Thanks for another amazing review load, I enjoyed reading them all. And I hope you enjoy this chapter. So a bit of personal information, I am going through some personal problems, someone I love has been diagnosed with cancer and frankly, writing is coming a bit harder and I am going to be a lot busier taking care of that person and spending time with him. I promise I will update the story, but it may take me a slightly longer. I hope for the best and my good thoughts are with that person. I hope you'll be patient with me! I do have most of this story pre-written so updates won't be that infrequent. Okay, back to happier stuff.
I'm In Over My Head
You take me everywhere that I've never been and
Show me the meaning of what life had to give and
I don't know what to say
I think that maybe
I'm in over my head
Lying in her bed
Something she said
It makes me think that
I'm in Over my head
--Lit
"Uncle Barry, I need to talk to you," Wally rehearsed. He wasn't sure even he would be smooth enough to discuss this subject with his uncle. Sure, it was something he knew his uncle had done with his aunt. It was something that his parents had done; it was just embarrassing to talk about the actual doing of the deed.
"Uncle Barry, I think I'm old enough to discuss…methods of prevention of certain things," he tried again, rehearsing with his mirror. He knew his uncle would have fit over premarital activity. The man made televangelists look liberal. The entire discussion of sex had been traumatizing enough, with a twelve year old Wally unable to look at doughnuts or bananas for weeks without feeling ashamed. He debated asking his far more free-thinking aunt, but the thought of discussing contraception with her made him blush ever more. She would tell him every detail, far more than he would ever want to know and then he would be traumatized for life.
"Uncle Barry, I want to be responsible about behaving in an honorable way towards my girlfriend. And well…I've been thinking, well…my body has been telling me that I want to take things to the next level. So I think I'd like to discuss which methods would allow me to do that safely." Actually, he had taken things to the next level but he felt that if he couldn't remember it, he couldn't discuss it. He knew something was fishy about what happened, but he refused to believe Jinx was lying to him. He had doubted her before and she had proven herself innocent. Now, he would tolerate the strangeness of the situation with complete faith in her.
Still he knew the answer to that one. "The only way to be safe is not do it at all, till you're married. So that is what you are going to do. Now that that is settled, let's discuss your failing grades. Your head is into ladies and it should be into your schoolwork." He was screwed both metaphorically and literally and that was getting to be a big problem.
He debated who he could call about this. His best friend Robin was so uptight that Wally knew that he would just mumble in a high-pitched tone and say he had no idea what to say. Superman and Batman and Martian Man Hunter weren't exactly the right people for this mission either. He didn't want to think of anyone of them…doing it. It was just too traumatizing to even imagine. Forget Wonder-Woman. She'd object to him taking advantage of a woman and she could very easily put him in traction. Wally liked Amazons but feminists had about two jokes they found funny and neither of them were kind to men.
Doing research on his lady love seemed to bode well for distraction. Wally sighed as he read the social work forms. He knew hacking into Social Services was wrong, but he was trying to help someone. He had found it easy to navigate the system; the security was as outdated as Uncle Barry's sweaters. He typed in "Leila," but found no results that matched Jinx's approximate background. With record speed, he tried as many variations as possible before hitting on the right one.
Name: Layla
Birthdate: Unknown
Eyes: Pink
Hair: Pink
Background information: Layla was found wandering around a rural area, near a day care center. Although neatly dressed and healthy and well fed, she appeared to have no parents or guardians. As the only words she could say was "Lay-La" and "Ma-Ma", we concluded the name was of the mystery child was Layla. Based on her height and weight, the child is believed to be about a year of age. Based on her appearance, she seems to be a meta-human, although her powers are currently unknown.
Adopted by Jenson family two weeks later.
Well, that didn't give him much information. It seems that she had wandered off as a baby, no one had been able to identify her and she had been tossed into the foster care system. No wonder she had turned out to be a criminal, it must have been horrible growing and feeling like your own folks abandoned you. Wally felt a sudden pang of sadness and understanding. That could have been his life if Uncle Barry and Aunt Iris hadn't adopted him. They weren't that different.
