A/N: Has anyone else noticed Aqualad refrains from using contractions?

Blah. Could not handle the chapter this week. I can't post on Friday because of how late I get home after assistant directing (if you can call it that), so I'll try to post on Thursday. If not, Saturday or Sunday.

*Robin*

"M'gann, what happened?" I say, rubbing my temple as I communicated with her. I glanced at Superboy, who looked extremely whelmed. Or pissed. Maybe both.

"We are being attacked by Sportsmaster and Cheshire, and M'gann and I cannot hold them off forever. Kaldur explained.

"I'm sending the bioship over to you guys to bring you here."

I sigh wearily, and wait in silence with the clone, who fumes and paces. One, two, three, four, pause. One, two, three, four, pause. It continues the same way, until half a minute later the bioship de-camoflauges and lands near us for us to board.

The second we're inside, the ship closes up and starts zooming off in the direction of the southern part of the city, the richer half that I'm used to. Of course, I've been north a lot, especially as Robin, but as Dick Grayson, I should know the northern by heart. I don't.

We jump out of the bioship as it stops, just as M'gann is flying towards a collapsed Kaldur, and Sportsmaster and Cheshire rush after an escaping lawyer. "Megan!" I shout at her in our link. "Focus on the task at hand."

"But Kaldur-"

"- wouldn't want us to put him before the mission. Leave him there for a while. He'll be fine." I hope, I add later to myself. But M'gann stops, hovering over Kaldur, and flies back to us as we chase after a struggling Hart and two assassins. Hart screamed, and the cat bounded towards Cheshire, scratching her on her bare leg and hissing, but was silenced by the same leg.

M'gann flew ahead of us, telekinetically grabbing a chair and wacking Cheshire on the back of the head, who fell down and turned towards us while Sportsmaster attempts to chase down Hart again. "Megan, can you handle Cheshire?"

"For now, as long as I don't get hit with one of her poisoned blades."

"Then you keep her busy. Superboy and I will take Sportsmaster." We follow after them, just reaching them as the masked villain grabs Hart by the forearm, who screams at his touch.

I throw one of the Batarangs from my back canister at him, but he dodges out of the way, pushing Hart to the ground. Still, he doesn't falter and pulls one of his weapons from his side and brings it down in a slashing motion towards the woman's body.

Superboy slams into his side and I pull the lawyer away, helping her stumble to one of the walls of her lavish apartment. She groans as she leans heavily against the wall, and blinks at me as the only recognition of thanks.

Sportsmaster glares between the two of us, looks back at his partner, then towards us. No doubt grinning, he laughs, and shakes his head at us.

Superboy growls, but I touch his shoulder, issuing a warning.

What's so funny? I'm wondering, but he answers my question.

"Your mole warned us you would be here." He says, "and we took extra precautions that we wouldn't get caught."

A red dot appears on Superboy's back, and one appears on my chest, each coming from the direction of the window. You've got to be kidding me.

A/N: I got lazy and kind of ripped off BBC's Sherlock forthe ending. Now:

Review or leave. I need to go to my mind palace.