Wally scowled as he was being thawed out by hairdryers by heroes. He wasn't too clear as to how they had gotten the rather ecstatic rogues out of there was beyond him. But that was mostly because he swore his brain was frozen. Popsicle brain. Oh yum yum. He gagged. He felt icy numbness everywhere but he somehow knew that he wasn't frost bitten anywhere. How he could tell was beyond him. Things were more complicated now than they were worth.

Or was that only true in his eyes? So confusing.

He closed his eyes as he felt his hand break free from the ice. He felt pressure on it. But was too numb to really feel it.

"You alright kiddo?" asked the voice. Sounded like Zoom. But nicer. Flash his brain supplied. He inwardly frowned. Bad brain.

"What are you talking about?" a groggy voice asked inside his head. Strangely enough it sounded like his voice, "Did you call me bad? I'm you!"

Wally groaned inwardly. Maybe he'd ask later if being encased in ice for periods of time could mess with your brain to the point of hearing things.

"That's a possibility but not quite why I'm here."

Wally snorted. He was nuts. That was it. He had finally had gone crazy.

"You were crazy the minute you forgot where your loyalty lies."

He frowned deeper. He knew that he was bound to Zoom and Klarion. They were the ones he had to have sworn his loyalty to.

"You really are an idiot. You have your friends and your uncle in front of you and you honestly believe that you belong with Klarion and Zoom?"

He felt warmth on his hand. It was another hand. He opened his eyes lazily and saw Flash there with a smile holding it firmly. There was no pain. Not like Zoom when he smacked him for making a mistake. Or Klarion's cruel strokes on his scalp. He barely noticed his own hand firmly grabbing the hand. Making sure it didn't leave.

"I feel tired," he admitted to Flash. A small smile came to Wally's face. Flash's face lit up like the fourth of July.

"Don't worry," he said comfortingly, "We'll get you home."

Home. That sounded real good right now.

"How long does it take to melt this stupid ice?" Artemis questioned sending as much hot air on the ice. But a blow dryer could only do so much. Conner was half tempted to just smash it but he knew the damage that it could cause if he did that.

"Chill Artemis," Robin said getting a glare from the archer, "Cold's weapon is designed to melt fast than other ice weapons. It's also designed to create air pockets around the body. Once that happens it shouldn't take too long at all."

"Bad pun," Roy snorted at Robin who held his signature impish grin. And in a few minutes, true to Robin's word Wally was for the most part thawed out. He was wet and cold though. Wracked with uncontrollable shivering. Flash disappeared for two seconds and came back with a fluffy towel and a bed comforter. He wrapped them around the younger speedster gently.

"Sorry everyone but Wally here needs some good old R&R. He's staying with me. And I do not want you to sneak your way into our house," he said looking at Roy and Robin.

"Who us?" Robin asked innocently. Flash gave him a wary smile.

"Yes you. Wally is not up for one of your over the top surprise sleepovers boys."

The team glanced at Roy and Robin.

"What? We had loads of fun," he said innocently. It was one of the few memories that both he and Flash could recall. Roy cocked his brow.

"I don't recall any of that."

Robin looked over at Roy. He never did go through with the remembering process that M'gann did. Well that was something else to add to the to do list. He watched Flash though as he took his ever confused speedster best friend/brother out of the zeta.

Flash lifted the young speedster in his arms just as his legs gave out. He breathed deeply with his heart jumping at a rather unsteady pace. He told himself that he would need to set him up to an IV. He zipped off toward home. He felt mixed feelings about Wally in his arms. He loved having Wally back. But he was a bit nervous about his unsteady body. What more could Wally take before he would break? He didn't want to find out. He wanted nothing more than to pick up the shards that were currently scattered of his nephew's uncertainty. And he was relieved in the fact that his nephew was starting to trust him again.

A memory rose in his head that brought bile to his throat. When Wally had first met him he was a scared little kid fearing Barry like he was a horribly scary monster. He didn't trust him for the longest time. And now he was re-earning that very trust he had worked hard for in the first place. But it was for Wally's sake. It was worth it.

He was practically his son. He felt Wally snuggle closer to his chest. The warmth he was trying to get from him. The life that he knew even if he didn't remember.

IT's been so long. Don't kill me! Please review though.