A/N: *playing with a pair of nunchucks, then hits myself in the head* Ow...

Stephanie: Aren't those-

Yep. *puts them on the desk and turns to you* Hey guys, bet you wanna kill me. Uh...yeah...I'll post an excuse list on my tumblr (wiz-witch). Because I have a truckload of excuses.

Warnings for this chapter: Swearing, and I think it gets a little...yeah. But, hey, you've read this much, right?

Disclaimer: Haha...No.

Dick glanced around the room through his glazed eyes. What was going on? Where was he? He was lying down on a bed in a very white room with various machines near him—

It suddenly came back to him. The movie. Him leaving. The pills. The knife.

The Team.

They had stopped him from killing himself.

This cannot be happening, he thought as he tried to move his numb hands. If there was movement, he couldn't tell. Some of the pills he took must have worked their way into his bloodstream, then. No way Bruce would put more drugs in his system after what happened.

Bruce. Where was he? He heard his father figure talking to him when he woke up…

"…see him."

That sounded like Black Canary. Who was she talking to?

"Not…This…" There was Bruce. What were they talking about?

"...good…you…him like…" He couldn't stand this. What was going on? Were they talking about him?

About what had happened?

"Alright…in. Who…for him." Dick was vaguely aware of a sudden breeze on his face. Where did that come from? He turned his head a fraction of the way towards where the breeze had come from the see Wally.

"Wally?" The speedster broke down at the bird's creaky voice (Ohmygoshhe'salive) and tackled the ebony in a hug.

"You're alive…" That was all the ginger could focus on as the he squeezed his friend's torso and a few tears of joy leaked from his eyes. Dick was alive. They managed to save him.

Or did they?

Wally released his friend and studied him. Dick wasn't wearing glasses or a mask, thus giving him access to the normally bright, blue orbs that were the teen's eyes. Dick's eyes, however, were faded to a dull blue – almost grey.

Physically, the acrobat was alive. Emotionally, however, he might as well have died.

Artemis didn't know how to respond to Wally's statement after Black Canary left them. She knew he blamed himself for what happened – they all did – but to say he hadn't been there for his friend? She had never heard anything so ridiculous in her life! Wally was always there for the smaller boy, even on a subconscious level.

Before the blonde could even begin to explain how wrong he was, the speedster was gone. Just ran off.

Lovely.

"Where the Hell did he go?!" Artemis honestly didn't care that she swore, she was starting to get ticked off. Disappearing in the middle of a conversation? That was more of a –

"I think he went to see…you know…" Megan couldn't even say the Boy Wonder's name before getting choked up.

Conner gently wrapped his arms around her before asking, "Should we go in?" Kaldur sighed and closed his eyes as he leaned against the wall.

"As much as I wish we could, I feel it is best if we do not interrupt," the Atlantian explained calmly, infuriating the archer.

"Bullshit!" she yelled as she turned towards the wall and used her momentum to slam her fist into it. No one moved for several seconds as she just stood there with her fist against the wall. The only movement was Artemis's shaking and the two tears that leaked from her closed eyes. Other than that, the teens might as well have been statues.

"You're bleeding!" Megan exclaimed after what felt like hours. She immediately went over to grab the younger girl's hand for a closer examination, and sure enough, Artemis's knuckles were ripped open.

"So I am." Her voice was empty. Hollow. As if she didn't care.

Then again, why should she? Their baby brother almost died.

They almost couldn't save him. Heck, they hadn't saved him yet! Whatever made him want to kill himself was most likely still plaguing his mind. If what Wally said in the group counseling was true, it had been plaguing him since before he became Batman's partner.

Four – almost five – years.

Anything simmering for that long would be difficult to calm from. Maybe even impossible.

"We do not want anyone else in med bay," Kaldur stated simply in his calming voice. The archer sighed before walking into a nearby room to see if she could find anything to wrap her fingers in. She soon located a roll of gauze and quickly wrapped her knuckles with it. It wasn't the greatest, but it worked.

As she walked out of the room, Batman walked past.

That meant…

'Artemis, come on!' Megan's voice echoed in her head. 'Canary came out and said we could go in!'

Yes! Artemis quickly ran into the room Black Canary had walked into earlier and found her with the Team. Lying down on the bed, however, was a face she had become able to recognize anywhere.

Dick was barely aware of Dinah, Bruce, and Wally all talking. His mind was more focused on the buzzing sensation coming from his hand. KF must have been doing something with it.

Finally, Batman and Canary left, but soon she came back with the rest of the Team. As he lazily looked around and focused on everyone, two thoughts occurred to him: one, Artemis was missing, and two, he was maskless and these guys weren't supposed to know his identity.

They all appeared to be talking, but his brain couldn't catch any of the words. All the chatter fell on deaf ears. Except for one word.

One word said in a voice he recognized as Artemis's.

One word he'd recognize anywhere.

"Dick?!"

A/N: *I get hit in the head with a bo staff* Ow! Where did you get that?

Stephanie: *twirls it* Where do you think? Anyway, be glad it wasn't a sword.

Yeah, yeah. Anyway, like I said, the excuse list will be on my tumblr, and I need to work on the next chapter. *sighs* This'll be fun.