Author's Note: Hello readers! I'm still here! So sorry this took so incredibly long. I don't have any real good excuses, just good old fashioned distraction by other muses. But hopefully this was worth the wait!

Special shout outs to those who took the time to review the last chapter! Sairey13, Goingdownwithmyshipz, Alexandria-likethecityinEgypt, batastrophe and Tai-ke-ai. I really appreciate it!

And finally, without further ado, the conclusion of Sacrifice!

Chapter Four

It felt as if there were a weight on top of him, threatening to crush him.

If he wasn't so tired, Dick probably would have been panicking. Something was clearly very wrong, but he couldn't for the life of him remember what it was. Something must have happened and his instincts were screaming at him to figure out what was going on, but just opening his eyes seemed like a monumental task.

Still, his survival instincts were strong, and after a minute he managed to drag his eyelids open. But immediately the blurred room began to tip to one side, causing his stomach shift uncomfortably and for a moment he thought he was going to be sick. He tried to groan as he let his eyes fall back shut after only a moment, but somehow the sound was muffled and his throat burned painfully.

Okay, that wasn't good. He had to figure out what was going on.

Reaching deep within himself, he found the strength to drag his eyes open again, forcing them to stay open this time. He looked around blearily, doing his best to assess the situation through the fog that seemed to fill his head. He was fully expecting for some kind of horrific scene to come into focus. Surely he was captured and restrained by some supervillain somewhere in the bowels of Gotham.

But a sterile, white room was drifting in and out of focus, shifting in a way that shouldn't be physically possible. Despite that, the sight brought comfort even before he could really recognize why that was.

"Robin?"

Dick tried to turn his head toward the source of the soft voice, but even that small task proved to be too much for his aching muscles. He tracked his eyes to one side just as Conner entered his line of sight, looking down at him with concern. Dick tried to speak, to ask what was going on, but ended up gagging on some foreign object in his mouth.

"Hang on," Conner said quickly. "Hang on, I'll get someone to take that out." And without any further explanation he disappeared.

More voices came from beyond where Robin could see.

"What's going on?"

"Robin's awake."

Something was wrong, something was very wrong. He had the sense that he wasn't in immediate danger, but why couldn't he move, why couldn't he speak? He tried to swallow to alieved the intense dry feeling in his mouth, but something was keeping him from doing so. He felt like he wasn't getting quite enough air, but for some reason he couldn't seem to pull any more into his lungs. He felt uncomfortable, like he was going to gag but wasn't quite able to.

"Hey, take it easy, Rob." Dick's eyes were pulled toward Wally's presence, feeling a bit of comfort at seeing his best friend appear at his bedside. Wally was looking down at him anxiously. "You're on a ventilator, it's breathing for you. You need to relax and let it do its thing, okay?"

Dick wanted to tell him that was easier said than done. He was relieved to know exactly what was causing his discomfort, but it was still hard to pull himself back from the panic that had been building inside of him. As the sidekick to Gotham's vigilante, it had been drilled into Dick from a very young age that he had to control every situation he was in in order to stay alive. That was a very difficult instinct to ignore.

"Okay, guys, let's give him some room, shall we?" came a new yet familiar voice.

Dick's eyes moved to the other side of the bed in time to see Kaldur and M'Gann disappearing from the bedside while Leslie Tompkins appeared. This struck Dick as very strange. By now he realized that he was in the med bay of Mount Justice. Dr. Tompkins was a doctor from a clinic in Crime Alley in Gotham, one of the few people who knew the real identities of Batman and Robin, helping out when their medical needs became more than what Alfred could handle. What was Dr. Tompkins doing at Mount Justice?

And why wasn't Bruce here?

"Robin, I don't want you to try and talk," Dr. Tompkins said in that no nonsense way she had that made any considerations of defying her disappear. "No moving your head either. I don't want to disturb the tube in your throat. What I want you to do is blink once for yes and twice for no. Can you do that for me?"

Dick looked up at her blearily, his mind slow to comprehend what she was asking of him. The scene in front of him kept slipping in and out of focus, making him feel sick to his stomach. She seemed to wait patiently until finally after a minute he let his eyes slide shut before pulling them open again.

Dr. Tompkins smiled. "Good boy," she said much more gently. She glanced at something past his field of vision. "Your heartbeat is up higher than I'd like it to be." It was only then that Dick became aware of the beeping noise in the room. He focused on it, listening to how it sounded slightly off kilter. "Are you in any significant pain?"

