Hello Again! Remember my New Year's resolution! I'm updating in two months, not five (this time)! Way! Anyway, I'm really looking forward on hearing your reviews on this chapter because it is probably one of my favourite chapters! :D Just a warning, there is going to be swearing in this chapter (f word and s word)! Getting on with it then...

Disclaimer: I don't own Young Justice or any of its characters. *Tries to stop crying*

Robin's P.O.V.

I walked back into the cave, and found the others all sitting down on the sofas, not talking or doing anything. Megan was the first one to see come back and she shot out of Connor's arms.

"How is she? Is she okay? Is she alive? Huh! She's not dead is she?" Her eyes welled up with tears as everyone else turned to face me.

"She's stable, she's not dead but there is a chance that she'll die."

"How big is the chance?" Canary asked.

"24%." Everyone looked at me wide-eyed,

"Woah, why is there such a big chance?" Wally asked, Megan was silently crying as Connor hugged her.

"She took Venom." Wally and Canary stood up and said, "What?" in unison. Megan, Connor, Red Tornado and Kaldur all looked confused (well I assumed Red looked confused- he doesn't really show much emotion).

"What's Venom?" Connor asked and Red nodded (confirming my suspicions that he was confused).

"It's a type of anaesthetic that relaxes all of the major organs in the body; it puts the person into a coma. But sometimes it's too strong and instead of relaxing the organs, it shuts them down, killing the person." Wally said, not taking his eyes off of me, "Can I talk to you for a second?" I nodded and we walked out of the room, just outside of the door.

"Why the hell did you let her take Venom! You know how dangerous it is!"

"I know, I tried warning her but it's her body and I can't make that decision for her! Plus if it was my decision, I would have never let her taken it, you know that." Wally looked down, knowing I was right. "She only took the Venom for the team; she wouldn't have taken it otherwise."

"Why did she take it for the team?"

"If she didn't her hand-eye coordination would have been affected, and that's mandatory for archery; she didn't want to quit the team, so she took the risk."

"I didn't realise this meant so much to her, I mean I knew she enjoyed it but taking a big risk like that..." Silence rushed over us, Artemis meant so much to the team and she didn't even know it, and she might never know it. No, I can't think like that. She will know, she'll wake up and everything will be fine, everything will go back to normal.

We walked back into the room, the silence following us. Canary, Red and Kaldur had been whispering quietly and Connor was whispering comforting things to Megan, who was still upset. This had stopped when Wally and I walked back in; they all looked at us, possibly expecting to see one of us angry and the other annoyed, like we had argued, but if they were expecting that, they must have been disappointed since we both walked in with neutral faces. We sat back down; I fiddled with my sunglasses, something I did often when I was thinking. I thought about the team without Artemis, and tried to remember what it was like before she joined. All those memories had somehow faded out of my mind and were replaced by Artemis' face, her long blonde hair and athletic body. Her silver eyes looked back at me from my memories and I remembered all of the good times we had together, and all the good times we had as a team. If she didn't make it, I would have the best memories of her, but that's only an if.

I looked up as someone walked through the door.

"How's Artemis?" Batman asked as he stepped by the sofa, an air of importance surrounding him.

"She took Venom." Those three words caused Batman to turn around sharply and glare at me from behind his mask.

"Robin. A word." I knew that tone, and let me tell you it wasn't good, it wasn't good at all. The last I heard him use that tone was when I hacked into the Bat Cave and looked at all of the criminal case files. I sighed and got up from my seat, walking out of the door again. Batman looked me in the eyes and started speaking in his low, monotone voice.

"Venom? You let her haveVenom? Do you have any idea how dangerous that stuff is? I told you about it and you still let her have some! What were you thinking?"

"It wasn't my decision! You know that! She knew about the risk and she still took it! Anyway, there's more of a chance that she'll survive than die!"

"No, there isn't." My heart stopped.

"What?"

