Disclaimer: Ya, I don't own Young Justice. As if writing this FANfic wasn't a dead give-away.

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Mist: Ok, and we're back!

Whistle: Short break, but a break. Some time to theorise the next few chapters is all.

Mist: Ya, sorry for the lack of updates…

Whistle: It's her videogames, she won't put them down.

Mist: I also think I've been writing way too much manipulative!Rogues. I don't even see them as such. I love the stories where they're nice to Wally.

Whistle: Which begs the question of where the hell this story came from.

Mist: Where ever it came from. It was a dark horrible place…

Whistle: Ya. Now on to the point.

Mist: OK! In honor of summer I'll soon be writing a one –maybe two shot involving the Rogues kidnapping Wally to take him to the water slides. Look for it!

Whistle: Now back to your regularly squealed programming.

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Chapter 25 special 3: We lost him again…

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{A little after Wally ran off. In the Cave.}

(Third Person POV, fallowing Barry)

Barry Allen didn't know whether to smile or sigh as he sat on a chair in the kitchen, half-heartedly eating some leftover cookies that M'gann had baked a few days ago. He finally had his nephew back, but the teen was clearly traumatized. He doubted anything would snap him out of the rut he had fallen in.

What Barry just couldn't understand was why his nephew blamed himself for what had happened to him. The Rogues had kidnapped and brainwashed him –what part of that was the young speedsters fault?

Now because of the Rogues his nephew no longer even had a secret identity; yet another thing the teen blamed himself for.

Barry let out a heavy sigh.

"He'll get better," a young, slightly high-pitched, male voice said from behind him.

Barry turned around and saw Robin. "And you wonder why Wally complains about you sneaking up on everyone," he tried to joke, but his heart wasn't really in it.

Robin gave him a half-hearted smile. "Does Wally still blame himself for what happened?" He asked the adult speedster.

Barry nodded gravely and sighed. "No matter what I say or do, he refuses to lay blame on anyone but himself," he informed the thirteen year old. "It's like he truly believes that some part of him had wanted to go with the Rogues."

"Perhaps he's still having trouble differentiating what had happened, and what the Rogues made him believe had happened," Robin guessed. "That coupled with the fact that they made him feel like he was part of their 'family' is probably messing with his head. Making him think he had actually been happy there with them."

Barry frowned at that idea. The very thought of Wally being happy with his kidnappers made him sick to his stomach –even though he knew it was all a part of an elaborate illusion.

Robin seemed to notice this. "He's safe now," he reminded the blond speedster, "The Rogues can't manipulate him anymore."

Barry shook his head in his hands. "I still can't believe the Rogues did this," he said. "Sure, they're villains. But they've always made a point of not being as psychotic as the other super villains –that's why they prefer to be called Rogues."

The boy wonder shrugged his shoulders. "Maybe they weren't all in on it," he offered. "For all we know this was strictly the Pied Piper's doing and none of the other Rogues had a clue as to why KF suddenly switched sides; which was very unasterous for the record."

The scarlet speedster finally allowed himself to smile. "You might just be onto something," he said. "And even if they did know a little, I doubt the Pied Piper would have let them in on exactly what he was doing. No way would they stand for this level of craziness. They would have sent him to the mental ward for a few months."

Robin laughed at that. "I think we should send him there, next time you arrest him," he told him.

Barry nodded in agreement before standing up. "Sounds like a plan," he agreed. "But right now I'm going to go check up on Wally. Make sure he's not having any nightmares or anything."

"I'll come with you," Robin decided, following the older man.

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"No…" Was the only word that came out of Barry's mouth when he walked into the empty living room.

He zoomed through the room hoping to find his nephew hiding somewhere, or to at least find a note saying where he was. Yet after tearing apart the room the scarlet speedster found no trace of the teen or a note of any kind.

He shot a desperate look at Robin, hoping desperately that he and his nephew were simply playing a prank on him.

But the young teens face had grown pale with worry. "But… there's no way they could have gotten in…" he muttered in horror. "But the only other option is…"

Robin couldn't bring himself to say it.

Barry was thinking the same thing.

Kid Flash, Wally, had left of his own accord.

"Robin," Barry started, "Search through the security tapes. Find out what happened, and find out where he went."

Robin didn't need to be told twice. The teenaged hero rushed off to do as he was told. The only thought running through his mind was finding his best friend…. Again…

Barry pulled his cowl over his face as he sat down on the couch he had placed his nephew on only an hour ago. He tried to wrap his head around what had happened, but he couldn't think straight. Wally was gone. Again.

No point guessing where he had gone.

Seems like the Rogues won this war after all…

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{Three hours later}

The team looked around at one another as Robin and the Flash explained the situation.

Shortly after falling asleep Wally had mysteriously awoken and left the cave. Robin theorised that it was another fail safe that the Pied Piper had put on Wally in case the mind control was ever lifted. Yet another thing the Pied Piper had managed to outsmart them in -M'gann simply didn't notice it because Wally's mind was way too chaotic to find much of anything in it.

That didn't stop the female Martian from crying about it, blaming herself for not looking hard enough because she was only looking for the obvious stuff.

"So he's back with the Rogues," Aqualad sighed, "What is our next course of action? The Rogues have already proven to be too resourceful for us to simply turn Wally back to normal. They also will be expecting us now."

"Well we can't just him with them!" The Flash snapped at him.

Aqualad put his hands up in defense. "That was not that I was suggesting," he said. "I simply mean that we need to find a way to get to him."

"Assuming there's anything left of him to save," Artemis muttered bitterly.

Roy glared at the other archer. "Don't say that," he growled at her. "We WILL save Wally."

The Flash let out a depressed sigh. "I miss the good old days when the Pied Piper was more interested in ticking off his parents then actually causing a problem…" He muttered.

"Are we seriously blaming this entire thing on bad parenting?" Roy asked, shaking his head. "Damn this is getting cliché, even for us."

Robin laughed at him. "Well, as soon as this whole mess is over we're locking the Pied Piper up in a padded room," he declared. "No way is that lunatic in his right mind with all the shit he's pulling!"

The team nodded in agreement.

"So when do we go after Wally?" Artemis asked, concern evident in her voice. "The longer they have him…"

She couldn't bring herself to finish her sentence, but she didn't have to. It was the same fear haunting everyone else.

Robin put a comforting hand on Artemis' shoulder. "Wally's Wally," he told her. "He'll be fine."

Artemis sighed. "I sure hope you're right…"

"I've known Wally for years," Robin smiled at her. "I know he'll be fine."

If only they knew…

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Mist Sorry for the really short chapter. My minds way to focused on the one/two shot I'm planning.

Whistle: I think you're just getting sick of writing a depressing story. I'm actually surprised you haven't tried to pawn it off on someone else yet.

Mist: NO WAY! This is MY story! I don't care if it's depressing, I stared it –and I'm going to finish it!

Whistle: good attitude. Now get back to work.

Mist: *Sticks tongue out at him*

Whistle: *rolls eyes*

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