Dick had to consider that for a moment. He took stock of himself even as he struggled for focus and calm. No, 'pain' wouldn't be the word that he would use if he had the luxury of being able to speak right now. He ached all over, but it wasn't anything unmanageable. That wasn't the problem. The problem was this damn tube down his throat was uncomfortable and wasn't letting him get as much oxygen as he wanted. And the longer he was awake, the harder it was to control his gag reflexes.

Slowly and with a great amount of effort, he closed his eyes and opened them. Then he closed them and opened them again. No.

Before she could speak again, Kaldur appeared at Dr. Tompkins' side.

"If you would like, we could have Miss Martian communicate with him telepathically," he offered, looking at the doctor.

"Yes, that would be helpful," Dr. Tompkins agreed. The look on her face said that she hadn't even realized that was an option. She wasn't used to being around Martians.

Robin?

The touch of M'Gann's telepathic mind was comfortingly familiar.

Hey, Miss M.

Even his mental voice sounded tired and a bit distant, fading off at the end of the short statement. But now that he was able to communicate he noticed the beeping noise in the room evening out. That had to be a good sign.

How do you feel?

I ache, he told her, struggling a bit to focus his thoughts. And this tube in my throat… it's uncomfortable. I don't feel like I'm getting enough air. And it makes me wanna gag.

"He seems disoriented, like he's only just barely conscious," M'Gann reported out loud, her voice coming from somewhere beyond Dick's line of sight. "His mental voice sounds very far away. But he said he feels achy and also the tube in his throat is uncomfortable and he feels like he's not getting enough oxygen."

And it makes me wanna gag, Dick reminded her. That part was getting more uncomfortable by the minute.

"And it makes him want to gag," M'Gann added.

Dr. Tompkins had moved up the bed and was messing with something that Dick couldn't see.

"He's awake now," came another voice. Conner? "Can't you just take the tube out?"

"To be safe, I want to wean him off the ventilator slowly," Dr. Tompkins said, glancing behind her. Then she focused back on Dick. "Is that better?"

At first, Dick didn't know what she was talking about. But then he noticed that he was able to take a deeper breath than he had been able to a minute ago. He went to blink in answer, but as he closed his eye he felt darkness pulling him toward unconsciousness. He managed to open his eyes again, but his lids would only seem to go up halfway.

"I'm going to give you something to help you sleep," Dr. Tompkins said matter-of-factly. She suddenly had a syringe in her hand. "Your body has been through a lot, you need to get a lot of rest." She was injecting the contents of the syringe into a tube that led somewhere that he couldn't see. "I'll wean you off of the ventilator while you sleep. So next time you wake up, it'll be gone. Sound good?"

Dick didn't get a chance to answer. He had been hanging onto consciousness only by a thread, so with the pull of the sedatives the thread snapped almost immediately. He wasn't completely sure that his eyes even closed, but suddenly darkness swallowed him and he fell away from the mortal world.

XxXxX

"You're sure he's going to be okay?" Wally asked for at least the fifth time as they all watched Robin's eyes slide shut – the lenses in his mask having been removed so that they could see his eyes – and his muscles go slack.

"I'm sure," Dr. Thompkins patiently assured him as she fiddled with the machines the young hero was hooked up to. "His vitals have been steadily improving all night. With some rest he should be right as rain in a few weeks."

The entire team was gathered in the med bay of Mount Justice, having been camped out there for several hours, unwilling to leave Robin's side after he had finally been stabilized and they had been allowed in to see him. They had even dimmed the lights in the room so that Artemis could join them, though she was still squinting quite a bit in discomfort. They had all been drifting in and out of consciousness in chairs and other beds around the med bay as it became so late that it was early when Conner had noticed Robin waking.

The hope had been palpable in the room with signs of life from their fallen teammate, but that hope had quickly dissipated as they watched him struggle just to remain conscious. They weren't used to seeing Robin of all people struggle with anything.

After she was finished, Dr. Tompkins turned away from the bed to address the rest of the team. "He's going to be out for quite a while," she told them. "You all should think about getting some real rest yourselves. Sitting around here watching him sleep and getting sleep deprivation yourselves isn't going to help him." They were all a little taken aback by how firmly she spoke, leaving very little room to question her. It was suddenly obvious how she was able to doctor the Dark Knight himself.