Now that he knew all this about his lady, he realized prying further into her past might get him dumped or killed or both. He had to focus on making the now better. For that, he needed advice, advice from someone who would be discreet, yet someone who he know would be understanding and knowledge on the subject of romance.
What had happened back in her lair was beginning to pluck at his nerves. He knew he should be remembering the…act, but his mind kept drawing a total blank. Wally want to believe something happened with all his heart. First, that would mean he had beaten Robin and Speedy on the bet, which meant he would be out of Justice League chores for a month.
He could hear his uncle's voice in his head. "You just don't want to admit to yourself you're wrong and a complete fool to trust her," his conscience chided him.
"I suspected her before and she managed to convince me that she was innocent. She deserves the benefit of the doubt," Wally told himself, remembering that she had even helped him catch Firefly.
"Firefly mentioned Jinx was working with him," his conscience reminded him, and Wally wished that Uncle Barry's guilt inducing techniques didn't function on autopilot when the man wasn't even here. "You are rationalizing to the point of stupidity because you don't want to admit that your only choices to either accept her lies or accept you are acting like an idiot."
"I can't turn her in. I love her. Besides, I'm not rationalizing. She had me completely vulnerable, my communicator was right there and she did nothing. Why would she knock me out and then do nothing about it? She could have killed me or turned me over to the big men and I would have been helpless. She is good!" he concluded. "I just need to understand her."
He pondered through the list of women he knew who could advise him on how to win over Jinx so completely that he would never need to doubt her again. He couldn't keep living with Uncle Barry's voice in his head.
After ruling out the female members of the Justice League founders, he decided to visit Black Canary. She was a worldly, beautiful woman; she would be able to help him find an answer to his trouble. And he knew she wouldn't mind if he paid her a visit. She always liked him, despite the fact that he had been the reason that she had lost Uncle Barry.
It only took him ten minutes to speed to the apartment the heroine had in Metropolis. Speeding out of his superhero costume in a nearby safe alley, he had disguised himself in jeans and a T-shirt, with beat-up sneakers and light metal frame glasses. He looked like any other kid, visiting his auntie.
Knocking on the door, he waited politely for the beautiful senior hero to open the door. He knew she would be able to help him and she would keep his secret. Miss Dinah Lance the Black Canary understood that sometimes, you couldn't help who you fell in love with. And when she did open the door, Wally got a shot of hormones that slammed him into a new stage of puberty.
Wally was always shocked at how beautiful Miss Dinah was. That milk white bosom, large and plump and inviting like two pillows, begging him to lay his head upon them…two long, usually fish-net clad legs, slim and elegant, a back end that would make a priest regret his vows, Miss Dinah could take a man's breath away without using her Canary Call or martial arts. "Ah, my favorite junior hero is here for a visit. Come sit down and make yourself comfy, Wally-kins. I'll be in a moment. I just need to change into something more decent and take the whipped cream out of the fridge," she said, making Wally remember long sweaty nights in the Watchtower when he used to watch her train, bouncing erotically the entire time.
He sat himself down on the beige leather couch and looked around the apartment. Since Miss Dinah had spent the majority of her time out on patrol, her apartment barely looked lived in, everything was new or barely used. It was the perfect apartment, but it was an illusion. Dinah Lance didn't matter. Black Canary did.
"So what's the problem?" Miss Dinah said, biting into a biscuit with perfect red lips and straight white teeth. Wally could feel his jaw slack as he imagined tasting those perfect cherry lips…He loved Jinx, he only wanted to be with Jinx, and he was here to discuss how he could be with Jinx. He had to concentrate on his mission and try to act like an adult.
"Well, it's kind of a personal problem," Wally mumbled, wondering how to explain it without melting into a pool of shame, humiliation and hormones.
"Honey…are your sheets getting sticky? Seriously, that happens to all men. It's nothing to be ashamed of. I had two brothers and had laundry duty. Your aunt will understand and not laugh at it," Miss Dinah said, lounging on her chaise like an Egyptian queen.
"It's not like…that, well it is…but it's more about…girls," Wally said, his ears burning. Did she have to be so direct and distracting?
