Thanks for reviewing! Some of you actually guessed right what Batman would do. I won't say who though.

I know I said it would be 3 chapters, but it's four.

A couple hours earlier . . .

Batman sat in the Cafeteria in the Watchtower looking at his cell phone in his hand as he waited for Mrs. Gordon to text him back. "Red Arrow is planning something."

The Flash looked up from his milk shake."What?"

"Red Arrow is planning something."

The Flash rolled his eyes. Batman was so paranoid. "You cut the kid from using the zeta beams. So what? He's agreed to join the team. It worked. It's over with. Why do you think he's up to something?"

"It is Roy," said Batman looking away from his phone to look at the Flash.

"And . . .?"

"It's Roy. He is going to retaliate."

"He's a mature 18."

"A hot headed, mature 18," retorted Batman. "Besides, he agreed to joining Young Justice too quickly."

"Which shows that he understands the gravity of the situation." Flash took another sip of his milkshake. "He understands that the League will no longer tolerate his flippant behavior."

Batman gave Flash a look. That was total BS and they both knew it.

Flash put one hand up defensively. "Hey, G.A isn't here to defend the kid. I'm stepping in."

Batman shifted in his chair and gave Flash a leveled look. "So you are saying that after months of him ranting about how none of us respect the younger heroes, after months of him constantly reaffirming that for him it was the League or nothing, he simply agrees to join the team because I cut him off from the Zeta Beams." Batman raised in eyebrow. "He stays mostly in Star City any way. I honestly did not think the threat would work."

"I see your point." Flash frowned. "I think G.A might have talked to him though."

"Because, that has worked amazingly well in the past. Those two are like peanut butter and jelly, they are inseparable."

The Flash laughed. He couldn't help it. Ollie was so easy going and he had to deal with the teenager from hell. Poor man had no idea what to do. It was a bit ridiculous.

At that moment, the phone in Batman's hand vibrated as a text was received. Batman looked at it. "I knew it. He is up to something."

The Flash looked at Batman curiously as the Dark Night slipped his phone back into his belt."What makes you say that?"

"Robin is supposed to be at a friend's house and he is not there."

The Flash laughed. "Robin's not where he is supposed to be and so your mind goes straight to a diabolical teenage conspiracy? What's wrong with you."

"You know how they get," said Batman. "And if you think I am crazy, tell me this: where is Kid?"

"He is . . ." Flash's eyebrows tilted downward as he tried to think of where his nephew was. "He is probably at home."

"Sure he is."

Flash ignored him, there was no way he was going to stoop down into the Bat's paranoia. He went back to eating his lunch and the two sat there in silence as they ate their respective meals. However, he could not ignore the nagging feeling the Batman was right. Who was he kidding? Batman was always right. He sighed loudly and threw his fork onto his tray.

Batman looked up.

Flash grabbed his cell phone out of a hidden compartment on his suit. "Just because I'm calling Wally's mom does not mean I think your right." Flash tried to ignore Bruce's chuckles as he waited for Mary West to pick up. After the third ring she did.

"Barry, how are you doing?"

"Great," said the Flash. He wanted to make the conversation quick. Mary had a tendency to draw out conversations. "I just wanted to know where Wally was. "

"He said he was with you today . . . is he not with you?"

"Why yes he is!" the Flash quickly responded not wanting to alarm the woman.

"Why would you call me if he was with you?"

"Um . . . it was a test. A special hero test and you passed!"

Batman shook his head slowly at the other man's antics.

"I did?" Mary sounded pleased.

"Yes!"

"Oh good," said Mary relieved. "You know, sometimes I worry—"

"That's great Mary, I gotta go. See you at dinner tomorrow." The Flash hung up and looked at Batman. "Yeah, they are up to something."

Batman smirked. "Oh my, your nephew is missing and your mind goes straight to a diabolical teenage conspiracy? What is wrong with you?"

"I have to admit it is suspicious." The Flash shrugged. "The other alternative is that they have been kidnapped and are mostly likely being tortured."

Batman frowned.

"So I'm going to go with diabolical teenage conspiracy."

Batman stood up. "To be sure, I will go to the Monitor room and check their locations."

Flash raised an eyebrow. "But they are probably not in their uniforms."

"That does not matter." Batman began to walk away.

Flash stood up, confused. "Wait . . ." he paused, all ready knowing he was going to regret what he was about to ask. "Did you bug my nephew? Like, his civvies?"

"Yes," said Batman not bothering to stop. "There is a bug in the rubber of his shoe."

The Flash's eyes widened. Batman was tracking his nephew? In less than a second, he was besides the other hero. "How long have you been doing that? Since the team started?" Flash watched Batman's face and saw no reaction. Horrified, Flash's mouth dropped. "Oh my god, how long have you been doing that!"

"Since the Nepal incident."

