*looks around* Ok, I think I got away from them for a while. So the last chapter was really short and I hope you guys aren't too mad that I killed Wally, but there is a point to all this and like I said at the beginning, I see this story as why Wally and Artemis aren't in the second season so...

Wally: There she is!

Me: Uh-oh, they found me. Ok I have to run for my life now so I'll let you read this chap. Oh and by the way, the next few chapters will focus on individual thoughts on Wally's death and they'll probably be really short so... *arrow and bird-a-rang zoom past my head* Aghhh! *runs off*

Wally: *stops and looks at readers* Oh and she made me when I talk in normal POV it looks like thought 'like this' *runs off to catch up with Robin and Artemis*

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Wally's POV

When I looked down right after I died, I saw Uncle Barry, Red Tornado, and Canary trying to bring me back. Oh how I wanted to go back to them so bad. I didn't want to leave them.

I couldn't stand to look at Uncle Barry crying over my death any longer so I looked over at the others waiting in the common room. Man did they look terrible. Artemis was pacing back and forth, M'gann was sitting with Conner and her uncle, Kaldur was talking with Superman and Captain Marvel, and Rob... hey where is Rob? Batman's staring up in the... oh.

Man, Rob's my best friend, how could I... oh my... Is that my blood all over him? And is he crying? Oh Rob, I'm so sorry. Wait, he doesn't know I'm dead yet, does he? Well, at least Batman's trying...

"I... I couldn't..."

Aw man, Rob's blaming himself. Man, why do I have to be so stupid. Rob's already lost his mom and dad, now I have to go and make it even worse for him. I try reaching out to him, but I feel like I'm just hitting a wall, or a TV screen. Yeah, it feels more like I'm watching a movie, or one of those stupid sit-coms that my mom loves to watch.

Crap! Mom, Dad. How are they gonna take this? They're gonna be crushed.

I looked down again and saw Uncle Barry slowly walk into the room then fall to his knees. He was crying again. I then saw everyone jump up and start to go to him, but then they just freeze. Please, someone go to him! Don't just leave him like that! Man if I had a gun I would shoot myself.

"No!"

Rob? Wait, where's... oh. Wait, why is the computer recognizing Arty? Why is she leaving? Arty, come back! Ughhh. I wonder what Rob's doin'.

I looked back over to the infirmary where my body lays motionless on the bed with... Rob hitting me?

"No, Wally, you have to wake up!"

Rob, I'm sooooo sorry. I wish I could wake up, really I do. I don't want to leave my little brother. I can't stand this anymore, I'm going for a walk.

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It's already been two days and I can't seem to face my friends or my family. The way they looked the day I died was too much as it was, but I have to see how they're doing at least. Maybe I'll go check on M'gann, Conner, and Zatanna first.

Normal POV

Wally looked down on Mount Justice and saw M'gann slowly stirring a bowl of some kind of mix. 'Maybe those sugar cookies she always loved to make.' However, M'gann suddenly dropped the bowl and the mix went flying.

Conner and Zatanna both ran into the kitchen and found M'gann on the floor crying. Conner ran up to her. "M'gann, what's wrong."

She looked up at him, eyes red from crying for the last few days. "I was making sugar cookies," 'Knew it.' "and I just remembered that those were Wally's favorite." Wally sadly looked down at them, wanting so much to go down there and comfort her. "I... I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you guys."

"Maybe you shouldn't make them anymore," Conner said trying to help.

"No, I... I wanted to make them for the funeral in a couple of days." 'A couple of days? That's when my funeral is? Man I need to see Rob and Artemis.'

Wally left the sight of his friends at the mountain and headed toward Gotham to check on his best friend.

It didn't take long to get to Wayne Manor in Gotham now that he could take a few steps in the sky. 'Guess that's one perk to being dead.'

He stood over the mansion, looking down at his best friend sitting in the living room, watching TV, like he didn't care about anything anymore. Bruce walked in and sat down on the couch next to him. "Dick, how are you doing?"

"I'll be fine," Dick said emotionless.

Bruce sighed. "Do you want to talk?"

Dick turned off the TV, but didn't look at Bruce. "Why does everyone that I love have to die?" Dick finally said quietly after a few minutes of silence.

Bruce looked at him sadly then pulled Dick into his arms as Dick began to cry again. Wally had a few tears in his eyes as he watched it play out.

"Dick..." Bruce just wasn't sure how to comfort him at the time. Dick had lost so much, his parents died, he couldn't go back to the circus without remembering that horrible day, and now his best friend was gone. "I'm still here and I'm not going anywhere."

Wally watched as Dick sat in Bruce's arms crying for a good ten minutes before Dick finally went up to his room. Of course, Wally followed him up there. He had to try to help him somehow.

Dick sat on his bed. He grabbed a picture of him and Wally off the nightstand and just starred at it. 'Dude, I am so sorry. If there was some way to come back you know I would.' Dick snorted and smiled a little. 'I feel horrible about leavin' you guys, but there was nothing you could do about it.'

