Hey guys! This is my first fanfiction actually posted, so please go easy.

Disclaimer: I do not own Young Justice. Unfortunatly.

"I SWEAR, WALLY WEST, IF YOU DON'T SHARE THAT MILK, I WILL GUT YOU AND FEED YOUR INTESTINES TO THE SHARKS!"

"Too late."

"ARGHHH!"

"HAHAHA!"

*crash*

"Artemis, we have more milk. I made sure to buy—"

"I WANT MY MILK!"

"Hey, don't yell at M'gann!"

"SHUT IT, SUPERBRAT! YOU'RE NEXT!"

"HAHA!"

"YOU HAVE NO ROOM TO TALK, FLASH BOY!"

"Eep."

*crash*

"Perhaps we should—"

"NO, KALDUR! KID MOUTH HAS PULLED HIS LAST PRANK!"

"No, I haven't. I'm gonna pull tons more."

"ARGHHH!"

*smash*

"On Mars, we make peace by—"

*crunch*

"—can't catch me! Can't catch—"

*crash*

"—believe we are beyond sanity—"

*bang*

"—act you're age, not you're IQ—"

*clang*

"—GET BACK HERE, YOU LITTLE PIECE OF SH—"

*shatter*

"—all earthlings so—"

*smash*

"—OUCH! You hit my—"

*slam*

"—trying to say that perhaps we should—"

*boom*

"What the hell is going on in here?"

Silence.

Roy Harper found the Young Justice team in a very interesting situation, to say the least. The kitchen looked like a nuclear implosion. Kaldur was the most civilized, standing on the island in the middle of the kitchen with his bowl of cereal raised to avoid the turmoil. M'gann was levitating, her back against the ceiling and all of the fragile objects not yet broken levitating with her. Superboy was crouched on top of the refrigerator (in a most manly position) with an almost-empty carton of milk clutched in his arms like it was a holy relic. Artemis had Wally in a headlock, rolling in the mess in the middle of the floor and dodging Wally's kicks and fists. They all froze when he entered the room and stared at him like deer caught in headlights.

Artemis let Wally go and he sped over to stand behind Roy before she could do any more damage. She stood, brushed herself off, and hoisted up onto a fruit loop-covered countertop. Seeing that the battle was over, Kaldur got down from the island, M'gann returned all of the levitating objects, and Connor jumped off the fridge (milk still clutched tightly).

"Now," Roy said. "What the hell happened?"

Kaldur answered calmly before anyone else could snap. "Wally drank the last of the milk and Artemis became angry, so she attacked him. We were simply bystanders."

"It's not my fault," Wally cried indignantly. "Arty's just cranky!"

"I swear, Kid Mouth, I will—"

"You want to go again?"

"Alright, alright, ENOUGH!" Roy silenced them again. "Why don't you just act like a team for once? I'm solo and I still know what teamwork is." The tension still didn't disperse, and the young leaguers suddenly couldn't meet each others' eyes. "Did something happen?"

Kaldur's silver eyes filled with grief. "The last mission…did not go well."

"It failed?"

"No, it just…"

Artemis crossed her arms. "…didn't go well."

Roy rolled his hazel eyes. "Yeah, that happens sometimes. It's called suck up and deal."

Wally flinched, M'gann bit her lip, and even Connor looked uncomfortable.

Roy became concerned. What could have happened that would make them act like this? Suddenly, it hit him what was missing. "Hey, where's Robin?"

Silence.

Roy's heart dropped. "Wally, where's Rob?"

"He's…in his room."

Roy's big brother instinct was kicking in (he hadn't felt in…years). "Is he okay? Guys, what happened?"

Seeing as no one had the courage to speak up, Kaldur did. "We were infiltrating an illegal operation. Robin was shutting their systems down and we were supposed to cover him. But…we became distracted and…failed at our designated task. He was injured…quite seriously."

"But," Roy swallowed thickly. "He's okay, right? I mean, he's gonna recover?"

