Seventy-six

"I see that everyone made it here on time for this evening's meeting," J'onn announced. "This meeting shouldn't take long; we're just going to go over the implementation of Flash's Code 7 relocation plan. Before I start, does anyone have any comments or questions they'd like to bring up."

"I do," Flash said, rising from his seat.

Seventy-seven

"Kali, what is going on?" Marty asked with concern.

Margo appeared, from the hallway, and stepped into the bathroom putting her arm around Kali's shoulder. "We can't help you if you don't let us," Margo said gently.

"I need to see Wally," Kali repeated. "I just need to see him."

"Where did he say he was going when he left here?" Margo asked.

"He didn't. He just left. He's not at his apartment. All I can think is that he is at the Watchtower. Do you have the phone number?" Kali asked sadly.

"It's in his address book in his night table," Marty answered, "That is, if he hasn't taken it with him."

"We've got to go to his apartment. Can you take me?" Kali asked with pleading eyes.

"Just let me clean myself up and we can go," Marty said hurrying to the upstairs bathroom.

"I'll stay here incase, Wally shows up or calls," Margo offered.

"Thanks," Kali said, hugging Margo.

Seventy-eight

"What do you have to say, Flash?" J'onn asked curiously.

"I don't want a Code 7 relocation."

"Excuse me?" J'onn said stunned. "You don't want to relocate?"

"Yes. That's correct."

"I'm afraid you don't have a choice, Flash. Your security has been breached and…"

"I do have a choice and I choose not to relocate. I like my job, my life, and my friends."

"I thought we agreed this was best," J'onn insisted.

"No. I didn't agree. You agreed."

"May I say something here?" Superman interrupted.

Flash sat down.

"Go ahead, Superman."

"I've reviewed the files on this case and I believe a Code 7 relocation may not be necessary," Superman began. "The security problem rests in that Flash was traced to and captured in Wally's apartment."

"Yes, that's true Superman, any criminal familiar with this information would know exactly where to look for Flash. It's a serious security issue," J'onn replied.

"I'd like to point out something we all seem to have overlooked. I'm surprised you haven't seen it yourself, J'onn," Superman said calmly.

With all eyes focused on Superman, everyone waited for the rest of his explanation.

"Thanks to you, J'onn, everyone believes that Wally is not Flash. There is documented proof now that Sarah Monocello saw Flash and Wally at the same time in the same room. No one could conclude that Wally is Flash because her testimony proves otherwise. At best, the most anyone could conclude is that Flash and Wally are friends, not unlike Clark Kent and Superman. If that fact requires a Code 7 relocation, then I'm afraid I'm a candidate as well as Flash."

Batman stood up. "If I may, I'd like to add something to what Superman has said."

Superman sat down and let Batman have the floor.

"I don't dispute the necessity of a Code 7 relocation; however, I believe that this solution may, in fact, aggravate the very same problems that we are trying to avoid. I suggest that if Wally and Flash were to disappear for seven months or any extended period, it could arouse suspicions rather than squelch them. It may not be as noticeable for those who do not know Wally, but people who do know when Wally left town could easily make a connection to the fact that Flash left town at the same time."

Seventy-nine

Kali and Marty arrive at Wally's apartment, just as the last two police officers are packing up.

"You all through here?" Kali asked.

"Who are you?" asked the officer closest to the door.

"I spoke with Lieutenant Tom Pierson earlier on the phone…" Kali began to explain.

"Oh yes, we've been trying to reach your husband, Mrs. West. We are all through here now. You can tell your husband we're sorry for the inconvenience," he said politely. "Ready to go, Ralph?" he called to the other police officer.

Both police officers walked past Marty and Kali and straight out the door, without looking back.

"Odd, isn't it?" Kali asked. "They don't ask for identification?"

"It's all in who you know…" Marty shrugged. "All you had to do was mention the Lieutenant's name," Marty explained. "Let's go see if the address book is still in the night table." He took off into the bedroom.

Kali looked around the living room, shocked to see the apartment such a mess. Don't they clean up after themselves? she wondered.

"Here it is!" Marty called out, holding it up as he returned to the living room.

"Do you want to call or shall I?" Marty asked.

Eighty

Just then, the phone rang. Superman, who was the closest, reached over to answer it.

"Hello?" he said into the phone.

Everyone in the room was quiet, waiting for Superman.

"This is Superman," he said quietly.

"Yes… I can help. I understand perfectly. No problem. I'll be right there. Yes, I remember the address. See you there then. Good-bye."

"Are we keeping you from something?" Batman asked, his eyes narrowing.

"Just another damsel in distress," Superman said smiling. "If we're through…"

"I think we're about done here," J'onn replied.

"Good. See you all later," he called before taking off.

"So, Flash, the ball is in your court. What are you going to do?" J'onn asked.

"I want to remain as a member with the Justice League, and am willing to move to a new apartment, but, I don't want to change my secret identity, job, or friends," Flash said adamantly.

"The floor is open to anyone else who wishes to express an opinion," J'onn announced.

"I see no reason why moving to a new apartment wouldn't take care of the immediate security problems," responded Wonder Woman. "I believe there is always time for a Code 7, as a last resort. Batman and Superman have made excellent points and taking Flash's reluctance to relocate into consideration, I recommend that the Code 7 be reduced to a Code 3."

"I agree, a Code 3 would only involve the minor changes to which Flash has already agreed," said Green Lantern. "There is no reason why an emergency Code 7 couldn't be enacted should the need arise at a later date."

"Okay then, if no one has anything else to say…" J'onn paused, looking around the conference table. "Fine. Then we're agreed. Let the records show that this case is closed with a security precaution level Code 3 to be enforced immediately."

"Thank you everyone," Flash said earnestly, visibly relieved.