"We will take turns sitting with Robin," Kaldur said after a moment, turning to address his team. He didn't want to outright defy the stern doctor, but he knew that none of them would be comfortable with leaving Robin alone.

"I already slept," Artemis spoke up. "I'll stay with him first."

"I'll stay too," Wally said. "I dozed off for a while before he woke up just now."

"I don't need sleep," Conner said simply.

Kaldur sighed. He looked over at M'Gann. "M'Gann and I will retire for a few hours. Then we will come back and relieve you."

There were vague nods of agreement that Kaldur knew was the best that he could expect. He turned and headed out of the room, M'Gann hurrying to catch up with him. They walked for a minute in silence as they headed to where their bedrooms were located on the other side of the mountain.

"He was afraid," M'Gann finally said quietly.

"What?" Kaldur said, looking over at her.

"Robin," M'Gann said, looking carefully down at her shoes. "When I entered his mind, I felt fear. And pain." She shuddered, wrapping her arms around herself. "I've never felt anything like that come from Robin."

Kaldur stopped in his tracks, though it wasn't shock that caused him to pause. It had been obvious what Robin had been feeling, his emotions readable through his eyes for once. But hearing M'Gann say it out loud like that brought the situation down on him harder. He was supposed to lead this team; he was supposed to prevent this kind of thing from happening.

M'Gann placed a gentle hand of his shoulder, looking at him apologetically, clearly sensing the effect her words had on him. "C'mon. Let's try and get some rest," she said, a sympathetic look in her eye.

Kaldur nodded. He knew getting rest wasn't going to be easy, but it was worth a try after being awake for so long.

XxXxX

"You're sure he's breathing okay on his own?" Wally asked, eyeing Robin's face, which was now finally free of the respirator. He had a bad habit of questioning everything the doctor did, but thankfully she showed an impressive amount of patience with him.

Dr. Tompkins gave Wally a comforting smile. "I'm quite sure," she assured him. "All his vitals are holding steady. See?" She indicated the screen above his bed.

Wally scanned the numbers again and again, cataloging them all. He was brought back to himself by a hand on his shoulder, looking around to see that Dr. Tompkins had come up beside him.

"I know you had quite the scare yesterday," she said gently, and Wally was surprised by her tone. He had never imagined that the doctor who treated Batman of all people to be so kind. "But he's now stable and resting comfortably. You helped to save his life, but he's past the danger zone now. So you can relax, okay? He's going to be fine."

Wally nodded, relief flooding over him completely for the first time since Robin had been taken. "Thanks."

"I'll get an alert if any of his vitals drop," she told him. She glanced around the room at where Conner and Artemis still sat. "If you guys wanted to go get some rest, I assure you he'll still be closely monitored."

Nobody moved. Dr. Tompkins didn't look surprised as she headed out of the room.

It was an odd group that was left, something that hadn't been considered when they were deciding who would stay and who would go. Wally took a seat next to Robin's bed, Artemis was sitting up on a bed on the opposite wall and Conner was standing up against a wall a few feet down from her. There was still tension between Artemis and Conner from the confrontation earlier. Not to mention the tension that was always present between Artemis and Wally, though admittedly it had lessened since they had worked together trying to resuscitate a lifeless Robin. Suffice it to say, the silence that now filled the room was an uncomfortable one.

"I didn't mean it like you thought I did," Conner suddenly blurted after the silence had gone on for a while.

"What?" Wally said, confused and unsure who he was even talking to since he was staring down at his shoes.

Conner glared – which was his default reaction to pretty much any emotion – before he looked over at where Artemis was sitting. "Earlier… when I said that humans were fragile. I didn't mean it the way you took it."

Artemis matched his glare. "And how did you mean it?" she demanded, balling up her non injured hand into a fist.

Conner looked taken aback, obviously not having expected to be asked to explain himself. After only being out of his pod for a few months, he was still not always good with putting his thoughts into words.

"I just… I mean… I didn't mean…" he fumbled and then shot Wally a look that practically pleaded for help.

"It's sometimes easy to forget that you and Robin are only human in the heat of a mission," Wally spoke up. He shot a look at Conner and by the relief on his face he could guess that it was what the clone had been trying to get at. "The way that you both keep up with us, sometimes we can forget that you're vulnerable to things we aren't. Fragile does not mean that Robin is weak."

