Author's Note: When I started writing this, I was relatively fresh off a 3 hours physics test, so just be prepared for a decrease in general grammar skills, haha. Read, review, and enjoy!

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For a moment, all Wally could do was stand there, eyes wide and heart thudding in his chest. The lightning that had temporarily become a part of him was forced back under his skin, lashing and fighting against the restraint. It hurt, just a little. Wally's hands shook.

Jason stepped away from Wally as soon as he finished putting on the inhibitor collar, shifting Damian back into a two-handed grip like the baby was a shield. Wyynde started apologizing as soon as Jason stepped away, "I am so sorry, Wally. I am so sorry. We could not let you run off now, though. Please, do not get angry with us. This will be better, I promise. Once you get your memories back, you will understand that this is what you want."

"How," Wally started, wincing when his voice cracked. He couldn't tell if it cracked because of emotion or because he'd been throat-chopped by a martial arts master. Probably both. He tried again, "How do you think I'm going to get my memories back if I don't – if I – if I keep wearing an inhibitor collar?" His voice sounded dull. Dead.

Wyynde winced, swallowing before answering, "The others will be able to help. I am certain of it." Wally didn't say anything.

From behind them, Jason sighed, "C'mon. We should get out of here. The longer we dawdle, the more time they have to escape while we're still within punishing range. I would prefer to not deal with that."

Carefully, Wyynde stepped closer to Wally, "Will you come with us willingly or will we have to restrain you?"

Wally clenched his jaw, remaining stubbornly silent. He considered just going with them, just giving in and letting people he actually liked (somewhat; their recent actions made them quite a bit less likeable) take him somewhere for once. But… he couldn't do it. He might not know what kind of person he was before his memories cut off, but he knew who he was now. And he wasn't the kind of person to just roll over. He wasn't anyone's pet. He wasn't anyone's property. If they were going to take him somewhere, then they were going to have to take him. Stubbornly, Wally put his arms out in front of him, waiting for someone to cuff him.

Wyynde closed his eyes in despair, but Jason growled angrily. He stalked up to Wally, hissing, "Are you serious? Grow up, Wally! Just come with us!" There was an underlying tension in his words, part exasperation, part despair. Wally didn't care. They were the ones who did this to him. They were going to have to deal with the consequences of their actions. He stayed silent and kept his hands out.

Letting out what Wally had come to realize was an Atlantean curse, Wyynde scrubbed a hand over his eyes and grabbed one of the pairs of cuffs that Wally had taken off of him earlier. Wyynde looked Wally in the eye one more time, giving him the chance to take it back, to go with them freely. Wally didn't change his stance. Wyynde sighed, placing the cuffs loosely on Wally's wrists.

Jason rearranged Damian so he was leaning comfortably against Jason's shoulder. With his other hand, he gripped Wally's cuffs, dragging him towards the peer. Maybe he thought that Wally was less likely to try something if it meant potentially causing harm to Damian. Where would he even go, though? There was only one boat off the island. Wally wasn't bitter enough to take away their only means of escape.

Wyynde started dragging Talia. She bared her teeth, but it seemed to be more of an instinctual reaction than anything else. After that moment of rebellion, she complied quietly, trailing behind Wally and in front of Wyynde. It was somewhat humbling to see her caring so much about Damian. Well, maybe it wasn't about Damian. Maybe it was about her and she was just playing them. Wally didn't know. Maybe it didn't matter.

He glanced behind him, meeting Talia's eyes. She glanced at him emotionlessly before flicking her eyes down towards his cuffs. She smirked. Wally growled at her, stopping abruptly and turning back around. Jason cursed as Wally's stopping caused his arm to jerk. Wally stalked up to Talia, glaring hotly. He got right up in her face and snarled, "What? Do you think you're better? Do you think you're better than me because I spared you? Do you think you're better than me because you might actually be okay at faking feelings for your kid?"

"No," Talia responded coolly, "I think I'm better than you because I'm not stupid enough to make 'friends' who'll only betray me."

Wally lunged towards her, cuffed hands reaching out towards her (her neck? What was he planning on doing?). He was jerked back before he could, coughing as Jason caught his inhibitor collar with one hand. Wyynde yanked Talia behind him, standing between the two. He glared at Wally and then at Talia, "You two need to behave. Even with a high-tech boat, it will take a long time to get back to America."

Wally raised an eyebrow, "Do any of us actually know how to drive a boat?"

"You do," Jason said judgmentally.

Wally sighed, "Maybe I did know. I don't anymore. You want to risk our ability to get back to America in one piece on the chance that I've got some sort of muscle memory of driving a boat?"

