A/N: Hi! Thanks for reading my new story!

Note: This is set in the future (they're all over 21) and they don't have powers. Superboy and Aqualad probably won't be in this too much, and in this story, Artemis is Robin's sister. Also, Megan is human (she'll look like she does in Targets, except older of course).

Sober Up and Admit It

Chapter 1: Alcohol Shouldn't Solve the Problem (But It Really Does)

Wally leaned against the food table and watched his fiancé Megan gossip and giggle with her girls.

He downed another drink.

It's not like he wasn't happy with Megan…okay, that was a lie. But that didn't mean he didn't like her. Things were just…different now.

After flirting with her incessantly for two years and asking her out for another four months, Megan had finally accepted. And things were great. For a while. After five amazing months, he lost that feeling. He told her he loved her, when he didn't really, and then he proposed to her.

Wally took out his Emergency Flask and took a swig of vodka.

Anyway, he had proposed to her because even though he didn't want to marry her (he wasn't even sure if he wanted to get married), he didn't want to lose her. Let's face it, if they broke up, he'd hurt her feelings (he would never want that to happen), and they'd stop being friends (he could never imagine not being friends with her). Also, call him a pig if you will, she was fun to make out with.

He felt bad though, he really did.

"Hey, Wally," Wally looked up to see his best man, Dick Grayson standing in front of him with some blonde. He wore a black jacket, pants, and tie with a white button-down much like Wally's, and the girl was wearing a knee-length dress with a green ribbon below her bust. The top above the ribbon was white and the skirt was black. She carried a green clutch.

"Hey," Wally mumbled. "Who's the girl?"

His best friend frowned. "Don't tell me you forgot. Actually I'm not surprised, considering how drunk you were that afternoon." As Dick began to explain, Wally began to remember what happened a week ago.

Wally lay on the couch on his stomach. His chin rested on the arm-rest and his arms hung over it. It was only noon, and the young adult had already guzzled six bottles of beer and some tequila.

The front door closed shut and he could hear the sound of his roommate's keys and jacket being tossed on the counter. Dick took a seat cross-legged so he was level with his friend.

"Hey, Wally. How ya doin'?"

"Good…"

"Hey, listen, I gotta tell you something."

"Mmm?" Wally began studying his fingers. He rotated his hands and wiggled his fingers.

"My sister, Artemis, is coming to town for a month or so, and I promised her I would show her around Rhode Island when she gets here."

Wally grabbed Dick's fingers and began watching his. "A-a-a-nywa-y-y, her plane is scheduled to arrive the day of your engagement party, so I was wondering if I could pick her up from the airport, and then take her to the party with me. Would that be okay?"

"Sure, anything for you, buddy," Wally patted his friends cheek and Dick winced in surprise.

"Right, I better ask Megan. See you later."

"Oh, yeahhh," said Wally.

"So, are you drunk yet?" Grayson asked. Sometimes, Wally would be terribly drunk (like when he asked if Artemis could attend the party), but most of the time, Wally was very good at faking coherency.

"Yep."

Dick rolled his eyes. He did not support his friend's drinking one bit. They've gotten into fights over it countless times, and he didn't even know how many time's he'd tried to trick Wally into an AA meeting. Wally was in denial. "This is my sister Artemis. Artemis, this is my best friend Wally."

"Hi, Wally, nice to meet you," Artemis smiled politely and stuck her hand out.

Wally laughed and took her hand. He faked a British accent. "The pleasure is all mine, dear Miss Grayson," He bowed.

Artemis giggled and then said in a southern accent, "Why, I do believe I'm quite charmed to meet your acquaintance."

Wally chuckled. "Well played."

Dick shook his head. "You guys are such dorks. Come on, sis, I'll let you meet everyone else." Artemis waved goodbye, and Wally tipped an imaginary hat to her.

Later in the party, after Wally had snuck away from Megan and the pack of girls, he was back at the table drinking. He had been there for a while, just watching the party go on, when Artemis came up to him.

"Hey," Wally greeted Dick's sister.

"Hey," She stood beside him.

"So, where did you come from?"

"I just escaped from those gossipers over there," She gestured to Megan and the other women.

"Ooh, been there, done that."

"Yeah, don't wanna go there again."

"Me neither, but I had meant where do you live?"

"Ohhh, L.A."

"Shmancy."

"Yeah. I'm so over it, though. It's all superficial divas that wish they were in Hollywood."

"They can't all be that way." Artemis gave him a look. "Okay, then again, I've never been to L.A. Maybe you just need to meet the right people."

"I guess so…" She absent-mindedly traced shapes on the table.

"What do you do for a living?"

"I'm a teacher at a high school. That way I can teach the archery team."

"Archery?"

"Yup. How about you? What do you do?"

"Well," He gloated, "I was an Olympic track star."

"Really?" She asked with fake impression. "And how many times has that been used by you as a pick-up line?"

"Hmm…many. But in all seriousness, that was my profession."

"Which events did you do?"

"Sprints. I got four gold medals, and two silvers."

"How come you don't do it anymore?"

"Injured my knee. It's healed now, but I could never run as fast as I could be before…"

"Sorry," The archer coach went back to imaginary doodling with her finger.

"Do you do that a lot?"

"What? Oh, yeah I guess when I'm bored."

"Hey, I'll have you know I'm a very fun person!"

"Sure…"

"I'm a party animal!"

"Yeah, I can tell!" She picked up one of his empty beer bottles. He glared teasingly and snatched it out of her hand. Artemis laughed. "So…does Megan know about your problem?"

"I don't have a problem. If you're talking about the amount of my alcohol intake, no, she doesn't know. I won't let her know. But it's not a problem. I can stop anytime I want."

"Oh, really? Anytime? So, you don't need this?" The girl picked up Wally's flask.

"You evil little…"

"I think I'll hold onto this," She put the alcohol in her clutch and walked away.

Although upset, he smiled and watched her leave. Maybe he wouldn't need any alcohol for a while.

So, I don't know when I'll have the next chapter up, but I want to work on it tonight and tomorrow.

Thanks! Review and R&R my other stories, too please!

Love, J