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Superboy is carrying the last of the scientists out of the complex when he hears the explosion but his feet stay firmly planted on the ground even as his eyes turn toward Aqualad who is standing next to Miss Martian with a look of surprise on his face.

"Robin and Wally!" She squeals and Aqualad has to react quickly to keep her from flying off.

"…We have our mission." He mutters calmly but his tone carries a hint of worry.

"They're out of my telepathic range! I have to check on them." She insists, tugging at Aqualad's firm grip.

Many things are flowing through the team leader's mind, his duty to the people they are trying to save and his duty to his teammates are front and center and he's at war with himself.

"It'll take all three of us to protect this many people on the trek back to the bio ship."

He's right and even Superboy can see the logic of it. The civilians have priority even over their own friends and must be taken care of, besides with more soldiers on the way they don't have the time to spare.

"M'gann, we'll come back for them as soon as we can." Superboy promises firmly and with one last look at the black billowing smoke in the distance, Miss Martian turns back to her charges.

"Right."

When Robin finally awakes all he can feel is pain. His mask is charred and his chest piece is ripped in several places showing where his normally pale skin is now shiny with minor burns. He knows he should be in critical condition with serious damage but he's not…

"KF!" The cry is muted to his ears and he remembers that he probably hasn't recovered from the concussive blast. The red head is lying just at his feet, unmoving but Robin can see the faint signs of breathing. He hauls himself forward, wincing as he does so and pulls on the older teen's shoulder. "Wally! Wake up, man!"

It's when he pulls Wally towards him that he winces again, this time out of sympathy. The back of Wally's costume is black on the parts that haven't been burned away and the exposed skin is so raw and charred that Robin feels his lunch threaten to come up.

"No…nononono…this is bad."

When Robin sees Wally's skin moving he manages to pull himself out of his funk long enough to process what is going on. Wally's accelerated healing has kicked in and while it's not perfect it's definitely not hurting anything.

"Ugh…"

"KF!" Robin gives a laugh that's made of pure relief, "Dude! You're alive!"

Wally's green eyes force themselves open and even though he's healing, he's in more pain than Robin probably is, "…if you call this living."

"I have some morphine in my belt, I could…" Robin trails off as Wally pushes his hands away so he can sit up.

"Morphine just leaves me wonky for five minutes before leaving my system-s'no point." He hisses out, looking over his own shoulder to inspect the damage.

'No duh, Rob.' The Boy Wonder mentally smacks himself, 'Nothing lasts long in a speedster's system unless it's constantly pumped in.'

"So, you doin' okay?"

Robin turns to see Wally eying him with a pained look still on his face with his eyes a bit glossier than they were before. Despite the upbeat tone, Robin hears something off about Wally's voice, it sounds almost slurred.

"You're the one who almost got blown to kingdom come." Robin reminds him in an effort to distract himself from the pain he was in.

"Yeah but I've got accelerated healing. You don't." Wally reasons as he catches sight of the now destroyed lab, "Damn! You think Bats is gonna have our heads for not getting the info?"

Robin frowns because now he's certain he can hear slurring in Wally's speech so decides on doing a little test.

"I'd rather not think about that right now. Can you stand?" Robin helps Wally to his feet but releases him to allow the older teen take a few steps on his own.

"Yeah, I got this dow-OW!" Wally stumbles and hits the ground before Robin can even try to catch him. "So, I think walking's a big no for me right now."

Fear crosses over Robin's face but luckily Wally isn't in a position to see it, "Hey, Wally. Have you ever had a concussion before?"

"Uh…nope?"

Robin drops to his knees and pulls out a small flashlight from his belt, holding it up to examine Wally's eyes.

"…shit."

"Shit's not good…" Wally remarks absently.

"Neither is a concussion. Why isn't your body healing that first?"

"Dunno." Wally replies, "Maybe it's not as bad as the burns?"

Robin sighs and decides it's time to call Miss Martian. He thinks out to her, still a bit unclear of how her mental communications truly work, but receives nothing in reply.

"She's not answering…" He says quietly.

"Maybe she's not home?" Wally suggests brightly but his eyes are beginning to droop. He sits back onto his bottom and Robin grabs his shoulders.

"Wally, you can't go to sleep."

"What? Why not?" The red head questions, "I'm fine Rob, really."

"No, you can't because-" Robin cuts himself off, glancing sharply into the jungle. "Must be more of Ivy's men. We gotta hide."

Robin has his hands full attempting to pull his lanky friend into the brush but he manages to do so and shifts KF's body suit to stealth mode because red and yellow are not their friends right now. He throws his cape over them both as extra protection and hopes the men that are currently thrashing their way through the jungle have enough on their mind.

"The whole complex is gone!" One of the men cries out as the others stagger to a halt.

"Shit…wait, we're getting a radio call. Some kids broke out the prisoners! They're calling for backup!"

They rush off in a less than uniformed manner, muttering mostly about how kids could have done anything on this scale and Robin knows that despite being hired by a meta human they are way out of their league in dealing with one.

But the troops aren't Robin's priority at the moment and sadly, neither is the safety of the rest of his team. He knows that the others will be able to handle whatever is thrown at them with skill.

It's now up to him to get Wally to a safe point so the older teen can heal in peace.

"KF?" Robin questions to the lump that is currently curled under his cloak, "We gotta move now, okay?"

"…yeah, yeah…dude, my back's cold."

Robin allows himself a small smile at Wally's response because he knows it means that the red head is at least aware of what is going on. He pulls himself to his feet and reaches down to assist Wally when he feels a tug at his ankle.

"Wally, let go of my ankle…"

"Rob, I don't have your ankle."

Robin swears, as their eyes lock for a split second, that time has begun to slow down. He glances down at his ankle in time to see a vine wrapped around the boot give him such a vicious tug that when he hits the dirt he yelps as it drags him away from Kid Flash.

Annnnnd there goes the boy wonder