Hi everyone! Thanks for all of the support and I hope you all enjoy this chapter!

Sairey13: They'll definitely have to hurry, but still. I'm sure Batman would rather them take care if it concerns Robin! I feel sorry for whoever is going to have to explain all of this to Batman, because so much has already gone wrong! Never mind, they'll get there! Thanks for reviewing :)

Foniko: Hahaha, you're a funny one. It's all up to the author anyhow! But seriously, relax, I'm not going to kill Robin off. He's ROBIN. *Fixes your eye* You should be more careful you know. Thanks for reviewing! :D

starwarsfan15: Thanks for the compliment! Agreed, those outside the ship probably aren't feeling so great right now. But things aren't exactly peachy inside either, are they? Never mind, read on and found out what's next! I hope you enjoy. Thanks for your review ;)

soccernin19: Thanks a lot, and I hope you enjoy the next chapter too! Thank you for reviewing :D

To the story!

"Okay, you look after Robin and I'll go and see what's going on. Support his head." Kid Flash instructed as he and Artemis listened to Aqualad thumping his fists against the side of the Bio-ship and his voice shouting out their names. The Atlantean's voice as laced with desperation and a kind of hopelessness that was already putting the heroes inside the ship on edge; and they hadn't even had the chance to properly ask Kaldur what was going on yet.

With each faint bang, Wally's concern for M'Gann grew. If Kaldur was trying to get their attention that way, then where exactly was M'Gann and there had been no sound of Connor just yet so where exactly was he? As Wally crossed the ship, Artemis manoeuvred herself so that Robin's head was resting in her lap. She pressed one of her cool hands to Robin's cheek and felt her heart ache in her chest at the unnatural temperature of his skin. Robin stirred under her touch, his face creasing in discomfort at the sudden change in heat, but did not regain consciousness – much to the archer's dismay. Each time Robin moved, she hoped to hear him speak and each time he didn't she felt that hope was growing more and more difficult to hold on to.

"Aqualad? What's going on? Are M'Gann and Connor safe?" Kid Flash shouted loud enough for his leader on the other side of the unlikely barrier to hear when he had gotten to the wall. Outside in the snow storm Aqualad felt such relief wash over him at the sound of Wally's voice that he rested his forehead against the cold material of the ship for a moment before responding with a slight smile. Under the circumstances of his situation, he shouldn't have been smiling at all: but it seemed a miracle that he had gotten the attention of Kid Flash. It was beginning to get dark out and he didn't even want to think about what time it might have been and how much time he had made Connor stay outside in this cold.

"M'Gann and Connor are unharmed; they are otherwise occupied right now," Aqualad yelled back to the speedster in the warm. Wally let out a sigh at the good news of his teammates' safety and then took a moment to relay the information to an equally relieved Artemis before listening again to Kaldur, "and it would seem that the ship is not responding to M'Gann's calls right now. We are stuck out here, and you are stuck in there. Connor is slowly beginning to succumb to the cold and we were unable to bring Robin a doctor. Our kind has somehow brought the village that we addressed trouble at some time and they refused our pleas. What about Robin?"

Wally leant his back against the wall and sieved through all of the new information he had just been handed in his mind. So, on one hand his team was safe and they had all found their way back to the ship. But on the other hand: Connor's health was now in danger, the ship was ignoring its master and even when they did make it inside the ship, Robin wouldn't have a doctor to help him. It was definitely safe to say that the bad things were outweighing the good by a huge margin. At Kaldur's last question, Wally winced to himself and risked a glance down at his best friend who still looked just as he had moments ago. Wally shut his eyes and tried to remain optimistic as he replied to Aqualad, "He's like a living stove right now; you could fry eggs on that boy's face. Seriously though Kal, it's not looking good."

Just then, Kaldur was distracted by a shape moving in the now pitch black environment around him. Not even the light of the moon and stars could be relied upon because they were well hidden behind the clouds of the now slowing storm still happening around him. As it turned out, the shape was Superboy as he seemingly dragged himself around the side of the Bio-ship to shelter from the harsh winds on the other side where the snow was. The Kryptonian made it all the way over to where Kaldur was stood before his shaky legs could take no more and gently lowered him to the ground. Connor cursed himself for being so weak, but he had been able to remove a lot of the snow that had buried the Bio-ship whilst they were gone. He was shivering violently from cold and M'Gann's cloak did little to warm him. Aqualad looked down at Connor and apologised to him silently with his eyes before refocusing: now that Connor was in danger of freezing, M'Gann really needed to get the ship open somehow.

"Okay, okay I'm trying my best Aqualad!" M'Gann suddenly cried. Both Kaldur and Connor looked up at the Martian in confusion. Then it dawned on Kaldur that she had just done the very thing that she had promised not to do, she had read his thoughts. Or had been reading his thoughts – whichever it was, it wasn't right and he had thought that she knew and accepted that. But it seemed not.

