Chapter Three:

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Wally stared with his mouth open, gaping like fish out of water as he stared at the metal room Batman had set up for him. Barry was directly behind him, and Batman was standing to the right of Barry, watching expectantly. Both of the speedsters were eyeing the room suspiciously, Barry's hand carefully curling around his chin.

Without saying a word, Wally leaned forward a bit, just sticking his head in through the doorway, so he could examine the darkened space.

His green eyes were wide with suspicion as he peered through the only opening into a large metal room that was just a bit smaller than his bedroom. The similarities ended there though. The room's walls were slick metal, no color or any other attempt made to make them more hospitable. The floor was metal too. And the ceiling. And the door. Aside from the small, albeit admittedly comfy looking bed (if you took off the metal straps), the room was empty and dark.

"You want me to sleep in here?" Wally asked, turning back to Batman before he pointed back towards the dark room.

"Yes."

Wally frowned before flicking a quick glance back at the room and then casting it back towards Bruce, "Are you sure I couldn't just sleep in a regular room…you know, with windows and a bed that doesn't have giant titanium straps stuck to it? This looks like a prison cell."

Batman momentary looked at the room too before he returned his attention to Wally, looking slightly offended, "It is far more secure than a prison cell. This was the original design for the containment units at Belle Reve. The door will automatically lock and will not reopen until seven in the morning. There is a video camera streaming a live feed to the Batcomputer so I can study your sleeping patterns and monitor you at all times for activity."

He sounds like an evil Santa…Wait. What?

Shock crossed the speedsters face, "You're really sticking me in a prison cell?"

Batman frowned at the comment, "A prison cell prototype. As I was saying, besides the room's near invulnerability, there are also numerous devices that will automatically set when the door is locked and closed."

"You booby-trapped my guest bedroom?" Wally asked.

"In a sense, yes."

"Bats, about the automatic locks…" Barry began, but Batman interrupted him.

"Those will mechanically reset at seven thirty in the morning. He'll be able to get out."

Barry nodded a short and firm nod, even though he looked a tad uncertain, "Right. So, should I stay here?"

Batman turned towards Barry, "I will call you if that is needed."

Barry shrugged, grateful that at least Bruce could politely blow someone off.

"Cool. It only takes a minute to run over here anyway."

Wally returned his attention back to Barry, "Wait, I don't have pajamas or extra clothes here."

"Alfred has a change of clothes and sleepwear already waiting." Batman informed Barry before the man could respond.

Wally and Barry exchanged a look. Only the Batman.

Barry chuckled lightly, giving his nephew a friendly pat on the back, "Well kid, I better tell Iris what's going on."

Wally looked nodded before understanding lit his face, "Wait! You're leaving?"

"Yeah. I'll come and get you in the morning though, okay?"

Wally frowned and looked down, but nodded anyway. It wasn't Barry leaving that bothered him so much; it was just the situation entirely. Wally bit his lip, hating how everyone was making such huge deal out of it.

"Yeah, fine." Wally grumbled, and he half-heartedly waved at his uncle, or more accurately, a blur where his uncle had been. Even though the moment was rather serious, Wally couldn't help but hope that he looked that cool when he made an exit. Then he turned his attention to the Bat.

"So, what do we do now?" he asked.

"You get into the room." Batman replied, and Wally could've sworn there was an implied duh hidden somewhere in the tone.

"It's not even seven o' clock yet!" Wally protested.

"Oh, and here." Batman said, seemingly pulling a handful of electrodes out of nowhere and shoving them into Wally's hands as he ignored the teen's objections.

"What are these?" Wally asked, dangling them curiously in front of his face as the scientific side of him replaced the other, "Wait- these are electrodes pads, right?"

"Yes, now put them on your temples and the third on your forehead while I put the fourth on the back of your neck to monitor brain activity."

Wally jumped, his eyes widening at Bruce, "Dude! Can't you just tell I'm sleepwalking when I move?"

"No. You're a speedster- that affects the way your mind and body works. I'm guessing you and your uncle shift through the sleep stages differently. This will help."

Wally sighed, "Fine. Whoa! Man, those are cold!"

"Good, now get in."

"But it's not even seven-"

"Get in." Batman growled.

Wally chuckled nervously, stumbling back into the room nervously, "Right, in. Got it."

Batman put his hand on the automatic lock, and Wally sighed, deciding to get into bed.

Before he had even fully adjusted himself into the sheets, the metal straps of the bed flung over his chest, locking him into place, his arms awkwardly pressed against his chest.

Wally yelped in surprise as the cold metal met his skin.

