Wally didn't sleep. He laid awake all night thinking about what happened. He was at the orphanage. He was knocked unconscious. He woke up adopted by the Green Lantern of the Justice League. Normally he would run to get rid of the unease he felt. But there was nowhere to run. Not anymore. He rolled over on his side. This wasn't his room. It would never be. His room was in Keystone. When he was young and naïve. His room was in Central City, performing experiments with his uncle. His room was in the orphanage, with the laughing and screaming and crying of the little children. This was too quiet. To secluded. He sat up in the bed. The room was white. Obviously a guest room originally. His stomach growled angrily. Storming up to a room without eating wasn't doing him any favors.

He groaned and stood up walking out of the room. The door opened quietly as he walked out. He didn't want to burn the energy he had. Despite having it for years, he was no master. No one could master the uncontrollable energy that was speed. When he got downstairs, he looked around for the kitchen. He was a bit surprised to find a library, a study and a den before finding the kitchen. When he made it to the kitchen he emptied the fridge of all the food that he could easily put together.

Ham and cheese for sandwiches went first. Fruit followed. Obviously a healthy marine diet was not prepared for the intake a speedster needed. There were no packs of just carbs. Oh well, he'd learn the hard way that a speedster was not about fun and games. It was more serious than that.

He looked at the empty fridge. There was no way the marine could care for them both. Wally smirked. He was fine at taking care of himself. He walked outside and took a deep breath of cool mountain air before running to the nearest city for a meal. Meanwhile, John was waking up. Now that Wally was here what was he going to do? He had never raised a kid before.

Nervousness overcame him as he walked toward Wally's room. Funny, he never thought he's have a kid. Not like this at least. And certainly not Flash. Not an older adolescent. He came to Wally's room and opened the door slowly. His heart fell when he saw the empty bed where Wally was staying. He felt uneasy. He ran to his room and slipped on his ring.

"God dammit Wally," he cursed under his breath. He ran outside. Taking off to the sky looking for his young… kid? Well, he was still a kid. He put in his communicator, "Green Lantern to Superman."

"Superman here. What's going on?" he asked.

"Wally's missing," John said.

"Who?" Superman asked.

"Flash. I… Remember when I said I adopted him?" he asked.

"Yes." Superman responded.

"He's gone," he answered solemnly.

Wally.

"Hey Joe!" he said with a big smile on his face. A large man in the diner smiled back at him.

"Wally! Where have you been? I haven't seen you in my diner in a week," the man responded. Wally laughed.

"Where haven't I been?" Wally joked, "Some guy thinks he can walk into my life and change it though. I like it the way it is."

"Well you walked into our lives. Ain't he doing the same thing?" Joe remarked. Wally shrugged his shoulders.

"That's not the same. We got our start over a slice of cherry pie," Wally said, "Speaking of I am hungry. Got any pie?"

"Oh sure enough. Got a few left over from last night. They're yours," he said happily.

"Thanks a bunch!" Wally said as he was brought a pie from last night. The great thing about the diner, everything was made fresh and nothing went to waste. And that helped keep Wally happy and healthy.

"So Wally this guy… anything like Luthor?" he asked. He then laughs when he saw Wally grimace trying to compare the African Marine hero to the anemic bald villain.

"Uh. Not really. He was an old friend of mine. Until he adopted me," he said getting quieter. Joe looked at him.

"Well… I don't know what to say to that. But kiddo," he began, "You aren't alone. If something happens between you and your new guardian let me know."

Wally nodded. One person in thousands. One that he could stand actually being with. But for his safety, he couldn't.

"I know Joe," he said digging back into the pies. The static of the radio caught his attention.

"this just in… Captain Cold is robbing the Central City Bank. Police are arriving on the scene…"

Wally looked at Joe. Joe gave a knowing smirk.

"Go get em tiger," he said slapping Wally on the back. Yeah… one in a million.

"Kay," he said rubbing his tummy, "Good pies."

"I'll tell Claire you said that."

"Me or the man in spandex?" Wally joked. Claire was the baker. She didn't know.

"How about Flash this time?"

"I'm cool with that," Wally said running out the door and heading for Central City. It wasn't long after that a dark skinned man came running into the diner out of breath.

"Excuse me; have you seen a boy come through here? Red Hair? Pale skin? A bright smile?" he asked.

"Oh! So you were who he was talking about," Joe said. John looked at him suspiciously.

"He was here?" he asked.

"Yep. Seemed a bit distraught when he got here. But he seems better now."

"Where is he?"

"On his way back to Central I suppose. Kid's got school in a few hours. And it's pretty far when you don't have a car. Wouldn't you say?"

John stayed quiet. He couldn't be getting at Wally's powers. No. He was overthinking it.

"Thank you for your help," he said leaving the diner.

Meanwhile Flash was circling Captain Cold outside of the Central City bank.

"Whoops! You missed!" Flash teased as Cold attempted to shoot at him, missing every time. Cold was losing his temper quickly. Flash got in close and pushed Cold from behind knocking him to the ground. Like a school kid one couldn't help but think. When Cold fell he dropped his gun. It skidded across the pavement a few feet away from him. But as soon as he let go of the gun, he knew it was all over. He was in cuffs before he could even reach out for it.

He was pulled to his feet and led to a police car by Flash.

"Here you are. One cozy warm police car free of charge to Iron Heights. I hope you enjoy the trip!" Flash said excitedly. Cold cursed as he was pushed into the police car and forced to leave. Flash smiled and looked around as people began to go back to doing what they usually did. A kid he recognized from the orphanage ran up to him. School was starting soon.

"Mr. Flash? Would you sign this for me?" he asked. His name was David. But Wally would never let on that he knew.

"Sure. What's your name kid?" he asked.

"David," he said pulling out two sheets of paper, "But could you sign one for a friend of mine?"

Wally stared at him from behind the mask, "And who would your friend be?"

"Wally. He was adopted by a strong and scary man. I think it would make him feel better to have something from you."

"From me?" he asked.

"You're his favorite hero. He told us lots of stories," he said. Wally held back his tears. One day gone for them was so much longer for him.

"I'm sure you'll see him. Does he still go to school in this area?" he asked though he knew the answer.

"Uh huh. But I want to give it to him," he said. He threw a Flash smile and signed both the papers. One for David. And one for Wally.

"Now get to school."

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