"You wanted to prove yourself?" Robin asked, tense. "Now you've got your chance. You need to find Batman."

"Wait, what?" Wally held his hands out when Robin lifted them up and put dark, grey gloves that only kind of fit on them.

"These are my old ones, since yours were fried when Batman found you, so there's no communicator in them. Put this one into your ear."

A tiny communicator was placed into Wally's hand that he looked over before putting it into his ear. There was some static before it faded away. It almost reminded Wally of the old communicators of the League, before he got one put into the earpiece of his cowl.

After that a thin belt was thrown around his waist and fastened. Wally looked down at it while Robin quickly walked around the room and suddenly stopped right in front of Wally again "Hold your breath!"

A spray can appeared in front of him before Wally could question why. So he quickly stopped breathing as Robin sprayed his entire chest area black, effectively making a mess of the suit. Wally didn't even see the spray can being chucked somewhere into the room as he looked down at his chest and pulled the suit away with two fingers. "What the hell? What did you do that for?! And my skin, I'm so gonna need a long shower after this!" He made a face as he felt the wet suit slap back against his chest.

Robin simply stepped back and admired his work. "This will do." After that he held out a weird black thing and held it out for Wally to take.

Wally took it. "Could you like, explain anything?!" It was a slim, black mask for his eyes.

"You're going to go out there and look for Batman. He's been gone for five days now and none of us can find him. You want to help? This is your chance." Robin said as he stepped up into Wally's personal space again and pulled a bit at the gloves, making sure they fit well enough. "We can't have you be associated with the Flash here. If word gets out and somehow reaches Central, we're going to have a curious Speedster coming to Gotham and we've got our own problems."

"God forbid you ask for help…," Wally murmured under his breath.

"What?"

"Nothing! I'm not a dog, how do you expect me to find him. Do we have a clue where he went?" Because if not then it would take time, even for him. Looking at every crook and corner that there was in a city, combined with different levels of heights and floors...yeah, he'd need a lot more food and time as well.

The other nodded. "We have." He walked up to the computer and tapped the keys a few times as a map of Gotham appeared. "Over there is Arkham City. It's a cut off section of Gotham which houses most criminals from the Asylum and Blackgate prison."

"Wait. You guys have an entire..district as a prison?" Wally stared at the highlighted section that appeared to be Arkham City. How weird was that. He had never seen anything like that before. Did they have their own shops in there? How did the prisoners live in there?

"We do. Although it's a failing experiment, it's just a matter of time," Robin said ominously as he highlighted another part of Arkham City itself. "Before Batman vanished, he was investigating something in that area. I already went to check there but didn't find anything. Not even a trace. It's a rundown part of the prison itself. Due to being Old Gotham before, parts of the buildings collapsed as the ground gave way. It was never repaired. Batman was trying to find a man called Julian Day aka Calendar Man."

Wally took everything in, his mind reeling from the fact that there was an entire prison district and a guy called Calendar Man who one upped Batman? This dimension was way too strange. "So I'm going to go there and inspect everything again and..work from there?"

"Exactly. Report anything of significance you find to me and Oracle. The communicator will connect you to the both of us at all times. We will know your location from it as well."

"Alright." Wally nodded and rightened the gloves himself. They were just slightly too big but would fit well enough for the next few...minutes or hours. Depending on how this one would go. "How do I get out and in which direction is this Arkham City?"

Robin had turned his back to Wally to stare at the map of Gotham but glanced back before actually turned around. "Right. Come." With that he walked towards an old elevator outside of the room. Wally followed him and stepped in as well.

They rode the elevator up and stepped out on a giant rooftop. It even had a helicopter landing space!

The wind whipped against Wally's face. He wished he could use his cowl to protect his head from the sharp air. He took the time to look at his gloves and sighed. He must look a mess with the red suit, black gloves and mask. His chest smeared black as well. And it was also freezing out here, he kinda wished for a jacket but his own body heat would have to do.

