So when I found out this chapter would be Bereft, I was all 'Oh ho ho ho, dis gon be gud.'

Because that episode gives me so many Spitfire feels. Theres so much flirting and hand holding and carrying and stuff. It's just to good.

WARNING: In this chapter there is a massive overuse of the word 'Hell'. Seriously, I went crazy with it.

I kinda changed what happens, too. Hey ho, it's an AU, I can get away with it, right?

Title: Welcome to the team

Characters/Relationships: Artemis, Wally, Spitfire, the team (kinda)

Summary: AU. Artemis joined the team before Wally. Follow the two team mates as they try their best to deny their feelings for as long as they can.

Disclaimer: I do not own Young Justice, or any of it's characters.

"What the Hell...?"

Artemis groaned, raising a hand to touch her head, as if that would magically get rid of the banging sensation that was echoing through her skull. She muttered as she frowned and felt that she was laying against a hard surface. She also felt incredibly, painfully hot. It was like someone had squeezed the sun into wherever she was with her. She shook her head and sat up, eyes still closed. When she opened them, they widened and she couldn't help but repeat herself.

"What the Hell?"

Before her lay a boy around her age with startlingly ginger hair lying on his front. He was dressed in a skin-tight, black uniform that looked way too uncomfortable. His eyes were squeezed shut and she could see beads of sweat on his brow. At lest she wasn't the only one feeling the blazing heat, which she now realized she felt because she was in a desert. She was in a desert. A bloody desert! She stared outside the shack she now knew she was in in horror. How the Hell did she get in the desert? Last thing she remembered she was in Gotham, in her apartment! It made no sense!

Suddenly, she heard mumbling coming from the previously sleeping figure lying in front of her. Her eyes widened as he slowly sat up, shaking his head and gradually opening his eyes, which she soon found to be amazingly green. When he caught sight of her, half sitting, half standing in front of him and staring at him with wide eyes, an extremely confused look crossed his face. Almost as soon as it had come, though, it was gone and he was grinning charmingly and getting onto his feet. Once she saw the symbol on his costume, her eyes widened even more.

"Holy - Kid Flash? What am I doing in the desert, in an old shack with Kid Flash?" She blurted, standing fully and throwing her arms in the air. He blinked, surprised, at her, completely thrown off balance. He looked outside and was shocked to find that this attractive girl he was about to hit on was right - he was in the desert. And so, instead of one of his never failing pick up lines, the first thing he said was this;

"What the Hell?"

Artemis then began to stare at him dumbly as he tried to make sense of the situation. He was Kid Flash. That could not be a coincidence. Hadn't she only just scrapped her childhood crush on him? She had liked him ever since she had seen a news report on him and he had been so brave and charming and funny and - she stopped herself then. She didn't like him anymore, she didn't. She didn't even know him. This was the first time she had even seen him in person. She couldn't like him. She scowled at him. "You took the words out of my mouth. Now, where am I?"

"How am I supposed to know?" Kid Flash asked evenly, trying his best to act calm and shrugging his shoulders. "And who are you? I like the costume." He gestured towards the symbol on her chest, and she covered it with her hand, eyes widening. "Green Arrow fixation?"

"Wha - What am I wearing?" She asked in disbelief, staring down at herself, shocked. She didn't wear a green costume. She didn't even have a costume yet! Her Dad wouldn't give her one until she was ready to join the shadows. She held her green bow in front of her and her eyes narrowed. That must be it. Waking up in the desert with a hero and more than enough arrows - sounds exactly like one of his ideas. "Dad. This must be one of his tests." She growled, more to herself than the startled speedster.

"What?" He asked, bewildered. This just kept getting stranger. Okay, he was in the desert. Okay, he was with some Green Arrow fangirl. But what the Hell was she talking about? What test? And why in the world was his costume black? "What does he want you to do? Why am I here?"

