RGS Chapter 13

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Princess Of Flames: YEP! Don't worry though, YOU SHALL HAVE MORE OF ROBIN IN CHAPTER 14! YAY!

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Wally's P.O.V.

From what I knew, Robin was back and healing well.

...at least he was back to normal.

I wasn't allowed to see them though, Uncle Barry had me grounded to the couch, until my leg healed. Which was fine. Just fine...

I mean, who wouldn't want to sit around and do nothing?

I let out a frustrated huff. I've been sitting on my Aunts couch for hours, my butt was numb.

Just waiting, waiting, for my Uncle to give me the good news, take me to Rob, just so I can see for myself if he's really okay or not.

The home phone started ringing. I sighed, waiting for Aunt Iris to pick it up from upstairs.

But it rang...

And rang...

And rang.

Aunt Iris was busy so I rolled over to the desk beside the couch, taking the phone in my hand.

"Allen House," I spoke nonchalantly, casually putting my foot on the coffee table in front of me.

"Wally." It was short, gruff, but I knew who it was immediately.

My eyes lit up, "Bruce! Can I see him?" I asked excitedly.

"Yes, Friday. He wants you to come to the manor for dinner."

"I'll be there!" I almost hung up on him, but paused, adding slowly, "thanks, really. I know you probably want some alone time with him."

You could here a sigh in the background. "I really just want him home for a bit. I think you coming over'll help him perk up a bit more. He blames himself for your leg. That's what Canary says."

I groaned, of course he would. "I'll clear that up Fri-"

A distant "Batman!" in the background cut me off.

"Is that-?" I asked but Bruce cut me off.

"Got to go." And the other line was dead. I set the home phone back down, frowning. Sounded like trouble...

M'gann's P.O.V.

Physically, I guess I was fine. Emotionally? That's another story.

I sat in the main living room of the old Justice League's quarters: Mount Justice. The only current occupants being myself, Conner, and Wolf.

Conner worked out in the gym; he'd invited me, but I couldn't bring myself up to it. Don't get me wrong, I love training with Superboy, but today I just wasn't feeling up for it. So I let him blow off steam alone, well, excluding Wolf, who was sleeping in the corner the gym, last I saw.

I levitated in our living room, inhaling through my nose, exhaling through my mouth. I tried collecting my thoughts through all of the thick emotions that hung in the air like a heavy blanket.

I wasn't only riding the waves of my own emotions, but also those of my fellow teammates. I had become so attached to them, they've become like my second family; but being attached has its downsides. My mind becomes emotionally attached to theirs, so I was literally feeling their emotions.

My eyes furrowed in full concentration, emotions were crashing around me like a freight train. Worry, Pain, Guilt, Boredom, Surprised, Frustration, Annoyed, Confusion, Excitement, Impatience, Anger, to name a few.

I tried placing those emotions on who I thought they belonged to. I peered into the eyes of Artemis, wondering what emotions I was feeling from her.

Frustration bounced back immediately. I saw Artemis, sitting in her room, she had a book on Earth's Science laid in front of her, a note book placed in her lap. She scribbled on the notebook paper, eyes furrowed, but she didn't seem focused on the task. She was preoccupied by her own thoughts, thoughts of people. I looked into those thoughts for a brief moment, seeing faces. I saw Wally, Robin, her sister...

I pulled out. I wasn't going to snoop.

I then turned to Aqualad. His thoughts were mainly focused on his mentor, so it took a moment to find his emotions that filled my head. His thoughts would ever so often float off of what his mentor was saying and to his own mind. Anger, Frustration, and Guilt finally presented itself. Anger at himself, for not being a proper leader, in his eyes, Frustration with himself, and Guilt for not being there to help Robin when he needed it most.

I almost psychically called him, to reassure him, make sure he knew he needn't blame himself, but I knew that would be sticking my nose where it didn't belong. So I restrained.

Next, I peered into the mind of Rocket. Worry came crashing down on me like one hundred pound weights. Rocket was worried about two things, two different kind of worries. Her first worry was for her teammate, obviously. Everyone had this emotion, big and small. The second worry was troubling at first, but then I immediately recognized it. Rocket worried that she didn't belong, didn't fit in. I can definitely relate to that, being a literal Martian on Earth. Rocket worried that she was weak in our eyes, she also worried about maybe not being able to handle the team. I had recognized this because every new person always started with this emotion. Even Zatanna and Artemis when they joined.

I sighed and made a mental note to remind Rocket of her place on the team. I wanted her to feel like she belonged, yet could take a break if she thought she'd need one. I didn't want to loose a friend.

I moved on to Zatanna, instead of searching her thoughts, I checked to see where she was through her eyes, like I had done so with Artemis. Zatanna was staring into the eyes of Zatarra. I felt Anger, Frustration, Annoyed, Worry, and Pain come off in heat waves. She was worried for Robin, but the other emotions came from the picture she was staring at. Her emotional pain of missing Zatarra hit me hard. I tried focusing on her other emotions, but a memory came flooding into my head from Zatanna, I was to late to stop it.

"NO! You don't care! The only person who could understand was MOM!" An angry Zatanna yelled at Zatrra, who looked just as upset.

As soon as it started, the memory stopped. I quickly pulled out. Last seeing Zatanna look in the mirror and bite her lip.

Hello Megan! Don't go longer than you think you have to! I scolded myself.

I tuned to Wally, peering through his eyes, seeing what he was. He was staring at a phone expectantly, Excited, Impatience, and Worry uncovered itself. I couldn't tell what he was all riled up about, but he was definitely anxious. Wally was worried about something...

Nope! Not staying longer than I have to. I thought.

I turned to Conner. What was he thinking...? Was he stressed like me?

'You know you're thinking loudly into our link, right?' I squeaked at the sudden noise. I stood from where I had fallen and turned to the person leaning casually against the frame. Conner looked mildly amused, yet concerned at the same time.

My eyes widened as I processed what he said, and that what he said was in my head. ((AN: Try saying that sentence three times fast...))

"Conner!" I spoke aloud. "How much did you hear?" I spoke just above a whisper.

"Enough." He moved to sit down on the couch, gesturing for me to sit next to him.

I sighed dejectedly, letting myself fall into the cushions. "I'm not snooping," I hurriedly defended myself. "I just... Need to do this. Organizing the emotions in my head helps me..." sleep was said in my head, but aloud I said, "get rid of this giant headache."

Conner quirked an eyebrow. "I can still hear you."

I smacked my fore head, muttering a "Hello Megan!" before slowly looking into his soft eyes.

"You aren't sleeping?" Conner asked, concern not only showing in his eyes, but coming off of him in waves.

"I-" I couldn't bring myself up to lying to him, so I nodded. The Mountain went into deafening silence for hours, it seemed, before he finally answered.

"Why didn't you tell me? Tell the team?"

"I didn't want to worry you. We already had big enough problems and I just... I don't know. I needed awhile to control the emotions."

Conner nodded and leaned back, relaxing in the couch. "I get it." He said, before we went into silence once more.

I finally leaned into him a bit, resting my head on his shoulder. For a moment, all the emotions went away. It was only me, and Superboy. He relaxed me. I felt safe.

I finally allowed my eyes to slip closed for the first time in a few days.

(I AM JUST A LITTLE FORGETFUL LINE. UNIMPORTANT.)

A little bitter sweet moment. I hope this is good guys! THE END IS NEAR