He followed Robin to a railing to the left of the landing pad that let them overlook part of Gotham, a giant body of water in between and then more of the City in the distance. "Arkham City is over there. Watch out when you enter it, the criminals in there are...bored, I guess. Try not to be seen, at least not speeding around." Then he turned slightly to the right. "North is over there. You need to go to the western part of Arkham City. Not that you could miss it. Part of the buildings have fallen into the water. When you see that you're on the right way. After that...it's your call to look around," Robin said as he turned back to Wally, holding out a hand.

Wally looked into the distance and then down at the offered hand. He put his arm into the hand and held onto Robin's arm in turn, both nodding at each other.

"Find him, don't just run away."

"I won't," Wally huffed out. "I'll keep you updated, don't worry." He let go of Robin's hand and gave a mock salute before speeding away, over the water.

The distance easily fell away, leaving Wally to run alongside the high wall that seemed to encase Arkham City. He figured he wouldn't just run over it and cross the entire prison but to go around and then enter where he figured the best place was going to be.

Upon reaching the west side of Arkham City, the decision fell away since the wall had stopped a while ago.

Awed in a rather morbid way, Wally stopped atop a slanted rooftop that peaked out of the water to get a good idea of what he was actually seeing.

Several buildings stood at an angle and the farther out into the water the buildings went, the deeper they had sunk. Who knew how many floors the one he stood up on really had? He couldn't even see a point to enter it without jumping into the water.

He needed a higher vantage point to see more of it. The buildings ahead of him showed around three floors already and went higher up farther in. So he went for the closest highest building he could see, speeding up its wall. To his surprise the sign at the front of it was still working, casting an eerily bright light across the water that gently flowed between the buildings. Wally couldn't see what it said but he had other things to worry about anyway.

If Robin was right, then Batman had been around here somewhere. And while it did help him to have such a small area to look through it still seemed like an impossible task. Who knew what Batman had been looking for around here? This certainly didn't seem like a place to investigate someone called Calendar Man.

Some movement caught Wally's attention, so he ducked lower to avoid detection and watched figures walk around on the rooftop of the more intact buildings farther in. They were just…hanging out there? He couldn't really see them in this light, the reflected neon sign making it difficult to look past the brightness. But he could see smoke and hear distant, rough laughter.

Wally watched them for a minute before figuring he'd just have to work around them. Hopefully they were the only ones out here.

It didn't even seem like an interesting place to hang out at, he mused to himself before getting down from the roof and entering the building he stood on. The higher floor and then some of it was still above the water, one of the windows smashed in and the bars ripped away.

The building inside was dark, the neon light from outside too high up to be of any help. If only, it enhanced the eerie shadows in front of him. Wally stood there for a few seconds until the unfamiliar weight around his waist reminded him that Robin had given him…something. The other hadn't even explained it. At all.

Wally huffed out some air and started to inspect what he had with him. It seemed that he had three things attached to it. Feeling around, he took what felt like what might be a flashlight. He searched for any kind of button on it and actually found one at the end of it. Blinking at the sudden light, thankfully away from him, Wally took stock of what else he had. There was actually one folded Batarang and…he took the other thing out. It too unfolded once, leaving him with a tiny grapple.

"What the hell…" Wally murmured to himself and tried to fold it back. "What I'm I supposed to do with this? What would I need that for?" Complaining helped glossing over the fact that once he managed to get the grapple to fold again, that it hadn't actually been difficult. "Turns out I'm just stupid," he said to himself and shined the light around.

Everything was in disarray, papers wet and strewn about. As if everyone had just gotten up and left instead of taking things with them.

Well, at least he couldn't mess it up more than it already was. Using his speed, Wally went through every accessible room and looked into those he couldn't access but look into. But there wasn't any trace that would tell him that Batman had been there. He secretly wondered if he would actually recognize something that would tell him Batman had been anywhere.

Wally left the building after that. All of this would have been easier if the buildings would've been on the ground, without all that water. Sure, it wouldn't really slow him down but it did make things difficult. Entering a building, searching floors cast in darkness or half flooded. And he wouldn't put it past any Batman to wade through water to find something or someone. In this case a murderer.

A murderer… Wally felt a light go on above his head. Maybe he shouldn't look for something that told him that Batman had been there but rather a place he would check out to find a murderer. And a murderer wouldn't hide away in a stinky, wet building. Unless they were desperate. But from the short bit of information he had witnessed the murderer was actually on a killing streak. That usually meant planning, especially if calendars were involved.

