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Chapter 2:

Ding Dong.

"Wally, can you get the door?"

Wally sat, staring blankly at the television set ahead of him, thinking. He took no notice of what was going on before him… or anything for that matter. His mind was on one thing and one thing only: Artemis.

He didn't know what to feel; angry that she didn't tell them? Guilt that he didn't stick up for her against Conner? He buried his face in his hands and groaned; he just couldn't shake her from his mind.

"WALLY!"

Startled, Wally jumped and looked around, having been brought back to reality.

"Wally, answer the door, Uncle Barry and Aunt Iris are waiting," Wally's mother called from the kitchen.

Barry… he would have known! He would have known about Artemis' past just like all of the other League members and he kept it from him! How could he? They were partners, after all.

"Wally, get the door!" his mother called again, agitation now clear in her voice.

Wally quickly got up from his seat and ran to the door, not wanting to be yelled at again. He slowly opened it and was greeted by the smiling faces of his Aunt and Uncle.

"Hey there, kiddo!" Barry said grinning, reaching out to ruffle Wally's hair.

Wally took a step back and glared up at him before turning away and walking back to the living room, dropping back onto the couch. Barry and Iris shared a glance of confusion before proceeding to enter the house and greet Mary and Rudolph. Wally resumed staring blankly at the television screen while thinking about Artemis.

...

"Wally, dinner is ready!"

Normally Wally would have raced to the table, almost taking it out in the process, but instead he glanced sideways at the doorway and slowly raised himself from his seat. This dinner was going to be awkward.

Slowly he trudged into the dining room and made his way to the far end of the table. Usually Wally would take a seat beside Barry and the two would discuss the many shenanigans they had together, but instead he sat as far away from him as possible, glaring. Barry smiled at him, confused as to what had gotten into the young speedster. Wally didn't react; he just continued to glare.

"So Wally, how's the team going?" Iris asked, breaking the silence as they waited for the food to be served.

Wally peeled his eyes away from Barry and looked over at his Aunt. She smiled at him encouragingly. Wally sighed and sat up a little straighter than before, giving her direct eye contact.

"Okay I guess," he mumbled, resting his chin on the palm of his hand and looking down.

Iris' smile faded slightly and she nudged Barry, encouraging him to say something.

"So err, got any girl news for us, sport?" he asked, grinning.

Wally cringed; he had more than news alright. He lifted his gaze to meet Barry's, ignoring his stupid grin. He wanted to yell at him, ask him why he hadn't told him before. Instead, he leant back in his chair and folded his arms against his chest, lifting his eyes and shifting his glare from Barry to the ceiling.

"I'll take that as a no then," Barry said quietly, dropping his grin.

Mary and Rudolph brought out bowls of spaghetti, two larger sized ones for Barry and Wally. When the bowl was placed in front of him, Wally just sat there eyeing it off. Barry had immediately dug into his while Iris, Rudolph and Mary had started a quiet conversation among themselves about work.

Wally continued to stare at his food, rolling one of the meat balls around with his fork. Barry finished his bowl quickly and received a second serving. Before he started eating however, he noticed Wally had not taken a bite from his own. His gut twinged with curiosity; what had gotten into Wally? Normally he would be competing with him to see who could eat theirs the fastest, or who could eat the most, but instead Wally just sat there looking upset. He couldn't remember a time when Wally had not talked to him or glared at him the way he had earlier. What had he done wrong?

Barry began to eat his second serving, watching Wally carefully. Wally happened to notice and shot him another one of his angry glares, finally taking a bite from his food which would have been getting cold. Barry wanted to ask him what was wrong, but he didn't think it would be a good idea to do so in front of everyone else. Maybe he was embarrassed about something? No that couldn't be it; if he were embarrassed about something he wouldn't be glaring at him like that. Or maybe he had done something to embarrass him…

Wally had taken two or three more bites before standing, catching his parents' attention.

"May I be excused?" he asked in a somewhat monotonic voice.

Mary and Rudolph looked shocked, Wally had barley eaten anything! Iris gave Barry a worried look.

"Are you sure you've had enough?" Mary asked, looking concerned.

Wally nodded, quickly took his plate and put it by the sink to be cleaned later.

"I'm sure," he said, brushing past his parents and making his way to the living room.

Iris and Barry watched him go, confusion settling over their features. They turned to Mary and Rudolph who shrugged, just as confused as them.

"Do you think one of their missions went wrong or something?" Rudolph asked, breaking the silence.

Barry shook his head, thinking.

"No it couldn't be that, Wally didn't seem happy to see us," Iris answered, turning to Barry.

"It hasn't got anything to do with you Iris," Barry said quickly. "It's to do with me; he spoke to you before… but I can't think of what I might have done to get this kind of reaction out of him."

"Maybe you should go and talk to him then," Iris suggested, gesturing towards the living room.

Barry sighed and stood, rubbing the back of his neck. "I probably should."

...