"Geez, Bats, that's cold!"

His only response were the lights shutting down, leaving him in the dark.

Of all the places I could have woken up this morning, I had to do it on the Batmobile? Wally thought to himself, his eyelids getting heavy.

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Batman retreated to the far end of the Batcave, pulling down his cowl as he sat down in front of the Batcomputer to check the live feed being transmitted from the containment unit. He was feeling fairly certain the speedster wouldn't get out. After all, even though Wally was a speedster, he still only had average human strength and couldn't possibly break through the walls. He also had proved he wasn't able vibrate his molecules at a quick enough pace to phase through solid objects.

"Hey Bruce!" A voice piped up from beside him, and if he wouldn't have been used to it or the Batman, he would have jumped at Robin's voice, "…Why is KF in the Belle Reve prototype containment unit?"

Robin was in his costume, looking at the feed with confusion as he tried to figure out what was going on, "I thought the League had asked you to take out all the bugs from their rooms?"

"They did. But as you pointed out, he's in the Belle Reve containment unit."

"Oh." Robin stated, "And why, exactly?"

Batman didn't even blink, "He's been sleepwalking."

The answer took Robin by surprise, and his lips cracked into a smile, a slight giggle escaping him.

"Are you serious?" Robin asked, amusement in his tone before chuckled touched his voice, "Don't you think this is a little much for sleepwalking?"

"He's a speedster. His sleepwalking doesn't mean he's strolling halfway down the street – it means he's running halfway across the world. Apparently he's visited quite a few continents this past week. He also woke up on the Batmobile this morning. Which is the reason you cleaned it."

Robin sighed, but didn't comment. Batman really liked the Batmobile. One time, Robin had sneezed next to it during a mission, in front of a horde of Joker's thugs, and Batman had – during the fight – told Robin where the disinfectant spray was and then told him to clean it. Robin had had to dodge bad guys while simultaneously cleaning up his own snot.

Bruce had gotten better since then, but not by much.

"So…You put him in a cage?"

"There's no way he can get out of there and that will provide a good environment to study his sleeping patterns."

"I'm so teasing him about this later." Robin promised.

Bruce shrugged, indifferent.

"So, are you going to stay up all night?"

"Yes, monitoring Gotham and Kid Flash."

"Okay. Mind if I go on patrol?"

Bruce had recently started Robin leading his own short patrols.

"No – send in reports every hour."

"Got it." Robin said, passing one last glance at KF, who seemed to just now be asleep. Then he grabbed he disappeared into Gotham's open air, trying to come up with ways to prank his friend.

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Batman had been right – Wally went through sleep cycles faster than the average human.

At first, he had found it mildly interesting. However, he'd been watching the sleeping patterns for hours now, the night so late it counted as morning now, but only barely.

In fact, Bruce had considered that maybe Wally's sleepwalking was sporadic, and that there was no way actually plan it, when all of a sudden the video feed light blinked, indicating movement.

Batman quickly brought up the link. And he couldn't believe his eyes.

Wally was a blur, and then he wasn't – but he'd settled out standing up, the straps still locked in place.

He vibrated through the straps.

With the high definition on the camera, Batman could see Wally's eyes wide open, but glassy. But he wasn't still for long, and Batman watched the redhead blur over to the steel walls, stopping just before he hit them. Not that that mattered, because in the next blink, Wally had both hands on the wall, vibrating right through it.

Batman leapt from his chair, making his way over to the metal room.

He arrived just in time to see Wally stabilize from his vibrations as a rope fell weightlessly to the ground, right through him. Just like he'd been able to make out through the camera, the redhead's green eyes were open, only slightly lidded – but blank and his jaw a bit slack.

"Kid Flash! Wake up!" Batman yelled, trying to grab the teen's attention.

However, he didn't respond. But he wasn't moving anymore either, which Batman was grateful for. He'd read to gently guide the sleepwalker back to bed.

"Come on West – Get back to bed." Bruce said in a quiet voice, walking up to the teen carefully so he could grab his shoulder and lead him back to bed.

But before he could, Wally dashed off for the exit and up the ramp that led to the streets of Gotham.

Great, Batman thought, already turning to get the Batmobile, This is not what I wanted to do with the rest of my morning.

Catching a speedster. Fun.

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Author's Note: Sorry for the late update – my family's been trying to get our old house on the market. Which basically means cleaning. Seriously, over three days I spent 26 hours cleaning that house. Other than that, hope you enjoyed the chapter and I'll PM this chapter's mailbag! Seriously guys – all those reviews have been AMAZING and so kind!