Feeling confident about it, Wally started to zip around the buildings. He entered all of them but dismissed them faster this time. Especially those that had only a few rooms actually habitable. All of them looked untouched for a while now, in chaos or flooded.

Then there were those where even lower floors were accessible, the water somehow pushing against the windows but never really breaking them. Impressive for such old buildings. And making them creepier than they should have been. In one of those he even found a room full of guys hunkering down with a fireplace, drinking and laughing.

He quickly left them before they noticed him, after making sure that they weren't talking about Batman in any suspicious way.

It was one of the buildings where the base was half in water, half outside when he found something. He had meant to check out the building when two burly guys had gotten out of a hatch on the roof. Wally had quickly latched himself on a window just below the edge of the roof, ignoring the fact that he was a few floors up high. Instead, he concentrated on the voice not far away from him.

"Why do we hafta stay out here. 'm freezing my balls off," one of them said, the sound of a lighter following shortly.

"It's not like it's any warmer down there. And it's boring as fuck anyway."

"At least there's no wind tho. An' it's boring here too."

"Then quit complaining. At least we get paid for freezing your balls off."

"Haha, ain't you funny, asshole."

They bickered a bit more as Wally peeked over the edge cautiously. Both had moved apart, almost like sentries, overlooking as much as they cared to actually look out for.

So they got paid to be here? That was already suspicious enough for him to check this building out. The only problem was that the hatch they had come out of had been rather squeaky, one of the reasons he had noticed them early enough. Which meant he had to get rid of them.

He looked between the two of them and simply took off. He grabbed the lighter looking of the two, the one smoking, and simply dashed off and placed him in another part of Arkham City before going back to the roof to deal with the other guy.

Interestingly enough he didn't have to. Wally had only been gone for around two seconds but he had cut off the smoking guy from saying something, which had drawn the other guys attention who was now wildly looking around.

Wally watched from another roof as the guy muttered something and then took off from the roof. "Nobody said nothing 'bout dealing with the Bat tonight." And then the guy was hastily climbing down the outside of the building.

Wally watched in fascination.

It felt weird to ride on the Batman's reputation. But it certainly made his current job easier.

At least the roof was empty now. He made for the hatch, the heavy metal squeaking as predicted before he slipped inside, the hatch falling shut with a heavy clank.

Light filtered in from outside the air, dusty and quiet. That one guy had been right, at least there was no chilling wind in here.

He took a moment to get the flashlight out and then went for it. The current floor didn't hold anything of interest nor did those further down. Until he reached the second floor. There was a gaping hole in it, as was in the ground level floor. He shined his light down but could only make out the ground at the end of the hole which was all dark as well. He used the stairs to get to the base level and braved the jump down as he was. Of course he could have used his speed to try running down the hole and then on the ceiling and walls of the room below. But he didn't dare it since he couldn't see the walls or what lied beyond the angle he could shine his light in.

His stomach dropped as he fell through the air, the ground farther away than he had perceived it as. But all that skidding and tripping all these years didn't leave him without some skills. In that case properly rolling himself after a longer fall, some rubble on the ground helping him with the angle. Until his knee banged against a loose brick wall and he quietly cursed up a storm as the pain slowly faded away. "Goddamn," he murmured to himself and took in his new surroundings.

This was either the basement or something unconnected to the building above him, the walls not really matching up like before. The room was bigger and he could see no stairs leading down this way. Well…glancing at the sunken and collapsed wall there might have been once. Thankfully it seemed to be the dry side of the building or he would have walked through mud.

Most of the room was just a mess like the other ones he had searched through. There was absolutely nothing that would make this place valuable, especially not enough to pay two guys to guard it.

Which is exactly why Wally took a closer look at everything and…the light and the dust might have been playing tricks on him but the brittle dust and dirt looked disturbed. And not by him.

He shined his light at it and followed the disturbance to one of the corners of the room where it became clear with every step that he wasn't imagining it. Here where no wind or other people could get to it, it was more obvious. All of the traces were too overlapping however to make anything out.

