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Guess what i had 66 reviews for the past 5 chapters. that makes me happy cause I love multiples of 11 under three digits. So I just had to finish part one of this chapter. Next is part two then part three. After that the action will start. I'm an artist so i'm over joyed that fanfiction made an image manager. Tis makes my heart swell with a joy so great it threatens to burst.

Warning: I swore in this chapter that's why the story is T. i tend to do that a lot.

Once again it's night time and i should be sleeping but i wanted to put this up. So i did.

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Disclamer: i wish I owned. but i don't.

On with the story. :D

Whereabouts Unknown

Ch. 6 Uncovering the Truth (Part 1)

…Narrator…

Eight Years have passed since Barry and Artemis had that conversation and the letter to Wally was composed. And many things changed for Artemis and Willow. For one, Jade stopped coming around. It was clear the villain still watched them from a distance, by letters and random amounts of money during hard times, but she would never come face to face with the pair.

And then they had Barry Allen coming around every month. He would hang around with Willow and do fun Fatherly figure stuff. He would go to her track meets and take her out to eat ice cream whenever he stopped by, even in January. He would have tea every month with the young mother as well, just like that first night. He really fit in with the little family.

And Artemis' professional life change some too. Instead of just being the cop in the GCPD, she became a detective in the Special Victims Unit. She was happy to find she was still partners with Danny. And Sam made her Maid of Honor at their wedding. She and Willow were welcome into their home as family as well, even with little Lilith running around.

And then there was Willow's sudden change in schooling. She went from the easy-to-kidnap-children-from public schools of Gotham to its most well guarded private ones. But only with the money from Jade and Barry was she able to get in. She made friends and became quiet the athlete, ran faster than any other girl in her grade. She became quiet the nerd, held the highest grade point average than any other kid in her school. And she became quiet the vacuum, she'd eat anything edible that was given to her, just like her dad. (But she didn't know that.) And even though she had no clue where her dad was, she was okay with that, Barry kind of filled that role, although he was more of an uncle than a father.

And as the 8 years passed by, Willow went through her school years and found herself; finally, entering high school, but the prestigious Gotham Academe was way too expensive for her mother to afford, even with the help of Barry and Jade, so she was forced to go to Gotham North. And she hated it there.

… Willow…

(AN: Oh my I'm breaking my pattern. Now you will read the perspectives of Willow, Artemis, Wally, AND Me! :D )

I hate it here. The building is older than my mom and the people here are all stupid. Well not all of them, but most. The teenagers care more about socializing and partying than they do about their studies. As a freshman I know more about chemical bonding than most seniors, and that's just sad. And the school is all crazy about the football and basketball team, there track and field team is so bad I wouldn't run in it even if they paid me.

But being here allowed me to find something out about my mom, she's pretty nifty with a bow and arrow. You see, my mom never talks about her life before me with anybody but Barry, so I never knew she went here at least for her freshman year. Heck, the only reason I found out about this was that I found this old picture of her shooting an arrow in this old display case. The caption under it said she won first place that year, and went down in the school's history as best "shot". When I confronted her about it, she just blew it off as nothing special and gave me the ribbon. SHE MAKES NO SENSE!

…Narrator…

Willow was in the middle of her first quarter of her freshmen year, when she met a man by the name of Dick Grayson. Actually, to be more exact, she just saw him sitting in the back of her Chemistry class taking notes. She never went up to him, never asked his name, never told him hers, never paid much mind to him at all during the duration of the double period chemistry class; she truly just though he was taking notes on the teacher. Willow's class was horrible, disrespectful, and, well, stupid. The thought that the poor 1st year teacher had to deal with idiot students and was being tested on her control of the class made the small girl's heart swell up in pity. So she tried her best to help the woman out.

She sat still and followed directions. When the woman told the class to start working on a lab with their partners, she paired up right away and did all the work the other girl refused to do. All the while forgetting the man was even there watching the class and the teacher. Willow got swept up in the joy of combining chemicals and doing the lab, during such experiments she forgot that anyone else was even there in the room. Without any help, Willow was easily the first one done with the lab, cleaned up and seated again in the front of the room. But no one ever seemed to pay much mind to her speed, no one but the man in the back of the room, that is.

Dick Grayson un-perched himself from his seat safely in the back, and made his way to the red head in the front of the room. He cleared his throat to retrieve her attention. Her long red braid swung over her shoulder, her pale freckled face turned fully toward him. He sucked in a sharp breath. Her gray eyes met his, the eyes he knew so well, the eyes he believed were lost to the world, but it was clear, now, that they weren't.

