Another week went on like this. Wally and Robin stayed in the guest room, sleeping close together every night, and every morning they would make cereal and toast in the kitchen. Eventually the others got used to it. Starfire stopped coming out of her room as much, but Beast Boy and Wally got along well, helping Robin beat video games together. Cyborg figured out that they liked the same foods (pretty much everything) so for dinner they piled plates high with junk food. Raven watched them both, let Wally drink some of her tea, and she continued to have the two boys meditate every other day or so. Robin was just happy to be back with his team again.

They went everywhere and did everything together. Wally would get Robin all sorts of health food to get him back to his full strength while eating entire pizzas by himself, and soon Robin was back and better than ever. The nightmares stopped. His color returned to normal. He even finished his jam and toast one morning and challenged Wally to some sparring later on. Of course, he got met with a grin and an eyebrow quirk, but he was better. Much better.

A few hours later, after finishing his laundry, Robin folded the last pair of socks together and tossed it into his drawer. It was time. He wanted to see how much better he was and face off with Wally. But when he went to walk to the door, it opened before he got there. "Hey Robs! Are you ready-" Wally strode in, calling out like he was across the tower, and bumped right into him. He was in his gear, all spiffed and polished, just like Robin was.

They laughed and stepped back. "Sorry, I was just coming to get you." Robin explained.

"Think you can beat me?" Wally asked eagerly.

"I think I'm gonna kick your butt," Robin grinned. "Are you ready?"

"Are you?" Teasingly, Wally pushed Robin's shoulder, grinning back as they strode to the training room.

They took opposite sides of the mat and struck their fighting poses. Robin's calm façade was chilling. He felt his tendons groan like unused springs when he bent his knees, lifting his fists and taking a deep breath. Slowly, he let it peter out, and sprung. He leaped into a mid-air summersault and swung out his leg, aiming for Wally's shoulder. The world whistled passed him. Familiar rushing in his blood brought him back into his fighting state of mind. The speedster lashed out and snatched his ankle, spinning him around and tossing him aside before he could blink. Robin crouched against the wall and stretched out, pushing his hands against the floor as he pin-wheeled back to his feet, racing forward once more. His fists flew out and jabbed several fake-outs, his last one aimed for his jaw. Wally stepped back as batted away each one with jerking motion. His surprise would be his hamartia in this round. Robin ducked and swung out his legs to knock Wally's out from under him, which worked, until Wally bounced against the floor and rolled away like he was made of rubber, sliding back to his feet.

Then he rushed Robin for a change. The speedster snatched for his hands, which the boy wonder knocked away one by one, putting out his open hand with all his strength and hitting Wally square in the chest. The blow sent him staggering back. With his balance usurped, Robin recovered his dexterity, swinging out his heel to catch Wally's ankle, pulling it out from under him. In a flail of limbs Wally tumbled to the floor.

"Whew," the ginger exclaimed. "That was fantastic!" He rolled over, laughing. Robin helped him to his feet. "You're crazy good, Robs. I think we have our boy wonder back!"

"Heck yeah I am!" Robin smiled. Overhead, the lights began to flash, and the alarm went off loudly. "Trouble!"

The two of them raced to the lounge, where Cyborg was clicking through the feed looking for something to explain the alarm. "I got nothing!" He cried. "Nothing in the city, nothing here – the alarms went off for no reason!" He began to type incredibly fast on the keyboard, looking frantically for anything that might've tripped the sensors.

Robin crossed his arms, staring in disbelief at the cameras on screen. "Something feels off about this," he mumbled.

"It should."

All of them whirled around at the sound of a strange voice, and all of them went slack-jawed; except Wally, who went white as a sheet. Standing at the doorway to their living room garbed in red and yellow was the one and only Flash – one of the big wigs, the main heroes, top in the Justice League. All that went through Robin's head was how closely he worked with Batman. He was in full hero attire and looking very intimidating and very angry, staring down his pupil.

"Is this where you've been all week?" The Flash snapped. "Hiding out here with the Titans?"

"Hey, he called us the Titans," Beast Boy whispered excitedly. Raven elbowed him.

Kid stepped up, rubbing the back of his head. "Yeah. I… just wanted a bit of a break."

"What about your parents?" Flash scolded. "Did you tell them you were going to pack up and vanish for seven days straight?"

Wally looked at his shoes. "I guess I forgot." He glanced at the wall. "I just came by before, I didn't plan on staying. So when they let me bunk here I didn't even think about it."

"I can assure you, they thought about you plenty. They worried themselves sick for at least two days straight before calling on me to ask if I knew where you were."

Looking up sharply, Wally's eyes were wide. "I had no idea."

His mentor gave him an even look. "You do now."

"I need to go see them." Wally turned and gave Robin a sheepish look.

The leader of the Titans stepped forward. "I'll go with you," he said firmly, and went to him.

A smile cracked Wally's sad face. He turned back to The Flash. "I need to talk to all of you."

"I'm sure it's an apology I've heard before." His mentor retorted.

"No," Wally snapped. "That's why I left. I needed to think about something - I wasn't running away from you, or my parents." The older male looked surprised, which encouraged him. "And I planned on returning home in the morning, but since you're here now I see no reason to wait." Even as abrupt as this change to maturity had been The Flash inclined his head acceptingly and vanished. Soon after, exchanging determined looks, so did Wally and Robin.