Alright guys, here's the last chapter/the epilogue to Seeking Help. Instead of a oneshot you all made me make this into a 4 chapters and a smol epilogue long story. Thank you all!

"Hey, Bruc-"

Wally stopped two steps into Bruce's bedroom and looked around. Huh. He wasn't in yet? He could've sworn he had heard him talking to Alfred a minute ago.

Shaking his head he was just about to leave when he saw the communication device on the table beside the bed.

Wally zipped over to it, he placed it in his ear, tapping it curiously.

Was it his' or Bats'?

"Batman," greeted him a familiar voice.

"Supes!" Wally smiled immediately.

"Flash! It's good to hear from you. What are you doing awake?"

"Late night snack and all that. Why are you awake? Isn't it like...1 am?"

"2am actually and monitor duty."

"Ah, the only thing I really don't miss," Wally nodded to himself knowingly.

Clark chuckled in response. "We miss you too Wally. It's awfully quiet up here without you."

"Hah! I bet you're just saying that to make me feel good. What is it I heard about Kara trying to start a weight lifting contest up there!?"

"Don't remind me. It took ages to convince everyone that it was a bad idea."

Wally just laughed and put a hand through his hair, only to startle at his hand being grabbed and Wally being turned around.

Bruce stood there with a slight frown, which's strength didn't suffer from the fact that he was dripping wet and standing there in only a towel.

Well, that explained where Bruce had gone off to.

"Listen Supes. I gotta go but I'll be back soon. Promise!"

"Of course. Take care, Flash. Have a pleasant night."

The call ended and Wally took out the communicator while smiling at Bruce. "Clark's missing me."

"I know." Of course Bruce knew. He took the communicator from Wally and placed it in his ear. "You aren't cleared for duty yet."

"I said soon, not now."

"You have yet to learn to say no."

Which might have been a valid argument, if it weren't for Wally's amazing idea. "I know, you tend to remind me but," a dramatic pause followed. "What if I promise to report any communication to you at the end of the day or immediately or something? Your need to control things will be pleased and I can get back into the suit."

It was a solid idea. A good idea. Bruce couldn't keep Wally away from the suit. Not if he really wanted to put it on. While he still wasn't back to one hundred percent, Wally still felt good enough to go back to everything.

And with Bats there to control his communications for a little while what really could go wrong?

Bruce narrowed his eyes and his lips thinned into a line. The thought of Wally going back to duty when he wasn't capable of saying no wasn't one he liked to entertain.

He also had enough work without looking over Wally's communications.

"Alright."

Wally grinned widely at Bruce and threw himself at him, his arms around the bigger man. Only to pull away again.

"You're the best, which also brings me to another thing! I wanted to know if the deal is still available?"

"Deal?"

"Yeah, you know? I tell you what we painted a new lovely color and only Dick gets in trouble?" Because Dick deserved that.

Bruce looked Wally over, one eyebrow skeptical lifted. "Why the sudden change of heart in loyalty?"

"Because Dick knew what was going to happen when he asked me if I could do something for him. He knew." How couldn't he have known? Wally would always stick to his best friend but he had to be punished nonetheless.

Bruce crossed his arms, making an imposing figure which just his towel. "We wouldn't be here if he hadn't done so."

"That doesn't matter!...maybe it does but I know you want to know what the repainted." Wally could remain silent about it and never get to know when Bruce found out. Except for news articles but that would require a lot of luck.

"Deal. But be aware that I need to give you a small punishment. Something harmless"

That wasn't the deal he had hoped for but beggars couldn't be choosers, right? Sure, Wally could just not tell but then his punishment might actually be a punishment. "Fine, deal. We kinda misled you there. We didn't repaint something but filled your explosive Batarangs with the paint. They still work but they also paint everything a pretty blue!"

Wally grinned at Bruce, despite the punishment that loomed in his future. He just found it hilarious. Imagining Bats who wanted to cross someone's plans, only to be surprised himself was too good.

He had loved the idea from the beginning.

Heck, it even looked like as if the corner of Bruce's mouth had twitched upwards! That counted as a victory as good as any.

"Soooo...about my punishment…" Maybe he could still turn this around. With an amused Bruce and a mix between a puppy look and a sexy pout Wally still might have a chance of escape.

"Monitor Duty. For a week." Simple as that.

"What?! I just told Clark how much I don't miss that!" Desperate, Wally let himself fall onto Bruce's bed and buried his face in the fresh sheets.

"So I heard."

"It's not fair!"

"I'll make it up to you."

"Oh really and how do you think you c-" A towel, a warm and wet towel, landed over Wally's face while the bed dipped slightly lower before a heavy weight settled against his side.

"I'm pretty sure I can think of something," Bruce said with a smirk of his own.