48 hours.

Artemis had been awake for forty-eight hours and counting. Life had been busy for the archer. She had just finished finals and she had been studying seemingly non stop. However, there was good news on home front. All that was done and she was on vacation for a week so she was crashing at Mount Justice and all she had to do before she slept for an entire weekend was take a shower.

They had just come back from a mission—one that had resulted in Artemis being covered in goo from the intestines of some hideous monster, and they had been debriefed and now she was feeling the foolishness of her lack sleep. She only hoped that she didn't accidentally drown herself in the shower—which would be quite the amazing feat if she did say so herself.

She made her way to the girl's shower room and entered one of the stalls and enthusiastically began ridding herself of grime and gunk revealing in the feel of the hot water against her skin. She knew hot water was bad for showers but it didn't stop her from doing it anyway. Because sometimes it didn't matter that something that felt so good was bad for you.

She didn't know how long she had been in the shower, but she did know that when she finished she felt fabulously clean even though she was barely standing. She stumbled out of the showers wrapped in nothing but a towel but before she could make it completely out in the corner of her eye she caught sight of a figure showering as well. She squinted her eyes as she couldn't really see because of the steam. At first she assumed it was M'gann but after straining her eyes she knew that was wrong.

The first thing she noticed was the dark hair which confused her because it was short. There were no female members of her team with short, dark hair. Actually there were no members of the team at all with dark hair unless you counted Zatanna and Artemis didn't. Artemis yawned and involuntarily took a step closer only for her vision to clear and realize that she wasn't looking at a female. She was looking at a male. A very delicious male at that. He had a rear end that you could bounce a coin off of. The muscles in his back rippled as he moved in a hypnotic manner.

Artemis didn't realize that she was steadily getting closer to the gift from the gods until he moved quickly grabbing her and pining her roughly against the shower stall they currently occupied. The jostling loosened her towel and it was only their bodies pressed together that held it up. Her lips parted slightly as she looked at who actually held her only to realize that it was Dick Grayson the billionaire son of Bruce Wayne from her school. Artemis let out an amused chuckle realizing that she was dreaming.

"Artemis." He rasped out. There was something about the way he said her name that sent shivers down her spine and made her tingle in places that she wouldn't name. She wanted him to say her name like that again.

She pushed Dick away slightly and gave him a flirty smile and a thorough look up and down at all his goods not realizing immediately that when she pushed him away her towel dropped and hit the ground.

"Nice Grayson. Very nice." She said watching as his face turned fire engine red. She looked down at herself and slowly reached down and grabbed her towel in what she assumed was a very sexy way. She wrapped herself up and sauntered away leaving a shocked Dick Grayson in her wake.