A/N: Thanks for all the great reviews! I'm going on a cruise next Tuesday and will be away for ten days, so I'm trying to get a new chapter up here and for Love Runs Deep as soon as I can, since I'll be away for a while.

Snapping to attention, he and Artemis both tensed in defensive positions, scanning the ballroom for the source of the explosion. Women in expensive, constricting gowns and men in stiff (obviously rented) tuxedos were screaming bloody murder and scrambling around like decapitated chickens.

Everyone, be at the rendezvous point in two minutes, M'gann's voice floated in Wally's head.

"Go," Artemis urged him. "I'll be right there, I've gotta go change." he nodded silently and sped off toward the stairs next to the back exit. While zooming up, he clicked the ring on his left hand and literally spun into his Kid Flash uniform, his suit sucked back into the case.

He burst through the door and found most of the Team. Raquel and Zatanna were there already because their magic allowed easy and quick costume changes. Superboy had simply ripped off his Oxford, revealing the usual back shirt and red 'S' underneath. M'gann, being a Martian, needed only to shape shift her outfit, and Kaldur was wearing his costume with a blazer the whole time, anyways.

Where are Robin and Artemis? he and Zatanna demanded at the same time.

I'm sure they'll be here, they've got a minute and a half to spare, M'gann soothed. In the meantime, why don't we-

No time for that, Miss M, came an unmistakable voice, and a second later the two Gothamites themselves flew through the doorway.

What took so long? Raquel wondered, hands on hips, sniggering a bit when the ever coordinated Robin tripped over his cape.

We were changing, Artemis grinned. No superpowers to help us.

What, together? Zatanna yelped, and M'gann giggled.

We don't have time for this usual garbage, Connor scowled before either Rob or Artemis could answer. Let's just get in there and beat up whatever punk blew up this place and leave! He punched his hand in anticipation.

I agree, Kaldur stated. It is neither the time nor the place for idle chit-chat. We have a mission to focus on. Kid Flash, Rocket, you two take the north entrance. Miss Martian, Zatanna, the south. Robin, Artemis-Wally inwardly groaned, (Why, Kaldur, why?)-will handle the east. Superboy and I will hold the Main Entrance on the west side. Report via psychic link any evidence you find. Any questions? His gaze was stern on the seven teens assembled in front of him. No? Good. Deploy.

Almost instantly they were out of the room and into the fray. Rocket hovered next to him, casting temporary force fields to shield the elite Parisians from falling debris.

"The sky is falling, the sky is falling!" Wally muttered, and she chucked at the appropriate allusion. He zipped around the perimeter twice, then through the masses three times (it never hurt to be thorough) before rounding back to Rocket.

"I think we're good, I didn't- hey, hold on a sec!" He stared at a figure in the distance. "Is that Black Spider?"

"Fits the description," Rocket mused, and they both studied the figure as it came closer, jumping-no, slinging its way across the floor!

Guys, Wally thought loudly. We've found our guy.

Black Spider, Raquel put in. Then, as an afterthought, Kid Flash scoped him out. Wally grinned and sort-of punched her shoulder in appreciation.

Black Spider? Artemis' voice could best be described as amused but sad. He used to babysit me and Jade when we were younger. There was a pause as no one knew what to say, and Wally swore he could hear the crickets chirping.

Well, said Robin, breaking the silence, Nice to know he was a good influence. Everyone laughed, but Wally couldn't help but feel a bit jealous that it was Rob who had a better reaction to Artemis' life than himself.

I see him too, M'gann suddenly said. Sending a mental image to everyone now. Proceed to attack and detain once location is confirmed. The effects of her picture were instantaneous; simultaneously, the eight of them leapt high into the air from various places and converged onto Black Spider.

The villain held up his hands in mock surrender.

"Oh, I'm so scared. The League's baby cleanup crew is here to arrest me!" He threw his head back and laughed.

"Enough games, Eric," Artemis growled as she notched an arrow. "Just tell us why you're here and make it easy for everyone."

Black Spider, or "Eric", apparently, stumbled back a bit at her words. "How do you know my name?" he frowned. She smiled darkly and aimed her weapon at his arm.

"Artemis isn't just my hero name," was her explanation. The whites of Eric's mask widened before his hand was roughly pinned to the ground. Superboy then grabbed him up and held him close to his face.

"Why are you here? What do the Shadows want?" Connor's glare was intensifying, almost like he really had heat vision. He even shook the spider around for good measure.

Dude, stop! You'll rip his arm off! Wally yelled in his head. The clone abruptly dropped Black Spider onto the cold marble, rendering him unconscious.