Wyynde sighed, "I know how to drive a boat."

"Really? Why would you need to?" Jason asked incredulously.

"Sometimes boats need to be brought back to shore," Wyynde responded defensively.

"Can't you just," Wally paused to carefully form finger quotations, "'magic' them back to shore?"

Wyynde sent him a dirty look, "It is magic, and it is easier to just drive the boat. Of course, I can use my magic to supplement the speed of the boat."

"That what you going to do here?" Jason asked, starting to shove Wally to walk in front of him. Wally grit his teeth against the frustration. If it was anyone else pushing him like this, he would have snapped again. But this was Jason and Wally just couldn't muster up the same kind of anger. For all that Jason and Wyynde had betrayed him, Wally knew that they genuinely believed they were helping. Stupid heroes.

Wyynde nodded back to him, towing Talia behind him. Clearly, they'd decided that Wally and Talia needed a two-person barricade between them. They probably did. Wally didn't know what he would have done if Talia had kept talking.

In relatively short order, Jason and Wyynde got the two supervillains into the boat. Jason raised an eyebrow when he saw the amount of baby supplies in the boat, "Literally when did you have time to do this?"

Wally glanced over, "Right after I chained up Talia."

"I literally couldn't even tell you'd left the courtyard," Jason said incredulously.

Wally resisted the urge to send him a grin and finger guns, instead just scowling, "Yeah, I'm fast. It's a thing."

Jason rolled his eyes, shifting Damian again now that they were finally settling down. Wyynde had locked Talia in what was apparently a cell deep in the rather large boat. After a second, Jason elbowed Wally and deposited Damian in his arms. Wally hissed in alarm, trying to get his hands to the right position to hold a baby while they were chained together, "What are you doing?"

"If you're going to be stupid, then you're going to have to deal with the consequences," Jason responded, eyebrows up judgmentally.

Wally glowered at him, "You are an exceptionally obnoxious little brat."

"Little brat?" Jason growled, eye twitching.

"You heard me," Wally growled back.

Jason sighed, irritation leaking out of his posture as he clearly tried to calm down, "Look, I want to talk."

"I don't," Wally muttered, figuring it wouldn't really matter.

Predictably, Jason kept going as if Wally hadn't spoken. He was shifting uncomfortably, probably because feelings were going to be brought up, "I know you don't understand right now because you don't have your memories back, but this really is the best option for you. And, I don't know, maybe you still won't understand afterwards. None of us know where you were in the two years between 'dying' and now. I don't know what about you changed in that time frame. I don't know what about you changed since I died which was even before that. But, I swear, when I last knew you, you would have gone with us willingly in this situation."

"Just-," Wally started, not entirely knowing where he was going. He stopped before trying again, "Explain to me why. I know you said there were some things that you couldn't explain because of where we were. What were those things? You can tell me know. Explain it."

Jason glanced around him like someone could possibly be listening to them as the boat slowly eased out of the port. Wally hoped he wasn't the type of person to get seasick. Jason bit his lip before leaning in and admitting, "Look, you have really close connections with the heroes."

Wally rolled his eyes, "Yeah, yeah. Whoever these Rogues were, they were close with 'their hero' or whatever. You've mentioned that."

Jason growled at him, "Shut up, I'm still talking. Okay, so, that wasn't your only connection. First and foremost, we've told you about the Flash, right? He's your uncle."

"My what," Wally said flatly, not even really a question. He'd heard just fine, and he knew that Jason wouldn't make that up. Well, probably not. He had also 'known' that Jason and Wyynde would let him go if he got free, so, apparently, he didn't know them so well after all.

Jason grimaced, "Yeah, he's your uncle. I think his wife is your biological aunt? It's kind of weird that you both ended up being speedsters when you're not even biologically related. But yeah, that's one of your connections. You're also super good friends with Red Arrow. I think you were his criminal informant. And you're basically a little sister to Cheshire, an antihero. Didn't Talia say that you were the godfather to their child, too? They didn't have a kid last time I was alive, so not sure about the validity of that. But, more than those, your boyfriend is a hero."

"My what is a what?" Wally yelped. He had a boyfriend? Poor dude. The man must have thought that he was dead for the last two years. Not a great thing. How long had they been dating? Hopefully not too long. Well, actually, maybe hopefully a long time. Wally was sure once he got his memories back, he'd want his boyfriend to not have moved on. Then again, it had been two years.

Sighing, Jason pulled his attention back again, "Your boyfriend is Nightwing. I think we've mentioned him a couple times. He was Robin before I was. He was still Robin when you guys started dating, though."

