"So," Tony said awkwardly as him and I sat at the table in the kitchen. "This is the answer you're looking for?"

I nodded. "It was right under my nose the whole time. I never thought about it till Linda showed up."

"Linda?"

I shook my head. "Never mind."

"You don't seem very happy about it."

"Why would I be?" I fiddled with the small gadget lying on the table.

"You got what you wanted, you figured out how to help that girl. Why wouldn't you be happy?" His head tilted to the right in question.

"I have to take this apart." I held up the watch. "I liked this watch." I stared at the gift from Xavier fondly.

"Does it do something special?" He took it from my hand and began examining it.

"It's a hologram watch. You can type in different codes and look like anyone. I used it this past school year to hide my leaves. For the first time in my life, I was able to wear a short sleeved shirt in public, and let me tell you, it felt amazing." Alright now, stop being sentimental.

"I'm sure I can make you one." Tony offered, handing the watch back.

I shook my head. "I'll be fine. I've had my 'fifteen minutes', as they say." I placed the watch back on the table, and gave Tony a serious stare. "What's it like? Being out of the superhero closet?"

He chuckled and nodded. "It has its ups and downs. People are always recognizing me on the streets, and sometimes you get the occasional crazy who believes they are your best friend and they become your stalker, and then it gets weird."

"Are you glad that you told everybody?"

He nodded again. "Yeah. It lets me be myself. And you know how much I love being that."

I chuckled. "Do think I should do that?"

Tony was quiet for a minute before he said. "No. You're too free. If your little secret ever got out, you'd be trapped. And you'd be putting Bruce, Virgil, and everyone who doesn't want their identity out in danger." When he saw my saddened face, he tried to make up for it. "Basically, you know too many people now. If you didn't, it would be a different story. But since you seem to get under everybody's skin, unintentionally of course, you have to keep hiding."

I sighed. "Well don't I just suck at life."

Tony scoffed. "Hardly. You actually succeed at life, too well, in fact."

"You know," I grabbed the watch and stood up. "You're a great big brother."

"Too bad we're not related." I chuckled. "You mind if I help?"

"Sure. It'll give us bonding time." I smiled, and he returned it as we made our way to the lab.

~.~.~.~.~.~.~

"Wally… …come on, Wally, pick up… …schist." I hung up and typed his phone number into the computer again. I hit the 'call' button, and stared at his number and the jiggling telephone on the large screen down in the lab.

It rang once…twice…three times…four times…and it said, "Hey, it's Wally. If I don't answer I'm probably doing something important or nothing at all. Leave your number and I'll see how I feel about getting back to you."

"Wally, if you don't pick up this phone I swear I will come after you, and I will not be happy when I see you." I threatened his answering machine. After waiting a few more seconds, I hung up.

"Any luck?" Tony asked. He was sitting next to me in the lab.

I shook my head. "No. I'm going to pop over to his place, see if I can find him."

"Maybe he just wants to be alone." Tony suggested.

"If he wanted to be alone, he would've picked up and said so. He's not there, nor does he have his cell phone on him." I sighed. "This worries me Tony. Wally is not an aonaran."

Tony raised his eyebrow with a dumb look on his face. "A what?"

"Never mind. Look, I just have to find him. I call if I do."

"If?"

"If Wally doesn't want to be found, he won't be. Which scares me ever more."

~.~.~.~.~.~.~

And so I went, transporting from place to place, searching for Wally. No one had seen him, not Bruce, not John, not Linda. I had even asked J'onn to do a search for him. He came up with nothing. Wally was not on this Earth. Which led me to the place I hate the most: the S.H.I.E.L.D. helicarrier.

"Where is the Flash?" I shouted at Nick Fury. I was dressed in that ninja outfit from League of Shadows trip I went on, except I had replaced the black boots they supplied with the metal ones Gambit sent. Only my icy eyes showed from under the brim of my black hat, and above the black fabric face mask.

"Why should I tell you?" Apparently, hell hath no fury like a Nicholas scorned.

"Because you have a gun to your head." I teleported one of my numerous pistols into my hand, and placed the barrel in between his eyes. "And I'm wearing my hat. When I'm wearing this hat, I can and will kill anyone. So I'd start talking."

Fury shook his head. "He's not here."

I cocked the hammer back. "Don't you dare lie to me."

He put his hands up in surrender. "Andi, I don't have him. But I can help you find him."

"I don't want your help. I just want the Flash back."

Fury dropped his hands. "If I had him, I would give him to you. But I don't."

I kept the gun on him for a few moments, but I dropped it into the holster I added the right boot and sighed. "Fuck."

"What's the matter?" Why's he bring so sincere?

"I can't find him anywhere. J'onn can't find him anywhere. And it's…" I clenched my fists, digging my nails into my palms. "It's making me upset, and-and hyperventilate." I started those pre-cry breathes and Nick froze.

"O-okay, could you please not cry?" Oh God, he thought as my shoulders started shaking, what do I do? "Seriously, stop crying."

"I just…I can't lose anyone else." I said bitterly, a trickle of blood running down my fingers.

"Look how pathetic you are." The voice of Black Widow came from the shadows.

"This is not the best time for you to be showing up." I spat at the fake red head when she stepping into view. My right index finger twitched with anticipation, ready to be the fastest gun in the West.

"She's right." Fury agreed. "This is not the time."

"No, this is the perfect time." Black Widow stalked up to Nick, and whispered in his ear. "We can manipulate her. Make her one of us."

He shook his head. "No. If she joins us, it's going to be of her own volition."

"Oh come on, Nick!" She shouted while circling him. "We take care of this problem right now. This kid will ne-" She stopped her sentence short and fell over.

Fury looked at her, then back to me. He gasped when he saw my arm raised, gun pointed at Black Widow.

I looked at him. "She needed to shut up."

"Heal her."

I shook my head, unscrewing the silencer from the pistol. "No. She deserved it."

"Andi," He warned.

"Nick, you have no idea how long I've waited to do that."

"Heal her." Fury commanded.

"I have twenty-four hours to think about it. I'll get back to you." And I teleported away.

~.~.~.~.~.~.~

"Come on, Wally." I begged to no one as I rolled his mask (left down stairs in the rush) between my hands. "Where are you?"