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<h1>Where else can I go? Chasin' you, chasin' you <b>Ain't runnin' from myself no more. Together we'll win it all</b>


<i>Tag: Artemis // Words: ###</i></h1>
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This is happening. This is really happening. He is about to marry the woman he wants to spend the rest of their (long, he swears) lives with. It is not the affair that either of them had envisioned for their big day but that is not all that important to Wally. As long as he gets to call Artemis his wife he will be happy. If they have to skip the big wedding in order to evade any and all of these supposed prophecies of doom and gloom and death, and if Artemis is happy, then this is all they need. At least he hopes Artemis is happy. He is happy. She seems happy, too, right?<BR><BR>

Deep breath. Slow his thoughts. His mind wants to race, competing with his heart in some anxious rivalry. Wally glances sideways at Dick standing next to him and sticks his tongue out sideways at him, trying to forget his nerves with some good old-fashioned silliness. It works so-so until he sees Artemis walking down the aisle.<BR><BR>

His heart jumps and lodges itself in his throat. His lungs forget how to work right. And all the blood rushes to his face along with a goofy grin that spreads a crooked path across his face. She is gorgeous, downright outright gorgeous. Not that she needed to be all dressed up in white (which is impractical in their daily lives, mind you...tangent thought) for him to realize that. This is just special (no kidding, does Artemis own anything white in her closet?), an unforgettable moment, definitely.<BR><BR>

He mouths the words ‘I love you’ at Artemis from where he is standing, subtly reaching over to poke Dick lightly in the side. More nerves. A lot of ‘lookit how pretty she is!’ without saying anything and ruining the moment. They are already making due with circumstances and a huge time restraint, Artemis would murder him if he muffed it up further.


<h2>Post Notes:
<b>XXXXXXX</b>
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Oct 21 2017, 10:09 AM
<I>March 10th, 2017</I>

He is late. Late for what he does not know but there is this blurry little note in his mental ledger telling him that it was something important and he went and forgot it. He races down the streets of Gateway City, recklessly weaving through traffic, pondering this dilemma. He is going home...he knows that, even if all it is to him is an address. It is not supposed to bother him that this is all it is, that all the emotion is missing.

But he is distracted by the sound of a blaring alarm, the kind a blundering idiot would trip on a heist gone wrong. He slams in the brakes as a man rushes out the front door, clearly trying to make his escape with a bag of stolen valuables - a glance up at the sign, jewelry store - in his hand. A second later his head is bouncing off the wall and the speedster is repossessing the stolen jewelry. “Mine.”

And that is when he notices /her/. She is a goddess, if he had ever saw one. He knows her...he realizes, though how or where or why? The answers escape him but at the sight of her it feels as if his stilled, emotionless heart takes to beating again with a painful surge of feeling. She makes his heart go crazy and a euphoric feeling swells inside his chest to make room for the butterflies in his stomach. Love?

“Artemis,” be breathes out breathlessly.

In a flash he is inside the shop, just as the other thief drops. He swings his arms around her, trapping her arms to her sides. “I got you a present,” he utters, voice altered. And he releases her one arm to drop the second thief’s haul on the glass case next to them. A brief flurry of motion and a string of pearls is around her neck. “This looks better on you, though.”

Pherla
Oct 16 2017, 11:11 AM
March 18th, 2017

Wally's fingers are nervous as they find Dick's name in his contact list (he has him under 'Dork' at the moment...same thing!). Things are still not the same between them. Wally wants them to be but after all that has gone on during his absence and since his return...they have a lot to work on. Speedsters are not known for their patience but he is trying. Just, right now, he is wondering if they are in a good enough place that his friend would be open to this call.

He has to try though. There is nobody else that Wally would want as his best man, even if they are not back to besties status. So he presses the call button and brings the phone to his ear, holding his breath. Man...the guy is probably running around Gotham right now, beating up bad guys. Wally slumps against the wall and hangs his head, eyes closed tight and brow furrowed.

Dick's voice answers and Wally opens one eye, then the other. "Dick! Hey man, uh...wanna come to Vegas and be my best man?" he asks, everything coming out in a jumble. That...was not how he wanted that to come out.
Oct 12 2017, 03:25 PM
March 17th, 2017

Wally has no idea where he has been or what he has even been up to as he struggles to recall the last thing he does remember. He ‘woke up’ - as in became aware of himself and his surroundings - about thirty-five minutes ago while walking roughly in the direction of home. He became immediately and shockingly aware of the pain in his ribs and back. Every breath was tight and agonizing; getting up the stairs was torture and he was gasping by the time he reached the door where he took a minute to compose himself before entering.

The lights are on and he can hear Artemis moving about in the kitchen, dining room area. In the illumination of their apartment Wally looks definitively paler than normal, haggard even. His attempt at removing his coat ends with a muffled groan of pain and he aborts the mission as he shuffles in. Hell, he is tired, feels like he was hit by a truck. Artemis is going to notice and Wally does not even have any way of explaining it to her. He cannot tell her about blacking out; he cannot worry her.

Wally tries to breathe as normally as he can as he moves to join Art, coat unzipped but still on as he moves behind her to kiss the top of her head. “Hey, Babe,” he greets tiredly, his voice sounding harsh as if it has been overused. Which is saying something for the notorious Kid Mouth. “Sorry i’m late. I got...caught up..” with something, he does not know what. “I think i’m just going to go to bed.” That will be...interesting...considering how he failed to even get out of a simple coat. Maybe he will just find the most comfortable position and pass out as is. Anywhere will do, his shaky legs tell him.
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<h1>Where else can I go? Chasin' you, chasin' you <b>Ain't runnin' from myself no more. Together we'll win it all</b>


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March 18th, 2017<BR><BR>

They needed this time away, Wally had told her as much, somewhere away from the city and a lot greener. Everything has been crazy lately and they could really, really use some time set aside for just the two of them. Between work and friends and Luc staying with them (not that Wally minds) it has been forever since there was room in their schedules for couple’s alone time together. Quality time, the kind they did not have to squeeze in, in the middle of everything else.<BR><BR>

She had not had to worry about anything. He had planned it all before he sprung the idea on her and Artemis seems to have been enjoying herself. She appears happy and if she is happy, well, that makes Wally happy. Art even mentioned doing this again sometime, which has to be good.<BR><BR>

The sun is dipping low in the sky, the clouds lighting up in brilliant hues and the ocean glows orange as the waves come crashing into the beach. Wally kneels next to the pile of stuff on the sands and looks up to watch Artemis from a distance, seeing her back as she apparently observes the eighty-foot waterfall cascading from the trails above. His face splits into a big, goofy, lovestruck grin as he stares shamelessly.<BR><BR>

He stuffs his hand nervously into the pocket of his jacket as he licks his lips, smile dwindling a little as he fiddles with something he had planted there this morning. He probably should not have shoved that last burger down earlier because he feels kind of sick now. His heart pounds anxiously, doubt clouding his head. Then he stands up abruptly, frowning at himself as he takes his hand out of his pocket. “This is stupid, Wallman,” he mutters to himself, “Dang...just chillax, wouldja?”<BR><BR>

His grin renews and he leans to snatch up what he had come back to their things for before trotting in Artemis’ direction, pant legs rolled up and bare feet slinging sand behind him. “Found ‘em, Babe!” And Art turns to give him a skeptical look as he appears next to her, proudly holding up what he had brought. “I got sparklers! What’s a fun sunset at the beach without sparklers?” He leans quickly forward to place a smacking, playful peck on her lips.

<h2>Post Notes:
<b>XXXXXXX</b>
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