Wally frowned, rocking Damian back and forth absent-mindedly, "Why am I a villain if I have all these hero people in my life?"

Glancing at him out of the corner of his eye, Jason snorted, "Are you serious? Did you not see yourself when you broke through that inhibitor collar with pure determination? You looked like a villain, man. If we hadn't said anything, you definitely would have left all of them to die and just kidnapped Damian. If that doesn't explain why you're a supervillain despite all your hero friends, then I don't know what will." Jason paused, the half-grin he was wearing slipping away, "Plus, you've had a pretty trash life from what I've heard. I don't really know all the details because we weren't super close when we were both alive the first time, but it was awful, apparently. And I guess the first people who weren't awful were, well, the Rogues. They're supervillains and maybe it was just easier for you to be a supervillain. I don't know."

Wally scowled at him, "Why can't you just let me go? Who cares if I apparently know all these people? I'll come back if I do. I'll come back if I want to. Are you trying to help me or them?"

"It's not a you or them situation," Jason sighed, scrubbing at his face, "It's an us situation. We want to get you back to safety to all of us can be happy."

"Don't assume I'll be happy going back," Wally frowned, "Apparently I didn't go back when I 'died' or whatever."

"Or you were taken by someone. Or you had no memories. Or both. I would have gone back if I could have, but I didn't because I didn't even realize there was anywhere to go back to. But I've been gone for even longer than you have," Jason said. Wally sighed a little. He knew that Jason had it tough. But Jason was a hero who would be going back to more heroes.

Wally turned away, focusing on the kid in his arms, "Whatever." Jason just sighed in response, leaning back against the edge of the boat. Grudgingly, Wally asked, "Do I get seasick?"

Jason just laughed at him instead of answering.

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Dick sighed in relief when they finally got all the kids settled. Thinking back, M'gann was right when she had said that this was good practice for having actual kids. If they could manage this many kids, then they would be able to handle one or two for themselves.

Artemis smirked at him, "Tired already, old man?"

"Yes," Conner answered for Dick, causing the rest of them to laugh. The kids looked over, eyebrows raised judgmentally. They thought they were so cool just because there were so many of them.

Then again, there really was a lot of them. The Outsiders, the Team, and even the Batman, Inc. kids. Artemis had even convinced Will and Jade to come over and bring Lian.

M'gann had decided that everyone needed a no-stress environment to calm down and relax and start building trust back up again. Between the way Batman and the others had manipulated the Outsiders, the secrets Dick had kept from everyone, and Tara admitting to her role as a mole, that probably wasn't a bad point at all. They all had some broken trust between them.

Dick was just wandering over to the table with a platter of fruits when Vic complained, "I wish the Infinity, Inc. guys could come to this."

"Why? Because you're crushing on Starlight?" Bart teased. Vic leaned over towards him murderously. Everyone started laughing.

Violet lit up (not literally), putting one finger in the air as she asked, "Since you are on the Outsiders and she is on Infinity, Inc. and they are considered 'competitors,' does that make you star-crossed lovers?"

"We aren't lovers!" Vic howled, burying his red face in his hands. Garfield had toppled off his chair, transforming into a hyena halfway there, filling the backyard with creepy hyena laughs.

He was cut off partway through a laugh when Lian screeched, "Doggy!" and launched herself onto Garfield's back. Jade was watching on with an eyebrow raised. Will was clearly unsure if he should go interrupt or if he should let it be.

Tara gently jostled Perdita, commenting in a loud stage whisper, "You have competition."

Perdita grinned before dramatically clutching her chest, "Oh however will I compete with such cuteness? Why, I should just give up now! Let Lian take my boyfriend's affections!"

Garfield weaseled (literally) his way out of Lian's hold, switching to a purring cat as soon as he managed to launch himself onto Perdita's laugh. She giggled before running her fingers through his fur. Ed grimaced at them, "That is so far beyond acceptable PDA, it's not even funny."

"Does it really count?" Jaime wondered, holding his own girlfriend's hand under the table, eye twitching like it normally did when he was blatantly ignoring whatever Khaji was telling him.

Stephanie leaned over from where she was leaning against Tim, "I would almost say blatant bestiality is worse."

"Annndddd we've gone past acceptable conversation to be having in front of small children," Artemis said, gently smacking the back of Stephanie's head. Stephanie pouted up at her. Artemis rolled her eyes, unrepentant.

Dick chuckled and moved to stand back by Will and Jade, "You two were the smart ones, staying out of the line of fire."

"Teenagers are evil," Will responded confidently. Jade smirked in agreement.