"You'll have to be more specific, Wally-dear. Trying to get her attention, or winning her back?" Miss Dinah said, giving Wally a shy smile. She offered him a plate of cookies. "This helps romance."
"I want to sleep with my girlfriend without getting her pregnant," Wally mumbled, feeling himself definitely begin to sweat. "Okay?"
"Silly, hormonal child. Sleeping with someone isn't going to make the relationship any better. Believe me, you're just like your uncle, you're someone who wants commitment and stability. Once you sleep with her, you'll feel like you'll have to marry her. You're a good and honorable young man. So just cool it." Well, coming from her, it actually sounded logical. Still, he was a man and he had needs.
"But I love her. My body wants…" Wally said, while his brain was considering a threesome with Jinx, himself and Miss Dinah and the use of whips and whipped cream. He was also sweating even more.
"There are other things you two can do besides sleep together. And believe me, she'll appreciate it. Just talk to her a little, get to know her. Being with someone in that way is a big commitment and you really want to be sure," she said sweetly, leaning back into her chair. "What do you really want?"
"I…want her to like me and trust me and want to stay my girlfriend," Wally said, not adding the part about her not betraying or slaying or flaying him. Why add unneeded drama to the discussion.
"Then trust her and like her and make her now how much she means to you. You're the sweet little boy who brought me my breakfast every afternoon and picked flowers for me. I'm sure Barry taught you how to treat a lady," Miss Dinah said, giving him a pearly white smile.
"Well…she comes from a tough background. Bad parental situation, and well, she isn't the type for lovey dovey stuff," Wally mumbled, wondering if he should mention Jinx's idea of a thoughtful gift was a nuclear bomb.
"Then you need to be her support. Make her know that you're a safe place, you won't ever hurt her, you will treat her well and though it may take time, she will open up. She's a lucky girl to have you," Miss Dinah said with a smirk. "I just hope she knows how lucky she really is."
Yeah, everything made sense now and now his relationship with Jinx was under hero supervision. Okay, so maybe he fudged a few details, but now he had proof that dating Jinx was a good idea.
"Thanks Miss Dinah, you're the breast," Wally said, realizing how stupid he just sounded a millisecond after it escaped his mouth. "I mean…the best." He knew his face was the same color as his hair now. Why did she always seem to leave him a stupid slobbering mess?
"Keep your hormones in check, Mr. West, before I dunk you in a cold shower myself. You are not going to make a good superhero if a little bit of flesh sends you into a drooling hormonal idiocy. Keep focused," Miss Dinah said, wagging her finger at him. "I'm not just a body to you, am I?"
Thankfully, Wally knew the answer to that in a second. "Of course not, ma'am," he said, ninety-nine percent honestly. She was a trusted mentor to him and a wonderful person. He would respect and honor her even if she looked like Big Berta. But she had that magnificent rack, and he couldn't deny that!
"Good, because had you said yes, I'd have had to turn you over my knee and give you a good spanking," Miss Dinah said with a wink. Wally gulped and realized his hormones hadn't been exactly quelled by that statement. Oh, he really didn't need this right now. "I'm old enough to be your mother."
"You look young enough to be my date," Wally said…before again realizing his foot had not left his mouth. "Umm…" He wasn't sure how he should apologize for that comment.
"I know what I can do to men, dearie. You're not the first guy to go into a pool of numbskull-ness when they see me. Every man besides your uncle, Batman and Superman. So don't feel bad. And a piece of advice. Because Barry saw me as more than just a piece of meat, I fell for him. Show a woman you love her for her mind and she'll love you forever."
Wally nodded. "I just want her to realize I can offer something she needs," he confided. Miss Dinah had made it very clear. It was time to put Jinx to the test.
"That's my Wally-kins. And make sure you don't break her heart. You run fast, but hell has no fury like a woman scorned," Miss Dinah said, reaching out and ruffling his hair.
Wally nodded. "And this woman has a hell-like fury," he said, getting up to leave. He felt better already.
AN-Well, things are looking up for Wally, no?