She let out a small noise of annoyance at her suspicion. "He probably wants me to kill you." She told him matter-of-factly, and she couldn't help but find the shocked look on his face priceless. Before he could respond, a soft whistling noise invaded the air and he looked up in alarm. She didn't have time to protest as he grabbed her wrist and pulled her out of the shack just before the bomb hit. The impact sent them both flying, and in a second they were sprawled out on the sand, their ears ringing. Artemis thought that Kid Flash asked her something, but her hearing was temporarily disabled.

When she was able to hear her own deep breathing, she sat up and saw Kid Flash staring up at the sky. She frowned and looked up herself, just to see a couple of planes swooping about in the air, leaving trails behind them and filling the air with more whistling noises. Artemis suddenly wasn't as glad to have re-gained her hearing. It was quite loud.

They both stood and instinctively started running - but Kid Flash grabbed her wrist as he started running. She stumbled along, half being dragged as tanks appeared behind them and began to chase the two, the drivers shouting orders in a language they didn't understand. Wally soon tired of pulling her along and with an impressing yank, he pulled her forward and lifted her until he was carrying her, bridal style. She let out a yelp of surprise and fought against him. "Stop squirming, I'm saving you. You think we can fight against those?" She glanced back at the large, heavily armed tanks and stopped, letting out a small 'Hmph' of annoyance. What she was really annoyed at was how... safe she felt in his arms she felt (She did not like him).

When they were finally away from the tanks, Wally finally let himself relax slightly. He found himself immensely glad that he had gotten this sarcastic girl away from danger, which made no sense at all, since she was already getting on his nerves. She hadn't even let him use one of his legendary lines on her! How rude was that? But, because he was a true gentleman, he held back all the insults that were coming to mind and stayed perfectly polite.

"So, what's this about you killing me?"

They were being attacked by a shirtless guy.

It was an amazingly new experience.

Not because he was shirtless, of course. No, Artemis wasn't so shallow that she would get distracted just because the guy had a nice looking six pack. It was because he was freaking insane. Seriously - he was destroying things on both sides of the fight, roaring, basically doing what violent, insane people do. It was really unnerving.

"Who's side is he on?" Artemis demanded, watching as he started to tear apart a tank. He definitely deserved the Super shield on his destroyed tee shirt. This guy was strong.

Kid Flash shrugged his shoulders. "Hell if I know. Want to stay and find out?" Artemis thought for a moment, before turning to him and reluctantly letting him pick her up again. He smirked at the way she had frowned and let out a huff as he did to show her displeasure. It was kinda cute, actually. Over the extremely short time he had known this girl, she had been getting more and more tolerable, funny and appealing. He had almost forgotten the whole thing about her killing him.

They ran for a while, and Wally soon found that he was running horrendously low on fuel. He ran until he couldn't anymore, and when he stopped and sat behind a rock, panting, he felt ready to faint. His stomach complained loudly. Artemis sat beside him and studied him with concern. "Are you okay?" She asked, resting her hand on his shoulder. He smiled at her.

"Yeah, I'm fine, Beautiful." Artemis's heart fluttered involuntarily and she tried her best to tame it. "What about you?"

"Yeah, I'm okay." She nodded, pulling back her hand and hugging herself. She felt warmed by his concern. She was starting to get scared by the way her insides did flips at the smallest things. His smile, his laugh, even his eyes. They were just so green. And she found herself conscious of how cute his freckles looked. It was terrifying. She thought she was over this. He was a hero, she was a villain in training. No way, on no planet, in no universe could this work. Ever.

"Hey," She said to him, a small smile gracing her lips. He turned his head to her, feeling a bit lighter once seeing her smile. 'God, this is going to far.' He thought to himself worriedly. "I never told you my name. Artemis."

He smiled. "I get why you chose that - the Goddess of the hunt."