"Robin is not a weakling," Conner agreed firmly. "I thought that he might be when I first saw him, thought that being just a human is a disadvantage, but I know now that it's not. It's not for him and it's not for you either."

Artemis looked him up and down for a moment. "You're right, fragile does not mean weak," she allowed slowly, still glaring, though there was a bit less bite to the look. "What it does mean is that we have to be that much stronger." She paused and then went on stiffly. "But I'll take that as an apology."

Conner gave one, curt nod, the closest he would get to expressing gratitude.

They lapsed into silence once more, though this time it was at least slightly less uncomfortable now that there was a better understanding between the three.

As time passed, despite their assurances that they weren't tired, both Wally and Artemis kept dozing off in their seats. Conner was the only one who refused to rest, standing next to Robin's hospital bed like a sentry.

It was about an hour later when Dr. Tompkins came to finish weaning Robin off of the ventilator. It was a relief when he was finally free of the machine, but the doctor informed them that it could still be a while before he woke up. Again, she encouraged the three to get some rest themselves, but none of them even considered the offer. They wouldn't feel better until they saw more proof that Robin was really going to be okay.

"Gin," Artemis said smugly as she laid her playing cards down on the bed in front of her. Out of boredom, Wally had fetched the cards about an hour before in order to help them pass the time. They hadn't been able to convince Conner to play, but despite that he had wandered over to their side of the room in order to watch the game.

"Are you kidding me?" Wally demanded with exasperation, flinging his own cards down. He sat opposite her on the bed, his back to where his best friend lay. "How is that even possible? I haven't won once!"

"I knew we shoulda played for money," Artemis grumbled as she began collecting up the cards, through there was a slight smile tugging at her lips.

"Rookie mistake."

They all whipped around at the sound of the quiet, hoarse voice. Robin had shifted his head and his eyes were open as he looked across the room at them with a ghost of a smile on his face.

"Robin!" Wally shouted as suddenly he was across the room and at his best friend's bedside. "How are you feeling?"

"Water?" Robin rasped, blinking blearily up at them as Artemis and Conner also gathered around his bed.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, hold on," Wally said, rushing away, happy for a task to accomplish. He race through the mountain, arrived in the kitchen, checked several cabinets to find a glass, filled the glass with water and ran back to the med bay within the span of a minute. But when he arrived back, the smile on his face fell as he saw Artemis helping Robin sip from a cup of water through a straw. "Hey, where did that come from?"

Artemis glanced at him and rolled her eyes. "There was a glass next to the pitcher of water on his bedside table, genius," she said, the last word coming out coated in sarcasm.

Robin coughed a laugh as he leaned back. "Over achiever."

Wally huffed an exaggerated sigh as he set the glass on the table next to the pitcher of water.

"How are you feeling?" he asked, taking a seat next to Artemis.

"Like I had a brush with death," Robin wheezed, though a slight smile was still playing at his lips.

"Don't be so dramatic," Artemis quipped, a smile tugging at her lips. "You were barely dead."

Robin laughed lightly at that, wincing slightly as the laugh turned into a cough. "Water please?"

"So polite," Artemis teased as she held out the cup again, helping him lift his head with her other hand. After a few sips, she pulled the cup away. "The doctor said you can only have a little at a time," she explained, recalling what Dr. Tompkins had told them earlier.

"Dr. Tompkins?" Robin asked.

"Yeah, Batman brought her in to help when…" Wally started to explain, his thought trailing off. He took a deep breath. "When they figured out how serious your condition was."

"What exactly happened?" Robin asked, looking between the three of them. "I remember you guys disabled the bomb. Then… not much of anything."

Artemis and Wally both looked uncomfortable, shooting unsure glances over at Conner, who had been silent so far. But Conner's features gave nothing away.

"Well…" Wally started out slowly. "We did disable the bomb. But I guess there was some sort of failsafe that was built into the machine that you were trapped in. When the shackles were broken it set off an electric charge that… that stopped your heart."

Robin raised his eyebrows in mild surprise at that. "Huh," he said.

"Huh?" Conner repeated angrily. "That's it?"

"I'm a little tired for clever quips," Robin said with a small smile. "I'll think of one later."

"It was my fault," Conner suddenly blurted.

Robin looked up at him, clearly confused. "What?"

"It was my fault the failsafe got triggered," Conner said, the words spilling out of him in a wave as he stared down at his shoes. "Artemis saw it, but I was already breaking the shackles and it went off. I… I coulda killed you because I rushed in without thinking it through." He ran a hand through his hair and then with a great effort he looked over and met Robin's eyes. "I'm sorry."