"Red Tornado said he would," Connor replied quietly.

"How long is he supposed to be out?"

Artemis studied the ground distantly. "His injury was…pretty bad."

Roy wasn't sure what to say. He had never felt so terrified for anyone in…years. This was Robin they were talking about. Dick always bounced back. He was like everyone's baby brother. If anything ever happened to the kid, it would destroy him. It would destroy the whole League.

Connor suddenly growled and punched a hole in the counter, causing everyone to jump violently. M'gann laid a hand on his shoulder, but he ignored her.

"Connor," Kaldur warned.

"No, Kaldur! This is our fault! How can you just sit here and pretend like it's okay?"

"No one's pretending anything, Connor, but taking it out on the furniture isn't helping," Artemis said, voice grave.

"Artemis is correct," Kaldur continued. "We all failed. All that we can do now is try and amend our mistakes."

Wally's green eyes flashed with anger. "Mistakes? This is Rob we're talking about! It's not like patching a wall back together! If he had died, that would have been it! There's no way to go back and fix something like that!"

M'gann turned to him. "Wally, that's not what he means. He is simply saying that we cannot linger on what has passed."

Artemis' head snapped up furiously. "Oh, shut it, Princess. Like you have any room to talk. You were right next to him when it happened. What, were you too afraid to get your hands dirty?" she sneered. M'gann gasped and tears filled her eyes.

Connor snarled. "Hey, back off!"

"Or what?"

"Enough!" Kaldur went unheeded.

"I swear, I will rip your head right off your—"

"Back off, Superbrat!" Wally intervened, vibrating with anger.

"WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO?"

"DON'T MESS WITH ME, YOU OVERGROWN APE—"

"—HAVE YOU THROUGH THAT WALL SO FAST—"

"—STOP FIGHTING BEFORE YOU—"

"—PROTECTING YOUR LITTLE MARTIAN GIRLFRIEND—"

"—KEEP ACTING LIKE CHILDREN—"

"Guys?"

That soft voice stopped them cold.

They whipped around toward the hallway. Robin stood in the darkness, watching them. He looked exhausted, leaning against the wall like he lacked the energy to stand. His black glasses were missing, showing weary blue eyes shadowed by unkempt black hair. He wore only a pair of grey sweatpants, showing pale skin and a lean, muscular form. What hit them the hardest, though, were the stark white bandages that wrapped around his entire torso and right arm.

"Why are you yelling?" he asked, voice much softer than they had ever heard it.

The fighting team sobered instantly. "I am sorry, Robin. We did not mean to wake you."

He nodded, then seemed to notice the extra person for the first time. "Roy?"

Roy smiled, expression soft. "Hey, kid. How're you doing?"

Robin gave a small smile, but it didn't reach his eyes. "Honestly, I'm…not feeling the aster." The Young Justice team winced and looked away. If Dick noticed, he didn't comment. "What are you doing here?"

"I came to check in. I didn't know that you were hurt. I hadn't heard anything from League intelligence."

"The League does not know of what has transpired," Kaldur informed, crossing his arms absently.

Roy studied him. "Why?"

"Batman and the top chairs are on an off-planet mission," Robin continued. "If they find out, so does Batman, and I don't want him getting distracted in the middle of a battle. He'll find out when he gets back."

"I'm not sure if he'll be very happy about being kept out of the loop, especially when it concerns you," Roy warned, leaning against the wall.

Robin shrugged and continued into the kitchen. "He'll get over it. It's not like I haven't…" He suddenly paled, eyes squeezed shut in pain. He swayed on his feet and would have hit the floor had Wally not caught him.

"Easy, man. Just take it easy," he said softly as Roy came up beside him.

Robin grasped Roy's arm and leaned into him for support. "I'm fine. Sorry," he said hoarsely.

Without a word, Roy and Wally helped their 'little brother' into the living room, sitting him on the dark sofa. Roy and Wally sat on either side, looking like a trio of brothers rather than a few heroes. The rest of the team followed them in, seeming awkward and nervous.

