A/N: So thanks to everyone who reviewed the last chapter. The next chapter of this should come out the 23rd. I've also recently published a chalant one-shot if you like that couple. I'm also working on a longer spitfire one-shot that will be a separate story; I think I'll publish it by this next week, so keep on the look out. DFTBA and enjoy.

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The whole team had each others' back. It was nice, comforting even to know if she screwed up there was someone there to make up for it. Not that Artemis screwed up often, for she had grown up in a more lethal world, where screwing up meant dying or maiming and where there was no mentor to help her out.

The one thing she didn't like about operating as a team was the fear that she was growing soft. Her father probably thought so, but she had stopped caring what he said to her a long time ago.

"Wally, duck!" The speedster didn't even hesitate to duck, showing that he was trusting her more, at least in the heat of battle, and that warmed her heart. She was still perfectly content to go on hating him for the rest of their lives, of course, if that's how he wanted to play it.

Her green arrow thudded into the goon creeping up to Wally. "Thanks babe."

"Anytime, Wall-man." She turned around and slugged an approaching goon with a roundhouse.

"Artemis, one's getting away!" The speedster, now besides her, pointed toward a dark figure running away, a few rooftops away. Her arrow flew straight and true, until the goon decided to wildly veer over the left.

"He's out of my range now. You better go get him; you'd be faster than me."

"You'll be fine up here alone?" The concern was a little cute, but she smirked at him anyways.

"Who do you think you're talking to?" He grinned and took off, so fast she could only see a blur descending down the building, leaving her alone on the rooftop to take care of the leftover goons.

She relaxed, for even though Wally's presence had been reassuring, she could take these guys out more quickly without having to worry about where a stray arrow might go. She loosed one, two more arrows, and soon enough only one of the goons were left.

He had been the leader of the pack and had already dodged a few of her arrows, though she had never focused all of her energy on him. Slowly, he advanced towards her, his large size intimidating, and she backed up closer to the roof's edge. Just as he took a swing at her with a crowbar, she regained her nerves enough to let loose her last normal arrow at him, jumping to avoid his blow.

And then she was falling, falling down into an alley between buildings. Intending to stop her descent before she joined the street muck down below, she grabbed a grappling arrow from her quiver, only to look down, distracted, when someone yelled her name.

Moments later she was in the arms of Kid Flash. "Wally, I was fine."

"You were falling from the roof."

"I was about to shoot a grappling arrow, if you hadn't distracted me."

"Girls usually thank me for catching them after they fall out of a building, especially as I'm so handsome."

"I'm a harpy remember. And I would thank you, if I had needed the help."

"I hope your bickering did not affect your task." Both Wally and Artemis turned at the new voice, to see Aqualad and the rest of the team at the entrance to the alley.

"No, of course not. We got all the bad guys." Artemis looked up at Wally, who was still holding her bridal style, and whispered, "Let me down, now!"

"Right, sorry." He lowered her feet to the ground, and she stood up, only half noticing his scarlet cheeks and the sheepish way he rubbed the back of his neck.

Aqualad cleared his throat, drawing everyone's attention back to him. "Well, our we were successful in our task as well so the mission is a success. It's time to head back to the cave."

The team started walking toward the nearest zeta-tube, both Wally and Artemis lingering in the back. "Wally?"

"Hm?"

"Thanks."

"Anytime, babe." He winked, and once more, she wanted to throttle him.