Robin casually shrugged one shoulder. "Don't worry about it. It was an honest mistake."

Conner stared at him in shock for a moment, his mouth agape. "An honest mistake?" he repeated in disbelief. "It was an honest mistake that flat lined you for a good five minutes. You could have died. I mean, technically you did die, but you could have stayed dead."

"But I didn't," Robin pointed out. "And I bet you all got some real hands on training with how CPR works, huh?" He glanced over at Wally, his eyes sparking in amusement.

"How can you be so… calm?" Conner asked, clearly at a loss.

"SB, did you forget what I do?" Robin said with a snort. "I spend my nights jumping off of skyscrapers in Gotham City. One wrong move and I fall and die. And that's on a slow night when I'm not battling superhuman villains. Every night is a near death experience. If I got worked up every time, I'd never get anything done." He chuckled lightly to himself.

"Get traught or get dead, right?" Artemis spoke up with a smile.

Robin coughed a laugh as his eyelids sagged. "Exactly."

"Doc said you still need a lot of rest after what your body went through," Wally spoke up, noticing that Robin suddenly seemed like he was struggling to stay awake. All this was clearly taking a lot out of him.

"She might be on to something," Robin mumbled as he blinked slowly.

"Get some sleep, Boy Wonder," Artemis said with a surprising amount of gentleness.

He didn't need any more encouragement than that as he immediately drifted off once again, looking somehow much more peaceful and natural than he had before.

"I can't believe he wasn't mad at me," Conner said in disbelief, shaking his head.

"You gotta remember that even though Rob is the youngest among us, he's been a sidekick for the longest," Wally said. "He was the first. If anyone's gonna understand that you make mistakes when you're first starting out in this underaged hero business, it's gonna be him."

Conner nodded. "I guess you're right."

"I'm always right," Wally said with a cheeky grin.

"Now that's a dangerous path to travel down," Artemis laughed.

As Artemis and Wally dissolved into some playful banter, Conner studied Robin's small form. He resolved right then and there that he would never endanger his teammates again. He would work harder at thinking before he acted. He knew that Robin certainly didn't need protecting, but they were still a team and needed to have each other's backs.

For his teammates' sakes, he would be better. They deserved better.

XxXxX

Recognized Batman 02.

Kaldur had been passing by the Zeta tubes on his way back to the med bay to see Robin. He had retired to his bedroom in the mountain several hours ago, but hadn't been able to get much rest. He paused when the Dark Knight came sweeping into the room.

Recognized Green Arrow 08.

"How's he doing?" Surprisingly the question didn't come from Batman, but rather from Green Arrow.

"I have not been in to see him since Dr. Tompkins started weaning him off of the ventilator," Kaldur said, addressing Green Arrow, but glancing over at Batman unsurely. He had pulled up one of the holographic computers and was typing away, not seeming to pay too much attention to the young hero. Kaldur found this to be odd. "I was just on my way to check in with him. Wally, Artemis and Conner have been sitting with him. I am sure they would have alerted me if anything went wrong."

Green Arrow nodded. "Kid's tough. He's going to be fine."

"I agree," Kaldur said. There was a minute of awkward silence. "Will you be going in to see him?" he asked carefully, looking at Batman.

Batman paused and glanced at him, his features giving away about as much as brick wall. Then he turned back to the holographic computer.

"No," he said simply.

Kaldur started at that. He had simply assumed that's why Batman was here.

"No?" Kaldur repeated incredulously. He glanced at Green Arrow who simply shrugged helplessly. "You have not been in to see him since he was first brought in."

Batman didn't break keystroke. "He was stabilizing when I left. Dr. Tompkins has been keeping me appraised of his condition. He is no longer in a danger zone and is expected to make a full recovery."

"Yes, but do you not want to see him for yourself?" Kaldur pressed.

"I trust Dr. Tompkins' updates on his condition," Batman said simply.

Kaldur was struggling to grasp what was going on. He had not been expecting Batman to act to apathetic toward his injured partner.

"Then why are you here?" Kaldur finally asked, his tone sharp.

At that, Batman stopped typing. Even just a few months ago, Kaldur would have felt intimated as the Dark Knight's glare was fixed on him. But the Atlantean stood his ground. His leadership may have caused Robin to be kidnapped the night before, but it had also brought Robin back to the mountain alive.

