Disclaimer-Sadly, I don't any of the rights to the DC universe, just to my thoughts.

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Hi. So, anyway, he's the chapter. Um...

Right! Ok, so after this story is done, which I can make 20 chapters with some fluffy ones, I kinda need ideas for other stories. I was thinking maybe doing other kidnappings for the rest of the Team. Watcha think? KF's would be funny and if you want a certain one, let me know. Anyway, so, yeah. Need ideas. XD

Warnings-Contains blood, slight torture, and mild language. I think the teen warning should cover the story.

Everyone stared at something behind Sportsmaster, something he didn't notice until too late. Martian Manhunter grabbed the knife against Artemis's throat and threw it away. The masked man immediately dropped the girl, as she served no further use for him. Her legs crumpled under her weight and she cried out quietly in pain. She collapsed to the floor, unmoving and barely conscious.

The other senior heroes wasted no time in coming as Sportsmaster, who had moved out of Artemis's cell. With nine against one, even he couldn't beat them, though he sure put up a fight. He used up all of his remaining weapons before finally giving in. Someone found the remote that stopped the electricity running through the bars, after Flash had grabbed them, and unlocked the cell.

The teenagers immediately went back over to Artemis who was on the floor, looking very ragdoll-esque and with her left leg sticking out at an odd angle.

"Artemis, are you okay?"

The question was magnified a hundred times, as it seemed as though everyone in the room was asking it. The archer in question shut her eyes, getting a headache from all the noise. She felt stupid and helpless, just lying there on the ground, unable to move.

The noise slowly died down and she blinked her eyes open. Everyone was staring at her concerned. Interestingly, Wally was the most concerned-looking, though Batman wasn't far away, which surprised the archer. Then, it was Green Arrow, Miss Martian, Robin, Black Canary, Aqualad, Superboy, and the rest of the heroes.

"Just get me out of here." Everyone was startled at the hoarseness of her voice. The archer coughed again, sending crimson back splattering across the ground yet again. Surprisingly enough, Red Arrow was the one to pick her up, unexpectedly gently.

Batman nodded to everyone, who proceeded out of the dungeons. Wally walked next to Roy and Artemis, still clutching his shoulder. His left hand, the one not clutching his shoulder, grabbed Artemis's hanging left hand. She looked at him in slight surprise. But that wasn't what surprised her the most.

He was crying.

Wally was crying.

He was crying over her.

She squeezed her hand in his feebly. He looked over to her and she tried to give him a small smile, one with her mouth closed. "Wally…" Her voice was less than a whisper and the fastest kid alive had to strain to hear it. A tear came from her gray eyes, than another and another until she was crying, too.

He squeezed back. "Don't you ever die on me again. Hear me?" He said, voice cracking.

This earned him a weak smile from the youngest archer. "Loud and clear." She said, even quieter than before.

The darkness was calling her. She was saved. There would be no more torture from her sister or father and no more worry about her teammates. At least, not for a while. Her eyes fell slowly closed, the last thing she saw being Wally's tear-streaked face.

Roy had been standing there awkwardly the whole time, just walking to the javelin with the now unconscious blonde archer still in his arms and Wally still holding her hand. He'd never realized how much one person could affect someone else's life. Wally had been so worried about a girl he'd known for a few months. And yet, that was all that it took.

Once back on the Javelin, Artemis was immediately taken to the small medical bay. They couldn't do much more than a basic assessment there, so Batman called in some help.

"Leslie, take the Zeta-tubes in the Batcave to Mount Justice. Use authorization code A-17." He said to comm link. He would take Artemis back to the Batcave but the Zeta-beam travel would almost definitely aggravate her injuries, something he did not want to risk, not when he felt so responsible for her.

Which begs the question not even the Dark Knight himself could truly answer.

Why did he care so much?

Maybe it was because he recruited her to be on the Team herself. That was at least part of the reason, he knew. Maybe it was because she was one of Robin's close friends. (Yes, he had seen the picture Dick had taken on her first day. The kid had made it his phone's wallpaper, much to the curiousness of Barbara Gordon.) Maybe it was because he had a soft spot for the Team. Maybe it was because he never had a daughter. While the last reason was unlikely, he simply put it with the rest of his thoughts to go into storage.

Right now, he had more important things to do than to wonder why.

After all, he was the one controlling the Javelin.

And, by the way, I totally made up the authorization code. XD

It was the first thing that came to mind.