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Chapter 1: Heart Attack (Kylie's P.O.V.)

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      Wally and I sit in awkward silence at the Happy Harbor airport. We’re going to have to go to Washington DC and pose as an important couple attending the inaugural ball. Yes, to protect the president elect Lex Luthor from assassination. I'm trying to drown out my thoughts with loud ass music. Sadly even the raw talent of artists such as Paramore, Alkaline Trio, and Greenday do little to distract from the yelling inside my head. Why did it have to be him and I paired together for this mission! Of all the ACTUAL COUPLES on the team! Thalia and Kaldur, Milo and Artemis, Dick and Zatanna, M’gann and Connor, just to name a few. Why did it have to be me and Mr. I'll flirt with anything in a skirt? We're not even a goddamn fucking couple! Ok I'll admit, we're friends with benefits. But nothing more. “I swear I'm going to kill Bruce when we get back home.” I mutter to myself.

    “Hugh, what was that?” Wally says between bites of sub sandwich.

 “Oh nothing. Just plotting Batman’s murder. That's all.” I grumble, slouching in my chair. The redhead laughs at my matter-of-fact response. “I hope you know I'm dead serious.” I retort. My voice like shards of glass.

      “I know.” Is all the speedster has to say on the matter.

      “Just so you know, the fact that we're posing as a couple for this mission changes NOTHING between us. I...don't feel anything like that for you.” I somewhat lie. Yes I do have...feelings for him. But like hell am I gonna just put my heart out on the line like that. Especially for a flirt like Wally. I've been hurt and seen people I care about hurt way too many times. It's just not gonna happen.

        Another “I know.” from Wally.

       Our flight number is called. I pull our tickets out of my purse as we stand in line.  I hand my “partner” his ticket. He smiles and says “Thanks Ky.”

        “No prob.” I stare at the ground, trying to hide the blush rushing to my cheeks. Damn him and his adorkable smile.           The line begins to move. We show our tickets to the man at the gate. He nods and motions for us to board the plane. We walk down the short corridor to a set of plush blue seats. I take the one closest to the window. Wally of course sits next to me. He seems a bit afraid, almost like he's never flown before. But that'd be nonsense, we've all ridden in the bioship dozens of times. “Hey. You ok?” I ask.

        “Yeah. I'll be fine...” His words are shaky and unsteady. I can taste the bullshit in my mouth.

         “You've never flown in a regular plane before have you?” I tease giving him the side eye.

          “No. No I have not.” He admits in shame.

          I take his hand smiling. His cheeks flush slightly at the gesture. “Don't worry. I'll be with ya every step of the way.”

          He smiles. “Hehe. Thanks sweetcheeks.”

         My expression goes ice cold while my cheeks heat up. “Do you have a death wish?”

         “Nope.” Wally pulls an almost believable innocent face.

         “Then don't pull that shit with me.” I threaten.

          He lifts his hands in surrender. “Okay. Okay.”

          Our next five minutes are spent settling into our little corner for the long flight. The pilot's voice comes over the intercom. “Attention passengers, we're about to take off so if you'd please fasten your seatbelts.”  The terrified expression returns to Wally's face.

          I turn to him. “Remember, I'll be here.” The plane starts down the runway. Wally is white knuckling my hand. The plane has begun lifting off the ground. I'm slightly concerned that Wally might pass out. Those concerns are put to rest by the pilot saying that we've reached our cruising altitude.

          Wally looks at me. “Hey, we did it!”

          “We sure did.” I respond, lifting our connected hands into the air yelling. “Woo hoo!” Then as if we'd just realized what we were doing, we looked at each other, eyes Wide. “S...sorry.” We speak simultaneously, each releasing the other's hand.

          Some of the other passengers comment amongst themselves about what a cute couple Wally and I are. Making me slouch deeper into my seat and pull my black sweater tighter around me. I bring my knees to my chest, put my earbuds in, and before I know it I'm out cold.

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