Wally sat in front of the television, this time attempting to watch what was on instead of just staring at it. He couldn't help but let his mind wander slightly onto the topic of Artemis; no matter how much he tried he couldn't keep her out of his mind.

Barry entered the room, he seemed slightly nervous and didn't know what to expect from the teenager. Quietly he made his way over to the couch and sat next to him, making it seem as if he had come to watch the television. Wally glanced in his direction before diverting his gaze, trying to make it seem as if he hadn't noticed his arrival.

"So… Is there anything good on?" Barry asked, attempting to start a conversation.

Wally glanced at him again. "Does it look like there is?"

Barry quickly looked down and began tapping his fingers on his knees. This was not going to go well. Clearing his throat he looked directly at Wally, aiming to get straight to the point.

"Wally, have I done something…?" but before Barry could finish his question, Wally rose to his feet.

"Done something?" Wally yelled, pointing a finger at his uncle. "Why don't you try DIDN'T do something? You knew! You knew all along and you didn't tell me!"

Shocked, Barry sat back and stared up at Wally. What the hell was he going on about?

"You kept it from me… from all of us! She did too! Now everything is stuffed up and…" Wally paused, having lost his train of thought.

"Wally, I don't know what…" before Barry could finish Wally cut in again.

"Don't say you didn't know! The whole League knew!" Wally shouted before punching the wall, leaving an indent and a crack in its place.

Staring at the mark in shock, Wally quickly turned and made his way up the stairs. Barry watched him go, confusion settling in his mind.

"Barry?"

Barry turned and saw Iris standing in the doorway, he locked eyes with her and she quickly made her way to his side.

"What happened?" she asked, concerned.

Barry put his face in his hands and sighed, replaying what had just occurred in his mind.

"He is certainly angry with me about something, but I didn't happen to pick up on what it was," he explained. "It had something to do with me knowing something and not telling him…"

Iris thought for a moment before placing a hand on her husband's shoulder.

"I'll go talk to him," she said quietly before making her way to the staircase and slowly scaling it.

Barry stood and watched her go before turning and walking back to the kitchen to help Mary and Rudolph with the dishes.

...

Iris walked down the hallway towards Wally's room; his door was open slightly as it had failed to close even after he had slammed it shut. She approached the door quietly and peered into the room. Wally paced back and forth, a blur to the human eye. Iris sighed; she honestly had no idea what to expect.

"Wally," she said quietly, catching his attention.

Wally skidded to a halt and looked over at his aunt.

"Can I come in?"

Wally's eyes shifted to the floor and he nodded slowly. Smiling, Iris walked over to his bed and sat down, gesturing for him to do the same. He eyed her suspiciously but complied, sitting down beside her with a low groan.

"Now Wally, are you going to tell me what's bothering you?" she asked calmly.

Wally held his breath; he didn't know what to say exactly, so many things were racing through his mind. Iris sat patiently, waiting for him to respond.

"Her father is Sportsmaster! Her sister is Cheshire! Her past, it's…" Wally stopped midsentence, remembering his shock when she had broken it to the team.

"Who is it we are talking about?" Iris asked, confused.

"Artemis," he breathed.

His response confused Iris even more.

"This has to do with Barry because?"

"He knew all of this! He knew about her past and didn't tell me… us," Wally yelled, frustrated.

Now it made sense.

"Wally dear, it wasn't Barry's place to tell you," she told him quietly.

"But…" Wally was at a loss for words.

"As for this girl Artemis, she can't help who her family is, nor can she change the past," Iris said, looking her nephew in the eye.

"That's not why I'm angry though," Wally said quickly.

Iris raised an eyebrow and waited for him to go on. Wally sighed.

"It feels like… she didn't trust us," he whispered, looking down at the floor.

"Everyone has their secrets; some may be willing to share more than others. You have to respect their wishes and allow them to tell you in their own time, if at all."

Wally sat up straight and slammed his fist down on the bed.

"That's not all, though. Superboy… he thinks Artemis is the mole and drove her away… she can't be the mole… she isn't the mole, she's just too… too Artemis to be acting as a spy!" Wally said angrily, his voice getting louder with each word.

Mole? Iris had no idea as to what Wally was talking about but didn't question him.

"Wally, if you say she's not the mole, that's all that should matter to you. Don't worry about what other people think, stick with your own thoughts."

Wally seemed surprized and smiled a little. "Thanks."

Iris patted him on the back and stood up. "I'm glad I helped."

She left the room, leaving Wally to his thoughts. Tomorrow he was going to apologise. Apologise for not saying anything, for not sticking up for her against Conner. He would tell her that her past didn't matter to him, tell her what his aunt had told him, you can't change the past.

Feeling a lot better than before, he ran downstairs to talk to Barry and apologise for the way he had treated him. Barry was fine with it and not long after, Wally and Barry were up to their usual antics again.

After they left, Wally went back up to his room and sat on his bed. Tomorrow he was going to fix everything.