"You read my thoughts?" Kaldur asked – though it came out more accusingly than he had wanted it to, it must have been the pressure getting to him – feeling more than a little betrayed. M'Gann realised that she must have said what she did out loud and cringed inwardly at the mistake. She hadn't meant to invade his privacy, but M'Gann couldn't seem to help it. She hated the way that Connor was looking at her because she knew exactly how much he hated her using telepathy to invade someone's mind. It had been him after all who had initially flipped out when she had used her power on him.

"I didn't mean to, your thoughts are just so loud! Besides, that's not what's important right now," M'Gann started. Aqualad was a little taken aback by her manner; she was not as she usually was. But he supposed that if he were a telepath then perhaps he would be able to understand exactly what a 'loud thought' actually was. The Martian motioned towards her ship and her expression turned to one of worry, "It's no use. She just isn't responding to me, and I'm not sure why. We'll have to talk either Wally or Artemis through manually creating an opening from the inside of the ship."

"Did you hear that, Kid Flash?" Aqualad asked immediately after M'Gann had told him was had to be done. The speedster called back a confirmation and then told M'Gann that Artemis was busy so he would do it. Aqualad nodded to himself, not daring to hope that this might be successful just in case yet another obstacle made itself known. Thankfully, Kaldur's mind was given another thing to focus on whilst M'Gann and Wally worked on opening the Bio-ship together because Artemis called out to him and told him to make lots of ice-cubes to cool Robin down.

Inside the Bio-ship, Artemis watched as Kid Flash sped all around the ship following the complicated instructions that M'Gann was shouting to her. It was only at times such as these, under pressure, that Artemis really appreciated exactly how smart Wally actually was. He was a genuinely intelligent person, he was only stupid when it came to social cues – but so was she, so she couldn't even criticise him for that! Still, Artemis shouldn't have been thinking about the speedster; she should have been thinking of Robin. He needed her full attention, but she just couldn't seem to keep her mind away from Wally.

Aqualad was grateful for the focus on his ice-cubes. The process was simple and repetitive, gather snow and compress snow until hard then simply lay it aside. Over and over again he repeated the process, and it didn't even occupy his mind: it sort of emptied it. But he could still feel the tension rising around him as M'Gann and Wally worked frantically to create an opening before something bad happened to someone on either side of the Bio-ship's walls.

Superboy could feel his breathing getting more and more forced, but he didn't want to say anything. He didn't see the point in worrying any of his team anymore than they already were: even as he watched Aqualad systematically making a small pile of ice-cubes for Robin, he could tell that the seemingly collected leader was far more stressed than he was letting on. The Kryptonian had long since lost the feeling in his fingers and toes and his body hurt every time he moved so he just hoped that Wally got the Bio-ship open soon so that he could warm himself.

Just as the Team began to lose faith in the Bio-ship ever opening at all, a tiny open space appeared. Artemis and Wally on the inside of the ship quivered and rubbing their arms as the cold air suddenly rushed in with snow accompanying it – Robin didn't move a single muscle. On the outside of the ship, M'Gann gave a whoop of triumph as she saw the hole in her ship just big enough for the biggest of them – Connor – to crawl through.

Wasting no more time, M'Gann assisted Connor to the opening and then pushed him through gently. Connor could feel the warm hitting his face, but it felt more like scalding water being thrown onto his exposed skin. Seeing Connor coming in through the hole, Wally grinned in happiness. He never thought he'd be so happy to see the grumpy junior hero: but that happiness was short lived when he spotted Connor's blue lips and the shivers that wracked his body. Wally ran to grab one of the huge winter coats Batman had provided and draped it around Superboy's shoulders. The Kryptonian nodded his thanks and then carefully put his arms through the sleeves of the coat and wrapped it about him tightly – M'Gann's cloak adding extra warmth. Connor sat himself up against a wall and tried not to complain about the pain that came with warming back up again.

Once Connor was safely through the gap, M'Gann felt her mind ease a little bit because she didn't need to think about him slowly freezing to death anymore. He was safe. So, M'Gann turned her attention to a much stressed Aqualad and picked up as many ice-cubes as she could with her arms and her mind. It seemed her earlier mistake of reading his mind had been forgotten as he smiled at her gratefully and then gathered the remaining slabs of ice into his arms. The Martian was sure that once everything was a little less hectic, her mistake would be brought up once more. But for now, they just needed to move forward because a life was still at risk, even after all of that wasted time out in the cold.

M'Gann noticed that the opening in the Bio-ship was beginning to close up and urged Aqualad to hurry before it shut completely. The telepath pushed the ice cubes through the gap first and then dropped to her hands and knees and crawled through the ever smaller opening with Aqualad following closely behind her with his own ice-cubes. It was times such as these that M'Gann wished she could simply morph through the walls of her Bio-ship, but unfortunately it was not possible. Martian ships were built against this kind of thing so that stealing or hi-jacking was near impossible. Once safely inside the Bio-ship, M'Gann and Aqualad stared at the hole that had now disappeared and thanked their lucky stars that it had closed when they were on the right side of the ship's walls.

