Don't own YJ

"Never thought I'd see the day…"

Wally West glances over his shoulder and spots his very good friend, Robin, who seems to be a little tired.

"What? That I'm on time and you're not?" Wally retorts with a tone that is simply dripping with smugness. "The Bat keep you out all night or what?"

"No, I had a club at school I had to go to." Robin responds with a yawn and Wally's ears perk up as they always did when Robin allowed little details of his life to be revealed.

"Mathletes, right?" Wally snickers but pushes himself to his feet nonetheless, "Super nerd."

Robin's eyes roll behind his dark sunglasses but of course, Wally can't see that.

"Coming from the king of the science dweebs?"

Wally's grin never fades and Robin can't help but enjoy that, "Hey man, it's good to be king."

It's been three weeks since he's told Wally his secret identity and he's never felt happier in his life. It was one less secret that he had to keep, one less lie he had to tell and one less person he had to keep at an arm's distance.

Bruce was adamant about keeping his identity a secret from the protégé of the Flash even though Robin was fairly certain that the Flash knew who Batman was.

"Wally is a good kid," Bruce had given that compliment away, "But he's reckless and the last thing we need is another liability."

Still, Robin had told him and there was no going back.

As they walk towards an arcade, Robin dips his hand into his pocket and fishes out something he's been working on for weeks. It's a small silver disc, easily placed in one's ear and acts as a communicator.

"Heads up." He tosses the disc at Wally who catches it before Robin can even blink. He examines it and another grin spreads across his face.

"Sweet! A communicator with built in frequencies." Wally supplies, "When did you finish it?"

Robin shrugs, "Last night before patrol."

"Man, it's pretty awesome…" Wally fits it into his ear easily, "Sure beats using the telephone anyway."

Robin nods in agreement. He likes the days that they meet up just as Wally and Dick, two teens who just like to kick back and play games.

Two hours later, Robin receives a call from Batman with a low groan, "I have to get back to Gotham."

Wally sighs in mock exasperation. That was another good thing about having friends in the superhero business; they understood 'The Job'.

"I call you to test out the com links tonight, cool?" Robin adds as Wally nods and heads down another alley to get changed and zip back to Central City.

Robin checks his coordinates again before calling back his R-cycle to take it back to Gotham.

Wally is coming back from getting ice cream with his Uncle when a tick in his ear causes him to jump while walking on the stairs in his own home.

"Wally?" His mother calls from the living room, "Are you alright?"

"Uh…yeah mom…" Wally takes the last of the stairs using his super speed but shuts his door quietly, "Rob?"

"Just seeing how the communicator's working…is the sound good on your end?"

"Yeah, man. What's up?"

He can hear Robin typing away on something that he would like to think is the Bat Computer. "So, Batman got called to a League meeting."

"Huh, Flash did too. He did get me ice cream first though."

Robin goes quiet for some time and Wally fills the silence by digging through his desk drawer, "So do you wanna come with me to finish the patrol?"

Wally jerks his hand out of the desk drawer to pump it in the air. Patrolling in Gotham is like a dream come true for a sidekick looking for experience but Wally knows it's also dangerous and that Flash has told him outright that he wasn't allowed to patrol Gotham unless Batman was with him.

Still…

"I'll be there in five minutes."

Gotham isn't the best place for running.

It's not flat and open like Central City or Keystone but it has its upsides. The way the city is set up, it's a test of reflex which Wally knows he needs work on. The buildings are easy to scale when he has the right momentum but he does take two tries to reach the top of the Gotham public library where Robin is already waiting.

"Some speedster, you took six minutes."

Wally throws his hands up in the air, "I traveled like five hundred miles!"

Robin snickers and brings up his holo-screen from his gauntlet, "Whatever." He types a few things and ignores how Wally paces behind him impatiently, tapping his foot every so often for effect.

"Man, if I had known we'd be sitting around for like ten minutes I would've taken my time getting here."

Robin shakes his head, "Some of these things the cops can handle, I'm looking for something…-Ah! Sweet, dude. Bank Robbery."

Wally grins wildly and looks towards Robin for direction; the younger teen is already shooting off a grapple line and swinging off the roof. He follows with ease, zipping through the buildings while keeping Robin within sight.

Robin stops and drops down to the ground, ducking around a corner and waving for Wally to join him.

Wally pulls his goggles down and turns them on in the direction of the bank, "Three guys inside. Two big ones and one skinny one."

Robin slams a fist into his hand, "Only three? We can handle this."

Wally nods, he's faced tougher odds, they both have. "We can take the back and sneak up on 'em."

Robin thinks it over for a moment, "I got a better idea."

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