Hello! I'm back! I haven't been on this website for so long due to an overlong hiatus. My other story 'Even' will not be worked on for very, very long time. Though I feel like giving the story away to anyone who would like to take over. Anyways, this is a brand new story that I came up with, which takes inspiration from different authors.

This story will feature sexual content, some comedy (unless you think it is) but a lot of drama. Seriously. This will be a human AU in case you are wondering. Some characters that have non-human names will be changed.

So La'gaan is Logan, M'gann is Megan, Kon-El is just Conner (obviously) and Kaldur will be Kalvin (I don't why but it works for me).

Young Justice belongs to their respectful owners.

Enjoy!

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It was New Year's Day, 40 days since Wendy Harris unexpectedly died in a car accident. Megan was in her kitchen chopping vegetables for dinner. It wasn't for her though, it was for Conner, who was engaged to Wendy before the horrible accident. Megan dumped the vegetables into the large pot to boil them. She sat at the table, running her hands through her hair before her phone rang. It was Artemis.

"Hey," she answered.

"Hi. How are things holding up?"

"It's the same. He won't come out of the guest room. He barely eats," Megan sighed sadly looking at the unpacked boxes leftover from when she moved him in with her, a month prior.

"Poor Conner," Artemis consoled, "Wendy's death hit him hard. I'm glad he's there with you."

"Yeah. I couldn't imagine what would've happened to him if he was still living in his apartment."

"I don't think anyone could imagine it," Artemis added, "Alright, I gotta go. Wally and I are going to the movies."

"Alright, take care."

"I will. Make sure Conner doesn't harm himself. I really hope that he gets better," Artemis advised her before she hung up.

Megan stirred the vegetables and poured it into a bowl, then went to check on Conner. She knocked on the door.

"Conner?" She asked, "Are you awake?"

There was no response. She suddenly felt worried that he might have done something terrible to himself. She proceeded to open the door and thankfully it wasn't locked. Conner was still in bed, sleeping, depressed.

She sat on the edge of the bed, her hand on his shoulder. "I've brought your dinner." Still no response. Instead, she put it on the desk opposite the bed before heading out to check his unpacked boxes.

She rummaged through his boxes near the kitchen. As she searched, there was something on top. It was a special object, it almost made Megan cry - Wendy' engagement ring. It was placed back in its box from the jewelry store and hidden amongst miscellaneous items. Megan opened it, thumbing the ring. It was a simple diamond, nothing fancy, nothing too pricey, but still beautiful nonetheless. She wiped a tear and placed it back where Conner had packed it.

To be honest to herself, she was jealous of Conner's relationship with Wendy. It was different compared to her and Conner's before. Ever since Conner broke up with her after she cheated on him with Logan, Wendy had always been there for Conner whenever he felt down. She made him happy. Megan couldn't blame her, though. Wendy was a beautiful young woman, with nice black hair, a sexy posture, and such a radiant personality. She didn't hate Wendy, just jealous. Jealous to the point she wished she wanted to be Wendy Harris.

Conner only moved to Megan's apartment only because they were still friends. It's been five years since they broke up, so why would he still have to be hostile towards her?

A few hours later, Megan was getting ready for bed. Drying off after her shower, she put on pajama shorts and a tank top, brushed her hair, and left her bedroom for Conner's.

The plate of food was empty, Conner lying on his other side, his back toward Megan.

Megan sighed, another day down, another to start the next day.

"Goodnight Conner," she whispered in his ear, before going back to her bed. The floor next to Conner's bed. This was where she slept since he moved in with her.

Sleep eventually found her after planning for the next day, hoping she could get him out of the room, maybe get him to walk and talk. She had to do something because he wasn't getting better. She knew it would take time, but she was scared.

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THE NEXT DAY

"Yes, I understand. I'll let him know," Megan informed a Human Resources representative from the Daily Planet the next day on Conner's cell phone. She took his phone, answering and handling any calls he received since he showed no desire to talk to anyone. This call was to inform Conner that his twelve-week leave of absence from work was halfway through.

She was exercising on her treadmill, sweating away in a sports bra and gym shorts until she heard movement coming from the guest room. The door opened. He was getting out of bed. Excitedly, she stopped the treadmill and dashed inside.

Pretending she was in a rush she barged into the bathroom, just as he was getting into the shower. "Megan," he said annoyed, pulling the shower curtain shut.

"Sorry! I was in a hurry," Megan lied, "Can I use the bathroom?"

"Yeah," Conner shrugged, he wouldn't be able to see her pee anyway. Nor did he care. He didn't care about anything anymore. He was just out of bed to shower, and then he'd go right back to sleep.

Megan pretended to pee, thinking of how to keep him out of his room and interact with her.

"So, do you want to work out with me? Might be fun," she said.

"No," He said, rinsing his hair.

"Ooh, there's a new Italian restaurant I'd like to try. Can I take you to dinner?"

"No."

"Alright," Megan sighed. She left the bathroom and paced around the kitchen.

"I can do this. I have to be firm, I'm just a friend trying to make him feel better. Besides, I'm not his girlfriend this time," Megan thought, "I'll just tell him to join me tonight on the couch. Baby steps. We'll watch a movie or just sit there. I could read or - " she heard more movement again. Conner was out of the shower, making her rush back to the bathroom.

"Hi!" She ran into him, her arms extending, wrapping around his bare torso awkwardly. He gripped the towel wrapped around his waist, grimacing at the sensation of her wet, sweaty midriff against him. He blushed a bit, so was she.

"Megan, I just - "

"Sorry," Megan stepped back. She intended to wipe her sweat away from his lower abdomen, unfortunately, rubbing it in instead.

"It's fine," Conner said irritably, pushing past her.

She couldn't give up so easily. She had to do something. "I'd like you to join me downstairs tonight."

He shrugged and entered the guest room. "Please? We could sit and eat breakfast together, maybe watch a movie," Megan suggested in a pleading manner. Yet nothing seemed to work.

She glanced into the living room, to a bookshelf, seeing a few magazines, and got an idea.

"I need your help," she said, barging back into his room, causing Conner to grunt and quickly cover up with the towel.

"Sorry. I really need your help tonight."

"With what?" he asked. He was extremely annoyed.

"My, uh," Megan said thinking to magazines where she was featured on the cover. "I'd like your opinion on some clothes I'd like to buy in the future," she was able to pull out of thin air.

"What? Why?"

"I just want your opinion. I get opinions the girls all the time when we gossip and look at this stuff, but never opinions from guys."

He sighed, "Megan, I'm no expert on fashion."

"But you're still a guy."

"I guess. Still, don't know why my opinion would count or matter."

"Conner," Megan approached him, placing her hand on his shoulder. "If anything, your opinion is more important to me than all others. You're my friend and… friend's opinions can be useful."

He sighed, "Yeah, I'll look at you."

"On the couch?" She had a hopeful look on her face.

"Yeah." There was no smile.

Megan left the room and headed toward her shower, a smile on her face. She had to keep going, keep finding reasons to get him out of his room. She knew it was a long shot, but maybe he'd be happier, maybe he could return to some kind of normal interaction with her and their friends. Maybe, she could get him to smile.

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This marks the end of the first chapter. I hope you all enjoyed it and I'll see you very soon. Please review and let me know what you guys think!

Have a great day/night!