She shook her head. "No, it's my actual name to." Her eyes widened. 'What the Hell did I just do?' She thought, panicked. She was not supposed to tell a hero her real name! Not at all! Wally raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"You trust me enough to tell me your real name?" He asked, kind of shocked but flattered at the same time. He thought for a moment, wondering if the idea he had just gotten would be the right move. But he trusted her, right? And she was probably joking about the whole thing with her killing him. She was a good person, and he liked her. That was enough for him. "Well, I guess I should return the favor - the name's Wally." He grinned, holding out a hand. "Nice to meet you, Artemis."

She laughed, taking his hand and shaking it. "A pleasure, I'm sure." She let go of his hand and both their arms dropped to their sides. She sighed. "I guess we should probably go and try to actually make sense of some of the stuff that's happened today."

Wally frowned. "Yeah, but... How are we going to do that?"

Artemis's shoulders sagged. "Hell if I know..." She muttered, and they both stood. "Are you still tired?" She asked him, concern in her voice. He grinned at her.

"Kinda, but it would be a bit embarrassing if you have to carry me, so I think we'll take our chances."

Artemis didn't know what to do.

They all seemed to trust her, and she loved it. She loved that she had someone to talk to, multiple people that she could trust. She loved that these people were so confident in her and let her make her own decisions. She had felt so happy because she had friends. Friends that she could laugh with, cry with, confine in. She had gone from lonely training sessions with her brutal father that wouldn't think twice about punishing her for the smallest mistake to a mission with a whole team of her own, a team of heros that cared for her like she was their family.

And now that would all be ruined.

M'gann would dig into her memories, look around, turn over metaphorical rocks and find things. She would find her father, a brutal villain called Sportsmaster. She would find her mother, an ex-criminal now spending her days in a wheel chair. She would come across her sister, now one of the Shadows leading assassins, going by the name of Cheshire. She would watch memories of hours of training, Jade leaving, her mother going to prison, her father abusing her, her childhood. She would come out of her mind and tell them all, tell them that she was obviously a traitor, she was telling the Shadows their secrets. They would discard her, send her to prison, and she would loose the friends that she now held so close to her heart.

Suddenly, she felt someone take her hand in their own, and looked up to find that it had been Wally, and he was smiling softly at her. The warmth of his hand felt reassuring, and his concern made her rethink. Because they might take pity on her. They might care for her even more, after seeing her hard life. Sure, she hated pity, but it was better than hate. Or, even better, she might not even find those memories. She may only come across ones from the last six months. She let out a small sigh before turning her head to look at M'gann and nodded. "Okay. But only what you need."

Wally lay down at his bed at home, sighing and running a hand through his hair.

He had had a hectic day. He had lost his memory, woken up in a shack with Artemis and now he got that feeling around her again. After they had gotten back to the Mountain and had done the de-briefing, him and Artemis had gone to the living room and fallen into a very awkward silence. They had both been thinking over their interaction during the mission, and the amount of flirting that they had shared. Wally hadn't been too surprised - he had slowly been coming to the conclusion that he had a small crush on Artemis for days. But Artemis had been kind of... freaked out.

"So..." Wally had started, rubbing the back of his neck and gazing at the floor. "That was... weird."

"Yeah." She had responded bluntly, and Wally had immediately come to the conclusion that he was not going to get a conversation out of her. He had sighed, standing up and stretching.

"I'm gonna go home. Bye." He told her, starting to make his way towards the zeta tubes.

"See you later, then." He heard her call after him, and he swore he heard some reluctance in her voice. He had decided to skip over that.

So that was how he found himself at home, still shaken. He knew that he had liked Artemis, but he couldn't believe that he had been so... forward about it. He had just gone straight in for the kill. He hadn't actually managed to get to it, though, as Artemis had interrupted him by freaking out and blaming it all on her Dad. He found himself thinking about that. Why would her Dad want her to kill him? What kind of father did that to their own child? The only explanation he could think of was that he might be a villain. That would explain why she had not been happy about waking up with a hero. But, if her dad was a villain, why was she a hero? He groaned, digging the heels of his hands into his eyes.

'Just think more about it tomorrow.' He told himself, snuggling into his bed and going to sleep, not caring that he was still fully clothed.