The little patch led him to a slab of concrete, lying innocently on the ground where the trace ended up going under. It was also rather particular to find that the slab of concrete didn't seem to actually belong here. There was no hole above it or in the walls. Nothing around where the piece could have fallen from.

Wally walked around it and noticed that there was some space between the wall and the slab of concrete and seeing how the trail led him there…

Putting the flashlight down at the ground, Wally wedged himself in the tiny space so that his back rested against the wall and he could brace his feet against the concrete. "Alright. Channel your inner Superman." He glared at the offending piece of rubble and pushed. "Nghaaa!" A shout ripped free as he gave it all he had. Only to suddenly stop and fall on his ass, breathing heavily.

He took a second to catch his breath and glare at the heavy slab. Musing about his option, Wally did consider vibrating through it. Only that that could be potentially dangerous depending on what was underneath it. What if it was Batman? What if it was just an empty room and nobody would care?

No, he thought and put his feet back against the concrete. He could do this.

Pushing with all his might, Wally felt like he was going to tear something within his body but he kept on going. And just when he fought something was actually about to snap within his body did the slab start to move. Just a little bit at first, but once Wally felt the thing move, he kept on pushing, barely breathing as he slowly stretched his legs, pushing the concrete away until he fell on his ass, the distance between the wall and the slab too big.

Wally heaved as he crumbled backwards, catching his breath. His stomach felt on fire from the sheer tension he had put it through. The noise of something rolling over the dirty ground made him turn his head to the side where he could see his flashlight rolling into a hole in the ground that he had freed up.

"Of course," he groaned and let his head lie back again, his entire body slowly calming down. He just hoped that whatever was down there wouldn't be alerted now. Not that it was out of the ordinary for him. Here he was on a delicate search for someone and he straight up just let his flashlight fall into some hole.

Still, he gave himself a few more seconds while trying to listen past the small rush in his ears which was quickly going away but...there was nothing. Despite the fading ache in his muscles, Wally felt too curious to continue catching his breath and slowly sat up. His legs quivered in a way he rarely ever felt but he knew it would pass soon enough, and moved closer to the hole he had opened up. It was bigger than what he freed up but there was no way he would be able to move the slab of concrete further than he did. Besides, the freed-up hole was enough for him to slip through. If he wanted to.

He peered down into it and could see his flashlight on the ground, shining its light against a wall it had landed in front of. Which was no help at all. Although...the room below him didn't seem entirely dark. There was a light coming from somewhere to the side and he cautiously stuck his head into the hole to see where it came from. The room was actually a small corridor with a weak, flickering light at the end of it.

Well...he had expected many things, most of all nothing, but this was..promising. He could picture Batman finding this and following it. The question was why the hole had been closed off. Or Batman hadn't come through here after all and he was just chasing a ghost. But he didn't really have any other leads. With a sigh, Wally turned around and let his legs dangle into the hole. There he lowered himself as far as he could take it with his arms and let himself fall down.

He landed with a dull thud, almost falling to the side before catching himself. His legs were protesting but he ignored it.

"Alright," Wally said to himself as a whisper and grabbed his flashlight. He made sure to turn it off before walking down the corridor to the flickering light. This almost seemed like some kind of b horror movie. If he wouldn't have his powers, he would have probably turned around a long time ago. No sane person would hang out around here save for some murderers.

But that was probably just Gotham.

Under the flickering light there was a steel door which wasn't locked. Wally opened it slowly, cautious of making any noise and glanced into the next room. "What…," he breathed out and opened the door wider. In front of him was a square room, only that the entire floor was missing. The room was illuminated quite well. He heard someone breath heavily and stepped forward, as far into the room as he could and looked down.

"Batman!" Down there was Batman! Taking a step back, Wally used his speed to get down the wall, uncaring of any tripping hazards like he had been before. He skidded to a stop besides the heavily breathing Batman. For just a second he allowed himself to look around and startled at the...were they...multiple Grundys? They were lying mostly in one corner, looking like corpses. Horrific, giant corpses. If that was this universe's version of Grundy...the one back home wasn't nearly this horrific. Or giant. Or had any twins as far as he was aware.

Wally turned back to Batman. There didn't seem to be any obvious injuries save for what one would sustain from a battle with Grundy. Or multiple ones. And the heavy breathing. "Batman," he whispered.

