"It hurts!" Wally wailed as his aunt and uncle tried to hold him down on the bed.
"I know Wally, I know!" Barry Allen told him. "It's just your metabolism trying to adjust, you need to be still."
"It hurts." Wally cried again. "It feels like I'm burning up."
"Iris, get a cool cloth for him please." Barry requested. He felt his nephew's face, which was hot with fever.
"Of course, I'll be right back sweetie." She promised the miserable boy.
"Wally this is why you can't use your speed anymore okay? The babies don't have your metabolism; they can't take it."
"Will they be okay?" The sixteen-year old asked nervously.
"I don't know. We've called Martian Manhunter, he'll be here soon okay. Just be calm and still." He begged his nephew. Iris returned with the wet cloth and held it to his face. The boy hissed as the cold material came in contact with his burning skin but then relaxed with a sigh. He grabbed the cloth from Iris and draped it over his forehead and eyes.
"Just make sure they're okay, please." He begged softly.
"Just get it out of me Bruce!" Dick insisted. He sat on the edge of his bed at Mount Justice, sobbing.
"Dick, you're upset. We aren't making any rash decisions right now." The Batman told him calmly.
"I don't want to have a baby." The teen sobbed.
"I know. I don't exactly want you to have a baby at fourteen either. But you're pregnant now and I want you to be sure before you make any choice." He told his adoptive son carefully. When the boy only began to cry harder and gasp for breath Bruce sighed. Sitting on the edge of the bed, he pulled Dick into his lap like when he was young and held him tightly.
"Please don't make me, please don't make me." Dick cried.
"I won't make you do anything you don't want to. But, I will make you wait. You're only four weeks pregnant, we have time. If you want an abortion in two weeks that's fine. In the meantime, talk to Black Canary." Bruce told him. The boy said nothing in reply, so his adoptive father simply held him close and let him cry.
"I believe the child will be alright." J'onn told the anxious family of speedsters. "Children" He corrected himself. "I had forgotten that it was twins." He smiled at Wally.
"Runs in the family." Wally grinned back weakly.
"Keep him in bed for the day, plenty of fluids and sleep." The Martian Manhunter told Barry and Iris. "If the pain returns, or the fever call me. If there is any blood, bring him to the watchtower at once."
"of course." Barry agreed. "Thank you so much for coming."
"It is the least I can do." J'onn told the three redheads.
"What do you need?" Conner asked quickly as he saw Artemis begin to stand.
"I'm just going to get some juice and pretzels. I can handle it." She replied, reaching over to pause the movie they were watching.
"No, I'll get it!" Conner insisted. Artemis rolled her eyes with a sigh and sat back down. Since their rescue Conner had been painfully over attentive to both her and M'gann. Oddly, it seemed he was almost purposefully avoiding the boys.
The Kryptonian entered the kitchen and began searching the cupboards for a bag of pretzels.
"Conner you know that I'm alright?" Artemis questioned gently. She watched him frown as he poured some pretzels out into a bowl.
"I know, but you're still weak from being starved. Black Canary said so herself." He argued.
"But I'll be okay. I know you're worried, but honestly M'gann and I are both okay." She snorted. "If you want to be worried about someone be worried about the rest of the team. All we did was sit in a cell playing tic-tac-toe on the walls. There's going to be three KIDS because of what they did to the boys."
"I know." Connor admitted. "I don't…understand though."
"Understand what?" Artemis questioned as Connor returned with a bowl in one hand and a glass of orange juice in the other.
"How?" He stated simply, handing her the snack.
"How they got pregnant?" Artemis clarified. Connor nodded. "Oh, well…uh." She stuttered.
"I know where babies come from." Connor told her in a rush when he saw the embarrassment on her face. "But, I thought they were boys?"
"They are." Artemis began slowly. "Kaldur, well apparently this is normal for his species."
"Wally and Robin are human." The statement hung in the air between them.
"Yes but, not like you and me…well, more like me than you…actually." Artemis struggled to find words to explain the situation. "Wally…his genes are a little different than a normal human. He has the…parts…of a girl and a boy. It's rare, but it happens."
"But he's a boy?" Connor asked, brow creased in confusion.
"Yes."
"Is Robin…?"
"No. Well…no. Do you know what transgender means?" Artemis asked.
"No."
"It's one the gender that you are biologically, isn't the gender that you are." She tried to explain.
"So he's a girl?"
"He's a boy…who has the body of a girl. He was born a girl but he actually is a boy."
"Oh…okay."
"Is something else bothering you?" Artemis questioned, seeing how the confusion on Superboy's face had only grown.
"I just…can't stop thinking about, if I was captured…."
"They would have made you do what Roy did." Artemis finished.
"Yeah."
They sat in the silence, movie still paused, for over an hour. Trauma had rocked their little team to it's very core. Nothing would ever be the same again and everyone knew it.