A/N: Sorry guys, but I won't be able to update till Tuesday. My parents are taking me and my cousin to a national park and I don't think I'll have the time to write.

Still, hope you enjoy this chapter, guys.

Disclaimer: I don't own YJ

Chapter 10

"What are we waiting for?" Jason asks, clearly impatient. "Let's go."

"Not right now." She hisses. "We need to wait for everyone to go to Metropolis, and then move to their places. We can't risk letting anyone know who we are."

"So…"

"We have a lot of time to relax." She sighs, leaning with her back against the wall.

They both were in Zaina's father apartment as they knew that he wasn't gonna come back for a while. Her father had the key with him, but didn't know that he had told his daughter that he always put a spare key in the flower pot outside the door. And, the two of them needed a place to crash while they waited for just the right moment, and the apartment was just a few blocks away. She figures that if her dad knew who they really were, he probably wouldn't mind.

She wonders what he thinks of them due to her little slip-up. She practically hates herself for that. She doesn't know what happened right then, but she had just panicked. She knows that he probably just thinks of them as a couple of snoopy little kids who were trying to mess with his mind. At their current situation, she'd settle with that explanation. But, there's a part of her that wonders what it would be like if she told him who they actually were. She knows that it wouldn't be pretty, but still…

She shakes the thought out of her head and looks around her father's living room. Jason's sitting on the stool by the kitchen island and looking down, fiddling with the spare key. She notices that when they came in, he got himself a pancake out of the fridge. He assured her that her father wouldn't miss it, but she's not so sure about that. Considering how much of a neat freak her father was, she's surprised how his apartment is. There are plates in the sink and on the island, including the one from which Jason ate the pancake. Also, clothes are all around the house, and she can see bits of an old Nightwing costume on the cupboard. She figures that he changed after she was born.

She closes her eyes for a few moments, reflecting on everything her father taught her about being calm in the face of danger. This was danger, what she and Jason were going to attempt. There was a huge possibility that they were going to die.

Suddenly, she's jerked out of her thoughts by Jason's voice. "Hey, I just thought of something." He says, looking over at her. "You told me that you were born because your dad went all out due to my dad's death."

"Yeah, so…?" she asks.

"A thought just struck me." He says. "If you were born because of my dad's death, would you never be born if he was alive?"

Her eyes widen at his question. She never thought of what would happen to her if Wally's death was reversed. All of Jason's points made sense. She was born because her dad was grieving his dad. What would happen if he never died? Would she never be born?

"I…never thought about that." She looks down, thinking about not being born and how great her life had been. Her life had a million downs, but there were a lot of things worth living for. She wonders what would happen to Jason. Would their friendship never even happen? "I…don't know what would happen." Her throat suddenly chokes up and she finds herself speechless.

"You might never be born." Jason says it for her, his eyes never leaving her face. "Maybe we shouldn't…"

"No!" she's surprised by the level of intensity in her voice. "We have a chance here to give you a normal childhood, Jason. We're not giving up."

He checks his watch and stands up. "It's time."

He sees Zaina nodding and moving from her place by the wall. He notices that she's a bit slower than usual. It's probably from what he just told her. He lets his words sink in after the few hours of silence they had. He had wanted to tell her something, but had left it, much to his own surprise. After an hour, she had slid down to the ground and had been sitting with her back to the wall, legs pressed to her chin and arms crossed over her knees.

Seeing her like this was practically torture for him. She had been one of the strongest people he knew. But, seeing how fragile she was at that moment, almost made him want to go back in time again, so that this had never come up. Still, it's hard to imagine what knowing you're going to die can do to some people. He's met a lot of people, a few of them suicidal. Those people are okay with knowing that they'll die. But, Zaina is different. She shouldn't be suffering from dyslexia. She shouldn't have to bear a burden.

She did nothing wrong.

She did nothing to deserve this.

Yet, she was still doing this. For him. He doesn't understand why she'd do it for him, but he realizes that he'd do the same for her. She was risking her own existence for him. He'll never know how to repay her.

If they ever survive this, that is.

Making sure the coast is clear, they both move into the alleyway and into the zeta tube. Surprisingly, there's a tube in the North Pole.

"Who'd want to go to the North Pole?" he grins.

She simply gives him a look. After a moment, he gets it. "Oh…"

"Come on!" she sounds exasperated. He can't blame her. He's spent the last few minutes they took for the walk to the zeta beam complaining about how this was all stupid and suggesting that they just sit back and hope they can get back to their time. She simply glared at him and told him firmly that they were doing this.

She quickly enters the coordinates for the North Pole and steps inside. She gestures for him to follow just before the yellow light envelopes her. Taking a deep breath, he follows her into the beam, closing his eyes as he feels his molecules dissipating. He's not sure he'll ever get used to that feeling of his molecules being played with.

When he opens his eyes, all he can think of is how good it feels to be wearing that coat right now. Cold winds begin to hit him in the face and his nose feels like ice. Instinctively, his arms go to wrap themselves around himself. He rubs his arms, thinking of why on earth anyone would want to place a magnetic field disruptor in a place as cold as this.

He looks to his side to find Zaina standing beside him, winds blowing her black hair into her face. She's looking up and the look in her eyes seems as if she's not in the present at the moment. He wonders if she's having a vision.

She suddenly looks down, narrowing her eyes. "Were you having a vision?" he asks. "Nope. I was thinking." She answers, not looking up at him. He doesn't have to ask what she's been thinking about.

They're at the North Pole now. This is the ultimate time now. Now, either his father would live, or die, depending on what they would do. He thinks that it would just be easier to turn around and go back to Bludhaven. He touches her elbow and tells her this, but knows in his heart that they've come too far to back out now. She says what they're both thinking right now.

"There's no turning back now."

A/N: Hope you guys like this chapter, guys. This will be a twelve chapter story. So, the next chapter will be the final chapter and the one after that, the epilogue.

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