Dick snorted, "Some day your kid is going to be a teenager, too."

"She'll be the best kind of evil, though," Jade purred. Dick shivered at the implications.

Will sighed, "Please don't turn our daughter into an assassin."

Jade shrugged, "Even as a baby, murder made her laugh. I can't help what she's born as."

Dick sent Will an alarmed look, "I'm sorry, what?"

"Long story," Will muttered, pouting at his wife. Jade had moved on to tapping some sort of note into her phone. Will sighed.

Before Dick could say anything else, Dick's phone rang, Sighing at the interruption, Dick pulled it out. Before he could even see who it was calling, Brion called over, "No phones!"

Dick spluttered, "Are you serious? Someone has to have their phones on them! I'm involved in several cases at the moment – police and hero!"

Before Dick could get out another excuse, Bart was there, pulling the phone right out of Dick's hands and yelling, "Yoink!" behind him. Dick gaped at him.

Artemis started laughing, hands on her knees as she bent over with the force of it. M'gann and Conner leaned against each other, giggling quietly. They were probably making fun of him in their mind link. Rude. Even Kaldur was quietly smirking at him. He hadn't laughed since Wyynde had been taken, but this was closest he'd gotten in a while. Dick rolled his eyes, smirking back.

They were interrupted by the sound of another phone ringing. Virgil asked incredulously, "Seriously? We said no phones, guys!"

Kaldur blushed, pulling his phone out of his pocket and sheepishly turning it off. Against his will, Dick felt something uncomfortably like paranoia stirring low in his gut. What were the odds that he and Kaldur would be contacted within a minute of each other? Someone must need to get ahold of them. And the only case that they were both on was…

Artemis scowled at Dick, "Oh no. I know that look. You agreed that today would be no business."

He scooted closer to her, speaking quietly, "What case are both Kaldur and I on? It could be important."

"And we're not?" Artemis asked archly. Dick had planted the seed of doubt in her mind, though. She knew exactly what he was talking about. The seed grew into a tree when her phone started ringing as well.

Ed through his hands in the air, "Are we the only ones who don't have our phones on?"

"I have my phone on," Perdita informed them. When she got glares in response, she shrugged, "I, at least, have the excuse of being a queen. My people could need me."

Dick just barely heard Garfield whisper into Perdita's ear, "That's hot, babe." She giggled when Jaime made a retching noise from the other side of them.

Ignoring the friendly jeering and complaining from the kids, Artemis answered her phone, putting it up to her ear, "Hello, how can I help you?... This is she…. A… who? Could you repeat that, please?... I'm sorry, could you please put this person on the phone?" She raised her eyebrows at whatever she heard in response to that statement. She coughed at whatever was said next, fumbling and almost dropping her phone. The rest of the yard was silent at that point, invested in the phone conversation. They only got more invested when Artemis yelped, "Wyynde?"

Kaldur's head snapped up and he practically teleported to Artemis's side, demanding, "Put it on speakerphone."

"Artemis? Artemis, are you still there?" A voice that was clearly Wyynde's, even if it was distorted, asked.

Another voice piped up after Wyynde's, "See, idiot? I told you that you should have told her more gently!"

Wyynde snapped back, "What do you know about being gentle?"

"I'll show you gentle," the other voice threatened. That voice didn't sound like Wally. There was something familiar about it, but the distortion on the phone made it impossible to tell if that was just wishful thinking. Who could it be, though? It took a lot to get Wyynde to snap at someone, so whoever they were, they had clearly gotten down to Wyynde's last nerve.

Cautiously, Kaldur spoke, "Wyynde? Is that really you?"

"Kaldur," Wyynde breathed out, "Yes. Yes, it is me. It is so good to hear your voice again."

Kaldur nearly melted, relief slackening all of his features, "Where are you? We will come get you."

"Ah," Wyynde hesitated, causing a pit to open in Dick's stomach, "That might not be so easy. I am afraid, well. We have been arrested for stealing a boat, unlawfully docking in a private dock, and kidnapping. Thankfully, I was recognized as an Atlantean, so they are giving me deference while waiting for an Atlantean ambassador to arrive. I told them that I would contact some people first."

"Wait," Dick said, "First of all, who is we? Second of all, why would you call me first and not Kaldur?"

Wyynde sighed, low and tired, "That would be Jason's fault. He insisted that we should call you first even though it made more sense to call Kaldur as he is an Atlantean. Although, I do find myself mildly confused as to why you are all together and yet only Artemis answered her phone."

