Just finished this chapter and decided as little Labor Day weekend gift I would post it. I felt bad about how short the last chapter was so I made this one longer. Hope you all enjoy!

Disclaimer: Ne je ne possede pas Young Justice. (That's the sad french truth). P.S Sorry about spelling errors.

Alice woke up that morning with a smile on her face. It was a beautiful June day. Or is it July? Alice wondered. She shrugged it off all she knew is it was summer and today was her first session with Doctor Lance.

She quickly threw on her favorite leather jacket and jeans with a white t-shirt. Pulling her hair up, she practically ran down the stairs. She bounced into the kitchen with a smile on her face she stopped to the smell of… pancakes? She saw her father standing behind the stove flipping pancakes over the open flame. He seemed to be humming a song.

"Dad?" she asked.

"Hum?" he didn't even look up at her.

"You're cooking?" she asked raising an eyebrow. She couldn't remember the last time he a cooked, know that she thought about it she couldn't even remember…

"You seem surprised. How many would you like?" he asked pulling her out of her thoughts. The smell filled the room and her stomach began to rumble.

"Three please." She sat down, her farther stopped and looked at her.

"What? Do I have something on my face?" she said reaching up to her face getting ready to wipe off soap or toothpaste.

"No, I've just never heard you say please before."

Wally watched as M'gann's eyes glowed green holding Artemis's head in her lap. He kept taping his foot wait for M'gann's eyes to turn back to normal and for Artemis to wake up. That's all he wanted was for her to wake up, so he could hold her and tell her how much he cared for her. His foot was tapping faster and faster. He hadn't left the room for days. He was still in his uniform which smelled awful for his nervous sweating and not showering.

The door to the room began to open, Wally quickly turned his head to see Black Canary standing in the door way. She casually walked up to his side and sat in the chair next to him.

"How are you doing?" she asked. The speedster let out a sigh leaning his head back agents the wall.

"I miss her," he said quietly.

"We all do," she said matching his volume. Wally was suddenly surprised to have the woman's arms wrapped around him pulling him into a hug. He gently hugged her back a little scared of what might happen if Green Arrow walked into the room. She let out a laugh.

"My God you smell awful," she said pulling away. Wally chuckled.

"Yea it's been awhile since I've showered. Or slept, or even eaten for that matter," he said grabbing his stomach. This has been the longest the red head had ever gone without eating.

"You should get some rest Wally. You need it more than anybody." Canary placed her hand on his back. He knew better than to argue. He slowly stood up to leave but something stopped him.

"Why are you here?" he asked the woman. She seemed to stiffen as he asked to question. The silence in the room grew until finally she gave in.

"Miss. Martian is having me go in next time with her to talk to Artemis, to see if I can help coax her out." Wally bit his lip, he knew this was the right thing to do but he was pissed he hadn't been asked to go in and see Artemis. He longed to hear her voice again.

Wally nodded and without a word he left the room. He walked aimlessly down the hallway until he found his room. Before he could open the door the tears he had been holding back for so long finally fell from his eyes. He slunk down with his back to the door pulling his knees to his chest and resting his head on them. His back shook as he gasped for air as tears ran down his face. He remembered holding her on the roof top. How close they had been, how her sent of lavender and vanilla shampoo filled his nose and made him smile, how she cocked her head back when she laughed at his stupid jokes, how he had just watched there frozen when Psimon said sleep.

Alice walked into the building anxious to meet this new doctor. She smiled as she sat patiently in the waiting room. Finally the doctor came out from the door in front of her looking at her notes in her hand. Alice excitedly jumped to her feet.

"Hello I'm Alice Crock," she said extending her hand forward. The blonde woman looked up at her finally reviling her features to Alice. She was tall, her black heels gave her much more height than she needed, she had long blonde hair, not as long as not as long as her own. Alice's smile faltered, this woman looked familiar. You don't know this woman. Alice didn't know this woman, she had never seen her before today.

"Hello, Art… Alice. I'm Doctor Lance." The woman wore a smile but had a sad look in her eyes. She shook Alice's hand and walked into the room she had just walked out of, Alice followed. It was a larger room than she thought it would have been. On the back wall was a stone waterfall, a few feet in front of it was a comfortable looking green couch, Doctor Lance sat in a brown leather chair across from the couch that was separated by a wooded coffee table.

"So… Alice why don't you tell me a little about yourself?"

"Well I grew up an only child, I live with my mom and dad, I go to school at Gotham Academy with my two best friends Tyler and Lily," she told the blonde woman. She didn't write anything down like Alice thought she would instead she just nodded and listened.

"You seem to have a very… normal life. So why have you come to talk with me?" she asked Alice. Alice didn't say anything. She looked sheepishly to the floor.

"Alice?" the woman asked softly. Alice didn't want to tell her, I mean how could she tell her about her dreams and how they felt so real and not think she was crazy.

"Alice, I can't help you unless you let me in." A shiver ran up Alice's spine, these words seemed so familiar. Just tell her. Everything will be okay. She won't tell anyone. Alice let out a sigh.

"I've been having dreams, nightmares really…" Alice trialed off.

"We all have nightmares," Doctor Lance replied, "Why tell me about these ones?"

"Because… because they seem so real. More real than the memories I have from real life. When I think back to memories of my own life, it's like I'm wasn't really there, but these dreams I'm having feel so real." Alice tried so hard, but her voice still broke at the end. She pulled her knees up to her chest and wrapped her arms around them.

"Do you remember every dream you've had like these ones?" Doctor Lance asked her. Alice nodded.

"There not all as clear as the more recent ones, some are just flashes from when I was younger. My dad leaving, my mom in prison… I had a sister, but she left too. I remember a lot of pain, and broken bones, scars…"

"Scars?" the Doctor asked raising an eyebrow. Alice nodded.

"May I see one?" Alice was still for a moment. She slowly put her legs down and lifted up the bottom of her shirt so the doctor could see her hip with a six and a half inch scar running across her hip bone. She looked at the Doctor waiting for a gasp, but only received a nod.

"How did you get that scar in your dream?" she asked the young woman. Alice lowered her shirt back down.

"My uh… my dad was angry at me for not getting a job done and had a knife…" she whispered.

"And how did you really get that scar?" Alice opened her mouth to respond, but she could remember.

"I… I don't know," she replied pulling her legs back to her chest.

"Tell me, what is the most resent and clearest dream you can remember when they started getting more vivid?"

"It was about… ten months ago. I was standing in a large… cave with other people in funny clothes and a boy in board shorts came running in carrying beach gear and yelled something and tripped and fell in front of me…"

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