FudoTwin17: Hey, guys! Well, I thank you all for the support and everything that you've done for me. Anyway, I went to physical therapy and my knee is healing at an accelerated rate and everything turned out alright with those kids, because now they're more cautious and haven't been rude to me since. So I thank you for that situation being resolved. Really, though, I'm just writing from today. My best friend is a size zero, guy-magnet, and she goes through guys like I go through food (painfully). Anyway, for background, ever since I was in third grade, she's had a boyfriend. This year (eighth grade) she started dating my ex-boyfriend and after that it only goes downhill with tales of deception and cheating and stuff, but I have to be there for her, because if I'm not, no one will be. So, honestly, I'm just writing something probably completely against the show. Now, will be Zatanna bashing (I love her so much that I don't want to, but she fits the role so perfectly! TT), mentions of Robin heartbreak and hurt, and-SPOILER! So, I don't own Young Justice.

Heartbreak

Robin took a deep breath of cool, polluted air. This was his home, Gotham. Once, all of the world was his home, but that changed with the death of his childhood. Another time brought with it a newer home. Happy Harbor, though . . . . It just didn't work out. But he supposed it was for the best.

About a year and a half ago, he was friends with everyone there. Really, he still was, but it just felt good to focus on life alone some of the time. He sighed, the warm breath of air hanging in front of him in an icy mist for a moment. His friends would try to console him when they thought he was down and laugh with him if they thought he was happy, but that was the thing.

He was really alone.

He and Zatanna had been good friends for a long time, but, after her dad died, Robin made a real connection. She started staying in the cave more and he was careful only to bring happy, sympathetic emotions with him. It had only been about a month of being there for her that she had made the first move. She had kissed him.

But he supposed that meant more fun.

Robin stood very fluently and balanced along the edge of a skyscraper, a numb smile on his face along with passing thoughts of falling and not getting back up. It would be fitting. Another sigh escaped his lips.

They had been dating ever since. However, half a year ago, he had found something on Doctor Fate. He had taken up the secret mission long ago to save her father, but hadn't found anything. He was a bit more than quick to give it to Zee.

After that, she had been more quiet and reserved. He thought she was going to open up, be happy. Maybe she'd get her dad back, but to his shock, she went into herself. He spent months camping out by her bedroom door for her to just use magic to appear in the kitchen to her bedroom to a bathroom or anything else. It was a long silence.

Then, just that night actually, she had marched right up to him and promptly broke up with him. Really, he couldn't understand really why she had broken up with him. If his dad were still alive, he would take-do anything to save him-to get him back. He admitted that, now that he thought about it, it was stupid to go back into the past and dig stuff up trying to save him without permission.

He could understand it from Zatanna's perspective. In a way, he had violated her privacy and it must have hurt. She just wanted someone to trust-to lean on, but he had tried to bring up the past anyway. He had wanted to explain and apologize, but he hadn't been able to speak. Really, shock had consumed him.

And now there was sadness.

He wished Bats would have let him tell her about his past. He wanted her to know why he did it. And as well as that, he wanted to make sure she didn't feel so alone. It must have been hurting her now, too. He sighed.

There was one mistake.

But after that, he had walked in on her and Artemis talking. He didn't show himself, but he remembered everything perfectly. Zatanna had been crying and Artemis had been whispering soothing things to her and, after Zatanna had stopped crying, Artemis told her that he himself was unreliable. She told Zee that if Robin was willing to hurt her, than he wasn't the right guy for her.

Really, Robin could understand Artemis's point of view, but he had never meant to hurt her. He wanted to help her get her dad back. He knew too well how it felt to have his dad gone. He didn't want Zee to go through that any longer.

Robin let out a deep sigh.

He accepted that it was his fault.

His eyes locked on a robbery in progress. He was swooping down in seconds, saving the day. The robber was alone, but he was holding a gun and a bag that the manager was filling with money. Robin sighed. As soon as the bag was filled up as much as it could be, the man started backing up toward the door.

He didn't even notice Robin.

He turned and ran into an alley. However, that was when Robin attacked. A cackle slipped through the air like a glove might fit on one's hand.

