Title – Disturbed

Disclaimer – I do not own the Justice League… DC Comics do.

Summary – Wally West, current Flash wakes up in a Mental Hospital and can't figure out how he got there until the flash backs start.

Rating – T

Author's Note – Rubba Dub Dub, dig in!

"There hasn't been much change, although The Flash has been awfully busy with The Justice League, he has been acting awfully distant… but other then that the two cities are fine!"

Fine couldn't even begin to explain how Wally West felt in this moment. Here he was sitting across from Linda Park, the beautiful reporter from Central City. Early this morning she had come along for a visit and now here they sat in his room talking about recent events and what he has been missing. So it seems that the Justice League has a doppelganger running around keeping the city safe once in awhile, just to prove to the people that yes, their beloved Scarlet Speedster is still around to protect them.

He was rankled with the thought that Wally West disappeared from public and at the same time The Flash too vanished. It was a bit of a leap to just assume, but still it disrupted Wally's sleep pattern none the less.

As Linda continued to rattle on about daily activities without her young red headed friend, Wally's mind continued to drift, that was the downside to being a speedster, not only did he have a hyperactive body and high maintenance metabolism but his brain never seemed to slow down. It took a great deal of precise deliberation and discipline to finally get his over active mind to slow down, and since he has been in this hell hole he has had a lot of time to mull over the thoughts jumbled together in his cranium but since Linda's arrival it took a great deal of concentration to just pay attention to the raven beauty. It was his nerves, when he was nervous he could barely handle writing his name correctly or even get a hold of a pencil first.

A prime example of his concentration skills would be current, she was speaking animatedly with the use of her hands but not a single word was attained and accounted for because his focus was on the way her lips would curl when she smiled and that odd wrinkle on the left side of her lip and of course with her shining white teeth only a TV reporter would have that simply left him breathless. Her hair was distracting also, the way it bounced around on her shoulders like a cliché Pantene Hair commercial. He idly wondered what shampoo she used…

Her nimble fingers on the tip of his chin brought him back to the now.

"You need the sun light Wally, naturally you are pale, but in here you look ailing in here." Her voice adopted a darker note, whilst her eyes held worry and … love…

Wally smirked showing off his pearly teeth also, he hoped his teeth were how they used to be, good enough to impress Linda at least, "That is why I am in here, to get better."

A cheerless smiled crossed her features and her eyes began to glisten. Quickly she looked down to save her embarrassment but then she looked back up quickly at Wally her eyes slighter bigger after catching a glimpse of her watch. "I'm sorry Wally but I have to go to work now."

Nodding, Wally stood up taking her soft, warm fingers in his cold, unsteady hands. They both walked down the hallways where the patients stared and made faces at Linda, Wally quickly protected her from any straying hands that tried to touch her and sighed in relief when they made it outside where the cool breeze washed them of the sick air inside of the infirmary.

Linda smiled, her eyes gleaming and her silky black hair swished around her pale cheeks making her seem exotic especially with her olive skin tone. He always loved the way she dressed so professional yet oh so sexy, her tiny feet were always adorned in sleek black heels and skirt of every color, either tight or loose they both complemented her hips and thighs so perfectly and the shirts she wore always gave Wally a pretty damn good idea of how 'healthy' Linda's attributes are.

"Goodbye Wally, take care and I will be back soon to visit." She seemed hesitant and awkward but must have reached a higher ground because she stepped on her tip toes and kissed him softly on the cheek and quickly swiveled around walking hastily to her car.

Wally smirked placing his hand over his flashing cheeks. Whatever he did to deserve such a girl he'll never know. Well The Flash saved the world, but what has Wally West done? Sure Linda likes Flash… but she wasn't fanning away the sweat from the intense erotic emotions swimming around her from just the muscle clad hunk like Lois Lane was for Superman. No Linda had a sweet, almost nurturing love in her eyes for Wally. It was something different, usually he was used to the lust filled eyes when he wore his red spandex alter ego.

As soon as Linda's silver Toyota pulled out of the drive way and onto the main road leading up to the gates which needed to turn back in the visitor badge for approval to leave. Wally knew it was just to make sure nobody was hiding in the car.

"She's pretty, she your girl?" a voice called out from the left. To the naked eye it appeared nobody was there, but when Wally actually turned to examine the area, Dillon sat under a mahogany tree in the darkest area where he was hidden from what very little light was shown. It was a very dark and gloomy day.

Wally nodded and walked over sitting next to the brunette, "I heard about your episode." A few days ago he was wandering aimlessly around the barren halls when he heard a loud scream. On instinct he was ready to pull on his spandex and rush to help, but as he was shoved out of the way by the matrons he leaned heavily on the wall staring in the direction of the nurses were in. He furrowed his brow when Alex, the boy from earlier came scrambling out with bruises forming all around his body and a bloody lip. They had Dillon strapped and sedated and gently pulled him out of the room, they were taking him somewhere… most likely that solitary room. He didn't want to bring it up, but sometimes talking about it made it better.