"The hospitals are lying so more people will take it and so they'll gain more money, there is actually 56% chance that she'll die and 44% chance that she'll live. They said 24% to keep it in moderation, so people did think that there was quite a big risk, but they didn't know how big it actually was."

"In moderation? They said it was 32% better than it actually is, that's a fucking big gap! Saying 55% is in moderation, not fucking 24!"

"Language."

"Do you really think language is important right now? I bet you were swearing away in your head when you first heard this! Artemis might die, and all you care about is my language?"

"I do care about Artemis." I looked at him, sighing.

"What are we going to do?"

"There's nothing we can do, just wait and see if she wakes up." I ran a hand through my hair, pushing it back and then letting it fall back into place.

"Anyway, you're on patrol instead of Artemis tonight, so you'd better start getting ready."

I nodded and went to my room. I flopped onto my bed and sighed a deep sigh. It's been a long day. I went back over each event in my head. I sighed again when the memory of Artemis falling appeared again in my mind; she was looking at me before she fell, I don't know why but it was enough for her to lose concentration and fall off of the trampoline. The memory replayed itself over and over, haunting me. I got up off my bed and stretched. I need a shower to clear my head that had become clouded with thoughts.

After my shower I had gotten dressed into my Robin gear and I went to the training room to get prepared for patrol.

I walked into the room and glanced at the uneven bars. No. I can't do that now and risk an injury before patrol. I went to the vault instead and placed myself at the end of the running strip (A/N I'm sorry I have no idea what that's really called). I saw the trampoline in my view and tried to forget today's events that I had just washed away. I shook my head, focus. I stretched and breathed in deeply, only focusing on my breathing. In and out, in and out, in. Eyes on the target, and run. I felt my leg muscles stretching and strengthening with every stroke they took, the vault moving closer and closer to me until it was at arm's reach. I jumped onto the springboard and placed my hands on the vault, launching myself into the air, spinning in three consecutive somersaults, before parting my knees to shoulder width apart, bending them in the process and landing on the crash mat, absorbing the impact. I felt it shudder through my body, racing through every bone and muscle. I slowly stood up straight, a perfect landing. Usually I would be smiling; pleased with my success, but my thoughts were somewhere else, my thoughts were with Artemis. I couldn't do training while I was distracted.

Why though? Why am I so distracted? Is it because I know Artemis has more of a chance dying? Is it because I might lose a good friend? Is it because I might never be able to tell her how I really feel?

"Woah... Where did that come from?" I mumbled to myself. I don't know how I really feel about her; I mean yeah, she's my one of my closest friends in both hero and normal life but do I feel something more? Like this morning at the beach, when I saw her laughing in the sand. That's not what friends think of each other. And if it was Wally instead of Artemis in the hospital, yeah I'd be worried, but not this distracted about it. Oh no, no, no, no. Not now, I can't realise this now. Artemis is in the hospital and there is 44% chance that she'll live and now I realise that I have feelings for her. I've never had great timing.

I was disrupted from my thoughts when I heard my phone ring; it was my normal phone that I didn't use for hero stuff. I jogged over to my bag which I had left on the bench and took my phone out. I didn't recognise the caller number, confused I answered.

"Hello?"

"Richard? Hello, it's Paula, Artemis' mother. I hope you don't mind but I got your number from Artemis' phone." Her voice sounded hoarse, like she had just been crying.

"Hello, Ms Crock, what's the matter?" But I already had a feeling of what she was going to say.

"It's Artemis... S-she's... Richard, she's dead."

Me: MWAHAHAHAHAHA! I'm so evil! Cliff-hanger!

Megan: *crying* NOOOOOOOOOO! ARTEMIS! She's not really dead is she? Is she?

Me: Well, you'll have to wait and see...*smirks*

Megan: Please tell me!

Me: NEVAA! Anyway I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter and I am sorry for the excessive use of commas (and brackets).

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Me: Yes please! Love you guys lots! *sends you virtual love*

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