Fearfully, the robber spun around pointing his gun in every direction and kept a tight hold on the bag. Very quickly that changed when two birdarangs hit the guy's wrist, causing him to drop the money. Stupidly and not thinking, Robin didn't make him drop the gun.

His mind was still focused on Zatanna and her dad, not the dangerous criminal in front of him.

"I don't want trouble!" The man's voice ripped through the night.

Appearing behind him, Robin rose an eyebrow. "Seriously? You just ran into a bank waving around a gun and you don't want trouble?"

Unfortunately, Robin didn't think to move when the guy spun around, gun in hand. A shot echoed through the air.

Robin gasped, but didn't make any other real suggestions that he was hurt. Painfully slowly, Robin walked forward. The robber's eyes widened in fear and rose the gun again for it to actually be knocked out his hand this time. Robin, after beating him faster than he might due to the lost need to make fun of his captive, tied him up and returned the money.

Soon, he was back on the roof, sitting against the ledge as he stared at the moon. His hand could feel the blood through the glove. Thankfully, it didn't feel as if any major organs had been hit, but he knew very well that he needed to stop the bleeding and call someone, but . . . .

Bruce was out of town. That's why he had been alone in Gotham. As well as that, Alfred was sick, and he didn't want to strain Alfred, even if he was hurt.

Usually in this situation, he'd call the team, but . . . . Well, Zatanna was there. He was sure his failure had already spread through there and he didn't want Zee blaming herself for his getting hurt. Next to that, Wally would know something was off. Wally always had a feeling when there was something off. And it was painful how true it would be. As well as that, the rest of the team would offer their condolences, and try to baby him. Either way, things weren't looking good.

He sighed, his eyes closing. He had to choose what to do, but he really didn't want to disturb Alfred. Yet at the same time he didn't think he could handle his friend's pitying looks.

Before he could choose, a female voice could be heard above him. "Oh, my-Robin!"

His eyes opened behind the mask to see a figure against the moonlight. She wore a dark, skin-tight suit. She had high-heeled boots on as well. Slanted around her waist was a golden utility belt. She had red hair coming from underneath a cowl that resembled batman's with the white lenses in front of her eyes. In her shock, she had let a dark cape unwrap from around her. On her chest was the gold and black insignia of Batman.

Robin's eyes widened. "Please tell me you-you're not-crusading around as Batman." Despite his obvious want to keep a civilian unhurt and out of the line of fire, his voice slurred.

She knelt next to him. "Apparently it's a good thing considering I found you." She replied, worry still evident in her voice. Her gloved hands went to his side, trying to figure out how bad it was. He hissed.

"I was-was going to call for help." He defended himself. His mind was getting foggy and black spots had begun to enter his vision.

"Come on, keep talking." The girl replied, taking off his cape and folding it to put pressure on the wound with. "Robin?"

"Who are you supp-supposed to be?" He asked, trying his best to keep his eyes open.

"Batgirl." She replied.

"Bat idea." He stated instantly. His voice continued to show his fatigue. "Bats and I-I haveit covered."

"Oh, really? Then why isn't he here now? Why did you get hurt?" She replied. Her somewhat rude, but scared tone suddenly seemed to ring a bell for the boy she was trying to save.

"League mission." His eyes drooped for a moment before opening again. "And I was th-thinging."

"What about?" She asked, genuine curiosity slightly in her voice.

"Failure." He whispered, eyes closing for just a moment. He kept speaking, though, as if nothing in the world could possibly matter. "My friend lost her dad and I found a way to get him back. I tolded her about it, b-but she didn't want to hear it. I failed to help hur."

Batgirl frowned. "You didn't fail her. You gave her a way to get her family back. You only tried to help her." Her voice was so familiar.

"I betrayed her." He continued. "I shou-should haven't gone behind her back. I know what it's like to be without a dad. I should've-"

"Enough of that." Batgirl commanded. "You did the right thing. And if you were hurt for doing the right thing, then that girl and I need to talk. But first, you're hurt. Where can I take you to get help?"

He gasped as more pressure was put on the wound where he had just a short while ago gotten a cracked rib. "Two blocks. Photo tooth." Batgirl blinked, but hoisted him up. She tied the cape around the wound before trying to help him to the place.

