So uh, the last chapter was... Eventful...

Hehehe...

Also, there will be no "resurrections" in this story.

Once you're dead, you stay dead.

Also, please note that I was half way finished with this chapter before I even got an reviews for the last one, so no one take offense to Melissa's middle name!

Thank you!


It wasn't until several hours later that the Team and League learned that Barbara had been paralyzed from the waist down.

Apparently, the bullet had pierced through Dick and into Barbara's spine.

There was no chance of saving him. The bullet went through the center of his heart; he was dead before the crowd realized he had even been shot.

Zatanna was a mess, and she wouldn't even let Johnny out her arms, much less out of her sight.

Poor Tim. He had lost both of his older brothers, one of which he never got to meet.

All he and Alfred could do was comfort Zatanna, and wait for Bruce to get back from his mission.


Barbara couldn't believe it.

Her best friend was dead, and she was paralyzed.

She could no longer feel or use her legs.

She would forever be in a wheelchair.

The worst part? Dick wasn't even alive anymore to tease her, and make sure she was okay with such a sudden change in her life.

That was what made her cry her eyes out in her hospital bed.


"Artemis? Are you awake?" Wally asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

"Yeah. What's wrong, Baywatch?" She asked.

"I want Melissa's middle name to be named after Dick, but nothing I can think of goes with Melissa." He sighed.

"What have you thought of?" Artemis asked him.

"Just Rachel. But I don't like it with Melissa."

"Yeah, I don't like Melissa Rachel West either." Artemis mumbled.

The two lovers laid in be in silence for a few more minutes, the only sound in the room being the crickets outside the open window and their breathing.

Artemis gasped softly.

"Robyn." She said.

"What?" Wally questioned.

"Robyn- for Melissa's middle name. But with a "y" instead on an "i". Melissa Robyn West." She suggested, rolling over onto her side, now facing Wally.

"Jaiyden Micah West, Iris Jade West, and Melissa Robyn West. All of our kids have names now." Wally said, wrapping his arms around his Spitfire.

The two soon fell asleep in each others arms.


Dick's funeral was two days later.

Both Bruce and Zatanna were a mess. Zatanna because her son no longer had a Father, and Bruce because of guilt.

If he hadn't made Dick accept that award for him, he'd still be alive. Richard would be breathing and Batman would be in that coffin instead.

Barbara being in a chair may or may not have happened, but Dick would be alive.

His grandson lost his father at a young age.

Like Father, like Grandfather.

Bruce didn't even know where to look when it came to finding Dick's murder.

Because he didn't know who the shooter was shooting at.

Dick or Nightwing?

Was Dick shot because he was Nightwing, or because an enemy found out he was Dick Grayson?

Bruce feared that he'd never know.

Artemis walked up to Zatanna, throwing her arms around the magician. Zatanna sobbed into Artemis's blouse, one arm around the archer's waist, while the other held on to Johnny.

"Zee, I am so sorry." Artemis cooed, stroking her hair.

Zatanna mumbled something into her chest, something Artemis couldn't understand.

"What?" She asked.

Zatanna pulled away, before repeating herself.

"I'm pregnant. I found out yesterday. Dick's never going to get to know about the baby." She stifled a sob.

Artemis gasped, before wrapping her arms back around Zatanna.

Lian walked up to her Aunt and the sobbing magician.

"Xin vui lòng không khóc. Đừng buồn. Chú Dick sẽ không muốn khóc. Ông luôn luôn nói rằng khi bạn khóc nó làm cho anh ta muốn khóc, quá. Ông sẽ luôn luôn nói với bạn để được mạnh mẽ. Vì vậy hãy mạnh mẽ, o Zatanna." She cooed in Vietnamese, before handing a Zatanna a lily.

Zatanna took the flower, and gave the little girl a small smile. Lian smiled back, before leaving to go find her Mother.

"What'd she say?" Zatanna muttered to Artemis.

"I'll tell you later." Artemis said, still stroking her hair.


A week later Zatanna found out that she was also pregnant with twins.

Dick was going to have two children he'd never get to meet.


Artemis went into labor on October 24, just a week before her due date, and three weeks after Dick's death.

"Ow! Fuck this hurts so much!" She gasped, holding Wally's hand as a contraction rocked through her body.

"I know. But atleast we're not stuck in an elevator this time around." He joked.

Artemis chuckled lightly, being thankful for that. "Tell me about it."

"Artemis?" Dinah spoke, entering the room.

"Yeah?"

"Baby A is breeched, and you're at eight centimeters. If she doesn't rotate before you become fully dialated, I'm going to have to give you a Caesarian." Dinah informed her.

"Okay. Whatever keeps them safe." Artemis agreeded, earning a kiss on the forehead from Wally.


Iris Jade West and Melissa Robyn West were born on October 25, 2021 at 3:56 and 4:03 a.m. by Caesarian section.

Both baby girls were blessed with bright red hair and pale skin. One of them weighed five pounds, eight ounces; the other was six pounds even.

"Wally, look at them!" Artemis cooed, as Dinah and Diana handed both little girls to their Mother and Father.

"We made them." Wally smiled, holding Baby A in his arms.

The only problem Wally and Artemis had, was that they had no idea who to name who.


"Bart, come in here." Artemis said, now laying in a hospital bed in the Watch Tower's MedBay, her oldest daughter in her arms, while her little sister was in Wally's.

The speedster, now almost seventeen, entered the room.

"Yeah?" He asked, rubbing the back of his neck.

"Which baby is which?" She cooed.

"Baby A is Irey, Baby B is Melissa." He told them, before leaving the family alone.

"Hi Irey. I'm your mommy, sweetie." Artemis cooed at the newborn in her arms.

Wally smiled down at Melissa, his youngest who was named after his best friend who they had all lost.

"Hey Mel. You were name after someone really important to me and your Mom. And you're going to be special, just like him- but not the retarded kind of special." Wally cooed.

"Good God the things you say to our children!" Artemis groaned.

"What was it that you said to Jai after he was born? 'Don't blow up the house trying to get super speed or your mom will kill the both of us.'." Artemis scoffed, rolling her eyes.

"I love you." Wally said.

"Love you, too, Baywatch."

Please don't cry. Don't be sad. Uncle Dick is not going to want to crying. He always said that when you cried it made him want to cry, too. He would always tell you to be strong. So be strong, o Zatanna.