Becca opened her eyes. She hadn't realized she;d blacked out but now she lay in her bed. She saw shadows playing along the crack between the floor and her door. She sat up, running a hand through her hair. She could hear voices but no words. Becca pulled the covers off, fixing her hair as best she could. The door opened and her sister came in. Billy gave Becca a wink before closing the door.
“Willow!”
Becca ran into her sisters arms, feeling a healing sensation overtake them both.
“Becca! I've missed you!”
The two hugged for several minutes and Becca barely held in her tears. Willow pulled away and looked at her.
“Are you alright?”
“I'm fine Willow. You?”
“I'm...okay. It's just been a little hard.”
“I know. I felt your pain.” Becca put her hand over Willow's heart. “He's hurting you, isn't he?”
“Becca, it's not what you think.”
“Then tell me. What exactly is it Willow? Cause it's seems to me that my girl is being hurt!”
“Wally's just jealous of Billy.”
“Then maybe he should have never hurt you.”
Becca removed her hand, clenching her hands. Her eyes turned white and she looked away from Willow.
“Becca...your hair...your eyes! What happened?”
“I dyed my hair. But my eyes...” Becca moved, picking up a small mirror. She looked into it. “The mark of my Wiccan blood moved. I dyed my hair so my eyes became the mark of a Wiccan. It's scary isn't it?” Becca put the mirror down. Her eyes had turned from white to dark blue. “I think most Wiccan's are scared of change. But I've always been a fighter. I'm not even sure why we're talking about this. You changed the subject.”
“I-I'm sorry Becca. But your eyes; it startled me!”
“Heh. I don't blame you.”
Her eyes went back to brown and Becca looked up at Willow.
“It's hurting you, isn't it Willow?”
“What is?”
“The fact that I accept anything you throw at me but Wally can't even take a little jealousy.”
“Yes. But you are a better man than Wally.”
“Heh. Wally just doesn't know how to...handle jealousy. It's a part of who he is and it's a part of his DNA structure. He can't change that.”
“He could be nicer and-wait. How do you know what Wally's DNA would look like and consist of?”
Becca smiled, her eyes turning green.
“Never doubt me, Willow. I know more about Young Justice than any of them do.”
“And how did you get such information?”
Becca's smile turned to a smirk and her eyes changed to red.
“Easy Willow. I cloned Young Justice.”