A/N: You guys should have seen my face when I came back from the Celtics game all depressed (they lost) and saw that I had close to 30 reviews for the last chapter. I was shocked and everyone in my dorm kept giving me weird looks because of the look on my face.

Anyway, remember that thing I said about only updating once a week? I lied. I'll probably be updating 2-3 times a week at the max. I wasn't sure how I was going to end this one. I had the first two days all planned but the third was just, blah. But then it hit me, a stroke of pure genius! At least I hope so. Anyway you guys are freaking awesome. As long as you keep on loving, I'll keep writing. I promise. XD

Without further ado, the next chapter! Chapter 3 will be longer, I promise, I had to get some scene setting things past me in this update.

Disclaimer: Do I own Young Justice? Nein (that's German for 'no').

Day 1: The Room

Artemis woke up with Wally standing over her, smiling.

She jumped up in shock, her back slamming against a wall as she scrambled to put some distance between them.

"Whoa there, Beautiful. Where do you think you're going?" Wally asked in amusement as he watched her.

For the first time Artemis noticed that he was wearing his Kid Flash uniform and that they were alone, sealed in a place that looked suspiciously like a hotel room if the plain twin beds and white walls were any indication.

Artemis looked down at herself, suddenly feeling restricted in whatever she was wearing. Her jaw almost unhinged itself as she recognized the tight, green spandex uniform she was dressed in as her cosplay costume.

"Who put me in this?" she demanded and Wally rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly.

"Wow. I'm not touching that with a ten foot, um..." Wally trailed off, trying not to meet his girlfriends' feral gaze, "So. Do you know how we got here?"

Artemis shook her head bitterly, crossing her arms over her costume clad chest. "The last thing I remember was waking up and seeing Dick- Dick!"

Wally nodded in understanding, "That sneaky little-"

"I can't believe he would drug me! That's just so- so-"

Wally stared at her amusedly, "Are you really surprised?"

Artemis shook her head.

"No," she admitted, "I'm just pissed. First he breaks in to my room and then he leaves me here with you."

Wally raised his hands, "Whoa, whoa, whoa," he said defensively, "What is so wrong about being locked in a room with me?"

Artemis' face visibly paled as she shifted her gaze to the door, "We're locked in here?"

"Well, yeah, but- Hey!"

"Dick!" Artemis yelled, walking swiftly to the door and jiggling the doorknob. She then proceeded to bang on it with her fist, "Richard Grayson, I know you're out there! Let me out! I swear to God, if you don't let me out right now I am not gonna be in your goddamn movie!"

"Hold on, Arty. Calm down," Wally said as he reached for her arm.

She turned and hastily backed away from him, her eyes glaring behind her mask, "Don't. Call. Me. Arty."

"What?" Wally asked innocently, "Why?"

"This isn't some fucking game, Wally," Artemis spat, "You can't just pretend that nothing happened the other day. We fought. We're over, for good."

Wally just stared at her, his eyes glazing over with the sudden realization that she wasn't his girlfriend anymore. Sure, they'd had their spats in the past but eventually one or both of them would find a way to apologize and then everything would mend itself together again. He hadn't been paying attention when their relationship had been torn in to shreds, beyond any hope of repair. He had just assumed that she would forget about what had been said and move on, but the distrust in her eyes hurt him like nothing else he had ever experienced.

"Artemis," he said slowly, testing the tension between them with soft words, "I'm-"

"Save it," she said, turning away from him and jiggling the doorknob again.

Okay, he'd tried being nice. Now he was just angry.

"Do you even remember what we were fighting about? Cause I sure as hell don't," Wally swore as he stared at her.

"It's not the subject of the fight that I'm worried about here," Artemis countered, looking up at him as if this should be obvious, "It's the fact that the fight never ends. If we keep this up we're going to end up arguing until we are old and wrinkly and whacking each other with our canes."

