Another chapter! Sorry if it's been a while, I'm alternating between this and 'Meeting the Family' (which should have another chapter sometime soon. Definitely by the end of next week).

Dragonfeith: I love your comment, and I'm glad I can excite readers. I'll let you in on a secret. I'm only seventeen. Ha.

Also, thank you to the multitudes of people that reviewed! It makes my day.

DISCLAIMER: Nope. But do I wish I owned Kid Flash? …Never mind…

Oh, and a warning, this one has the F bomb in it. Okay? Okay.

Another note: This one's a little longer than the last one. I'm trying.

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I sat on top of my bed, staring down at my Titans communicator. The messages just kept coming. They weren't calls, just words, staring boldly out of the screen.

Hope you're having fun. It's not going to last long.

We know you're with him.

Traitor.

They hurt more than they should. But, more importantly, I was scared. The caller(s) hadn't identified themself, but there was no doubt in my mind who it could be.

The HIVE five. They had found me. Somehow they had managed once again to evade the Teen Titans, break out of whatever confinement they had been locked in, and find me.

You can't hide.

I took a deep, shuddering breath. I wasn't planning on hiding. I was planning on fighting. And if these 'threats' got any worse, I was going to leave. I couldn't let Wally get hurt. I wasn't even going to tell him where I was going. I would just have to get up and go. I told him from the very beginning that being with me was stupid; he'd only get hurt. He might have taken that to mean that I was the one hurting him, and in a sense I was, but I had meant physical pain once the HIVE five came back, not a bad boyfriend-girlfriend relationship.

Don't try to run.

I don't know why I kept looking at the old messages. A new one hadn't come in three days. Maybe they had given up, tired and frustrated of looking for me. After all, I was the leader of the group; I was the glue that held them together. Now, without me, surely they must be suffering.

The thought actually kind of distressed me a little. I know it shouldn't, but I couldn't help but feel a little bad for my old team.

Don't forget, Jinx, we know all your weaknesses.

Forget that. The little fuckers could go rot in hell. If they wanted to find me, I wished them luck trying.

A new thought struck me. What if they came here to look for me, but I had already left in order to spare Wally? I was stuck.

My communicator buzzed in my hands, and I closed my eyes, not wanting to see right away. I was scared. Tough-as-nails Jinx was scared. I was doing a lot of that lately, wasn't I?

I took a deep breath as my eyelids fluttered opened. I had to do it. I looked down at the screen, reading the bold white type against the black background.

Come with us or we take him too.

No.

I felt my breath hitch in my throat. It was one thing to threaten me, who had been one of them for years and led their team. But to threaten Kid Flash, who hadn't done anything but save me; well, that was a different story. Wally was innocent. He didn't even know about the messages. He only knew that the HIVE may be on to us, not that they actually were. And now, by going with him, I had not only endangered myself, but him as well.

I chucked the communicator against the far wall, where it landed on the carpet with a thud. I fell back on the bed, my head hitting the pillow as soon as Wally sped into the room.

"I heard something fall," he said quickly, looking around the room. "What happened?"

I mumbled into the pillow that it was nothing; he didn't have to worry.

He walked (yes, walked) to the edge of the bed and sat down. "What's the matter Jinxie?" He placed his hand on my back, and I didn't bother pushing him away.

"I don't want to talk about it," I answered. This was my problem, not his.

"Jinx, come on. You know you can tell me anything…"

The communicator buzzed, softer against the carpet, but Wally heard it. He started towards it, but I sent a hex his way before he could touch the thing. Not a strong one, just a jolt to stop what he was doing.

"Leave it there," I commanded from where I sat as he rubbed his arm.

"But it could be important," he responded, staring at me with those big blue eyes.

"Wallace Rudolph West, I swear to God, if you touch that communicator, I will hex you into oblivion," I threatened.

"Fine," he sulked, starting to walk towards the bed. But before I could blink, he had grabbed the communicator and sped out of my room.

I froze. My heart seemed to want to escape from my ribcage, and not in a good way. I could only pray that it was an actual message from a Titan, and not my old team harassing me. Threatening me. Threatening Wally.

I held my breath. There was not a noise in the entire apartment, not even the sound of a ticking clock. Then footsteps. Soft, slow, feet in just their socks padding towards my room.

Wally appeared in the doorway, and leaned against the frame. He held the communicator in his left hand. He stared at it; he looked up at me.

"How long." It was a statement, not a question.

I looked down at my lap.

"Jinx," he said, coming over to sit by me. "How long has this been going on?"

"Two weeks," I said quietly.

He took a deep breath, running his hand through his red hair. "Why haven't you told me?"

Because it's not your problem. I thought. "It's none of your business," I said, trying to sound angry. Maybe if he saw I was mad, he'd back off. "I can handle this myself."

"Jinx. Don't lie to me. Now, honestly, why haven't you told me?"

I sighed. "Because it's not your problem, Wally! It's mine! I was their leader; I was the one who left them. This isn't your battle to fight!"

He sighed. "Jinx, I'm the one who took you from them. I'm in this just as much as you are."

"Maybe. But you saw the messages. I don't want you to get hurt. Maybe, if I just left…"

"No." he turned to wrap me in his arms. "We'll deal with this together."

I didn't respond, but I was grateful, even though I knew I'd have to go through this alone. I wasn't going to put Wally in danger.

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Apparently, this is an action story now. Okay then.