He sat on the cot, cross-legged, meditating silently. His face seems sunken in, bags became visible under his eyes, his face was slightly swollen with bruises. His hair was grown out several inches, at least down to his shoulders. His tired eyes opened as the steel door opened. His eyes glared defensively at the guard who came in.

As usual, she was tucked away in her corner, her head in her arms, keeping her back to the door. The thoughts that swarmed her mind as her body trembled. She heard the loud thumping of military grade boots approaching the door as she stood. She looked like a deer in headlights as the door opened.

He concentrated on his breathing as he continued his sit-ups. He replayed the last time saw his girlfriend. The last time he hugged her and gave her a goodbye kiss. He was jarred from these fond memories by the door opening the glass wall separating them coming down.

He was in a full handstand, carefully moving his hand from one hand to the next, replaying what happened repeatedly, trying so hard to remember what went wrong. As his mind began to recall the information, he heard the key in the keyhole began to turn to make him look up.

He threw his red bouncy ball against the wall as his boredom consumed him. His mind prattled off random thoughts, formulas, and his living girlfriend. The sound of her laughter, her gentle touch, the scent of her cinnamon apple hair. The memories of there cuddles and dates flooded into his mind like Niagra falls, bring a rare smile on his face. His smile faded as the door opened revealing the guard at the door.

She as stretches out on her cot, playing now with her rubber band as a soft yawn escaped her dry lips. She thought of how pissed her mother would when she got out, well if she got out. She reflected in being at home, listening to her mother nag her about something on television, her boyfriends constant eating, her friends and the safety they brought her. The feeling of safety was shattered as the door opened. She sat up instantly me ready for a fight.

The guards put them all in handcuffs from their small cells and lead them to an empty room, one by one. Aqualad was lead to the room first, the cuff was taken off at the door. He stood by the wall, as instructed, and kept his head down with his back to the door. The rest of the Team were in the same position but in separate rooms. In the first room, Ms. Waller walked in and sat at the small round table in the room.

"Turn around and have a seat," she ordered.

He followed the order, not surprised by the familiar face he saw before him. She barely recognizes him due to the now long shaggy hair and caved in cheeks.

"I am not going to beat around the bush. There has been a development in you and your team cases," Kaldur didn't say anything allowing her to continue to talk. "Alberto Gracia has been found, alive," his eyes widen slightly and hope gleamed in his eyes. "He was found wandering the streets of New York, he was intoxicated with a substance of some kind, acting erratically. They conducted a physical and drug test on him an found a branding on his neck and combination of drugs in his system. The branding was similar to the Light insignia. We also have reason to believe that they are more survivors besides Mr. Gracia. From the conversation, we tried to conduct with Mr. Gracia he has no recollection of your team being involved in his abduction. The bruises on his body are old and our medical examiner has concluded that they are several months old; before your team became involved with the disappearances. Until we have concrete evidence that you are involved, you are being released on quote on quote 'house arrest'. You will be staying at Mount Justice until future notice," a small smile graced his lips as his eyes started to swell with tears.

"W-will I be able to speak with my team?" he asked after clearing his throat.

"By today, yes. The Justice League has been informed and will be here within the next few hours. Congratulations," she said with a small smile.

"Will I be able to make a phone call?"

"Of course. Sit tight," she rose from her chair and walked out of the room.

After the Team was informed the guards took them into the first one by one. Kaldur heard the loud footsteps of the guards and stood from his seat. As the door opened Connor walked in with the guard behind him. A smile of relief graced Kaldur's lips as Connor ran to him. They embraced each other tightly, not even caring for each other's bone being crushed. Their shoulders became filled with their tears that were rolling down their cheeks.

"It is wonderful to see you, my friend," Kaldur whispered into his shoulder.

"Is it true? Tell me that it's true Kal. Do we really get to go home?" Connor begged as his voice began to tremble.

"Yes, it appears to be true. We are going home Connor," he said while his voice became filled with tearful joy.

They hugged once again as they chuckled in to relieve, not hearing the door open behind them. Connor hears a small gasp and looked behind him to see Artemis standing at the door, tears flowing down her cheek. She ran to them as they opened their arms to her. With Artemis smushed in the middle, they all hugged each other tightly, enjoying their reunion. The room filled with her soft cries of relieving and firm kisses on each other heads. As they stayed in the room embrace a soft meek voice entered Connor's mind.

"C-Connor?"

"M'gann! Are you okay? How-where-when.." he asked rapidly.

"They took the collar off my neck. They told me that we get to go home. Is it true?"

"Yes. It's actually happening. Where are you?"

"They-" her sentence was interrupted the door opening and being ushered into the room.

Connor instantly let Artemis go and ran to her. She met him halfway, wrapping her arms around his trimmed waist, sobbing loudly into his orange jumpsuit as he rubbed her back gently. He placed hard passionate kisses her temple while stroking her slightly tangled hair. Each time he felt her tiny body tremble and jolt with sobs, he pressed her body closer to her, daring anyone to try and take her away from him again.

"I missed you so much, M'gann," Connor whispered softly, dropping another kiss on her temple.

"I missed you too. More than you could ever imagine," she replied while kissing his chest softly, unable to move to kiss his cheek.

She felt two different pairs of arms around her and turned her head to see Kaldur and Artemis. She instantly felt safer surrounded by her friends and boyfriend. As they were caught up in their embrace, they once again didn't hear the door open again and the guards usher him into the room.

"Babe!" Wally shouted in joy while running to Artemis.

She turned around him at his voice and opened her arms, letting him crash into her. He picked her up off the ground and hugged her tighter. She wrapped her legs around his waist nuzzling deep into his neck, missing his scent. Robin was escorted into the room, smiling as he gazed his eyes at his teammates hugging.

"Robin," Kaldur ran to him, engulfing him into a tight embrace.

"Is it true?" Robin whispered, "Do we get to go home?"

"Yes, Robin. We are going home my friend," Kaldur squeezed him tightly as if he needed to make Robin believe in this truth.

Tears slowly trickled down their faces ad the reality seeped into their bones. For the moment, all of this was over