Oh my god, guys I've been missing since Halloween I am so sorry!

It's just, I suffered from a serious case of writer's block and then I just couldn't bring myself to remember what I had planned for this story then I completely forgot because I was failing French.

I know, right? How can you possibly fail French? Well, I didn't do some major project because my partner and I are just major lazy assess who spend all our time gossiping about the weirdest shit. I DON'T EVEN LIKE TO GOSSIP! It just… bleh, well we passed – barely – thankfully.

And then I just remembered this and I feel really bad but hey it's only been like two months, right?

I'll just go fail at life now. Enjoy. I don't own Young Justice.

Voices echoed in the distance, as the young woman came to, she could make them out; one male and one female. As she moved to sit up, she felt a hand hold her back down into the position she was previously in. "Hey-" She would have struggled if a familiar voice hadn't escaped the other person's lips first.

"Calm down, it's just me." The archer spoke up, his voice barely a low whisper. "You're hurt."

"I'm fi… ahh!" She groaned, sitting up and placing a hand against her stomach. Everything ached and she felt as if the room was spinning like crazy; as far as she knew, it was. The dark skinned girl lifted her arm to remove Roy's hand from her shoulder but she stopped mid-way as a pain shot up her arm once more. "Okay, not fine; really not fine."

"Here." Raquel heard the archer's movements before she found herself leaning against his torso. Her eyes widened and she tried to pull away but he held her firmly. "You need the support or you'll cause more damage to yourself."

She grudgingly allowed for herself to remain in the position she was in before she tried to look around and make out anything that she could. It was dark, all of it except for the small amount of light coming from the other side of the door. Her eyes could barely make out a silhouette a few feet away of who she guessed was their other teammate. "Zatanna..?" She asked hesitantly.

"She's out cold." Rocket jumped slightly as she heard Roy's voice from above her head and she tilted her head slightly so she could get a better look at him. "They gave her something to keep her out."

She sighed. "Oh."

They remained like that for a few minutes, neither of them saying a word. As they sat in uncomfortable silence, the distant voices became easier and easier to hear and Raquel realized that whoever it was… they were arguing. She wanted to call out for help, thinking that maybe – whoever it was – could actually be someone of use to them.

But the way that Roy stiffened under her as he too heard the voices made her hold back on screaming out. She didn't ask him if he knew who it was that was keeping them there; chances are, he didn't. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity to her, they heard the arguing stop and the sound of whatever contraption kept the door locked being tampered with. They both had to cover their eyes to block out the light coming inside.

"Good morning, sidekicks." A teasing, female voice murmured as the sound of heels clicking on the concrete floor echoed through the small room. "Or should I say evening?"

Roy squinted at the unknown female, trying to make out her figure and not be blinded by the light at the same time. His eyes widened as he recognized her form the League's files. "Queen Bee?"

"Aw, crap. Not this witch again." Raquel hissed through grit teeth as she pulled away from Red Arrow and glared at the smirking woman. Roy's eyes lit up in confusion as he looked at his teammate.

"You know her?" He asked hesitantly, looking at one then back at the other quickly.

The girl kept her eyes on the villain as she answered the archer. "Remember that undercover mission Zatanna and I were never allowed to speak of?" He slowly nodded and said nothing. "Well, meet the unspeakable mission."

Queen Bee grinned and rolled her eyes. "Well…" She began, her teasing tone causing Raquel's anger to increase tenfold. "If by saying that, you are pinning the blame of all of that on me… then I think you should remember a bit more clearly what it was that happened. Don't you think, Rocket?"

"Cut the crap, Bee. What do you want with us?" The dark skinned teen hissed at the woman in blind rage.

She held her hand up as if to stop Raquel from saying anything more and glanced at the archer. "I think we should worry more about getting your little friend medical attention first, don't you think?"

Raquel looked over at Roy and her eyes widened. Queen Bee was right, Raquel hadn't noticed it before but the archer looked like crap. There was a bruise on his left eye and his lip was busted up, not to mention the gashes that were on his right arm. How had she not noticed that before?

"Speedy!" She gasped out.

"I'm fine." He coughed out, blood pooling at the edge of his lips. Raquel noticed that he was having trouble breathing too, the way his chest moved up and down in a less than steady rate as he leaned against the closest wall.

"No. You aren't." The older woman pointed out, a tsk sound coming out of her mouth as she glanced back down at Raquel. "You should really take better care of your teammates, Rocket."

Raquel lunged at her. Or she would have lunged if she wasn't suddenly grabbed by the arms and hoisted up onto a standing position which was, for her, almost excruciating. "Let me go!" She snapped at the man who held her in anger, the sound being forced as a scream of pain mixed in with the order. She tried to use all of her strength to shove him off. Granted, she didn't really have a lot of strength to begin with. Yes; she was sure if this guy let go, she'd probably land face-first on the ground.

She continued to struggle.

"Rocket." Red Arrow snapped as he was pulled up in a similar manner as she was, but he put up even less of a fight than she did.

Queen Bee approached him and chuckled, roughly jerking him by the chin so he was looking at her. "Oh hush, dear. I can only handle one defiant teen at a time, and you are nothing compared to her. Now be a good boy and do as I say."

Raquel watched in repulsion as he settled down and did exactly as she said, not bothering to fight back or even move for that matter. She didn't say anything, just glared angrily at the woman standing before her.

"Don't look so glum, I could have been someone worse." Queen Bee murmured, her fingers stretched out and gently traveled down the girl's cheek. She noted, in disgust, how cool the woman's touch was. "Yes." Her voice was soft, and Raquel wondered if she was speaking to herself or to Rocket. "Much. Much worse."

Of that, Raquel was sure of.

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I AM STILL SO SORRY AND I WILL HAVE THE NEXT CHAPTER UP AS SOON AS POSSIBLE AND I JUST LIKE, I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT I'M DOING. WELL I DO BUT I DON'T KNOW HOW TO GET TO WHERE I'M GOING.

Surry. I'm calm, I'm calm. The next chapter will be longer though, and there should be tons of action. Hopefully. I'm actually writing it right now, actually.

Um, uh… review?

Seriously, even if it's a simple "I REVIEWED" or "MY COOKIE" hey, I'll even take "WHAT THE HECK, WHAT TOOK YOU SO LONG? YOU SUCK."

Kay? Kay.