Had the other been here the entire time he had been missing? Or had Wally just catched up to him?

"Hey, Batman!" His voice got slightly louder but he didn't shout. Just because he couldn't see anyone didn't mean they were alone here. These Grundys had to come from somewhere….or it was just normal in this universe.

But Batman wasn't reacting and that made Wally nervous, so he activated his communicator. "Oracle," he whispered. "I've found Batman but he seems to be out cold. No life-threatening injuries that I can see..," he trailed off as he heard the hinges of a heavy door opening behind him.

"I knew you could do it!" Oracle said and sounded relieved. "Wait...are you underground? Your signal isn't as strong as it should be."

Turning to the side, Wally made sure to stay close to Batman as he watched a bald guy enter the room. Behind him two more, very intimidating looking Grundys.

The most concerning thing however was the baby in the man's arms.

"Wally, can you hear me? There must be some interference."

"Things just got...worse," Wally murmured underneath his breath. "Be back in a second."

"Nah-ah," the man waggled one of his fingers at Wally, the baby seemingly secure in the man's arms. "I must say I'm disappointed in you." He wasn't even really looking at Wally. "I told you what would happen if you were to call for help. And what do you do? No, no this won't do. I'm afraid this will be the end of dear, little-"

Without any warning, Wally zipped closer to what must have been Calendar Man, the tattoos around his head seemed pretty telling, and snatched the baby away. He went back to his position beside Batman, but remained standing.

"-Jeremy. What?" Calendar Man looked down at his empty hands and back up at Wally, as if seeing him for the first time. "Who are you? What was that?"

Right. He shouldn't probably promote his speed. Not now anyway. "Why, it's my little magic trick. Don't you like it?" Wally grinned while briefly checking over the baby. The small boy was just babbling along and waving his hands but he seemed unharmed. Thankfully. He smiled down before looking back at the problem in the room. There was no way he could get Batman and the baby out of here with them still there.

"Magic trick? No, no! You're disrupting everything! He's supposed to die in two days. We're so close! So close!"

Wally couldn't tell if he was witnessing a mental breakdown or if this guy was always like that. And he didn't dare ask Oracle about it right then. It was better to keep his attention on the man and the baby. Little Jeremy really did make things a bit more difficult.

"But it's fine, it's fine," Calendar Man took deep breaths as he calmed himself down. "We will simply have to rectify this situation. Saturday, Sunday, kill him!" Both Grundys started to move, inhuman noises escaping them as Calendar Man vanished behind both giants.

Alright. Okay. That was….okay. Quickly turning around, Wally gently placed Jeremy between one of Batman's arms and his torso, making sure the head was lying correctly on Batman's shoulder. "You'll have to watch the big guy for me Jeremy. Behave now," he told the boy who was just staring up at him with big eyes.

It would have been the most adorable thing ever, if there wouldn't have been two monstrous giants behind him.

Wally quickly turned around and zipped to the other side of the room, away from the two people he had to save, and took a broken brick from the ground, throwing it at one of the Grundys. Of course it did nothing upon impact but all he had wanted had been their attention anyway. Batman and Jeremy had to stay safe. "I'm here you dolts! Wanna bet who's stronger? You guys or me," he grinned with a lifted head. He wasn't even sure if his baiting and teasing would do anything to the two of them as they didn't really react besides angry growling and yelling. At least Grundy back home talked to people sometimes.

"We could also totally talk this out, if you like?" It was a shot in the dark and based on the way both Grundys - had Wally heard correctly earlier? Were they called like the weekend days? - ran towards him they didn't want to talk it out. "Nice," Wally huffed and speeded away from their attacks, landing a few punches on his own that did nothing at all.

He wouldn't be able to defeat them on his own, at least not in the way Batman had defeated the other's. Although he was curious on how he had done that. Surely Batman hadn't just..beat them up? That would be insane.

"I got a problem," he activated his communicator again. "Two Grundys and both are very mad."

"What?!"

"I said it! What do I do?!" Wally kept dodging their attacks while making sure to stay away from Batman and Jeremy. He sidestepped a rather large swing of an arm but didn't look where he went, so he stumbled right over the arm of a not so alive Grundy and fell over, landing on one of the bodies in the corner. "Oh, ew, no!" But the Grundy who had swung at him hadn't stopped his own momentum, punching the other one on accident as well.

