Wally knew it was bad the moment an order for Rachel to return to DC came. She's been cooped up in the med bay for a few days now but her condition hasn't changed in the slightest. Rachel didn't have the option to deny the Justice League's support, she was still contentious from that last attack by the stranger in the video. He had a hard time believing that the person that had done this to her was Lucky. Sure the few days he had none her, she was short tempered and well uncontrollable, but that's what he fell for. And he knew he fell for the pink haired beauty. Not that he acted upon his feelings, to her, he was a player. She was half true.

Wally hated loosing, he lost Terra to Garfield, not that it mattered much anymore, their relationship has practically ended with what happened to Rachel. They've only been fighting, it's honestly entertaining and a comical relief from having to think about Rachel all day. But even that humor was gone for him now, the notification of Rachel's revival team arriving in a few short hours made everyone unwilling to talk.

He was in the med bay sitting next to his closest friend. To be honest, if Garfield hadn't ran off to save her, he would've. To see her, one of the strongest girls he knew, crumpling on the ground cowering at the feet of a stranger, unable to use her powers because of some strange rope that Victor was still examining. It made him want to destroy something, he wanted to rip the throat out of the villain that caused her so much pain. He wanted revenge, something that was forbidden to a Superhero. Forbidden to him.

But now he felt like he understood Garfield a little more, battling a war that wont have a winner. Only his death will end the battle between him and the beast. A struggle to keep his other side at bay, to keep control of himself. No wonder he's being pushed harder than everyone else, he has more time training, more time studying than Wally did. Now he was at a struggle to decide what to do with his path, he could easily take revenge it wouldn't be hard, it would be so simple to let his anger take over.

But Rachel wouldn't want that, she wont let him take that path, even now in her sleeping form, she was looking out for everybody.

Garfield walked into the room, not getting Wally's attention until he sat in the char on the other side of the girl. He looked like he had been crying. That was likely. "How long... did you know her?" The boy asked after a few minutes.

"A few years," Wally responded. They looked at each other for a moment. "She transferred into my highschool half way though my junior year. The Justice League recruited her after the year ended. She was strange and normally didn't talk to people."

"How did you get her to talk to you?" Garfield asked. Wally chuckled a bit.

"I asked her out." He responded. Garfield looked shocked. "She turned me down as soon as the question left my lips. I was laughed at by the entire school for weeks," he laughed again. "Then after track one day she confronted me, calling me a moron and accepted my offer. She took me out to lunch the next day, we talked about books, she really gets into books." He shook his head. "I figured that she would be better a friend than a girlfriend and I was right, she uh... would get stressed easily but put up with me hanging out with her. I used to tease her, joke about our nonexistent relationship, in return she'd make her usual dry sarcastic remarks about the girls I actually wanted to go out with."

Garfield was watching Rachel, half hoping that the two talking would help her regain covetousness. Wally watched him, his anger towards the boy slowly vanishing. "Did you know she liked you? More than she would admit to."

"What?" Garfield looked up at the redhead.

"Rachel's never been one for speaking about her emotions, I understand why now but back when we went to school together she always had on a mask. The same mask she keeps up here, if you don't know how to spot the little things you'd never figure it out." Wally leaned back in his chair. "I test her, sometimes without her realising it. The first day you turned into the Beast, when you attacked her, she wouldn't use her powers to defend herself. When Plasmus attacked the day you came to the tower, she only used her powers to get Richard out of your attack. When Kori took you and..." he hesitated at his sister's name. A dangerous fire burned in Garfield's eyes. "Took you to your room, there was a light blown. Her control over her emotions is more controled than yours. Then again when the mirror was broke in your bathroom."

"I read the note you left with the new mirror, you said that youd explain it when the cause was under more control." Garfield recalled. Wally nodded.

"I think it's gotten worse, she may not show it but she cares for you." The redhead looked down at the girl. "She's been avoiding you more lately haven't you noticed? Staying away from everyone, or shut up in her room more."

"She's been cutting training short. She always said that she had things she needed to do."

"Meditation," Wally agreed. "She's been trying harder and harder to keep her emotions in check. I remember when we went one on one a while back she told me that her powers were completely based on emotions. If she didn't have complete control of her emotions she could blow up this building within seconds."

"So at the pizza place..."

"She was jealous." Richard walked into the room, Terra behind him. "Of you and Terra, she didn't want to go out with us for that exact reason." The boys looked over at him. "The only reason we got her to come was because Wally was pushing her limits. They'll be here any minute, is there any change?"

"None." Wally said dryly, it was Richard's idea that she should be sent back to DC. Nobody particularly liked the idea, and moving somebody when they were in a condition like this could make the difference between life and death.

"Then there's no other option for her," the leader of the Titans sighed turning to leave. "Come on Terra." Terra looked at Rachel for a moment longer before following after Richard. A sharp intake of breath made everyone freeze. Rachel shot up in a cold sweat, panting and wincing in pain.

"Rachel," the boys sitting next to her said at the same time. She looked around her, taking a moment to process where she was before her body relaxed. Her eyes closed as she steadied her breath. "Are you alright?" Wally touched her arm and she waved him off. He could tell she was thinking, something wasn't right and she knew it. The others were watching her now.

Wally jumped back in time for a selling tile fell where he was standing. "Rachel," she brought her hand up to her mouth. He took a moment to process what she was doing, back when they went to school together and even when they were in the middle of a conversation her voice would falter and she would do that. It was a sign to him that she couldn't talk about something, not yet. But this seemed to be bigger, her mask was gone and panic was in her eyes, she was remembering her last moments before she passed out. The scream. "Your voice." The words seemed to click in Wallys head.

Garfield was quick to pick the small statement up. "You can't talk..." the boy held onto her hand, "she made you lose your voice." His anger was raising and the girl looked at him wanting to say something. She clutched his hand.