Warning: This chapter contains sexual content.

J'onn woke up alone in his room on the Watchtower. M'yri'ah was missing from her usual spot beside him. He lifted himself up and placed his feet on the floor beside the bed, wincing at the cold metal under his feet. He stood to his full height and stretched before starting his morning rituals.

Having a good memory he knew today was the two year anniversary date of his and M'yri'ah's meeting again. While they hadn't celebrated it he had made a mental note of it each year.

Two years ago around this time in the fall, Lex Luthor from an alternate world had visited the Justice League seeking help with a group of super villains called the Crime Syndicate. With Lex came a version of his wife that had managed to be the last Martian survivor in her world. Lex had recruited her much in the same way that he had recruited the Justice League's help. He went to another dimension and simply whisked her away.

And thus they were able to finally meet again... In a way.

He knew his wife and daughter had died, he knew if he went up to Mars right now M'yri'ah's remains would still be buried under the soil. But sometimes it was easy to forget this M'yri'ah was from a different world entirely since they shared so many of the same memories. In fact, M'yri'ah had all their shared memories up until a critical point. When one decision she had made tipped the scale on which one of them would die with K'hym. In her world she had lived and he died. J'onn often wondered if there had been a world in which they ever remained together.

He brushed those thoughts aside and focused on the present. He really should hurry up and finish getting ready. He didn't have much to do but he was moving at a snail's pace. He had a long day ahead of him and he should eat something. M'yri'ah usually met him in their room in the morning if she spent the night at home. She could usually wake up before him and be here before he could get out of bed. This morning she was late. Rather than fret away the morning he decided to make breakfast this time.

J'onn was soon finished cooking and sat down at the table alone. He waited a few minutes, then even longer until his own breakfast was long since cold. He finally began eating and worried despite himself. He knew his worry was unfounded. She was stronger than most people on earth and while she wasn't exactly battle savvy she could hold her own. She would also be calling for him if she was afraid. All he could feel from her in the background of his mind was that she was worried because she was running behind schedule.

He perked up when he could feel she was close by. The door opened suddenly and she stepped though, hardly sparing him a glance. She was in a near panic.

"I'm so sorry I'm running late." M'yri'ah was in her street clothing. She left all of her scrubs here. She decided to just throw on a lab coat over her clothes today. She cursed thinking how much easier this would be if she could simply will clothing onto her rather than having to change like a human would.

Unfortunately two years ago around this time one of the Crime Syndicate members, J'edd J'arkus, another Martian, had kidnapped and tortured her. She had lost her ability to shift in that transaction. J'onn, having dealt with a similar injury before knew how frustrating it could be. He could especially tell on days like this that she was impatient for her body to return to normal.

J'onn stood up from the table. He needed to leave soon himself. "It's not like you." For as much as she liked to fool around she was usually very punctual.

"I know." She said. "I was just so tired this morning."

"Are you feeling well?" He wondered.

"I'm fine J'onn." M'yri'ah assured him. "I've just been so excited for this week coming up." Tomorrow they would be at home together and she would finally get a whole week with him. It's the longest they would have gone without working since meeting again.

"I am too." They were going to take some time off together to be alone, but first they were going to have a visitor. M'gann, their adopted niece had wanted to stop by for months now and M'yri'ah had planned for her to visit the first weekend of their vacation.

"I'll see you tonight." M'yri'ah put her hair up and out of her way with a long pin like bauble. She looked like she was about to run out the door.

"Wait." He stopped her before she could make her abrupt exit. "Please eat breakfast first, then go."

M'yri'ah looked at the table and felt guilty. It wasn't often he cooked for her and she hadn't noticed. "I think I will." Well, she had been rather hungry, that and she looked a mess. Her patients could wait another fifteen minutes couldn't they? She remembered that she hadn't even went to him or even kissed him yet. She decided to rectify her oversight. "Thank you for making breakfast." She kissed him.

J'onn gave her a light squeeze before he pulled her over to the table and had her sit down. He kissed her temple. "I love you. I'll see you soon." He watched her for a moment while she ate quickly. "Don't choke."

M'yri'ah was amused with the tone he used with her. What did Barry say when J'onn told him to slow down? "Thanks dad." That was it. "I love you too."

J'onn only offered her a wry smile before he left her to finish her breakfast.

While J'onn was on time he found himself the last person in the control room. All his staff were already there, scurrying around with clipboards and schedules to hand out for the day when earth's heroes started to arrive. The way Bruce set everything up on this station, all the schedules came through this main room where either he or J'onn could see what was happening for the day. It also was equipped with an endless amount of monitors, showing skylines from well-known cities on earth as well as a few going into the vacuum of space.

There was always work to be done in this room and while it was terribly busy he enjoyed it. It kept his mind sharp. While he may not look it, he did enjoy seeing each face that came aboard the station that day.

"Here you go J'onn." A woman handed him a small stack of tablets to hand out.

"Thank you." He rarely handed out schedules himself, but if anyone was ever late he was the one who handed it out to the offending party. He knew it was because no one wanted to talk to him when they were late. He never threatened them but he imagined it was his size and abilities that made them nervous. They were usually never late again.

