Hey guys! It's officially summer! Which means more time to write and less disruptions, ehhhh I hope. Anyway here you guys go! Thanks for all the support and encouragement!
Oh and sadly nothing has changed, I still DO NOT own young justice *pouts*
Chapter 13- Brothers Part 2
Roy's cell phone rang for the umpteenth time before he decided to answer it. Looking at the caller ID he deduced that his speedster friend was impatiently trying to get his attention through 40 or so missed calls.
Sighing, Roy flipped the black device open with a click, "Listen Wally this better be-"
"Finally!" The speedster shouted into the phone making Roy wince at the loud noise from the other line.
"I've been trying to reach you all day!" Wally emphasizes drawing attention from the crowd gathered in the hospitals waiting room.
Wally instantly blushes a deep red and gives a sheepish smile. "Sorry" he whispers to the old couple giving him a pointed look from across the room. He decides to move to one of the private waiting rooms before continuing his conversation.
Roy sighs on the line "Is this important? Because I'm kinda busy and-"
"Roy, trust me it's important" Wally says lowly as he clicks the door shut to an empty room and slides to the floor with his back against the door, his tone is sad and he can't help but stare at the empty white washed wall in front of him.
The silence on the other side of the line tells Wally that Roy is thinking, "Okay shoot." the archer finally answers carefully.
"It's about Dick," Wally continues.
"What about him? Is he okay? What happened?" Roy says, suddenly on alert.
"He- he's not looking so good. Roy, I think this really could be it." Wally tries to swallow the lump in his throat and push back the tears in his eyes.
"Don't you dare say that West." Roy practically growls through the phone.
"Listen, just hear me out okay? You haven't seen him lately have you?" Wally asks sadly while raking his fingers through his red hair.
A deafening silence fills the line before Roy answers regrettably. "No."
"Then you can't tell me I'm wrong when I say he looks like death. Roy, I'm sorry I didn't tell you about it sooner but he needs his brothers, he needs us. Now." Wally admits slowly.
Roy sighs. A long pause and then "okay, I'll be there soon."
Wally breathes out a long breath and closes his eyes. "Thank you Roy."
"No problem Kid." Roy responds before snapping close his phone and making his way to the car.
BREAKLINE. BREAKLINE. BREAKLINE. BREAKDANCE. BREAKLINE. BREAKLINE. BREAKLINE. BREAKLINE.
Two hours and a makeshift parking spot later, Roy finds himself trying to find Dick's room within the complicated maze of Gotham General. Sighing Roy pulls out his phone to text Wally his whereabouts, while looking down he ignores the countless hurried nurses and doctors rushing by him.
He doesn't look up from his phone until he crashes legs first into a wheelchair and is thrown backwards onto his butt.
"Geez" Roy hisses as he rubs his now sore hindquarters.
"Roy!" The hooded figure rolling the wheelchair whispers loudly.
He recognizes the voice instantly, "Wally? What-" it is only now Roy gets to examine the scene before him. Wally- wearing a baggy red sweatshirt- has the hood drawn so far over his head you can't see his face and Dick- in the wheelchair- is practically mummified in a white bed sheet with only his puffy blue eyes and small red nose sticking out.
"Good you're here. Help me will ya?" Wally hurriedly asks as he maneuvers Dick beside Roy and helps him to his feet.
"YOU THERE! STOP!" a loud voice sounds behind them just as Roy gets his footing.
"Oops gotta go!" Wally says before zooming himself and the wheelchair down the tiled hallway. Roy only has a second to absorb the strange situation before trying to catch up to Wally's fleeting figure.
Scrambling, Roy runs alongside Wally and Dick. "What the hell is going on?" he hisses.
"Um…stealing Dick, caught escaping, need a plan, now would be nice." Wally panics and continues running through the halls toward the main entrance.
"Stealing!" Roy shouts.
"Uh yeah but that's not the point right now, we need to get out." Wally growls.
"My car, now. Left here." Roy says taking the lead ahead of Dick and Wally, leading them to where he was parked.
They round the lobby and break through a group of socializing nurses before running out the main doors and making their way quickly to Roy's car.
Popping a wheelie with the chair, Wally flies off the curb and weaves through the parked cars earning a protest or two from the concealed Boy Wonder.
"Don't worry buddy almost there." Wally pants out.
"There!" Roy points as they approach Roy's old Camaro illegally parked on the edge of the hospitals grass.
"Grab the chair!" Wally commands as he lifts Dick out of the wheelchair bridal style and into the back seat of the red Camaro.
Roy throws the chair into the trunk before slamming it closed and rushing to the drivers seat. Clamoring for his keys he finally puts it in the ignition and tries to start the car.
'Tries' being the key word. The car groans with protest and stutters with effort. "Come on baby! Not now, not now!" Roy pleads with the transmission.
"They're coming!" Wally shouts as Roy looks in the rear view mirror at the hoard of security guards making their way towards his car.
After a few more desperate tries the car finally roars to life. Roy shifts into drive and slams on the gas, sending them flying through the hospitals parking lot and gated entrance, while leaving the security guards in the dust.
"Phew, now that was close." Wally sighs as he sinks lower into the passenger seat.
"close? CLOSE! ARE YOU KIDDING ME! DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT WE JUST DID!" Roy explodes.
"Hey! It was for a good reason!" Wally exclaims sitting back upright in his seat.
"What reason! What could possibly be so damn important?" Roy screams back at Wally.
"I asked him to." A quiet voice sounds from the back. Roy was so mad at Wally he almost forgot Dick was there. He was still curled up in the white hospital sheet except with his face now showing. Roy's anger melted away as he saw Dick's hollow eyes and pale face in the rear view mirror gazing sadly at him through the reflection. He repeats, "I asked him to help me escape."
"Dick you know how Bruce feels, he's going to have a cow when he hears about this." Roy tries to compromise with the acrobat.
"I don't care about what Bruce thinks right now I need to do this." Dick says defiantly but with some tiredness in his voice.
Roy takes one more glance in the rearview mirror before sighing deeply. "Where to then?"
"Gotham Cemetery." Dick voices from the backseat.
Roy and Wally share a nervous look; they both know where Dick is going with this. The two have a silent conversation before Wally nods and Roy agrees.
"Okay" he voices then steps on the gas to accelerate.