"It's all my fault," Dick said still looking down at the picture. 'No, don't think like that, please.' "I wasn't good enough to stop the bleeding, to keep you from going in to shock. I basically let you die." 'NO! YOU DID NOT!'

Dick flinched a little but never turned away from the picture. Wally sighed and ran his hand through his hair. 'I just wish there was some way for me to talk to you guys.'

Dick started laughing, which really surprised Wally, in fact, he took a few steps back. He just watched his friend laugh, staring at him like he had gone mad. 'What's so funny?'

"You, that's who," Dick finally managed to say after he calmed his laughter down.

Wally just stared at him completely shocked. 'Wait, so you can hear me?'

Dick didn't only look up, but looked right at Wally and chuckled. "Yeah, and see you too. It's good to see you again."

Wally just stood there with his mouth open. He finally shook his head and was about to say something when there was a knock on the door. "Dick, is everything ok?" Bruce asked as he opened the door and walked into the room.

Dick gave him a small smile, but never looked away from Wally. "Yeah, everything's fine, Bruce."

Bruce looked at what Dick was looking at, but all he saw was a blank wall. "Ok," he said a little skeptical. He looked once more at Dick before he walked out of the room.

'It's like he couldn't see me,' Wally finally said once Bruce left.

"He probably can't," Dick said as he stood up and put the picture back on the stand.

'Ok? But why? Why are you the only one that can see and hear me?'

"How many people have you tried talking too since you basically became a ghost?" Dick asked with a slight smirk on his face.

'Well, before I came here, I went to the mountain and tried to talk to the guys there, but I thought they couldn't hear me. M'gann said that... she said that she thought she could hear my voice! She did hear me!'

"Maybe you're just getting used to communicating with mortals. You probably wasn't trying as hard as you were here."

Wally nodded, thinking about what Dick had just told him. He looked back up. 'I really am sorry for leaving you guys like that, and please don't blame yourself, Dick, you did everything you could.'

Dick sat back down on the bed. "Oh yeah, then why are you standing here in my room as a ghost?"

Dick wasn't looking at Wally anymore, so Wally walked over to him and concentrated on making himself solid. He put his hand on Dick's shoulder which caused Dick to look up at him a bit surprised. Wally just smiled and sat down next to him. 'You know me, I don't always do what's supposed to be done.' When he got no smile, he sighed again and wrapped his arm around Dick. 'Look, I don't know why people die, but sometimes there's just nothing you can do about it.'

"Yeah, but why'd it have to be you?" Dick had tears welling up in his eyes again. He looked up at the Flying Graysons' poster. "Why did they have to be them?"

Wally looked up at the poster too. 'I told you, I don't have the answer to that, but I do know this, you have to hold on.' Dick looked at Wally now like he was the crazy one.

Wally stood up and walked over to the picture of the young justice team and picked it up. He then turned around. 'You've been through this before, with your parents. You can help the rest of the team.' Dick looked away from Wally. 'Dick, most of the team has never been through the loss of a loved one. Yeah, Zatanna lost her dad to Dr. Fate, but Conner, M'gann, they're new to this.' He brought the picture over and handed it to Dick. Dick took the picture and looked at it. 'You have to keep the team together, be their strength.'

The room was quiet for a few minutes before Dick finally looked back up to Wally and smiled. "That's why you're still here." Wally looked at him totally lost. Dick chuckled again. "Your job isn't finished here on earth yet."

'Ok, I have no idea what you're talking about.'

"Bruce told me about it one time. He has this friend called Deadman. He's like you, a ghost. Bruce said that the reason why he couldn't cross over was because he still had something to do here on earth. Deadman believes that he has to find the man who killed him, but I think you have to help us."

'Whoa. So you're saying that because I'm a ghost and I haven't crossed over is because I have to help you guys with my death?'

Dick shrugged and walked over to place the picture back on his desk. "Who knows, it could be something totally different, but I'm just guessing." He turned around. "So where will you go now?"

'Well, if you can handle the rest of the team, I was thinking 'bout going over to Arty's and getting her out of her sour mood." They both laughed at that.

"I'm really gonna miss you Wally," Dick said sad again.

'I'm gonna miss you too.'

Dick walked up to Wally and wrapped his arms around him in a hug and the tears finally fell from his eyes. Wally wrapped his arms around Dick as well. "Just take care of yourself in the afterlife," Dick said as the broke off the hug.

'I will,' Wally replied then messed up Dick's hair, which got a laugh out of him.

Wally took a few steps back then looked to the sky and flew off. Dick watched him as he disappeared through the ceiling then sighed. "Hey, Bruce," he yelled as he walked toward the door. He could hardly hear Bruce calling back, but he did. He took one more look at the ceiling where Wally disappeared, smiled, then walked out the door to go talk and hang out with Bruce.

It was about time he finally let Wally rest in peace and try to go on with his life. He would never forget Wally, cause that just wouldn't be possible, but he knew that Wally was right. He had to help the team get through Wally's death, and for him to do that, he would have to get past his own grief.