"Yeah… when I go into my fits I can't remember doing them or have any control. Bastards lock me up for days, trim my nails to the brim, sedate me 'til I'm an incomprehensible, drooling, drone; perfect for those in need of a vegetable." He added bitterly.

"Why are you out here by yourself?" avoiding the fathomable events was always the best answer, phase one was a bad idea since he was still bitter about it.

"They let me out this morning and Alex won't talk to me. It must have been a bad vision if I actually beat someone, usually it's just me who I hurt." He spat out enigmatically, "I just needed to be alone and think without white walls staring at me."

Wally could understand that, it was easy to think but when shoved in a room where it felt like anti septic walls were closing in on you, suffocating. Not a good place to think really.

The two sat there in silence, enjoying the company and harvesting the silence. The skies were thick and dark daring anyone who walked outside. A sudden downpour was any minute now. And yet, the two sat in their warm sweaters and beanies enjoying the wind breezing by moving through the leaves in the trees making mock music and a natural sedative.

As he turned to look at his brunette friend he couldn't but feel curious as to why he was let outside without super vision. True the grounds were barricaded off so nobody could escape and nothing could get in, but still, there were plenty of things out here to harm oneself.

A low rumble of thunder rolled across the skies reminding everyone that Mother Nature was on her way, ready to cleanse the earth of pollution and decay. Small trickles of rain splattered on Wally's cheeks so he stood up wiping the non existent dirt from his pants and held his hand out to Alex.

The brunette, for a moment, looked ready to decline, but seeing the red head's kind face he obliged and took his hand allowing him to propel him upwards.

"Well Wally, I need to be alone, see you around okay?" Wally nodded and watched Alex walk back into the hospital just as another roll of thunder came across the skies. The rain was heavier now so Wally slowly treaded back inside. He was enjoying himself outside…

Usually Wally loved the sunny days with a cool breeze so when he ran the wind brushed against his cheeks and cooled off his body, even though his hyper accelerated system doesn't really work up a sweat that easily, it was still enjoyable. But since his 'illness', he has been feeling weak and tired, and his speed was completely gone… he felt as if a huge chunk of his existence was gone, dissipated fro his grasp. His joints ached and that was something that he was not used too, even as a runner… when in accelerated mode his molecules morph into tachyons which allow his body to move at an impossible speed which would crush any normal human being under the pressure. Injuries were frequent if he wasn't careful, but for the most part, his body was almost inhuman when he was using his speed.

Wally strolled back into the glass sun room and stared out into the rain as it pattered hard against the glass and rolled down the sides in thick droplets. The steady beat was slowly drifting the young red head to another place… another time…

It was only last year when Wally, Clark, J'on, John, Shayera, Diana, and even Bruce went along to Australia for vacation and of course it was pouring, but they made the best of things and it turned out to be quiet eventful from the hotel they were staying at, the view was right over looking the ocean and they had huge balconies that attached their rooms together. The owners of the hotel were quite thankful when the Justice League saved their precious hotel from a huge hurricane.

Bruce, Clark, and J'on shared a room together, Wally and John occupied another and the girls got the middle room of the three. On the third day they were in Australia someone came up with the plan to go scuba diving!

To a normal human being it would have been suicide, the storm wasn't ferocious, but it was raining rather hard and it was cold. The Justice League could handle cold weather; even Batman threw on a high tech scuba gear and went along claiming it was for 'research'.

They sailed out far into the ocean on a rented boat and dropped the anchor. Almost as fast as the Flash they were getting into their gear and then jumped out in pairs. Because of their com-links they were able to communicate perfectly even while under water. J'on and Bruce designed them to be waterproof.

Wally looked around in the vast ocean, and saw a whole different world. When he looked over to his left he was amazed at the sight, just a few more steps and it was a different universe, only deeper. The sun was hidden behind thick layers of clouds so all they had for lights were what they had on their suits, but even then it was as if the natural ocean plants give off light, everything seemed to be … glowing. Small fish swam by them not even worried or scared that a giant intruder was mere inches away. Their bodies moved in tune with the current, and as he looked around he could see Superman and Batman inspect some plants, J'on was hovering by listening to their conversation. Diana was watching Shayera and John so Wally swam off towards the pit in search of more sea life. His body felt lithe and almost jelly like as he pushed along the heavy current and the pressure against his body felt almost comforting, like being thrown in a Jacuzzi with a blanket hugging your body.

The twinkles of lights were curious since there was not sun to give off rays, so the light had to be natural. He followed along some rocks as a guide line and peeked over; he was blown away at the sight, billions of sea anemones, sea weed, and different plant particles cluttered the sea floor, sparkling colors and tiny fish swimming in and out of these radiant colored plants ravished his eyes as he continued to watch this tiny, yet vast community. Over on the right of his direct vision was a group of tiny pink jellyfish swaying in tune with the tide, slowly being pulled away from the small community of fish and plants. Tiny sparks were seen as they moved along and their stingers brushed against each other, and a shiver of fear and excitement rippled through his frame.

Beneath the ocean was the only place where time did not matter, he could race against the waves and break apart the time frame speeding faster then light itself, but it would not matter because the world laid still. This was another universe, a different time span that only existed miles below the surface.

