A/N: So..I decided to write another Titans fic. This takes place shortly after Infinite Crisis. It's an AU story, so it doesn't follow any plot lines in the comic. Just so I'm not getting any "YOU RUINED IT!" posts on my reviews page.

Disclaimer:Characters-not mine. Plot, so mine. Steal and die.

Aftermath

Chapter One: Cassie

I sat in my room, knees clutched to my chest.

I was hoping that it wouldn't come to this. Conner was already dead, this just made things worse.

Unless I was jumping to conclusions...which I really hoped that I was.

Being late wasn't the worst thing didn't mean I was...it could just mean that I was simply late. Nothing more, nothing less. Conner was a clone too-although to me he was a person, a real human being, not something grown in a test tube-could he even be capable of...

If I was what I thought I possible could be I could already here people's reactions, "You've should have been more careful," "You should have used something." What was I going to tell them, that it was one of those "The world's ending and all I want to do is be with you scenarios?" Because even though it was it was what Conner and I both wanted. I wouldn't take it back for the life of me. I wouldn't want my first time to be with anyone else.

Him dead also complicates things. Just a little bit.

I glanced at my watch. Five minutes to go. Why did it seem that during your most desperate moments, time seemed to move so slow?

Please, oh please let me not be...

If I was what this bring for me? Hiding from Lex Luthor, who would be waiting to seize me so that he could have what was left of his "son".

Luthor, that vile, worthless piece of trash. Because of him, Conner spent the last months of is life hiding from us. Hiding from the Titans, avoiding our calls, emails, or any forms of contact. Conner hated himself for what Luthor made him do.

Four minutes to go.

But in the end, he proved Luthor, and those that thought he was nothing but a monster created by Alexander Luthor, wrong. He saved the Earth, the universe. He was a hero

Heroes shouldn't die. Not after they've saved everyone.

Heroes' girlfriends shouldn't let them die either. It was my fault that he died. I should've done more to save him.

Three minutes to go.

If only I'd saved him. Then he'd be here with me. Holding my hands, running his finger through my hair, telling me that we would get through it together. I wouldn't have to face this alone.

But I didn't. I screwed up, I let him die. And now I was facing something bigger than anything I had ever faced alone.

I had no one.

And I was to blame for it.

Two minutes to go.

What would I do?

Who could I turn to?

Where would I go?

Why did this happen to me?

Easy girl...breathe...remember, it could all just be a big misunderstanding.

Just keeping thinking that and everything will be fine.

One minute to go.

Whatever Gods remain. Please don't let this happen to me. I don't know if I could handle it. Let it be just a mistake...

Ding!

The kitchen timer in my bathroom went off. Slowly and full of caution, I walked to the bathroom sink and pulled the white stick out of the cup of hot water.

My heart dropped into my stomach.

Double pink lines. They were clear as day.

I was pregnant with Conner Kent's child.

I was seventeen, pregnant, and alone.

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