Dick rested his head back on the sofa, looking wearier than he had before. "You should rest for the time being," Kaldur broke the quiet. "We would not want your wounds to worsen."

Dick shrugged lightly, eyes still closed. "This isn't the first time I've been cut open. It's no big deal."

Artemis jumped up, eyes aggravated. "No big deal? Robin, you almost died! You're out of commission for at least another month! How can you say it's no big deal?"

Superboy crossed his arms. "They got the drop on you and you think we're just going to act like nothing happened?"

Wally added, "This was a huge screw up! We can't just push it away and pretend like everything's okay."

Roy was about to snap at them to chill out when he was cut off.

"Guys, I'm…sorry. I didn't mean for them to sneak up on me," Dick said sadly, resting his head in his hands. "I should have seen it but…I was just so distracted. I screwed up the mission and…I'm so sorry."

The room was silent for a moment, taking this in with wide eyes and shocked faces. Finally, M'gann broke the tension. "Robin, you believe that…you are responsible?"

He leaned back and rested his head on Roy's shoulder, blue eyes closed to them. The grief leaked through his voice when he mumbled, "How could it not be?"

Wally leaned back and studied his friend closely. "Dude…it's…not your fault. No one blames you. At all."

"I didn't—"

"It wasn't your job to get the intel and keep the baddies off," Artemis cut him off. "Watching your back was our job and we royally screwed up."

Robin shook his head. "A hero should be prepared for anything. Me being occupied is no excuse."

"How can you say that?" Connor questioned, leaning against the side wall. "Intel and heavy hitting never go together. It just isn't possible."

The youngest was quiet, refusing to open his eyes and even look at them. Suddenly, Roy understood. "Did Batman tell you that?"

The team's heads snapped up. Understanding dawned across Kaldur's face.

"I've been trained for that," Robin finally explained. "For all the years I've known him, he has taught me to be prepared for anything. Never let the enemy get the drop on you. You have to be holding all the cards. It was rule number one." He sighed and rested his head in his hands again, obscuring his blue eyes from their view. When he spoke again, weariness had crept into his voice, though they doubted it had anything to do with sleep. "He's going to kill me when he finds out. He'll never let me fight again."

The young team had no response for that. Batman was way out of their league. They couldn't boss the big bat around. There were only a few people who could talk back to the Batman without getting their heads snapped off, and Robin was one of them. If the kid was afraid of now, then there was due cause to be.

Never the less, Roy felt it was his duty to comfort his 'little brother'. He had been doing it for ever, after all. "I won't let him do that," he replied firmly.

Dick looked up at him, doubtful. "How?"

"I'll make it up. I'll tell him…" He had no excuse to give off the top of his head. "…something."

Robin snorted, with a smile that didn't quite reach his eyes. "That's encouraging."

Kaldur stepped forward and kneeled in front of the young human, putting a hand on his shoulder. "Listen to me, Robin. We will not let you take the blame alone. The mission's disarray was in no manner your responsibility. If you are certain that Batman will blame you, then we will take all necessary actions to prevent that. When we meet with the Justice League, we will stand together. We will take the blame together, and we will accept the punishment together. Because we are a team. No one gets left behind."

Robin was quiet for a moment, studying Kaldur and letting this sink in. "Together?"

"You bet," Artemis ensured, smirking. Connor nodded, set determination on his face.

"I am sure my uncle J'onn will be able to placate your mentor. They have know each other for some time, I believe."

Robin laughed this time. "If you guys have a death wish, then go right ahead. I'll be content to sit back and watch the show."

Wally ruffled Robin's hair. "Wow. Gee, so much for teamwork," he grumbled with a smile.

"Haven't you realized, Wally? When Young Justice screws up, 'Team' is spelled Y-O-U."

"Hey!"

Robin laughed. A real, genuine, Robin cackle that had them all smiling.

Maybe everything would be okay after all.

There. *Whew* Please review. I love critisism because my friends never give me enough :)