Flash groaned. The Nepal incident had happened two years prior when Wally had spent the night over the Manor. The two boys had been left to their own devices. In the morning when he had gone to collect Wally, he and Dick had disappeared. They had checked everywhere for the boys to no avail. Finally, after several hours, Bruce had received a collect call from Nepal. It had been Dick informing him that they were lost, but it was totally cool because they had met some really awesome monks.

Bruce had not been pleased.

Apparently the two kids had wanted Chinese food for breakfast and Wally had decided to actually go to China. Wally had then made a wrong turn somewhere and was too tired to make it back, let alone carry Dick back.

Yes. Bruce had really not been pleased. And the man had never let Barry forget it.

The Flash frowned, thinking about what Batman's bugging of his nephew really meant. Wally's civilian shoes, just as like his, were reinforced with special rubber just in case he needed so speed off somewhere. The special rubber could only last so long and because Wally was still growing, the kid went through a lot of shoes. "So what have you been doing? Sneaking into my nephew's room at night every time he got a new pair of shoes and putting tracking devices in them!"

Aquaman who had just stepped out of the Library (he had needed to get some important documents for a United Nations meeting being held later) paused as he heard the Flash's words. He looked down the hall at the two heroes momentarily, before walking away in the opposite direction. He was not going to even bother getting into that conversation, he had decided years ago that land-dwellers were crazy.

Batman ignored the Flash and simply kept walking towards the Monitor room, his cape swaying with each step.

The Flash threw his hands up in the air. "That's creepy even for you!" He watched Batman walk further away from him before following. "I'm almost afraid to ask what you did to track Robin."

It was common knowledge that Batman was a bit paranoid about Robin. And because Wally and Dick were best friends, Barry knew very well about the fights the two had about Bruce's bugging problem.

"He kept finding them. I had to get creative."

The two entered the monitor room.

"Lucius made a special fiber, about an inch long. When activated it pings off the nearest Wayne building." Batman sat in a chair near the computer console. "It won't tell me his exact location, but I will know if he is within 1 mile radius of a Wayne building. I had it sewn into all his clothes."

Flash made a face. "That's . . . disturbing. Useful, but disturbing."

He watched as Batman pulled up a holographic screen which showed the earth and began hitting the computer keys. After a couple of seconds the screen zoomed into California, getting closer and closer until two cross streets appeared.

"Wally's at Roy's apartment," said Batman. He began hitting some more keys. Another holographic screen popped up showing the world again. "This will take longer."

They waited.

The Flash thought about the special fiber. Something like that would be really useful mass marketed. But he the idea sounded familiar and he did not know why. Then it hit him. "That fiber can send out a radio wave, right?"

"Yes, it does not act until acted upon. When it passes near a Wayne location the computer reads the data."

"So, it's sorta like a RFID?"

"Yes."

The Flash rubbed his temple in disbelief. "You tagged your kid?"

"I would not say that."

"You tagged your kid . . . like an animal."

Batman swiveled around to look at the Speedster. "When you say it like that—"

"My dog and Richard now have something in common."

Batman's eyes narrowed at the use of Robin's ID. "You are making this sound way worst than it really it."

"Man, I could not possibly make it sound worst than it actually is. You TAGGED your kid, like an animal. You have a problem Bruce. We need to do an intervention."

Batman turned back to the computer. "I like to know where he is. God forbid he ends up in some random place . . ."

Like Nepal thought the Flash.

". . . like Nepal."

Flash threw his hands in the air. "You need to let that go!"

There was a ping noise as the globe transformed into the map of the United States and then into just the shape of California. A star showed up near the coast and an address appeared. Batman read the address. "That is the Star City Wayne Steel shipping depot."

"What do you think they are up to?"

Batman leaned back into the chair, his hands forming a steeple by his lips. "I do not know."

Flash watched the weird expression on Batman's face. "If I didn't know better, I would almost say you want Roy to try something."

"Don't be ridiculous."

Flash looked at the clock in the room. "I have to go see the Prime Minister of Israel. He looked at Batman and shook his head. "You have fun stalking teenage boys."

Batman turned around and glared at him.

"That's what you're doing!" Flash pointed an accusing finger at Batman as he walked towards the zeta beams. "You are seriously a control freak." He stood before the zeta beam console and typed in the coordinates of Tel Aviv. "And you are going to stop bugging Wally's shoes. If anyone's going to be creeping into his bedroom at night when he's sleeping, it's going to be ME." The Flash's eyes widened. "Wait, that came out wr—"

"Recognized. Flash 04"

Batman shook his head. He did not understand why everyone got all defensive about his bugging. He had never regretted it. Richard would understand when he was older, they would probably laugh about it one day.

He turned back to console and closed the screen. When would Roy strike? Today, tomorrow, sometime next week?

"Bring it Harper."

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