Things had finally started to really fall into place. Barry worked during the day and on occasion would work into the night. Those nights Sasha would get a ride over to where he was working and bring him dinner and sit with him for a while. And like Clark he would patrol his city.

Clark looked up as Sasha entered the apartment.

"No date with Barry tonight?"

"No, I just had lunch with him and he has to work late so I told him I would see him tomorrow."

"You seem happy."

"I am. Where is Lois?"

"On assignment."

"And you two aren't together on that?"

"After all that has happened I am still unsure about leaving you alone."

"Normally I would that is sweet but you can't keep putting your life on hold. Clark you're Superman and you have to help others besides me."

"I know and I do."

"Go with Lois, I will be fine alone."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes go."

"Alright, we will be back tomorrow, you know how to contact me if you need me."

"Yes big brother I do. Now go." Sasha said to him. He leaned down and kissed her on the cheek and took off. Sasha shook her head and actually jumped slightly when he phone rang.

"Hey Sasha."

"Hi Barry, arent you supposed to be working?"

"Looks like I should be done early, do you want me to stop by?"

"Sure I am home alone."

"Ok so about an hour I should be there or faster if I cheat."

"Cheat I miss you." She giggled

"Ok so in about ten minutes then. See you soon."

"See you soon." She said to him. She hung up the phone and turned around to start working on a bit of cleaning she had originally figured to do even with Clark there. She turned when she heard a noise, she walked out onto the balcony and looked around. She smiled when she heard the door open, turning around she looked toward the door.

"You're earlier than I expected."

"I missed you." He said, he walked over to her, she turned around and again looked toward a sound when a shot rang out and slammed into her chest. Sasha flew backwards, sending her slamming into a table.

"Sasha?" Barry dropped down next to her, blood was starting to soak her shirt and the floor. "Come on say something." He pulled his phone from and called Clark.

"We have a problem."

"Barry what's wrong?"

"Uh Sasha has been shot,"

"How and where were you guys?"

"At the apartment. I am going to take her to the hospital."

"Be careful with that. Call Bruce I am on my way."

"Clark she is going to bleed to death."

"Call Bruce, he will get a doctor that can keep her and her secret safe."

"He doesnt get here fast enough I'm calling an ambulance."

"He will, just keep her from bleeding to death, alright. Stay calm Barry."

"I'm trying really I am."

"I'll be there soon."

Barry hung up his phone and dropped it on the floor, he looked around and headed into another room looking for towels.

"Sasha please don't die on me." Barry did dropping down next to her, he lifted her shirt looking for the wound, he could see was blood and allot of it.

"Barry."

"Hey, you're going to be alright."

"It hurts."

"I know. They are coming to help you."

"I know he will." She said, he voice coming in short gasps. Barry had his hands over the area he saw the most blood. He could swear that it was forever when he looked up and on the balcony landed Clark, next to him Bruce lowered himself onto the balcony. Barry looked at them, his eyes pleading with them.

"We've got her Barry."

"I didnt even hear it until it hit her. I couldn't do anything."

"Barry it wasn't your fault."

"Clark we need to get them both out of here. That isn't all her blood."

"I've got Sasha." Clark said leaning down and picking her up.

"Come on Barry." Bruce says as he touched Barry's arm. Barry nodded and followed him.

"Are you able to run?"

"I think so."

"Get to my house, now." Bruce told him. Barry looked at him but nodded, he turned and took off. Bruce headed back the way he came.

Clark landed outside Bruce's home, he moved around the side when Alfred opened a door and motioned him inside. Clark walked inside with Sasha.

"I should take her to a hospital."

"Like we could have taken you? Mr. Kent we know its impossible to explain the reason why she looks different."

"I know. Alfred she's been shot."

"Master Wayne told me. Bring her in here." Alfred led him into a side room, Clark looked around the room, medical machines, a table everything that would be needed in a hospital.

"Lay her on the table." Alfred told him, Clark nodded and lay Sasha on the table. He turned when he heard Barry come to a stop right next to him. Clark reached out and caught Barry as his eyes rolled back and passed out.

"Place Mr. Allen on that table. Remove his shirt, Master Wayne said he had been shot as well."

"The bullet passed through her and into him. Its lodged in his shoulder."

"Look again. There was two bullets." Alfred said bringing up the x-ray he had just taken of Sasha's chest.

"Can you get to it?"

"Yes. And so can the doctor Master Wayne called."

"Clark."

"I'm here Sasha."

"Is Barry ok?"

"He was hit but yes he's fine."

"I'm sorry." She said looking at him, tears rolled down her cheeks.

"Hey, it wasn't your fault little sister. Don't ever think this was your fault."

"Miss Kent, we are going to remove the bullet. It's time to rest, when you wake up again it will be gone."

Clark leaned down and kissed Sasha on the forehead. He stepped back as a doctor entered the room. He moved over to check on Barry.

"They will both be fine. This doctor is one of best. Let's wait out here." Bruce led him from the room.

"Clark go in the other room and change, might be a while."

"Yeah."

"There are clothes that will fit you in the closet."

"Thanks Bruce." Clark stepped into the next room and came out moments later.

Bruce led him down a hallway to a large room.

"We can wait here, Alfred will come get us."

"Yeah."

"This the first time she's been hurt this bad?"

"She was injured when I met her but nothing like this. Bruce I really do see her as my sister I can't lose her, I don't know how I would explain that to my mom and Lois."

"She won't die. Trust me, she's a strong young woman."

Clark sat down, Bruce handed him a drink, he took it but just sat it on the table in front of him. He knew his friend needed time especially that both Sasha and Barry were hurt.