As inpatient as he was most of the time, under water he could forget who he is and just … live in the moment.

That moment in Australia woke something up inside of him, that he was living life too fast, by the time a normal human being reached the age of ten he felt like he had lived a whole life… twice! Now he began thinking more instead of jumping impulsively, and it even brought on compliments from the Dark Knight himself!

"Wallace?" Wally snapped out of his thoughts and was quickly transported to the dull drum of rain on the window pane in the sun room and looked up noticing a male nurse calling him.

"Yes?"

"You have another visitor, you sure are popular." The young nurse muttered and moved out of the way so Wally's visitor could step in.

"You are only popular because people can't seem to get rid of you." Wally could not forget that deep, in charge voice. He smiled brightly when the owner of the voice stepped in the sun room and shut the door behind him. John Stewart, a man of many accomplishments and a strict life style was Wally West's best friend and mentor. He was years older and centuries wiser. It really did not matter how fast The Flash was, Green Lantern will always be a fountain of knowledge and posterity.

The young red head stood up and patted his friend in a brotherly hug, "What are you doing here?" He asked smiling brightly.

"I figured you could use some company, you look great hot shot, but how are you doing?" John asked as they both sat down.

"Really good actually, I've been relaxing and just thinking about what the hell happened, so far I haven't come up with anything but you know how that goes. Bruce is helping me out."

"I've heard, if I were half a detective as Bruce I'd help also, but I would just get in the way."

Wally smiled, "Don't worry, by just being here you are helping."

They sat in silence just enjoying the thudding rain and harsh winds blowing. Sometimes, the silence said much more then words could. Wally turned to say something but was shocked to see that the whole room had changed, and instead of the usual John he knew, the one standing before him was young and lanky, he lacked his build and even lacked the confident stance.

"Not again…" Wally muttered as he took in the atmosphere, it was bright, and it took him a moment to adjust to the bright light but when he did he realized he was on a docking port. A huge ship getting ready to ship the marines out, and there was John holding a young woman with olive skin and bright plum lips and giant hazel eyes, her hair was knotted up hanging loosely and swaying lightly in the wind, but she was gorgeous. The sparkle in her eyes told Wally one thing, she was in love and hurting. John was in a US Marine outfit, he was setting out to go off and leave her behind.

"I will be back for you, I promise." He kissed her softly and turned to go as a loud fog horn blared.

The young woman waved and kissed goodbye as fat tear drops rolled down her cheeks.

The minute he blinked he was in a whole new world. Right in the middle of the battle field. He's been in battles, being in the Justice League you see a lot of sick stuff, but this was new, being right in the middle of a raging war that didn't consist of evil monsters or crazed sociopaths, no this was man killing man and it was … disheartening.

A huge explosion blew right next to him and a man screamed out loud as his left and left foot had been in the explosion and now where his appendages should have been were now profusely bleeding stumps.

"Max!" He swiveled around and saw John rush down to pull the man out to safety. Blood quickly coated his outfit and Wally shuddered when the man's leg had easily slid off of his thigh, it too had been ruptured in the explosion.

Another explosion right near them caused Wally to jump and twist around. Like going through a slide show Wally was once again brought to another scene, this time at a funeral, the picture lying on top of the grave was that woman john was with before he went off to bring honor to his country. Apparently she died while he was away, and from the looks of her tombstone which read: loved by all, and a will that will never die, only sickness stopped your heart, Joanna Lyn Howard. She died from sickness. It had to be while John was away since he was in his uniform, he must have gotten special leave for this. How … awful.

"I love you John… I never lied about that." Wally's eyebrow rose as he turned around once again, man he was getting dizzy, and was outside on a Cliffside a beautiful sunset breeze blowing the gentle waves below. They were right outside Wayne's mansion. This was a couple years ago, right after the whole Thanagar Invasion… he knew from how beat up John was and how Shayera looked so depressed.

She spread her wings and took off, her wings glistening in the evening sun, John had tears forming and quietly he whispered, "I love you too."

He loved her, and she broke his heart. Wally forgave her, she had a duty, just like everyone else that was born, she was a devoted woman and she followed through, she was not weak and never faltered in her plans, and he respected her for that. Besides, she came through in the end and that was all he needed.

But John didn't see it that way, he felt betrayed and hurt, it was a personal target for him. The life he led, loosing his loved ones in war and finally loosing a cherished one to something as trivial as sickness but to be stabbed in the heart by something as powerful as betrayal ran deep inside of John. Wally knew, John talked about it every once in awhile, and the pain was there, even now, now that he was with Vixen. That was one rocky relationship.

Perhaps one day, the pain of all of his friends will end, the suffering needed to cease and dissipate into foggy memories, and yet they were as clear as glass cutting wounds deep into the soul…

Wow I am so sorry this took forever! I started school once again and man this is one busy semester. And on top of work… I do not even know how I was able to write this chapter especially with how busy it has been…. I still have an essay to write and math to finish… oh and a reading assignment oy …. I feel dizzy already.