That actually gave him an idea.

"Keep thinking, I'll try something."

"Wally-"

Oracles voice faded into the background as he focused on his enemies and made for the one who had tried to hit him. He used his momentum for a small jump and punched him right in the face, before ducking away underneath the other Grundy.

The one he had ducked beneath tried to turn after him, only to get tackled by the one Wally had punched. Both Grundys pushed at each other, obviously displeased.

Wally grinned to himself, and went right between the two again, making sure to catch the attention of one or two, only to zip away at the right moment.

It seemed that these Grundys had even less of a brain than the Grundy he knew. He didn't even have to do much for the two of them to go at each other in the end. Occasionally he made sure to antagonize them further and keep them away from those he meant to keep safe.

They became more violent the longer this went on and before Wally knew it did one of the two grab the other and smash his opponents face in. Over and over, despite there being almost only mush in the end. Wally stared at the scenario, having not expected…he had seen many things but…

He shook his head. These Grundys were obviously…not right and he had meant to deal with them, hadn't he? Yet he couldn't help but wonder if the Grundy he knew would have gone that far too. Something in his gut told him yes. That they just never had let it get that far.

Swallowing, Wally watched the one remaining Grundy slowly stop, breathing heavily as he stared down at what he had done. Seemingly unbothered, Grundy stood up and looked around, as if he had forgotten that Wally was there.

That was Wally's chance.

He picked up a brick from the floor and threw it at Grundy who just blinked the dirt away. Or into his eye. The blue skin didn't look too healthy now.

"Died…on Saturday," the giant growled and made for Wally in a little run. The rubble on the ground vibrated under Grundy's weight.

Wally easily sidestepped him and made sure to trip him up, causing Grundy to slam head first into the wall. The wall shook but held firm as Grundy slowly got up again, seemingly more dazed than before.

"Would you just listen! Are you still fighting?!"

Wally startled at hearing oracles voice. "Uh yeah, only one now though. One knocked the other out but my plan didn't make it that far."

"From what Batman told me back then, Grundy is no joke either," Oracle said with an exasperated huff. "So listen now. You're going to go to Batman and take a Batarang out of his belt. Right side, more to the back. You're going to unfold it and press the small button on it. After that throw it at Grundy."

He was at Batman's side in an instant and knelt down, tentatively, but also with the pressure of not having much time, and reached for the Batarang Oracle told him about. For some reason he had expected to get an electrical shock just for trying. "God, this feels so wrong," he murmured and let the Batarang unfold. He stared at it before Grundy making his displeasure loudly known drew him out of it.

He pressed the button, weird smokey trails wafting up, and threw the Batarang. It flew too much to the left and for an entire second he thought he had blown his chance!...but then it hit Grundy on the shoulder. If only Grundy moved around so much to get to Wally.

A faint, glossy sheen spread out from the Batarang embedded in Grundy's shoulder before it grew. Within seconds a layer of ice grew on Grundy's body, immobilizing him and freezing him in place. It even spread around the head.

Before Wally knew it, everything was quiet. Save for the faint cracking noise of ice in a too warm environment. And a baby's babbling.

Right. He probably shouldn't linger.

"It worked!" Wally immediately turned around and took in the room again. "How to get Batman out though? I don't want to leave him or the baby alone." It was times like these that he really wished for super strength.

"I'm glad! I could locate your position in the meantime. I already sent the Batmobile to you but…you'll have to get out by yourself. Or find a hiding space. The Batmobile can blow up the entire wall where you are but it's too risky to do that while you're there."

Wally looked from one wall to the other. So…he wasn't really underground? That felt impossible with the way he had traveled down floor after floor. "Which wall is it? I could try my hand at it."

"At blowing it up? Are there some explosives?" Oracle sounded even more concerned than before, muttering something about how she definitely couldn't blow them out of there then.

"Uh, no. Tell me which wall?" Although how she knew which wall it would be for him was beyond him.