Great. Raquel's tone was sarcastic. Now how are we supposed to interrogate him?

No worries, M'gann seemed unnaturally calm. I can still read his mind. Her eyes glowed with a jade color, and she soon turned to face the rest of the Team, a somber expression on her face. No one else is here, she assured. Black Spider was only here to explode the ceiling and scare everyone. It was a warning to the owner of this hotel, Étienne-Guillaume Chevalier, who is being blackmailed by Ra's al Ghul. Chevalier tried to resist, reporting to local authorities, and as a result, got his ballroom roof of his hotel blasted off. There are more bombs, set to detonate fifteen minutes after the first, located at each corner, both floor and roof.

I'm on it, Robin volunteered. I can diffuse any bomb in my sleep. With one hand. Upside down. He cackled.

Wait, Zatanna said."Nibor ylpitlum." Seven new Robins sprung up around the original.

"Asterous," they all grinned cheekily at the same time. Wally found it a bit unnerving.

Go, you only have eight minutes left, Aqualad warned. They all sped off. The rest of us must stay and fix the damage done to the ballroom. Groaning, Wally zoomed around, picking up bits of the roof and tossing them back to Superboy, who was piling everyone's collections in the center.

When they were done and Black Spider was being hauled away into a van, a timid young man approached them.

"Please, if you will, the Police chief wishes for a word," he mumbled in a heavy accent. "They speak only French."

"I'll go," Artemis responded. "I'm half French and I speak it fluently."

"Oh, really? I didn't know that," Rob grinned.

"Oui, c'est vrai. La seule raison que vous avez passe les examens trimestriels c'est parce que je vous tutore." Artemis rolled her eyes.

"Vrai, c'est vrai. I vous dois encore que la creme glacee."

Wally had no idea what to say, or even think, but thankfully the scrawny intern spoke up. "Si vous pouviez s'il vous plait me suivre. Le chef est en attente." The three of them walked away where a thin, young redheaded woman stood next to a portly man, his arm around a beautiful and kind faced brunette. Wally could see them exchanging words, and soon the whole party walked back towards them.

"Guys, this is Police Chief Cecilia Mercier," the redhead nodded, "and she wants to thank us for saving the people and finding Black Spider." Aqualad stepped forward and shook her hand solemnly, their stoic expressions revealing no clues as to what they were thinking. "And this is Étienne-Guillaume Chevalier." The large man looked like a French Santa, with rosy cheeks and a big grin, dark and wavy hair and a mustache.

"Allow me to introduce my wife, Josette," and the beautiful lady curtseyed gracefully.

"I am honored to meet the young heroes," she smiled softly. "And where is Aurelie?"

"Who?" Connor asked, and a little girl shot out of the rubble next to his feet. She was dressed in trousers and a sweatshirt, her curls swept into two poorly made pigtails.

"Aurelie!" Josette gasped. "What are you wearing? Is this how you represent the Chevalier family? Where is your evening dress?" The girl shook her head back and forth vehemently.

"The dress is scratchy and long and stupid." She crossed her arms and huffed. Josette frowned.

"Wherever you go, you must show the world that you are proud to be a Chevalier."

"Maybe I should blow it up, like the hotel, then everyone will know who we are." Her answer was met with a round of laughter from everyone except her mother. Chevalier, chuckling loudly, picked his daughter up. "Ah, lighten up, Josette, we have bigger things to attend to right now." They turned to leave, but Aurelie twisted out of her father's hold and scampered over to the Team. Quickly, she hugged each of them in turn, and when she came to Robin, she planted a big, sloppy kiss on his cheek and giggled.

"J'espere que votre petite amie ne me derange pas," she said slyly, looking pointedly at Artemis, whose jaw dropped. Her mother took her hand and led her away into a waiting cab.

"What did she say?" M'gann inquired. Robin and Artemis both looked embarrassed.

"She said, 'I hope your girlfriend doesn't mind,'" Rob admitted. Raquel laughed, Connor and Kaldur smiled. M'gann looked nervously between Rob and Zatanna, the latter who was fuming. Wally could only stare blearily at the taxi glittering in the distance, slowly growing smaller, swimming in and out of his sight.

A/N: Translations (In order)

Artemis: "Yeah, right. The only reason you passed the midterms is because I tutored you."

Robin: "True, true. I still owe you ice cream."

Intern: "If you could please follow me. The chief is waiting."

Aurelie: "I hope your girlfriend doesn't mind,"

I used Google Translate (not the best source) so sorry if you know French and what I wrote is horrible grammar or language.