Wally was silent for a moment and Artemis enjoyed the momentary reprieve from their bickering before he whispered, "I would rather fight with you every day for the rest of my life than never see you again."

"What?"

"You heard me," Wally his eyes never wandering from her face, "The thing is, I think I lo-"

"Had enough?" Dick said, suddenly appearing in the doorway.

"Dick!" Artemis exclaimed, spinning to face the boy, "What did you do to me? Why did you-"

"Relax." Dick said nonchalantly, stepping in to the room, "It was just Chloroform. I borrowed some from Bruce."

"Bruce? Why would Bruce have-"

"It was the only way to get you to cooperate."

"Cooperate?" Artemis fumed, "Dick, being drugged is not a form of cooperation. I'm pretty sure that it's not even legal."

"Sure it is," Dick said indifferently, "Your mom gave me her permission."

Artemis stared at the boy, trying to form a coherent sentence despite the chaos brewing in her head, "You- She WHAT?"

"Dude, what's going on?" Wally demanded. He stared at his best friend impatiently as Artemis continued to seethe in the doorway.

After a moment in which Dick waited until Artemis was done glaring at him and Wally was done trying to act as if he was angry Dick deemed it appropriate to answer Wally's question.

"We're cosplaying," Dick said simply.

"No shit," Artemis yelled, pointing menacingly at Dick's own costume. He was dressed as 'Robin' and even had his mask on, covering his normally azure eyes.

"No, I mean, we're cosplaying," Dick said slowly, "Haven't you even looked out the window?"

They hadn't, and almost the second the words left Dick's mouth Artemis stomped over to the window and threw the curtains back. Light poured in to the room and Artemis squinted against the sudden harsh brightness of it all until a large building came in to focus, right across the street.

"What the-" she muttered, recognizing the place at one as the Wayne Convention Center. It had been a year since she had stepped foot inside but the place was as familiar as her own home. That and the swarms of cosplayers outside were a dead giveaway that this was the same hell hole she'd been forced to spend three days in last year.

"I realized that you were right about one thing," Dick said, coming to stand beside her, "We need a break from preparing for the movie. Everyone's tired and stressed out so I figured we could cosplay, for old time's sake."

"But there will still be panels?" Artemis guessed.

"Correct."

"And you will still get paid for all the work we do?"

"Exactamundo," the kid answered happily.

Artemis threw the curtains closed, "This is not what I meant Richard Grayson! I wanted a real vacation, one where I sit on the beach all day and wear a bikini and drink Virgin Cocktails, not this!"

Dick shrugged, "Fine. Have it your way. I brought some extra Chloroform just in case."

"Whoa," Wally said, coming to stand between Artemis and Dick, "There's no need to go all James Young Simpson on us."

"Who?" Artemis asked, shoving Wally aside.

"He discovered the uses of Chloroform," Wally said and upon seeing the disbelieving look on Artemis' face he seethed, "Hey, I'm smart!"

"Since when?" she countered.

"There are a lot of things you don't know about me," Wally said, vindictively placing his hands on his hips.

"Okay guys, enough with the lover's quarrel. We have to leave and meet up with the others. We're already late," Dick interrupted, grabbing Artemis' arm and pulling her towards the doorway.

"Others?" Artemis asked hesitantly, pulling her arm out of Dick's grasp.

"Yeah, others," Dick said with a smirk, "As in everyone will be there."

"Everyone?" Artemis asked nervously.

"Everyone," Dick reiterated.

"Great, just great," she said angrily as she followed Dick through the doors. She turned around to see Wally standing just inside of the room, staring at her, so she yelled back to him, "You coming?"

He nodded briefly and she remembered a fragment of a word he had shouted just before Dick had burst in to the hotel room.

"Is there something you wanted to tell me? Before Dick interrupted us, I mean?" she asked, as Wally fell in to step beside her.

He shook his head, not looking up at her as he said, "It wasn't important."

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