.

"Forgive me" I whispered.

I wanted to break down. I wanted to hide in a corner and scream.

It was like I was a little boy again and I would suddenly wake up from a nightmare. I would just crawl under the covers and cry. But then one of my parents would come into the room and comfort me.

It happened with Bruce too. I was tramuatized, but he held me together when I needed it.

When I grew older, the nightmares still didnt stop. But then Zatannas smile would always be there to comfort me in the morning.

I was a person that constantly needed saving.

Constantly needed saving from myself.

Not this time though, not again.

I wouldn't be saved anymore, no matter how much pain I could be going through. It was just one constant nightmare.

A nightmare that I couldn't wake up from, and probably never will.

I was alone.

"What did you do?" someone asked in a voice of horror.

My head shot up as my eyes snapped open.

I was so consumed in my dark thoughts, wallowing in self pity and guilt, that I had completely forgotten that my friends and mentors were watching every move I was making.

Correction. Former friends and former mentors.

My hollow eyes looked at the familiar figure of the blonde archer who was looming over Zatanna's form worriedly. Her gaze scanned over her sister like friends body in a swift motion of her storm gray eyes.

Wally and the others soon came beside us after, looking over Artemis's shoulder to get a view of our sleeping magician.

I quirked an eyebrow to myself.

I almost didn't recognize her voice. If I hadn't looked up, I wouldn't have known it was Artemis that had made such a statement.

My eyebrows scrunched together. Was I gone so long that my memories no longer justified the real thing?

The idea terrified me. I didn't want to forget. I didn't want to forget anything. No matter how much pain it gave me, I didn't want to forget one day I spent with them.

I looked at Zatanna again, memorizing her features, imprinting them into my mind. I watched her slow breathing, imagining she was dreaming of something peaceful and beautiful. I was imagining she was happy.

"She's…sleeping" I answered.

"What?" Wally asked.

I ignored that, not answering him.

I asked M'gann to form a table in the center of the room, my voice hollow but strangely calm. To my well kept surprise, she obeyed with no disobedience. But I could sense a fearing hesitance in her movements.

I took Zatanna's sleeping form in my arms, cradling her to my chest. I carried her over to the makeshift bed, gently placing her on it.

My eyes seemed to go even more distant as they emptied out any emotion.

I was looking at her in s scientific view now, acting like a doctor would as he treated his patient's wounds.

I placed two fingers on the pulse of her neck, noting how slow it was. Too skin was heated, warm.

I wanted to check her for any signs of fatal wounds that could have been possibly inflicted upon her while I was unconscious, or even awake. To my secret relief, there was none.

I traced the cut on her neck, the tips of my fingers grazing her collarbone. The blood had clotted and had closed it off, but I realized this would still scar.

"I'll need to hide that" I thought.

I took a tiny pill from my back pocket, twirling it in my fingers as I stared at the iridescent color.

I slowly placed my hand under her head, supporting her so that her mouth was angled up. I placed the pill in her mouth, the tips of my fingers grazing her lips. I gently made her swallow it as I pressed down lightly on her neck.

"Whats that?" someone asked.

I didn't recognize the voice.

Or…I didn't want to.

I felt like I was slowly disappearing.

"A pill I invented. It'll heal her while she…sleeps." I said.

My voice was hollow, dead.

I felt dead.

While the pill also healed her scars, wounds, and made her blood regenerate at a quicker pace, there was one thing about it that I didn't mention to them.

It would make her forget.

Forget everything.

Forget me.

It acted like a poison, seeping into her body and mind.

It would erase the memory of the past twenty four hours, concealing them deep inside her mind.

Everything was like a dream that she would forget in the first ten minutes she would wake.

It could be a possibility that the memory could be retrieved, yet that was just it.

A possibility.

A very slim chance.

And that's what I wanted.

"Why are you doing this?" Artemis asked.

I didn't look up.

"I already told you" I said.

I faked my voice to sound tediously tired, bored.

"Theres more isn't it?" She took a step closer.

I instinctively took one step back.

"What's more to tell?" I smirked darkly.

"You wouldn't leave her…unless it was something…life threatening" she continued.

"I already said that."

"Your life or hers?"

"Both" I answered. "Yet I don't really care about mine"

The humor was evidently dark.

"We can help you"

I scoffed, chuckling at the same time. "No one can help me" I shook my head to emphasize.

My face grew serious. "This is a part of me…I don't want you guys to see"

I was mute for a moment, then my voice came back.

"A very dark part" Another step back as my head faced the floor. "Hideous, ugly, terrifying…memories soaked in blood"

"Why? I don't…understand" M'gann said.

I smirked darkly. "Of course you don't"

I lifted my head. "You won't understand, that's why I cant tell you."

Wally took a step toward me.

"Try us" he challenged.

I arched one eyebrow.

I calculated inside my head the chances of running away now on this moment before they could catch me. The jet was still hovering below us, ready for me to jump in anytime

Very probable.

Chances, Chances, Chances.

I was taking so many of them nowadays.

For some odd reason, something still held to my place even though the sane part of my mind was screaming at me to run.

"Run away" it said. "Go"

I didn't listen.

"You want to know?"

"What are you doing?"

Silent nods were seen throughout the whole room.

"Ill tell you everything then"

"No!"

"Everything" I repeated silently. I said it more to myself as a promise than anybody else.

I took a deep breath and took the plunge.

"Theyll hate you" the voice slowly dissapeared into darkness.