Dick refocused. "Hello, my name is Dick Grayson; I'm here to bestow a Grayson Scholarship to one of the lucky students who attend this school, so, that they could instead attend the private school, Gotham Academy, over on the other side of town. It would be full tuition of course. Would you like it?" He finished his little ramble.

"What?" She asked

"Here let's start over. Hi I'm Dick Grayson. And you are?"

"Willow Aster Crock, nice to meet you sir." She responded coolly. He paused again.

"Did you say Aster?" He asked dumbfounded.

"Yes, it's a flower that grows in autumn, but my mom says it's a made up word an old friend of hers made up a while ago. She said it was kind of for him that my middle name is Aster." He blinked a few times at her before continuing.

"Did you say your last name was Crock? Your mom wouldn't happen to be Artemis Crock, would she?" He just couldn't help but ask. She had her eyes had her kind of hair, just red, she even had the same attitude as the long lost archer from his past.

"Yeah, wow, how would wealthy socialite playboy billionaire Dick Grayson know my mom? I mean she's a cop, not a party animal hooker?" Willow's hands shot up to her mouth when the words came speeding out from her lips. She tried to keep a formal tone with the man who just seconds before confessed his true nature of his visit to the too old for words Gotham North, not to mention his name. He took no time in replying, with a smirk on his face.

"Yep, just like Arty," then a laugh. "We went to school together at Gotham Academy, and we were also on the same team." It was his turn to fear, he didn't mean to say that to her. What if someone over heard that? He thought.

"Oh like track and field team coo-, wait my mom went to Gotham Academy. What THE FUCK MOM!" She looked at the man in fear, but that embarrassed look on her face turned into a smile when she saw him laughing like crazy in front of her.

"OH, man you are just like Artemis, AND Wally. It's like someone took the two of them and made yo- HOLY SHIT!

"MR. GRAYSON, I WILL NOT HAVE YOU SWEARNING IN THIS ROOM WHILE CLASS IS IN SESSION. YOU MUST LEAVE!" the teacher said.

"Um, Willow I'll talk to you later." He whispered before he rushed out of the room.

Now two things had surprised Willow. 1: she did not get in trouble at all for dropping the f bomb all over the place, and 2: she had just become friends with a wealthy socialite playboy billionaire by the name of Dick Grayson, and she was going to talk with him later.

To sum up both events, one word came to her mind:

COOL!

…Narrator again…

By the time that Willow and Dick talked again, (later that night) Dick had hunted down Artemis at the local police station, confronted her on the issue of Willow's origins, and hugged her so hard that her arms felt like they were going to fall off. He also made one thing very clear; Willow would go to Gotham Academy no matter what.

Artemis also made a few things, Wally was not to know she or Willow existed, and Willow was not to know about Wally. Then she made one other thing certain too, Dick Grayson was to stay in Willows life, and hers. It was hard living without her team, her family, and having the once boy wonder, now a solo vigilantly by the name of Nightwing, in her life somewhat filled the gap left in her heart made by the separation. And to Artemis great joy, he willingly agreed, with the exception that "Nightwing" would not be introduced to the little red headed freshman. They were both happy to comply with that term.

So Artemis, reintroduced Dick to Willow, they hung out had dinner, spent time together. Willow made fun of Dick's name; Dick made fun of her hair color. By the end of the night, all three were happily laughing alongside one another about each one's insecurities. Dick started calling Willow "Ginger" or Aster, and Willow started calling Dick "Uncle Dick Face" which caused evil glares from her mother, and a simple shortening of the name to "Uncle Dick" He was happy to hear her welcome him so easily. More like Wally than Artemis, that's for shore.

But that's the sad thing; Dick kept comparing her attributes to either Wally or Artemis. And he for sure didn't like it. He had this need to point it out to her. "Oh you sound just like your dad," He'd want to say, but he couldn't. And that nearly killed him.

… 1 month later…

Willow walked up the steps of the private fancy educational learning facility otherwise known as Gotham Academy. Just being on the steps of the building made the world seem better. She ran up to one of her old friends, Eliza Brown, and started he normal conversation. Then she remembered something, stopped turned around and waved at the limo behind her. Dick's head popped out of the window.

"DON'T WASTE MY MONEY GINGER" he shouted. A smirk appeared on her face.

"LOVE YOU TO DICK FACE! PICK ME UP AT 4I HAVE AFTER SCHOOL ACTIVITES" and with that she hooked her arm around Eliza's and skipped into the building.

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