DON'T OWN JL.

Wally could no longer pretend he was asleep. Flash was asleep and the two other Leaguers in the room, Batman and J'onn, were not talking at all. With a muffled groan, Wally sat up and rubbed his head.

"Anybody got any aspirin?" He asked in a tight voice. J'onn walked away for a moment and came back with two small pills in his hand. Wally took them and swallowed the medicine dry, before J'onn could offer him any water.

He swung his legs off the side of the bed and raised his hands over his head, stretching his arms.

He paused momentarily, despite his best efforts over the years; Wally had actually managed to pick up tips from the Dark Knight on how to get information.

" What happened?" He asked.

" You collapsed in the hall." Wally nodded slowly; he knew this, now it was time to see how much his teammates would tell him. He glanced behind him,

" What happened to him?"

" Same as you." Batman's deadpan response came quickly, without the hint of annoyance it often held. Wally's lips formed an

'O' shape and he placed a hand on his head again. He hopped off the bed and wobbled for a moment, missing the looks of concern passed between his teammates.

" Wally, we need to talk." Wally's foot missed a beat and he nearly tumbled onto the floor,

" 'Bout what?" He asked.

" About what happened to you two."

Wally's face split into a grin and he laughed,

" Hunger does that to people with fast metabolisms. I haven't eaten in like…three days. And this guy," He pointed over to his double and held in a wince, " Looks like he hasn't eaten in a few weeks."

Batman glared and Wally sighed. He walked back over and sat back onto the bed, his legs swinging off the side.

" You two are going to have to make a difficult decision."

" You mean like pepperoni or olives?" His laugh died out quickly.

" I am going to be straightforward with you." He ignored Wally's snort of disbelief and continued, " To put it simply, you and the Lord's version of yourself cannot co-exist in the same dimension. If both of you continue to stay here…you will both die."

Wally's eyes went wide and he looked around the room, desperate not to meet Batman's gaze.

" So…we're going to die?"

" Not if we can send Flash back to his own reality."

" But that would mean—"

"You will live." Wally shook his head absently, ignoring Batman's logic as it flashed through him,

" I can't…I can't send him back there. I won't." Batman sighed inwardly.

" You have a day to decide. You can talk it over with him."

" What? You're not gonna tell me that I have to or else?"

" No." He stood up and walked out of the room.

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Flash woke up ten minutes after Batman had left. He did not groan or ask for any aspirin. He gazed around and sighed in relief at the sight of a snacking Wally.

"Hey, you want some chips. They're good…or we got some other stuff…" He glanced around and tossed Flash a bag of Oreos, "Don't let J'onn know." He joked and Flash grinned.

"Thanks."

That sat in silence, munching at their snacks, swapping ideas for combinations and laughing at the faces Wally was making with the licorice. Flash grew quiet after a while and set aside his snacks,

"Did…did you hear the others earlier?" He asked quietly, fumbling with a cracker box.

"'Bout what? Oh, yeah…they are going to order pizza. Don't worry."

"Not that! Be serious Wally!" Wally's face fell but he regained his composure,

"What you don't like pizza?"

"God! Wally! I would think that after Dad—" He looked as if he had spoken taboo, neither Flash ever mentioned his past, especially their father,

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have—"

"Shut up and eat your cookies." Wally looked away and Flash felt his pain,

"Dad was the same to you then, huh?"

"I said shut up."

"Wally."

"…………Yeah. He was."

"I'm sorry."

"S'not your fault." He looked over at him, "And yeah. I did hear the others earlier."

"Then you know………………………I'm going back."

"WHAT?" Flash flinched at his tone and sat up.

"If I stay…we'll both die."

Wally had to hold in his, "SO?" response. Flash felt the awkward pause and pushed off the bed,

"I'm going to find John." Wally wanted to follow him and yell. Yell at him for making such a stupid decision, yell at Batman for not talking about it in another room and to yell at himself, for being the only one who obviously did not get it.

He pulled up his knees and rested his head on them, not turning to see who was walking toward him,

"Flash?" It was Diana, "Are you ok?"

"Yeah…" Diana sat next to him and placed a hand on his arm,

"Wally, look at me." Wally raised his head and stared at her blankly, "Well that's better."

"Funny. You should do stand up."

"It hurts…doesn't it?"

"What?"

"Having to let him go." Wally snorted,

"Pff…let him! If he wants to go, fine! Not like it matters…" His tone was harsh but his eyes were soft and Diana could see the pain he was in,

"It does matter."

"Princess…I told him to stay but everyone else kept saying that he had to go." Diana smiled at him and pulled him into a sisterly hug,

"Wally, you think with your heart, do you know that? Sometimes that's what gets you into trouble, but it is a good thing."

"Aww, c'mon Diana." The Amazonian Princess smiled again,

"It's true. Remember the time John was on trial? Even though he said he was guilty you defended him…and you also put your life on the line to prove his innocence."

"Yeah, and it took me a week to get that gas smell outta my suit."

"And with that mess with Grodd and his group. I only came back because you called me. And Batman only went to help because it was you who needed it."

"Bats would have gone to help anyone." Diana laughed,

"He's very passive aggressive. He would have taken longer to respond to someone else."

"And you know that how?"

"He told me." Diana moved back to see the youngest Leaguer better, "I know it sounds harsh, but the only reason that they are talking like this is because we don't want to loose you."

"But what about him? We all know what he's going back to."

"Fate has a way of hurting those who do not deserve to punish those that do."

"He'll die Diana."

"I don't want to say and you'll live, but that's it. We have bonded with you, not him. He knows this and he is willingly to go back home. We never know, maybe you being there changed something." She stood up, and walked out of the room.

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Wally sat on the bed, hundreds of things running through his mind. Logic and heart were clashing in a battle royal and it was making his head hurt.

He didn't want Flash to go back to his world, but he didn't want to die

He wanted to protect Flash, but he didn't want to go in his place.

He pounded the near by table in anger, every choice seemed like a selfish one.

'Well, now I know what the phrase 'Between a rock and a hard place' means.' He fell back into the pillows and sighed,

Flash had made his choice and he was going to support him anyway he could…hopefully things would turn out all right.

'I mean what else could happen?'

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