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*Ten minutes of bitter bickering*

The sun was almost down when Robin relocated Finch. She was sitting at the entrance, just watching the sun set. She had been cleaned up, and some clothes had been salvaged for her. She sat there in a long black tee-shirt that went to her knees. She had a pair of shorts on underneath, but you couldn't see them. Her suit and mask lay beside her, neatly folded up. He sat down next to her and asked, "Are you all right? You seemed pretty upset earlier."

"No. Robin…this memory has haunted me for the past two years. I've lived in a camp with the survivors. I saw their faces every day…the pain and suffering they went through because of fear to go get help. It used to be that everyone was everyone's family. We were one big community. My sister was your sister; your daughter was my daughter, that sort of thing. Seeing all those people… seeing the pain…pretty much losing the closest thing to a family I had…it hurt. It still hurts."

Her beautiful blue eyes stared at him. Robin was wearing civilian clothing, a pair of jeans and a hoodie. He had dark glasses covering his eyes. Her curiosity was peaked. She looked at him and then asked, "Why do you wear those shades?"

"Batman says people can recognize me by my eyes," Robin said to her. "I could tell who you were just from your eyes. They're the brightest, iciest blue I've ever seen Finch."

"My name's Airina. Airina Alexandra Mason," Golden Finch said. "I trust you won't tell."

"Richard…" Robin started before swallowing a gulp. "Richard John Grayson…Bats is going to kill me later."

Airina looked at him with a questioning look before reaching her arm out. She made a quick movement and snatched his shades. Richard yelped, "HEY!"

She looked at his eyes. Airina's heart stopped as she lost herself in the intensity of his gaze. He looked dead serious when he said, "Give them back."

His eyes were a misty blue, and certainly unforgettable. He snatched his glasses back and put them back on his face. He glared at her before saying, "Batman didn't want anyone to know who I was. You see, my parents were The Flying Grayson's. They performed in The Haley Circus…before they were killed. The owner refused to pay some gangster and they tampered with the high wire…it snapped and there was no net. Batman took me in and has been determined to keep who I really am a secret. Batman's just trying to protect me, but it's hard. I trust you guys, but he doesn't. I don't think the Dark Knight really trusts anyone honestly Airina. That's the short version."

"And that's all I'll make you say," she said to his surprise.

"You don't want to know more?" he asked in shock.

"No. In your voice there was sorrow. Well hidden sorrow, but sorrow all the same. I won't make you tell me anything more. I know what I wanted to know, and that's good enough," Airina answered.

Richard smiled at Airina. The blonde took his hand and the two watched the sunset. After the sun went down Batman came out to find Airina fast asleep against Richard, who had dozed off as well. The smallest smile appeared on the Dark Knight's face. Dick was growing up fast, but soon his smile turned to a frown. Airina could have some sort of illness, though he doubted it, it was better to be safe than sorry. He bent over and gently nudged Richard.

"Dick, wake up," he said nudging his protégé.

Richard opened his eyes to see his mentor. He just looked at him and asked, "What did you hear?"

"All of it…but seeing how she evaded the police for two years, and hid this secret so well," Batman started. "I don't think she'll tell anyone. Now come on Robin. Get to bed."

Robin nodded and Batman gently took Airina, so he could get up. Robin trudged inside, followed by Batman. Robin was too sleepy to even realize how lucky he'd been. He managed to get away without a lecture for once and he was too tired to enjoy it! Batman carried Airina away as Dick took to his resting place.

She was twitchier than ever. Mockingbird was sitting up on the floor. Airina was fast asleep in the sleeping bag next to her. The League wanted to keep a close eye on them in case either of them were ill, even though it was pretty obvious they weren't. Mockingbird got up, the overlarge shirt given to her dropping to her knees. She walked out of the room. The brunette's cold feet tapped silently against the floor.

Kid Flash bolted up hearing a noise. He realized immediately who it was. Her light steps were familiar and light. He snuck out of the room. He poked his head out into the hall. That's when he saw her. Her dark brown hair hung in her face. Her dark brown eyes glanced around curiously. Her bare feet barely made a sound. She was shivering as she walked down the hall.

"What are you doing up?" he asked her softly.

Mockingbird jumped up and spun around. She barely made a sound, but she still made some.

"Kid Flash!" she hissed softly. "You scared me!"

"Name's Wallace," he said. "Call me Wally."

"Marie," Mockingbird whispered. "And I couldn't sleep. Nightmares."

Wally nodded and looked at Marie. Her brown eyes had bags around them. She yawned and Wally gently took her arm and pulled her towards him. He guided her back to where Airina was sleeping soundlessly. Wally laid Marie down. He waited until she drifted off to sleep. Wally watched her as she slept for a few moments. He turned to leave when a sharp cry came. He turned and looked at Marie. She was fidgeting around in her sleep, as if desperate to get away from something. Wally knelt down and shook her gently.

"AAAAHHHHHHHHH!" she yelled.

She was thrashing around. Wally shook her harder, trying to get her to wake up. But it didn't work. She kept thrashing about for another three minutes. By the fourth minute, Wally managed to shake her awake. The first thing Wally noticed was that she was crying. He wrapped his arms around her and let her cry.

"Was it about the—"

Marie whined and nodded. Wally didn't know what to do. Sure he'd seen some pretty wacked up stuff, but how do you comfort someone who watched their entire world go down in flames? He held her tighter, smart thing to do. He looked down at her and asked, "Do you want to talk about it?"

Marie's eyes got a little wider when she looked up at him. She gave him a soft smile and said, "That'd be nice. I think I have PTSD. I'm always having the same nightmare. It's as if it won't go away. I'm scared….and every time I relive it it's like a horrid reminder of why I'm here, why I am this way…and it's awful. I just feel…"

"Alone."

Wally smiled at the shocked Marie. He slipped into the sleeping bag and laid himself down. He pulled her down and innocently cuddled her. Marie's face lit up as she wrapped her arms around him. He kissed her forehead and whispered, "Go to sleep."

"Promise you'll be here?"

"As long as I can, my uncle may have a fit about this though," Wally said smiling.

Marie smiled and she laid her head against his chest. She closed her eyes and listened to the sound of him breathing. She fell asleep, and so did Wally for that matter.

That night, there was no more screaming. And that made the older superheroes wonder what was going on. It was a girl's scream, but the Flash checked on everyone. Megan was asleep, Dick was asleep, Conner was asleep, Kaldur was asleep, and Wally….

Wasn't in his room.

The Flash swore softly and proceeded to go check on the other two girls.

"Maybe Wally went to go get a midnight snack," he muttered to himself as he opened the door.

He was off on that one. Wally wasn't getting a snack. He was sleeping next to Mockingbird. Flash's jaw dropped.