2 weeks later.

Wally sat on edge in the seat next to his best friend, his little brother. His hand was holding onto Dick's cold and pale hand. It had been two whole weeks since Dick tried to kill himself, he hasn't woken up since. 
About a week ago, Barry had to pull Wally out of Dick's hospital room. Wally hadn't been getting much sleep or eating at all. He was slowly slipping into depression, blaming himself for what happened to Dick. For not being a great friend, failing and ruining everything. He was putting all of this upon his shoulders and everyone was beginning to worry about the young speedster. Barry was on high alert, he was constantly there for his nephew and supporting him, he couldn't allow anything similar to what has happened to Dick happen to Wally.

Wally sighed and leaned back. He was running on E, he was so tired right now. He had been awake for three days straight right now, he had no idea how Dick did this all the time and still functioned as if nothing was wrong. Wally turned his head to look over at Dick who laid very still in the hospital bed. 
Images of him carry Dick in his arms, blood still flowing from his cuts on his arms as he made his way to the hospital. So much fear was held up in his chest.

Just then Dick's hand in his twitched and Wally sprained forward.
"Dick?" questioned Wally, moving closer towards his best friend.

Dick's eyes slowly began to flicker open, revealing his bright blue eyes to Wally's green ones.
"DICK!?!" yelled Wally surprised. Dick's eyes were open, he was awake. He was okay. A huge smile came across Wally's face. He was over come with joy. He watched as Dick blinked his eyes, trying to focus. Wally leaned forward and cupped Dick's face within his hands.

Dick's eyes looked over at him and Wally began to cry just a little bit, he was thrilled to have his best friend awake.

"Dick...your awake! Oh thank goodness dude! You had me so worried!'' he said and sat on the side of the hospital bed.

Dick crunched his face in confusement, he didn't seemed to understand what was going on.
"Wh-what happened?" Dick's voice was so quite and ruff from not being used in two weeks.

Wally took his hands back from him. Wally wasn't expecting that. He really didn't know what he was expecting, he was just so glad that Dick was awake. Wally sighed and closed his eyes for a moment. Images of Dick laying still in Roy's bathroom quickly flashed in his mind.

"Wa-Wally?" Dick's voice broke as he spoke. Dick moved his tiny hand over to Wally's hand and gripped it as tight as he could, fear filling inside his blue eyes.

Wally cleared his throat before he spoke.
"Umm....what's, what's that last thing you remember dude?" he said, looking directly at his baby brother.

Wally watched as Dick thought for a moment. At first he thought Dick didn't remember anything that had happened but then his eyes grew as the events that led him here came into his mind. He glanced quickly up at Wally, seeing the pain within Wally's face, Dick knew it was all true. It really happened.
Wally noticed this quickly and went forward wrapping his arms around the sad bird as he began to shake and cry. 

"Oh Dick.'' said Wally holding tightly onto Dick. Dick's whole small body shock and he continued to cry and cry. Then in between sobs he cried out to Wally.

"I'm so sorry! I'm sorry! Please forgive me, I'm so sorry. I'm Sorry! I-I'm so sorry Walls! Please don't hate me! I'm sorry!" cried Dick.
Wally tighten his hold on his baby brother but when Dick cried out to him to not hate him, Wally's heart broke.

"Did he really think that I could hate him? I loved him. He means the world to me, I would be completely lost without him. He's my brother, I could never hate him. Oh Dick, I'm so sorry. Gosh, I hope he can forgive me for all of this." thought  Wally.

Wally pulled back out of their embrace and held Dick out, arms length. His eyes scanned his broken baby brother's face.

"Dick...." he began. Dick slowly raised his head and looked up at him.
"I-I could Never hate you. You mean so much to me. I was going out of my mind when you where in this hospital bed. I-I'm sorry! Please just don't hate me for...for messing up so badly.'' Wally said and began to cry.

Dick's heart broke. "Wally's crying? He thinks, I hate him? How? Why? No! NO! This is all my fault! Not his, no one else's."  thought Dick.
"I suck! I've made my best friend broken as I am. I screwed everything up. He would have been better off if I wasn't here right now. Or better if he never met me and I just died with my parents.'' Dick accidentally said out loud. He was so lost in his hurt he spoke his thoughts out loud, causing Wally more pain as he looked at Dick.

Wally's hands tighten on Dick's shoulders. He still had tears within his green eyes but they stopped falling. He looked directly at Dick, all seriousness written clearly on his face.

"Dick. Listen to me," said Wally, his tone not breaking, "I don't hate you at all, and I or anyone would Ever be better off without you in their lives! Don't you think that, ever okay?! Please Dick, you matter to me so much. You matter to everyone! Please know that you are loved, cared about and are wanted. Everyone wants you! You-you...." Wally was getting chocked up with so many emotions.
Dick clearly understood this, he clearly heard all of Wally's words. He began to slowly break down, each word having an effect on him. His mind told him so many lies over so many years, telling him on a daily basic that no one cared about him, that he shouldn't be here, be alive. He and everyone else would be better off if he was gone. No one loved him. He was worthless.

"Walls...Wally it's okay." said Dick.

"No it's Not!" yelled Wally causing Dick to flinch. "You almost died! I-I was so scared! Wh-what..." 

"Wally, I know what I did was wrong, and I'm so sorry for it. I hope you and everyone can forgive me for it. Everything was just so much! It hurt so bad. I-I I just wanted the pain to go away, to stop. I wanted to feel normal again, to be happy but I never felt like myself. Everyday I was so lost and I just.... it's not your fault. It's not the team's or Bruce's. It's mine. I felt so alone and broken after... after my parents that even the good moments in my life where shadowed by the lost and pain I felt for them. I was drowning and, I didn't know how to reach out and survive. I am so sorry for this. I feel so terrible right now! I feel so awful for putting you through this. I never meant to hurt you Wally. This is all my fault. You mean so much to me, I love you. Your my family, i know this and I-I...I can't...." Dick broke down and cried. Wally pulled Dick into his chest. They sat their in each others arms crying.

Just outside of Dick's hospital door was Barry, Alfred and Bruce. Barry was there to pick Wally up, to break him away from the hospital room to get his nephew some deserved and needed food and rest. But he frozen when he heard Dick's voice. He immediately called Bruce and told him to get to the hospital right away, that Dick was awake. Barry didn't dare to go in, he knew that Wally needed this time alone with Dick.
Both Bruce and Alfred arrived but Barry stopped them and they allowed the young speedster to talk with the tiny broken bird. They listen and listen and bits and pieces of their own hearts broke more and more. Bruce brushed the silent tears from his face.