At Artemis' call, M'Gann and Kaldur ran towards where Robin was lying unconscious on the ground. The Atlantean's skin paled and a tight knot of panic formed in his stomach as he looked down at the face of his comrade. Robin's face was red and sweaty, and yet somehow he still managed to look pale at the same time. His chest was moving, but only just, and apart from that he was completely motionless. There was only one option then, they would have to go to another more familiar country to seek medical help. Somewhere away from Siberia, away from Russia even. Perhaps they should try Germany, or maybe go as far as France? What about the UK, they could try there? Whatever they did, they needed to make a decision quickly, Robin wouldn't last much longer with a fever as high as his. Aqualad dropped his ice-cubes onto the floor next to where M'Gann had already placed hers.

"What shall I do with them?" The leader of the team enquired. Artemis didn't move her eyes away from Robin's face: she seemed completely fixated on him. It was almost as though she was making sure he didn't just up and die right there. A cold sense of understanding washed over Kaldur when he realised that something really awful must have happened whilst he was away. So he asked, "Did something happen to Robin whilst we were absent?"

"It was a while ago now," Artemis answered immediately in a whisper. Kaldur's eyes shut in grief, so something had happened – and were those tear stains on Artemis' face? Artemis reached for an ice-cube and wiped the frozen liquid over Robin's forehead: not quite knowing in herself what she was doing. The archer finally met her leader's eyes and explained, "It was my fault. I was supposed to be watching him more closely. Robin passed out a while ago and we tried to search for medical supplies, but all we could find was bandages and wound-related stuff. There were a few tablets, but we didn't know what they were for and didn't want to risk making him worse. Then he just – he stopped breathing altogether. I panicked, I was sat right there next to him and I panicked. Wally saved his life. But I was right there."

Artemis' eyes were haunted, and she was blaming herself far more than she deserved. Her eyes quickly returned to Robin and Kaldur could do little else to comfort her than to place an understanding hand on her shoulder and then walk away to get his team into some sort of order. Aqualad approached M'Gann, "If you can get her into the air, get clear of Russia and head towards France, we'll receive good medical attention there. For both Robin and Connor."

M'Gann nodded assertively and then sat herself in her piloting seat; the moment she sat down she was relieved to find that there was a glimmer of recognition from her ship. It would be mentally exhausting – and she would end up with one huge headache after this – but M'Gann was confident she could get her team to France, even with her ship resisting her still. With her orders clear in her mind, the Martian tuned out the sound of Aqualad giving orders to the rest of the team to buckle up and help Robin into a seat and concentrated on getting her ship into the air. At first, she resisted menacingly, but then the ship came to understand that it was her owner trying to move her and she made a special effort to shove herself off of the ground. It resulted in quite a jolt, and a few unsuspecting gasps from the people aboard but at least she was flying.

Artemis had Robin's chair facing her and was still keeping him cool with the help of the ice-cubes, but then she noticed a change. There was a hiss of pain and a frown on Robin's face, and then a look of horror came across his features. It seemed that Robin was awake. Whereas he had been slumped forward in his chair, he now bolted upright and caught the attention of everyone in the ship – excluding M'Gann who was still fully concentrating on keeping the ship in the air and Connor who was inexplicably drowsy.

Robin brought his face up to meet Artemis' and then he reached a hand out quickly and weakly shoved her away from him demanding, "Who are you?" The question took Artemis completely off guard and she just ended up staring dumbly at him. She was delighted that he was finally awake after who knows how long, but at the same time she was confused. How could he not know who she was? Had his fever caused him to lose his memory or something? None of that mattered anyway because Robin was panicking. He wasn't saying anything, but his hand was reaching for his utility belt: the one that he wasn't wearing anymore. When Robin noticed the absence of his utility belt, he tried to remember what Batman taught him about this situation. But he couldn't remember.

"Whoever you are, let me go! Or I swear I'll – I – I can't breathe!" Robin rasped. His voice wasn't his own, he sounded like he was still asleep almost. Artemis attempted to reassure him, but Robin wouldn't let her touch him and he was too busy taking long deep breathes to really notice what was happening around him. Then, in a flash of yellow, Wally was by Robin's side.

"You're safe, man. It's just Artemis, you're sick and we're trying to get you help. Remember?" Wally half asked, half pleaded. Robin recognised Kid Flash at least, he was happy to see that there was someone he could trust around. Robin relaxed slightly and then cocked his head to the side in confusion, who was Artemis? Since when was he sick? And if they were trying to find him help, where exactly was he? Something else came to his attention as well; everything burned.

Thanks for reading everyone! This one is a little longer than usual, but never mind because I got in everything that I wanted to!

I didn't read this one through thoroughly; so if you spot a mistake in there please let me know so that I can fix it! I'm sure I'll read it through at a later date anyway, but you'd still be helping out :)

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