Along the long way to the alley where he directed her, she continuously worked to make sure he was awake. He's lost a lot of blood and she was partially sure he had gotten hurt before that. Very soon, she stood in front of an old photo booth with him.

He stepped in with her at his side to make sure he was supported and, after Robin had typed something into a holographic computer on his wrist, a flash of light took took them away. When her vision had cleared, they were in a large room.

She had just begun to realize that there were a few superheroes staring at her and Robin before her sight was locked on Robin. "Robin!" She exclaimed.

He had collapsed on the floor and, even after trying to get him to say something, he said absolutely nothing. She pulled him up, supporting him on one side as another strong presence appeared on his other side to help him.

"Come on." A male said with black tattoos extending around him. "I shall show you where the infirmary is."

And slowly, they made their way until another male that looked like Kid Flash took her spot and two girls stood in front of her. One was a girl with black hair and a somewhat magician look with gloved hands at the ready while the other was a girl in green with an arrow notched on her bow pointed right at her.

Batgirl put up her hands to show that she came in peace. Really, though, if they attacked, the position she was in would give her a little bit of readiness.

"What are you doing here? Who are you?" The green girl asked.

"And how did you get here?" The magician added.

"I just started doing the hero thing. I go by Batgirl. And I found Robin bleeding out on a rooftop. He told me how to get here." Batgirl replied cautiously.

"How did he get hurt?" The magician demanded, worry slightly readable in her voice.

"He was distracted and got shot." She paused. "I think."

The two girls sucked in a breath and looked at one another. Batgirl decided that that moment was the opportune moment to strike. "You know, not that I don't like talking to you, but who are you?"

They hesitated, not putting down their weapons (or in one case, their hands), but in the end, decided to answer.

The green girl looked up. "Artemis."

The magician nodded. "Zatanna."

Batgirl looked at them. "When I found him, Robin said something about his failure to help a friend. He was pretty upset. No offense, but I really need to be filled in here."

Zatanna sucked in a breath and looked at Artemis. "No way."

Batgirl waited patiently, but when the other girls didn't say anything else, she started speaking. "You know, he got shot because he felt so horrible. He said that it was his fault. He said he didn't want that girl, whoever she may be, to go any longer without a dad like he did." Zatanna sucked in a breath, one caught by Batgirl easily. "He said he wanted to help. And he blames himself."

Zatanna bowed her head uneasily. "My dad, he became Doctor Fate, which means that he has no control over his body and won't have any until he's released by him. It's already been a year and a half. Robin was there for me and we got together. Then I found out he had been trying to get him back without telling me! And he gave me the key to saving my dad, but I can't use it! Not now . . . ." She clenched her hands. "Robin betrayed me. He didn't care if I got hurt."

"Yes, he did." Batgirl answered. "He got shot! Doesn't that tell you anything? He more than cares. He blames himself."

Artemis lowered her arrow, grief evident in her eyes as Zatanna continued. "He doesn't! He probably did something stupid and just tried to get you on his side by saying stuff! That's what he really does. Manipulate and achieve."

Batgirl growled. "You know what? You. Are. An. Idiot. If you really think that, then fine! I'm going to make sure he's okay since you obviously won't." She pushed past the two stunned superheroes and made her way to the room she thought they had put Robin in.

As she walked, she was sure she heard crying echoing down the hall.

She shut the infirmary door, blocking out the sounds pitiless. She sat down in a seat and watched the boy. He had the top of his suit gone and heavy bandaging around his torso, not where the bullet had pierced. Where the bullet had pushed through, there was a pad of bandaging at that spot and a tube pushed into his arm at a vein feeding him new blood.

She couldn't help but notice all the scars. There were so many of them. So many . . . .

Suddenly, his heart monitor jumped. His still masked eyes opened and he looked at her. Robin beckoned her over. She blinked, but walked over. However, by time she got to the side of his bed, he was shaking his head and gesturing to the other side.

When Batgirl walked over, she looked up to see a camera trained on them. Whatever he wanted to tell her, he wanted it to be secret. She felt her pulse race.

He beckoned her closer and, when she was an inch away from his face, he whispered in a low voice, "Thank you, Barbara Gordon."

FudoTwin17: Well, that makes me feel better. Anyway, bye. Thanks again.