Spitfire oneshot collection

Therapy

"Hey, Wally!" Dinah calls after the redheaded speedster's hunched figure.

He turns and she sees his face. Flushed, angry, and distorted. Like he was crying. He gives her a look of anger and fear.

"What do you want?" His scratchy voice asks.

"You skipped therapy last night," Dinah remiss him gently. Normally, she would've been furious, but Wally had been through a lot already.

"So what?" Wally asks. "I don't need therapy."

"Yes, you do." Dinah insists sternly. "You're experiencing mood swings, lack of concentration, and your speed is even being affected."

"I don't need therapy," Wally repeats gruffly, and begins to turn away.

"Wally, you're in denial." Dinah's voice gently informs his turned figure. Wally's muscles freeze as he turns. He gives her a small crooked smile, recognizing the quote.

"I can live with that," He replies swiftly, and follows her into the therapy room.

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"Wally, I hope you won't mind that I'll be taping this so I can go over the footage later." Dinah says as they sit down in the plush velvet armchairs. She points to a security camera in the corner of the ceiling.

Wally freezes as he rethinks this, staring at the camera. "It's fine,"

"Good," Dinah smiles weakly, getting comfy in the armchair. "Where do we start?"

"How about the fact that Artemis is dead?" Wally suggests, and Dinah falls silent.

"I-I didn't think you'd be comfortable talking about that." She stammers.

"Well, I am." Wally replies stiffly.

This time, Dinah looks thoughtful. "Tell me about that."

Wally takes a deep breath. Maybe he could finally get all this off his chest.

"Artemis was my everything. She was perfect. I expected that she would be back after that one little mission. Nightwing took her away from me. I thought he was my best friend. Best friends don't do that.

"Artemis used to call me out on every stupid thing I'd do, and I never got away with anything.

"You get used to that after a while, really. You get used to a person always being there when you got home, greeting you with kisses and a full fridge. Artemis was too good to let go. I was stupid to let her slip away from me. I should've been there for her, maybe even gone on the mission with her. Protect her.

"I'm just so angry now, at everyone, at everything. Artemis was the only one who could ever calm me down after something traumatic. Now she's gone."

Dinah is completely silent, and hunched over in her chair, hiding her face. Wally just stares as she looks up with tears streaking down her face. He stiffens in his chair.

"I-I'm sorry," Dinah sniffs. "That was beautiful, Wally. You're dismissed."

"Okay," Wally frowns lopsidedly, and gets up.

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"Nightwing, look at this tape." Dinah sticks a tape underneath Dick's nose. Dick gives her a confused look before pulling up the film on the screen.

He watches the video of Wally's therapy meeting.

"W-Wally," He stammers.

"That's his therapy," Dinah explains, crossing her arms. "Do you have anything to say about that?"

Dick sighs deeply, looking extremely distressed. His voice comes out in a scratchy whisper.

"I should have never separated them."

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Author's notes:

I WANT DICK AND WALLY TO BE PALS AGAIN! DX (reeeeaaallly badllyyyy...)

<3, Indigoplains