A/N: Thank you to Kyer, JDP95, Yolinanimai, Jess Marylin, and 1Superman4Me for reviewing. Special thank you to Jess Marylin and JDP95 for reviewing on all chapters, with only one exception. I say this now because, sadly, this is the last chapter for this story, and I want to give credit where credit is due. Thanks to everyone who favorited or subscribed, and thanks for all your input and comments. I hope you enjoy this last chapter as much as you enjoyed the rest of the story.

Chapter Ten

A muted murmur of voices came to Wally's attention as he slowly regained consciousness, emerging from the blank darkness that held him. The words were all blending together, making it impossible to discern who was talking – but he knew those voices. Blinking his eyes open, he was elated to see Superman, Batman, Diana, J'onn, Shayera, Nightwing, and – yes, even John! – all exactly as he remembered them, all with wide, welcoming smiles on their faces.

"Wally! Welcome back!" Superman was the first to speak – he was probably the first to know he was awake.

Wally slowly sat up, eyeing his friends suspiciously. They looked exactly like the League he knew – but then, so had the other League.

"What date is it?" he inquired cautiously.

"October third," J'onn replied. "You've been gone one month."

Well, that added up. But Wally wasn't taking any chances. He glanced at Green Lantern (He's alive! He's alive!) and asked, "John, what finger do you wear your power ring on?"

GL frowned, clearly puzzled as he raised his hand to show Wally the ring nestled on his middle finger. "Third. Why?"

Ignoring him for the moment, Wally shifted his gaze to Nightwing and inquired, "What are you doing here?"

"I'm a reserve Leaguer, remember?" Nightwing replied. "I've been filling in for you from time to time."

Wally nodded absently. "How's Babs?" he threw out suddenly.

"Fine," Nightwing answered, mystified. "She just won the gymnastics trophy in Gotham's college sports."

So Barbara wasn't in a wheelchair. Thank God, Wally thought in relief. But he wasn't done yet.

"What year did the Flash Museum open?" This was directed at Batman, who had been watching Wally thoughtfully.

Batman raised an eyebrow. "Shouldn't you know? It's your museum."

"Please, Bats – just answer the question."

"2010."

So far, so good. But Wally still had one last question – one final thing detail of his life that no other alternate self of his would have, no matter how similar their universes were.

"One more thing," he said softly. "What's my full name?"

John peered at him in some concern. "Wally, are you okay?"

"Fine," the speedster replied.

"Why don't you know your name?" Diana inquired.

"I do," said Wally. "I just really need to hear one of you say it."

"Wally, are you sure?" Nightwing asked, with a significant glance towards Batman. The hidden meaning in his tone was obvious to Wally.

"I'm sure," the other confirmed. "We got past the whole secret identity thing a long time ago."

Nightwing nodded, understanding. "So...do you want your full name...or your full name?"

"My full name."

Nightwing shrugged, a smile quirking one corner of his lips. "Wallace Rudolph Valentino West."

That cinched it. He was home. Wally's face split into an impossibly wide grin, and he didn't even care that John looked amused by the 'Valentino' in his name and would probably tease him about it later.

"What's with the Grand Inquisition, Wally?" Shayera questioned.

Wally's smile did not fade. "Just checking."

"Checking what?" GL wanted to know.

"That I'm really home." Wally looked at the Lantern. Now that he had ascertained that he belonged here, he allowed his emotions free rein, and nearly vibrated with pure joy at the sight of his best friend, alive and well. Impulsively, Wally hugged GL, who was startled at first – but then his expression softened.

"I missed you too, Wally," he said sincerely, returning his hug.

Wally then took turns hugging everyone, even Batman – whether the Dark Knight liked it or not – and then settled back against the wall with a peaceful smile on his face, content to drink in every detail of his friends.

Diana (Praise the gods, she's in her normal armor! Wally thought) noticed him staring. "What?" she questioned curiously.

"Nothing," said Wally. "Just…you have no idea how glad I am to see you guys."

"The feeling is mutual, Wally," J'onn returned with a smile. "Many people have been waiting for you."

"What happened while you were gone?" Batman inquired inquisitively.

Wally exhaled as he thought of his little adventure in that other universe. "It's a bit of a long story."

"We have time."

Wally shrugged, willing to tell his tale then and there if Batman insisted – but Nightwing observed how heavily he was leaning against the wall, and how tired his face looked despite his trying to hide it.

"We'll have plenty of time to hear it later," the Titan leader interjected. "I'm sure Wally would like to get some rest."

Shayera glanced at Wally, who smiled ruefully and nodded.

"It wasn't easy getting home," he said by way of explanation.

"Of course," Superman agreed considerately. "Get some sleep, Wally. We'll talk later. GL, Shayera, can you take him to his room?"

"We got it," GL responded. He and Shayera made their way over to Wally. "Come on, kid – you look ready to drop."

"Wally."

Wally paused on his way to the door and turned back, surprised by Batman's unexpected interruption.

Batman merely smiled in response to the speedster's quizzical gaze. "It's good to have you back."

Wally beamed at him for a minute before Shayera shooed him out, declaring that she wasn't going to carry him to his room if he fell asleep here.

"Rest up, Wally," GL said as they dropped him off at his room onboard the Watchtower (his room, not some other Flash's – how delightful!). "If you need anything, we're at the bridge."

"Thanks, guys."

Shayera hugged him again, the tips of her feathered wings brushing against his costume. "I'm glad you're back," she whispered in his ear. "Kar-anhal dez."

"What does that mean?" Wally asked.

"Little brother."

With caring concern in their eyes, she and GL left, and Wally closed the door and plopped down immediately on his bed.

"Finally…" he murmured happily.

He was exhausted – the precise trip through the Speed Force had taken a lot out of him – and every muscle in his body was aching, but at that moment, as he fell into a blissful sleep, Wally West, the Flash, the Fastest Man Alive, couldn't have been happier.

He was home.

A/N: There is a saying..."East or west, hame [home] is best", which I find to be very true.

Thank you in advance to everyone who will read and/or review this story. It's been a blast, folks. Till next time!