"You didn't answer my first question. Who's we?" Dick asked desperately. He was probably being rude, but that didn't matter. Clearly there was this other person – Jason – but Wyynde had indicated that he and at least one other person were being arrested for kidnapping, so that likely meant that Wyynde and this Jason figure were arrested for 'kidnapping' other people. Dick had no idea what that meant. If Wally was with them, then why would officials think that he'd been kidnapped?

Wyynde's voice was softer with understanding when he replied, "Wally is here with me, Dick. He is – still having complications with his memory, though, so please be forewarned. Beside him, there is Jason, Talia al Ghul, and her son, Damian."

Conner choked, "Her what?"

Dick had already checked out, though. Wally was there. Wally was right there. Dick could finally get him back. It didn't matter if he was having memory complications. All that mattered was that Dick could finally get him back after over two years.

Dick cut off whatever Wyynde was saying about Talia al Ghul and her kid (which, admittedly, was not something that Dick had ever imagined being a thing), "Where are you? How do we get you out?"

He could hear the wince in Wyynde's voice when he answered, "I am not certain how easy it will be to get us released. When Jason and I came into port, we did have a baby in our arms and two people restrained in various parts of the ship."

"Can't you just say that you're a hero and were apprehending people? I mean, Wally and al Ghul are both supervillains, so you wouldn't be lying," Garfield asked. He had wandered over at some point during the conversation. When Dick looked up, he realized that most of the others had gathered around as well. He felt his heart warm at the silent support he was receiving from all of them.

"If they knew that, though, then they would take them away. I wish for them both to come with us," Wyynde answered. Dick raised an eyebrow. Why on earth did they want Talia? Then again, they did have her kid. Maybe that was why? How young was this kid? How did they not know that there even was a kid? This was a very bizarre scenario.

Or maybe Dick was just having a hard time processing it because he was so happy at the thought of seeing Wally again. He wasn't going to let Wally slip out of his fingers. Not again.

"Okay," Kaldur said, pulling the whole group back on track, "At the very least, Batman's lawyers should be able to get you out of trouble. I will ensure that the Atlantean ambassador that is coming to you is aware of the situation as well."

"Thank you, Kaldur," Wyynde said sincerely. He paused before admitting quietly, "I really missed you, Kaldur. I thought of you every day." There was a retching noise behind him. When Wyynde spoke again, it was back in that irritable tone, "Jason, I swear, if you do not stop making noise, I am going to hurt you. And you know that I can. I just spent three days in a boat with you. I am at the end of my rope."

The other voice, Jason, apparently, snapped back, "Why don't you yell at Wally? He was the most obnoxious!"

"Wally did the most to take care of the baby. Wally is also not here. He is being held in a different part of the building. Or are you too seasick to notice that?" Wyynde hissed.

"I didn't get seasick! It was your trash job docking that made me sick!" Jason growled back. Wyynde made a wordless noise of frustration.

Will and Dick shared a look. That was… wow. It really took a lot to wind Wyynde up. Who was this guy?

Kaldur had walked away by that point, already on the phone to do the things he'd promised Wyynde. At this point, it was only a matter of time. Dick was going to get Wally back. He was going to get Wally back.

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Wyynde glanced curiously at Jason as he slumped once the phone call ended, "Are you alright?"

Jason shook his head, uncharacteristically vulnerable, "I thought I was ready for them to know who I was until I heard Dick's voice. How can I tell them that I've been alive this whole time? How can I explain that I died? I – I fought them, Wyynde. Dick was there with the others and some kids I don't know. I fought them and stopped them from getting what they wanted. I think. Some of those details are kind of fuzzy. But… I've been gone for so long. How can I just come home?"

Wyynde put a comforting hand on Jason's shoulder, "You heard how excited Kaldur was to hear from me. You heard how excited Dick was to hear about Wally. I have heard of their grief over your death. They will welcome you back as surely as they will welcome back Wally and me."

Rubbing a hand over his face, Jason said, "Okay, okay."

Carefully, Wyynde put a hand over Jason's shoulder, pulling him in closer. Wyynde had bonded with Jason and Wally over the time they spent under Ra's al Ghul's control. He would consider them to be very good friends at this point. It hurt him to see how scared Jason was, especially with the knowledge that he was so much younger than Wally and Wyynde.

It didn't matter, though. That fear would go away soon. As soon as they could see their loved ones again, everything would be better. It would. Wyynde would make sure it was.

Author's Note: And there you go! I bet you guys thought we were going to get to the reunion this chapter, didn't you :P Haha, being honest, I totally did. But then the chapter kept going and going and going and I'm like, dang, we ain't getting to the reunion. Next chapter, though! (Maybe, heheheheh) Thanks for reading!