"Robin managed to transfer some of the data he stole to the server here in the mountain," Batman said stiffly. "I am here to retrieve it. It is necessary as we are closing in on apprehending the people who captured him."

Kaldur stared openly at this new piece of information.

"You are going after them?" he asked, taken aback.

Batman nodded curtly. "We are closing in. Superman is in route to an island where we tracked Luthor's special brand of security, which we suspect is utilizing a variation of the Kobra-Venom. We just need exact coordinates of the underground base, which I suspect Robin located when he infiltrated Luthor's files."

So that's where Batman had been all this time. Tracking down the people that had captured his partner. And although this made sense and put Kaldur more at ease about why he hadn't been at Robin's side, it also made him angry and annoyed.

"That was not your battle to fight," Kaldur asserted. The surprise in Green Arrow was apparent, but the Dark Knight didn't give anything away. "This was our battle. Our team was effected and it should have been our job to track them down."

"That was not your call to make," Batman said firmly.

"The mission was given to us by you," Kaldur countered. "And you should have allowed us to see it through until the very end."

Before Batman had a chance to respond, a beeping from the computer behind him drew his attention away. There were a few keystrokes, and Kaldur leaned to one side, trying to see around Batman to what was on the screen. But in a flash, the holographic computer disappeared.

"We have what we need," Batman told Green Arrow in a clipped tone. And without another word he turned and headed for the Zeta tubes.

"Don't take it personally," Green Arrow spoke up as Batman disappeared. "The Bat doesn't show affection in normal says. While some may feel comfort keeping a vigil at a bedside, Batman goes out after the one that did the hurting. It makes him feel… useful. I'm sure Robin knows that by now and isn't expecting him. It's also why he didn't let your team finish out the mission. It was something he had to do himself."

Kaldur nodded, though it didn't make him feel much better about the situation. He watched as Green Arrow followed Batman's lead into the Zeta tube, before he turned and continued on to the med bay.

He honestly wasn't sure what he had expected when he returned to the med bay. It had been such an unlikely group that had volunteered to stay with Robin, what with Wally and Artemis' general disdain for each other and Conner's general disdain for everyone when he was in a mood. But it was a pleasant surprised to see that the three seemed to have coexisted quite well while he had been gone. Artemis had nodded off on one of the other beds across the room, Wally sat contentedly on one side of Robin's bed while Conner stood on the other side, leaning up against the wall.

As Kaldur took in Robin's form, he was relieved to see that not only did he look much more peaceful without the ventilator, but some of his color was even starting to come back.

"How is he?" Kaldur asked, drawing Wally and Conner's attention.

"A lot better," Wally said. "The Doc has been in to see him several times and has said that his vitals continue to get stronger. There's going to be a lengthy recovery period, but with time she expects him to make a full recovery."

"I am glad to hear that," Kaldur said.

"He was even awake and talking to us not too long ago," Wally told him with a smile. "He's gonna be fine." The statement held more weight with the knowledge that Robin had been coherent enough to have a conversation.

"I have no doubt," Kaldur responded even as he felt the relief wash over him at the news.

He couldn't help but return Wally's smile. Just twenty-four hours ago, they were frantically searching for Robin, unsure if they would even find him alive. In the last twenty-four hours this team had dealt with more than any of them have ever had to deal with before. And all things considered, as Kaldur observed Robin's heart monitor beeping steadily, he was proud of how his team had handled it. During the most dire of circumstances they had all come together and they had all helped to save Robin's life. That was no small accomplishment.

Mistakes may have been made with this mission, but they survived with all the members of their team still intact. Even though Batman had taken away their chance at getting justice for those who had put their teammate through this, they would still see this out to the end, aiding Robin in his recovery in any way they could.

They would learn from what happened and go into their next mission all that much wiser.

The End

Author's Note: And there you have it, finally finished how many months later… but I hope you enjoyed it! Please let a review with your thoughts and constructive criticism of how I can do better is always welcome!

For those of you who enjoyed my writing, I want to let you know that I do have another Young Justice story in the works. It's going to be focused more on Robin and Artemis and their bond over being the only two humans on the team, kind of like what happened in the episode Homefront, but on a much larger scale. I'm hoping to have more of it done before I start posting so there won't be several months between chapters, but keep an eye out for that in the next couple weeks!