Author: thecivilunrest

Fandom: Young Justice

Story Title: "Walk in My Direction"

Summary: I won't tell your heart where to go, or make it feel something it won't.

Character/Relationship(s): Wally West/Artemis Crock, M'gann M'orzz/Conner Kent, Kaldur'ahm/Lorena Marquez, Zatanna Zatara/Babs Gordon, Ollie Queen/Dinah Lance, Mary West/Randy West, Dick Grayson, Roy Harper, Lian Harper, Jade Crock

Rating: T

Warnings: Language

Story Word Count: 900+ (this chapter) 15000+ all together

Disclaimer: I don't own anything recognizable. Young justice belongs to Warner Brothers and all other affiliated titles.

Notes: It's done! I can hardly believe it myself, haha. This was such a crazy ride. My first chaptered fic for YJ is complete, and I'm really happy about that. It took me a while but that's it haha. I decided to finish this fic for Wally/Artemis Week because it's better than writing a fic for the prompt "grass." (Totally Annica's idea.) I also want to give a huge shout out to Claire, who listened to me talk about this story and helped me get through some bumps in the road, haha. And anyway, I hope you all enjoyed this because it's finally (finally, finally) complete. Eep!

Walk in My Direction

The cup of tea in her hand warmed her whole body. She tried to focus on that, the warmth, instead of the bile that was creeping its way up her throat and the unsteadiness that had taken over her vision.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Wally asked, his worried face suddenly in front of hers. He sounded far away, like he was in the next room instead of in front of her.

"I'm fine," she gasped, and put a hand on his shoulder so that she didn't fall. Things were spinning, spinning fast, and her head felt like it was cracking in two. Her grip tightened, and she heard Wally make a noise of pain.

He called her name, but he was even farther than before until she couldn't hear him. The roaring in her ears drowned him out and the crack in her forehead throbbed until she saw nothing at all.

.x.

Wally hated seeing Artemis in hospitals. He'd done it too often this year, but at least this time he was there for the entire thing. He got to ride in the ambulance, and he'd held her limp hand the whole way there.

He'd only been separated from her for a while before he'd gotten to see her again. He might have had to pull a few strings and fudge a few things, but it was completely worth it.

Seeing her prone in her hospital bed reminded him of the accident, though, and how terrified he'd been. He hadn't wanted to leave for a second, but he'd had to. And he'd had to stay in his Flash costume for twelve hours too long. He couldn't have just left her, though. She never would have left him.

That was why he was here with her now, sitting in one of the uncomfortable hospital chairs, hoping to God that she woke up. The doctors didn't seem to know what was wrong with her, just something about head trauma. Again.

Wally had told them about the way that she had said her head hurt, but he hadn't thought that her injury could happen again, especially when no force had been put upon her. They had just been walking home from their date. They had just kissed.

That was it.

He growled in frustration. He hated this. He hated waiting and he especially hated seeing Artemis unconscious. Again.

He wasn't even paying attention when her heart rate spiked, or when she opened her eyes. He wouldn't have noticed that she was awake until she put her hand on his arm. He jumped at the touch, but when he saw Artemis okay all he felt was relief.

Please don't tell me that you forgot me again.

But she couldn't have. Not with the way that she was looking at him. It was the way that she looked at him before, and the way that she had been coming to look at him again. The sight of it clogged his throat.

"I remember," she said.

Wally didn't do anything for a minute. He couldn't, physically couldn't. "How?" he finally croaked out, and tried not to tear up.

"Remember what M'gann said? It was true. I remember everything. Every stupid moment. Like us kissing on New Year's, and how I was afraid that you hated me after everything with the mission we went on with Roy and Kaldur. Our first date, when we went to prom together even though I didn't want to at Gotham Academy, but you and Nightwing insisted for some reason. Everything."

"I'm glad." He tried to smile at her, but he wasn't quite sure what his face was doing.

"I just want to know one thing, though," she said, stopping him from leaning in so that he could kiss her. Because God he wanted to kiss her. She bit her lip. "Would you have kept loving me, if I hadn't remembered?"

There was no way that he could know the answer to that, not really. Not ever. But he couldn't tell her that, so he told her the thing that was the closet to the truth.

"It's always been you. I don't love the things that you remembered about us, or anything like that. If I had met you last year, or today, or if I was going to meet you tomorrow or years from now. I would love you. Because you're you. Everything else doesn't matter. But you do. You matter."

He didn't have to lean in this time. She did it for him.

Fin.