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

So I was thinking about putting a poll on my profile for what my next story would be. SO, give me some ideas to put on it and then I'll set it up so you can vote! :D

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

The ride back to the Cave was a quiet one. Everyone was reflecting, whether or not they felt much responsibility. Mostly, they were trying to gauge the emotional damage on the Team. Though, if one looked close enough, they would see that the Team's bond was stronger. Something like this was exactly what could bring people together, a situation that forced them to come together. Besides that, the older heroes could sense that Artemis had revealed something to the Team, a secret she'd been holding. Only Black Canary, Batman, and Green Arrow knew what it was.

Black Canary glanced around at the Team. Zatanna was still passed out on a chair. Red Arrow was standing in a corner, looking rather sullen. The rest of the Team was gathered around Zatanna, more or less. Black Canary thought it was very likely they were having a telepathic conversation based on their changing facial expressions.

Canary was sitting in one of the Javelin's seats, quietly thinking. She'd only known Artemis a few months and yet, she felt a connection to the girl. She knew the girl's secret. After all, she'd known Green Arrow long enough to know he didn't have another niece. But, it didn't matter. Ollie tried to treat her like family, so did Dinah. Truth be told, she really enjoyed being the Team's trainer, as well as counselor. She glanced over to Green Arrow.

The archer was staring straight out of his window, looking angrier than most of the Leaguers had ever seen him. It wasn't Green Arrow who was so unhappy; it was Oliver Queen. He felt horrible about this whole situation, even though it wasn't his fault. Yet, he felt responsible for many of the same reasons as Batman, and more. He was supposed to be her mentor, her 'uncle'. He was supposed to look out for her, to do better than he had with Roy…

The red-haired archer stared into space at nothing in particular. If anyone asked, he was trying to think of the best way to get Artemis's blood out of his costume. However, if J'onn were to read his mind, he'd see anger, slight relief, and…compassion. Now, Roy Harper was not the mushy family type but he did care about people. Well, sometimes. At the moment, he actually cared about Artemis's wellbeing. Why? Well, when you see someone in that much pain for so long and even with them trying to help their friends instead of themselves, it kind of makes you care, at least a little.

J'onn looked over around at the heroes, young and old. The nearly overwhelming emotion he felt from them was mostly anger, though relief wasn't far behind. He couldn't blame them, really. He had been worried for Artemis and the rest of the Team. They couldn't do much for the bullet wounds until they got back to the Cave, so Kaldur and Wally were kind of stuck. J'onn and M'gann didn't want to risk anything for them when they didn't have the supplies to be able to help or stop the bleeding that would likely ensue. After all, they weren't really experts on healing. The Martian looked towards Aquaman where he could sense the worry for his protégé.

The Atlantian was looking in the general direction of the Team. He was focused on the only other Atlantian on the Javelin. He knew Kaldur was in pain and, quite frankly, he was just surprised that the bullet had actually gone through his dense skin. Honestly, that made him worry more. He felt bad and at least partially responsible, like the rest of the older heroes. Though, really, there had been nothing they could've done. After all, Batman had the information from him and some of the others. Even the others that did know what had happened couldn't have helped and he knew that. At the same time, he couldn't help but be at least a little angry with Batman. Seriously, how could he not have told them? The kids were their protégés! He looked over to Zatara, who was looking at his daughter, obvious concern in his eyes.

The magician stared at his daughter. He looked more worried than anything else. The drug must've been really strong to keep her knocked out for so long. He was worried but he'd carried her back himself and the best thing he could console himself with was the fact that she had a pulse. While it was a little weak, it was still there. He felt helpless even though he knew his daughter was most likely fine, as long as it wasn't poison… They'd make sure she was fine when they got back to the Cave. He looked over to the Man of Steel, who was awkwardly looking out the window.

What was he supposed to think? Yeah, he was a little worried about Artemis and the rest of the Team. But, really, he wasn't all that worried. His 'son' was fine, even if he didn't like it. It was still very awkward and he wasn't even sure what to think of the boy. Ok, yeah, he had a clone. That much he accepted. But now he was supposed to treat that clone like family? Uh, no. Sorry. Not gonna happen. While he was brooding, he glanced at the boy in question out of the corner of his before looking around the Javelin again, looking for something else to focus on. His attention ended up on Flash, for some reason.

The speedster was glancing between his nephew and out the window. He knew Wally would have to have surgery to get that bullet removed. His jaw clenched just thinking about it. At the moment, he would've liked nothing more than to wring Sportsmaster's neck. He glanced back at the younger speedster, who was still clutching his elbow and had dried tear tracks on his face. Barry hadn't had any idea that he cared so much about someone on his team. Sure, he'd heard the kid talk about M'gann but they knew it would never happen. And every time he talked about Artemis, it was to complain. Then again, he couldn't say he was surprised. It seemed like that was how a lot of relationships started lately. For some reason, Flash found his attention on Batman before staring out the window in front of the Dark Knight.

All anyone, anyone without telepathic powers that is, saw from the crusader was his normal, rather emotionless front. Whether or not he cared about someone or something, he usually didn't show it. Unless it involved Dick, it was unlikely to get any show of emotion. The knight shook his head slightly, clearing his thoughts as the Javelin entered the hanger of the Cave.

Everyone got off, with Artemis being pushed off on a gurney first by Green Arrow and Black Canary. The Team and Red Arrow followed them to the infirmary where Leslie was waiting.

"I'll look at you two after she's stable." Said the doctor, looking at Kaldur and Wally before bringing Artemis into another room. The two nodded slightly before turning back to the rest of the Team and Red Arrow. The six of them left as Zatanna was carried into another room by Zatara with Batman following. It was obvious they would try to identify the drug used so that they could help her wake up.

The remaining six teenagers went to the living room area, not caring about their bloodstained clothes as they sat on the couches and chairs. Someone turned the TV on. The familiar 'NO SIGNAL' screen greeted them. They sat in silence, watching the almost snowy screen, waiting for some news.

It was another hour before Leslie came out, followed by a rather normal-looking Zatanna. The magician sat with the rest of the Team, who were staring at the doctor. Her clothes had blood on them and her face was slightly grim, or maybe regretful. Either way, the Teens were waiting for the news she would deliver.

CLIFFHANGER! XD