So one of my reviewers noted that Artemis was probably unconscious during that time because of the pill she cracked. I'd forgotten about that, and it hadn't occurred to me that she was unconscious… So I went back into the first bit and changed that. THANK YOU!

I still don't own Young Justice... Seriously...

The bioship landed after what felt like an amazingly long time. It had gotten really hot under that blanket, but I was glad Nightwing had covered me up. I wasn't sure how much longer I would have been able to keep my eyes shut. I'd kept them open for a long time, but as soon as I felt the halt of the ship, I shut them again. Not worth the risk.

I felt strong arms lift me up again, and assumed it was Nightwing. He wrapped the blanket firmly around me, and then I felt him walk.

Voices drifted towards me.

"M'gann? What's the matter?" Wonder Girl asked. Her simple naivety had annoyed me when I'd first met her, but now her lighthearted tone simply added to the already high level of grief.

"Nightwing, what- Oh no…" That was Batgirl. She probably understood. She knew it was me he was carrying.

Knowing Nightwing, he was refusing to meet anyone's eyes. He walked down the ramp, then walked to the side, trying to avoid all the people. Voices followed us as we passed.

"Oh my gosh."

"No… Is that really..?"

"What happened?"

Nightwing was picking up speed, walking as fast as he could.

"Who is that?"

"Where's Lagoon Boy?"

"Nightwing! Wait!"

Nightwing actually stopped at that last request. It had been Robin's. Two sets of footsteps were approaching, and then they stopped behind us.

"Who did this?" asked a voice softly. It was Batgirl's.

Nightwing's grip on me tightened, and I winced slightly. I didn't know whether his anger was acting or not.

"I don't want to talk about it," he growled.

A hand touched his upper arm, brushing my head. "It's not your fault, Dick." That was Robin. Nightwing and Robin had such a close relationship. I knew it was hurting the younger to see the older in so much pain.

Nightwing pulled his arm away from Robin. "You don't know that, Tim."

"You always do this!" shouted Batgirl. I felt Nightwing turn to presumably glare at her, but she stood her ground. "Every time something bad happens, you blame yourself. You can't save everyone! You're not perfect, Dick! None of us are. So stop beating yourself up over something that's out of your control. You didn't know; it's not. Your. Fault."

Nightwing took a deep breath, then walked away.

"Where are you going?" asked Batgirl accusingly.

Nightwing stopped walked, but didn't turn around. "Somebody's got to tell Wally," he whispered. He sounded so upset…

"Oh gosh…"

I bright white light shone in front of me, seen through both my eyelids and the blanket covering me.

Recognized: Nightwing: B01

It didn't even pick up on me. That was weird. I guess the vital suppressers were doing their job… Were they supposed to do that? Red Tornado has never had a pulse, but it always picks up on him…

The light faded. The sound of distantly screeching bats reached my ears. Nightwing took a few steps, his footsteps echoing around us. Why had he taken me to some cave? Then it hit me.

I was in the Batcave.

"Welcome home, Master Dick. I've- Oh dear…" The proper British voice trailed off. My legs brushed someone's arm, and I assumed Nightwing had just brushed past the British man. Nightwing kept walking, and the other man stayed silent.

I heard a click and a hissing noise, and then Nightwing set me down on some sort of a chair. I let my head fall to one side.

"If I may, sir: what happened?"

"I don't want to talk about it." His voice had lost the coarse quality it had taken on when confronting Batgirl and Robin. He sounded tired and on the verge of tears. I heard movement on my left, and something clicking.

"Master Dick, I know that look; it's the same one Master Bruce gets when something happens badly." There was a slight pause. "Don't blame yourself, sir. There was nothing you could have done."

There was another pause, but then Nightwing spoke up again.

"How do you know?"

There was a hissing noise again, and then the sound of an engine starting up. Then the seat beneath me started to move. I was in a car.

After a couple minutes of driving in silence, Nightwing spoke again. "You're welcome to take that off if you'd like; nobody can see in here."

I pulled the blanket off of my head, and was instantly overwhelmed by the sight of blackness, and lots and lots of buttons. Over on my left, Nightwing was driving.

"Is this the Batmobile?" I asked.

He nodded. "Batman's not here, so I get to drive it some of the time. I'm trying to keep at least Robin away from it, but I don't trust Batgirl's driving skills either."

I nodded and looked out the front. We were driving through trees, the lights of Gotham shining off in the distance. "You didn't have to be so rude, you know."

He didn't respond to that for a while. "What do you mean, rude?"

"To Robin. To Batgirl. To that British guy. They were just trying to help you."

"I know," he said, his voice devoid of emotion. I knew he wasn't going to keep talking about that.

"Where are we headed to?" I asked.

"Bludhaven," he told me, his eyes never leaving the road.

There were several moments of silence before I decided to break it. "You're a really good actor."

"Thanks. You're not bad yourself."

"All I did was play dead!"

He smirked slightly. "But you made a very convincing dead person."

I rolled my eyes and half expected him to let out his signature cackle. "But really, where did you learn that? Did you major in acting or something?"

"Dude, I'm barely out of high school! I'm only in my first year of college; haven't really majored in anything yet." I rolled my eyes at him. "To be honest, I never really… learned acting. It just sort of came out. I had to get good at it when this whole thing started." He ran his fingers through his hair. "Sometimes, I think we're in too deep with this. We're all surrounded by lies and half-truths. And it's my fault."

I placed my hand on his arm. He looked over at me. "It's not your fault, Nightwing."

"Isn't it?" He turned back to the road. "When Kaldur first found out about who his father was, he came and told me. He told me his… dilemma. Of course, he would never had turned evil – that was completely out of the question – but he thought that maybe as an inside source, he could supply the team with information about the Light. So I told him to try it. A double agent. My idea. My fault."

He ran his fingers through his hair again. "Any deaths, any mishaps, any losses that come from this… It's all my fault. Because when he told me, I knew the risks. I knew that if we were found out, we'd be killed. I knew that anyone who got in the way would probably be killed. I knew that Aqualad would have to prove his loyalty, by killing or revealing secrets. And I still have no idea what he's said. I told him to tell anything and everything. I told him to keep his act up through anything possible, and that we'd work through any glitches. I could have predicted that something like this would happen."

The Batmobile finally came to a stop outside of an old abandoned warehouse.

His eyes turned to me again. "I'm sorry, Artemis." He opened the top hatch with a hiss and got out.

Just those three words held so many things.

I'm sorry for dragging you into this.

I'm sorry for taking you away from Wally.

I'm sorry that you might have to kill.

I'm sorry that you will be killed if you're found out.

I'm sorry that you can't tell anyone.

I'm sorry for kissing you.

But it wasn't a kiss.

I got out as well, running to keep up with his fast pace. I placed my hand on his arm again, stopped him and turning him around. I squeezed his arm lightly. "Dick," I whispered. "It's okay."

He gave me a sad smile. "Is it?"

I smiled back at him. "It'll all work out; you'll see."

"But at what cost? What if this ends in someone's death, Artemis?"

"It won't."

"How do you know?"

"I just do. It'll be fine, Nightwing."

Who knew I'd eat my words?

Okay. So I think I'm done here! This one didn't really turn out as well as I'd hoped, but whatever.

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