Chapter 3 - Consequences

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—Jaime

It was chaotic after Zatanna came back to life. After returning to the cave, Nightwing forgave Wanda, and actually offered her and Mev a spot on the Team. They both accepted, and Mev had to carry Wanda to her room. Apparently bringing people back from the dead took a lot of energy. Everyone else swarming Zatanna, Artemis wouldn't leave her side. Everyone was happy, well, as much as one could be with two souls still missing from the Team.

Remy was devastated that Cassie and Tim were still gone. She cried that night, and I held her in my arms, but by morning, she was better. She smile and told me everything would be all right. I could see she was trying hard to hold herself together, but that was a start at least.

A few days later, we're both sitting on her bed. My head is in her lap, while she runs her hands through my hair, and talks about watching Mev trained today. He's super strong apparently. Stronger than Superboy. Wanda's theory is that since he's both kryptonian and martian, that it gives him more strength. It was also revealed that his telekinesis isn't as strong as his mother's.

At the mention of Wanda's name, my eyes narrow. Her hand stops on the back of my head, and she leans over to look at me.

"Jaime, are you okay? You haven't been yourself lately." Her eyes are pools of dark earth and are focused on me.

"I'm fine." I say, which is kind of true.

"Jaime." She says sharply. "Something's been bothering you, tell me."

I stare at her a moment longer before sitting up and turning to face her. She waits patiently for me to begin.

"I woke up, and you were just gone." I begin.

"Jaime, I had to do it. She brought Zatanna back to—"

"And she put you on mode! She can't just magically fix that just like she fix Zatanna's death now can she?" I interrupt, anger bubbling up in my voice.

"She never wanted to! She did it to keep Mev safe! I would have done the exact same thing to keep you safe." She says angrily, her brow narrowing in frustration.

"Yet you couldn't tell me what you were doing." I speak softly.

She stops at this, staring at me with her mouth hanging open.

"I had just gotten you back, and then you disappear. I was terrifying that she was hurting you again. I was worried sick she had put you on mode again." I say, the words slipping right off of my tongue.

"If I had told you, you wouldn't have let me go." she says.

"Maybe, but you should have trusted me enough to tell me what you were doing."

"Trust you? Jaime, I trust you. Why would—"

"Not enough to tell me what you were doing." I reply back bitterly.

"I had to save Zatanna, and I couldn't risk anyone stopping us." She shoots back heatedly, her voice raising slightly.

"Risk? Risk? Remy, you risk so much more. Wanda could have hurt you or worst!" My voice level matching hers.

"But she didn't! You need to let that go and realize that Wanda isn't the bad guy!" She begins shouting at me.

"Wanda isn't the bad guy? You're right, she only put you on mode and murdered Zatanna. We should just throw ourselves at her because she's just so trustful!" I yell sarcastically.

I watch Remy's face explode with anger at that. "WELL AT LEAST SHE TRUSTS ME TO MAKE MY OWN CHOICES WITHOUT HOVERING OVER ME!"

"RIGHT, JUST DO WHATEVER YOU WANT! JUST LEAVE YOUR BOYFRIEND ALONE AND WONDERING IF YOUR ON MODE OR NOT!" I yell back at her.

"IF I TOLD YOU, YOU WOULDN'T HAVE LET ME GO!" She screams.

"YOU'RE RIGHT, BECAUSE I'VE ALREADY LOST YOU AND I'M NOT GOING TO LOSE YOU EVER AGAIN!"

That shocks her into silence. Her eyes are widen and seem watery. She tenderly reaches a hand out to me.

"Jaime, I'm so sorry I scared you." Just as her fingers brush my hand, I move off the bed and stand up. Her hand moves back and she holds it like she's been burn.

"I... I need some time, Remy. I don't want to say something I'll regret because I love you too much. I just... I just need some time." I say, looking at her. She's still for a long time before she finally nods.

"Okay," her voice thick with emotions.

"Goodnight," I say, leaving before I might cave and turn right around and jump into her arms. I need to think. I need to clear my head because if I stay I'll just argue with her again. I might say something that I can't take back.

As I head for the Zeta Tube, my mind is racing with thoughts. How could Remy have gone with that crazy girl? How could she have left me without a clue? How could have just walked away leaving me going crazy with worry that I might lose her again?

I step into the Zeta Tube, trying to calm my heart beat down.


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