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Pyschotic

Homecoming

Flash watched as Jay sauntered out of the canteen looking rather pleased with herself, unless he was very much mistaken. Why, he had no idea, and if their recent conversation was anything to go by asking her wouldn't result in a particularly intelligible answer. Still, he was pretty glad she'd come over to him, since he'd been trying to figure out a way to talk to her about what had happened last night at her old house.

And boy was he glad she hadn't asked him what he'd been doing there. He didn't think she'd take kindly to knowing he'd been trying to find out more about her.

Finishing off the last of the food on his plate he collected the tray and dropped in on the trolley as he sped out of the canteen. If Batman had got the message, he ought to be waiting…

Flash barely made it to the meeting room in time to position himself leaning back on the table in the most casual pose he could adopt before Batman stalked in.

"Punctual as usual, Bruce. I know I can always depend on you!" Flash grinned at Batman who glared back.

"Come on! A little light humour never hurt anyone!" Flash was determined that one of these days he'd make Batman smile. So far he'd had nothing but failure in this mission, but he wasn't one to give up so easily.

"What's this about Wally?" Batman cut right to the chase, obviously not in the mood to mess around. When was he ever?

Wally sighed. "Y'know, I miss our long conversations and heartfelt chats. Whatever happened to us?"

Batman's only response was an impatient growl.

"Fine, fine." Wally shrugged, then straightened up. His expression turned serious. "I was back in Jay's old neighbourhood last night, just poking around. Turns out I wasn't the only one with an interest. There was this mercenary there. I didn't get much information out of him. I just heard back from the police at the station I took him to- seems he was busted out earlier this afternoon. The only thing I got was this." Flash held out a thick man's ring to Batman. It was silver, with an etched insignia on an oval back on the top. "I couldn't trace it to any organization or anything, but I figured that's because I'm no good at that sort of thing. You got any ideas?"

Batman took the ring and brought it to eye level to have a closer look. "I'm going to have to run this through my database, but it seems familiar. I think I've seen something similar… I'll contact you when I know more."

"Thanks, Bats!" Flash gave Batman a cheesy finger-shooting pose to show his appreciation. It was impossible to tell behind the mask, but he was pretty sure Batman rolled his eyes. "Well, if that's all you've got, I'm meeting Jay to head down there and see if we can figure anything out."

Batman raised an eyebrow. "Jay?"

"Yeah, you know her. Pretty, tall, dark hair, goes Psychotic once in a while?"

"The memory is returning to me." Batman answered drily. "Be careful. She has a bad habit of getting into big trouble."

"Hey, she's with me! What could possibly go wrong?" Flash grinned, before speeding out.

Batman shook his head and followed at a more sedate pace.

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Jay stood by the teleport controls in her Psychotic outfit, little skirt, bare midriff and all. She still couldn't say she was overly fond of it, but Psychotic and her other self adored being in it. Jay still found it slightly uncomfortable and couldn't help being a little self-conscious about walking around like this, but the other two were hugely resistant to any changes in the costume.

Hey, at least we don't make you wear as little as Wonder Woman does.

Indeed, Jay, judging from what I have observed on the watchtower one might be inclined to suggest we are over-dressed.

"Over my dead body are we ever going to wear less." Jay growled soto voce.

"Well now, that's a damned shame."

Jay whipped round, as Psychotic channeled magic, lifting them an inch off the ground in preparation for defensive action.

Dudes, chill, it's just Flash.

Jay could have died of embarrassment, especially as Flash gave her a once over with a heartfelt sigh. Her discomfort rocketed up, and she reacted by snapping her eyebrows down in a frown and glaring at Flash. It didn't help that her other self was giggling in pleasure in the back of her mind.

"You can just stop looking at me like that, thank you. I'm not a piece of meat!" She snapped.

"Hey," Flash backed up a step and put his hands up in the universal signs of surrender. "I didn't mean to offend you. I was just trying to compliment you."

"Well you can stop. It's unprofessional." Jay replied with a toss of her head, turning to key in the coordinates for Maggie Lawrence's house into the teleporter controls.

Flash mumbled something behind her back.

Jay whipped her head round to give him an especially fierce glare. "What was that?"

It sounded a lot like "I vote we bring the nice Jay back please."

Jay's other self giggled even harder in the back of their mind, smugness radiating out from her area. Even Psychotic was exuding an aura of amusement, which wasn't really helping Jay keep a hold on her temper. Bad enough she had to spend the afternoon with the Flash, now the voices in her head were teasing her too?

"Nothing." Flash looked like butter wouldn't melt in his mouth as he stepped on to a teleport pad. "You coming?"

Jay frowned suspiciously but let it slide. Taking the pad next to Flash, they sent out a tendril of magic to activate the controls. The next second they were phasing in to the front yard of Maggie Lawrence's beat up old house.