Dear God. Dear God Dear God Dear God. Jaime was on mode, and it was all Bart's fault. If he hadn't gotten so hot with him, maybe he could have prevented this somehow, he should have worked harder, shouldn't have been so relaxed, should have stayed with Jaime, Dear God this was it.
No. He would find something. Someway, somehow. This was his mission. Nathan built a frickin' time machine with him so he could do this. So he's going to do this.
"Maybe you should take a break," Tim, no, Robin, gotta remember the whole secret identity thing, told him at 3 am.
"A break? No. I'm this close to finding an answer, I'll take a break when Blue's off mode,"
"Bart, it's been almost a week since you've slept properly,"
"Yeah?" Tim was getting on his nerves. "Says workaholic of the year."
"I'm serious, speedsters need more sleep and food than a pack of elephants, when's the last time you ate?"
"All he's really had were some protein bars and coffee," cut in Zatanna. Oh, Bart had almost forgotten she was here.
"Bart, I'm staging an intervention. Go home. Or I'll call Wally to drag you back there."
***
Even though he was home, that didn't stop Bart from working. The internet was a wonderful place, and even though Wally had come back an hour after he had dropped Bart off to turn off the Wi-Fi, Bart had made his own personal hotspot. Tech was great.
When they finally found Blue and got him off mode, Bart had been up for two weeks. Well, he had had a few power naps to keep functioning, but according to Great-Grandma Joan, that just didn't cut it.
Blue noticed immediately how tired he was. "You okay conejito?"
"Totally! Just a bit tired!"
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Bare Love
Fanfiction-Keep in mind that Bart comes from a Reach ruled future, M/M would not be logical or productive, so it would have been punished- Bart Allen had done it. He'd traveled to the past, and now he was going to stop the Blue Beetle form causing the apocaly...
