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ImSexyAndYouKnowItGlitch

We shall see

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Def.

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Will see whos abused

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Sorry they're oneshots. I WILL!

LadyMestri

Totally understand and thanks. She uses make up and some of them are fresh.

Music lover bwg

I love this couple

Irenerb

Thank you

Those responses above are to when they this chapter was first posted. This is the final edited chapter of Don't I Need You. Once again I'd like to thank all my readers for being incredibly patient with me. Anyway here is the chapter and again, thank you.

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2. I'll Care

Hopefully the rain will fool them. Maybe they'll think I was pushed from behind; a goon got the jump on me. Perhaps they'll think slipped in pursuit of the burglars I was chasing. Maybe they'll even cry for a bit, maybe a day at max, but when the next day dawns, I'll just be another fallen hero and they won't care. They'll be happier when I'm gone. Robin and KF will get there friend and big brother back, Roy. I know Green Arrow misses him and wishes he was with him instead of me, I'd never have become his partner if Roy hadn't gone solo and with me gone he'll go back to Ollie and they'll be happy. I honestly have no clue whether or not Batman actually trusts me and since the stupid mole came to light, it's obvious I'm a suspect. The daughter of Sportsmaster; the sister of Cheshire; it's in my blood to betray isn't it?

Here I am, standing at the edge; debating my future. My first option is that I can jump; I don't even have to leap; all I have to do is lean forward a little too far and then wait for impact. Sweet, simple and fast. I have enough problems to do it. I won't have to worry about anything ever again. I can be free of all of life's burdens and be happy in the afterlife. And I won't be alone; Secret- I mean Greta- must be lonely, and during the time Zatanna and I weren't fighting for our lives, she seemed okay.

My second option is to just walk away. I can turn around go home, fall asleep and wait for the morning to come and face all my problems. I can go to a school and be the I-don't-give-a-crap girl who is silently breaking on the inside. I can go to a place where I don't fit in and everyone judges me, without even knowing the first thing about me. I can hear my name announced by the computer as I enter the cave. I can listen to Batman as he gives us an order and I can sit to the side as the rest of the team acts like a family while I am the outsider. I can listen to Wally insistent flirting with M'gann even though I'm certain he knows it's futile, M'gann and Connor don't seem to be breaking up anytime soon.

Wally. He's a bloody black hole when it comes to anything slightly edible. He's smart and funny. He cares and loves everyone with his whole heart; everyone except villains and me. He won't cry at all; he may even cheer.

Why wait? Why should I waste this perfect chance? The rain is falling and I just rounded up a few goons. No one would think that I'd done this to myself; as far as they know everything in my life is going great. I got a scholarship, have great grades no one would think I jumped. My mom's already on the brink. The doctors say that she'll be gone in a few days. I could be there; on the other side; waiting for her. Why not?

"No one will care," I mumble. "Your father won't care. Your sister won't care. Your team won't once they know your past. You'll be there for your mom; just like always."

That's it; I've decided. I jumped.

It's fast. I was falling a lot faster than I thought. I don't scream or cry out though; I know my pain and troubles will end so much faster. I wait for the grounds final embrace, that last moment of life. Instead of the hard concrete smashing by body, I feel like I'm being cradled against something warm. I don't dare open my eyes; it's just my mind playing trick on me; I'll hit the ground soon. When I do feel something hard against my back, it's a brick wall. My arms were being held up at the wrists and I could hear heavy breathing along with the rain beating down against the ground. Tugging my eyes open I stare into the eyes Wally.

His green eyes were so bright and his fiery red hair was ruffled, but it looked like the flickering flames of fire. He didn't speak; all he did was stare into my eyes, intensely. I squirmed a bit trying to escape his grasp and get away from his stare.

"What do you think you're doing?"

I don't answer, I just keep shaking my arms and look everywhere except for his eyes.

"Stop trying to get out."

I slowly put the pieces of my shattered mask back together and growl at him and in rebellion tug on my restrains again.

"ARTEMIS, WHY THE HELL WERE YOU JUMPING?!"

He was acting like he cared, like he'd give a damn if I stopped breathing; that got to me.

"Why do you care? Why didn't you let me fall?" I screamed at him. "I would be dead and you could have your oh so precious Red Arrow on the team!"

That got him to shut up.

"You don't care Wally." I growl. "Don't try to pretend you do."

I felt his grip tighten on my wrist as he stared at me. His eyes were blazing with an emotion I couldn't place; his jaw was tight like he wanted to say or do something, but he just didn't know how.

"Let me go!"

I kicked hum and ran. I couldn't take him staring at me like that. I turned around a corner when I was tackled and pinned on the ground.

"This isn't you Artemis!"

"You don't know me!"

"Then let me!"

"Ahh!"

Ya, I kicked him again.

"Let me go Wally! LET ME GO!"

He has a good grip around my waist and I was getting tired.

"Artemis. Stop. Fighting. Me."

I felt a familiar brick wall as I was pinned again. I tried to hide from his gaze; pressing my face against the wall.

"Fine, if you're going to be that way."

I couldn't help myself, I smirk feeling victorious.

"Spitfire."

The next think I know; I'm kissing Wally West.

I can't believe I'm doing this. I feel his hands release mine and travel down to my waist letting my feet touch the ground. With my free hands I run my hands through his fiery hair and pull him closer. . Just when it seemed this was going to get really intense, a cool breeze makes me shiver and I pull back. His arms were still around me and I couldn't help but snuggle against him to keep warm.

"Trust me, I'll care….. Spitfire."

(A/N) PLEASE READ! I have recently updated my story Flaming Arrow, but i dont know if you get alerts for updates when the chapter is moved order wise. The first three chapters have been edited and I plan on updating the rest (hopefully in a lot less than 2 years). Write a review to tell me what kind of angsty one-shots you want next for our beloved Spitfire. If anyone asks for one that's forces me to acknowledge what happened in the last episode (of the series) there is no guarantee. If you can't, tell I'm still in denial.