"The north one. The plan shows some removed walls in the east. So…"

To the side of him were some bars, making makeshift cells. He looked around there somewhere and decided that this must be east then. There probably had been a wall once, before the bars were put in, meaning he had to take the wall left of it?

"Is it rude for me to ask again what you're going to do?"

"No," Wally actually chuckled and went up to the wall. There he placed both hands on it. "If you're right and if I'm right about the wall, then I'm going to make it blow up outward."

"How?"

He couldn't help but smile secretively, thinking about the hours spent with Barry, trying to perfect this. He never had…

"I'm going to vibrate my hands to match that of the molecules in the wall," he explained as he did so, his fingers already slipping into the wall as if it was mud. "And then-"

The wall exploded away from him with a loud snap the second he slipped into it almost completely, using his body as a way to direct the molecules away from him. "-I destabilize it enough to blow up."

He grinned at the fresh air when the dust settled. How this wall was facing into an open area on the ground was beyond him. Maybe he had moved farther underground than he had imagined.

"That's impressive!" She said and breathed out a laugh. "The Batmobile will arrive in a few seconds. Move Batman to one of the back seats and then sit down yourself."

The distant roar of an engine disrupted the otherwise quiet air, the sky appearing a slightly lighter grey in the distance. The sun must come up.

"And who's going to drive the car?" Wally moved back to his two charges and smiled at Jeremy before picking him up and glancing at Batman. Why hasn't he woken up yet?

He gave the frozen Grundy one nervous look before moving to the Batmobile that rolled to a stop, the back opening up.

"Woah, that!" The Batmobile was a tank? What? That looked awesome.

Oracle laughed in his ear. "That's the usual reaction. And it will drive itself, with my supervision of course."

"Are you serious?!" Wally said as he gently placed Jeremy on one of the empty seats. He mentally told the baby to stay right there before zipping back to Batman.

"I am! Don't worry about it."

Alright. He'd just worry about the next issue. Like how he should move Batman. Unsure how to go about this, Wally bent down and put his hands underneath Batman. The heavy cape prevented him from a good grip and he had to pull on the cape this way and that so that it left enough room for him to put his hands underneath Batman's arms. Satisfied, he lifted Batman up as far as he dared and started to walk backwards towards where he knew the car was, Batman's boots dragging over the floor.

"He's as heavy as he looks," Wally groaned out, feeling mildly bad about dragging the other like that but there was no way he'd be able to lift him bridal style. Or any other way.

Oracles laughter chimed in his ear as he reached the car and gently placed Batman back on the ground. There he stood over him, both of his feet planted on either side of Batman. He reached down and pulled Batman up by an arm. Once the other was close enough, Wally bent lower and basically hugged Batman around the torso. Feeling slightly flustered for no reason at all, Wally stood up and stepped forward. He had lifted Batman just high enough to place him decently in the empty seat and made sure the other was sitting upright enough without the danger of slipping. Wally stepped back when the restraints at the top of the seat moved down, keeping Batman in place.

"Cool."

"I know right? Get in too."

Wally would have preferred running alongside it but there was Jeremy and the fact that Robin had said he shouldn't be seen.

Sighing, he gently picked up Jeremy who babbled at him, he was such a good baby, and sat down. The restraints moved down for him as well before the seats tipped back and moved back into the car.

Lights around the interior made it easier to see while the car started to move. They would have been jolted around rather badly if the seats wouldn't have had some counterbalance built in, making the ride almost easy on the stomach. Almost. But Wally would endure.

After a little while he leaned back, cuddling Jeremy close and let his head fall sideways watching Batman. The lights weren't that bright and Batman's suit too dark to make out many features but Wally could still clearly see the others chin and mouth. He realized that this was the first time that he could take a good look at the other. Without the constant movement of Batman appearing or vanishing out of sight. Or the anxiety that whatever Wally said would make him anything less but harmless. But now…

The chin he could see looked nothing like the one from back home. He hadn't even thought a taller Batman could or would exist. It was still a rather attractive chin however. If he looked like anything close to Batman back home, he would probably be very attractive….

Shaking the silly thoughts from his head, Wally turned his attention down to Jeremy and smiled somewhat. He let Jeremy play with one of his hands, the gloves material fascinating the boy enough to make him laugh.