J'onn noted M'yri'ah's name was in the stack. He knew it would be mixed in since he had left her in their room not but a few minutes ago. He scrolled quickly through her schedule. She was only here for the morning and early afternoon to follow up with a few of her patients, and then she would be off again. She had been off the last few days as she got their home ready for M'gann's visit. Unfortunately he had been stuck up here in the Watchtower during that time so he hadn't seen her very much.

"Whoa." Barry Allen was in front of him suddenly.

"Hello Barry." Barry, despite being the fastest man alive was perpetually late, but he wasn't on the roster today. "Is there anything you needed?" J'onn asked him.

"No, I just haven't seen you in a while." The Flash stared at him. "Wow. You know, Clark told me I should check out your eyes when I saw him last. I think they look great."

"Thank you." J'onn wasn't used to getting compliments on his appearance but it had been happening a lot recently. Even in his human friendly form, his eyes had been a solid red color all the way throughout as they looked when he was in his Martian form. A couple months ago on a whim he decided to make his eyes look like M'yri'ah's since an intern asked him if his wife was a Martian too or if she was just a green human since they looked so different.

It had been a common complaint in the past that people at times didn't know who he was looking at when he was speaking with them. M'yri'ah had chosen to make her eye shape look human, only where the whites of her eyes were, there was black and the iris was a golden color. His were the same now only he kept his irises red. While his eyes were still unnerving being such an unusual color he had gotten a lot of compliments and requests for him to keep them the way they were.

"Oh, that's it." Barry noticed that J'onn was waiting for him to tell him what he wanted but that was all he had come there to do. "I just had to stop by to see you and say hello since I've been in Central City for a few months."

"So I've heard." J'onn nodded. "We have missed you up here."

"Don't worry. I'll be back before you know it." Barry saw M'yri'ah had come into the control room and thought he should make himself scarce. He needed to run anyway. He still had a lot of people to talk to before he went back home. "I'll see how Diana is doing. Bye J'onn."

"Goodbye Barry." J'onn looked in the direction that Barry had glanced at before he disappeared and saw M'yri'ah had finally arrived.

M'yri'ah showed up as she thought she would around fifteen minutes behind schedule. She had decided to change her clothes. She still wore her white coat but she put on a bright blue button down shirt and a black pencil skirt underneath. She had black heels on and her feet made a sharp clack with every step she took towards him. As she neared him to receive her schedule for the day J'onn could tell from his staff's thoughts around him that they expected him to give her preferential treatment. When she waited in front of him expectantly with her hand out for her tablet he stated. "You're late."

"Thank you for pointing that out J'onn." M'yri'ah glared at him and took her schedule from him. "It won't happen again."

He wasn't sure how he managed to keep from laughing at her angry look, but he suppressed it. "See that it doesn't." Right when she was about to turn away from him her grabbed her arm and hauled her against him for a quick kiss.

"J'onn!" She fussed at him, breaking his hold on her before walking away. She continued to speak with him through the link between their minds even after she left the room. "You'll make your staff uncomfortable."

"When aren't they?" Honestly, he didn't really care. This place took up the majority of his life. If he couldn't kiss his wife here, where could he? "I'll see you later."

"I bet you will." M'yri'ah already couldn't wait for this day to end.

"Mr. J'onzz?" One of his newest staff members spoke to him warily. His badge stated his name was Peter Murphy, but he already knew that. He could see that J'onn was preoccupied and hadn't wanted to bother him.

"Yes, what is it?" J'onn tried to keep the impatience out of his voice. He already knew what he was going to tell him but he had to wait and listen as if he didn't just so he didn't unnerve him.

Again Peter was nervous. "Well, sir. Batman wanted to see you after your shift tonight."

J'onn frowned. Bruce knew he wasn't working after tonight. He wondered what the devil he wanted. Unfortunately Peter didn't know either.

"I told him you weren't on the schedule but he insisted. He said only you could help him."

Well, if he said it like that how could he refuse? Bruce must have a good reason for asking for him. "Tell him I'll meet him tonight." He then added. "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Peter scurried away from him like J'onn would bite him if he stayed near him too long.

While it was a great help to have more staff, J'onn missed when there was just the seven of the original members. He hadn't felt so alien when almost half of the members were from different planets. Despite their initial distrust of him for being different he had proven himself loyal and the Justice League had more or less become his family.

Now he found himself on the outside again unless his friends were around. Which was rare, they were nearly always away on mission. He supposed he only had himself to blame. He fell into his habit of being a coordinator again and he enjoyed it too much to give it up. At least he had M'yri'ah to keep him company... unless of course she was back home on Earth or angry at him for teasing her about being late.

He hadn't really had a chance to see her in the last couple days, he thought again. She had been busy getting ready for M'gann's visit this weekend but he suspected she also was avoiding his attention for other reasons. When J'onn had eyed her schedule earlier today he noted M'yri'ah had a break around lunchtime. He might have to pay her a visit.

M'yri'ah sent her final patient on their way. Now she just needed to complete her paperwork and clean up before the next round came through or she had another emergency. She was rather busy these days but she preferred it to being stuck at home on Earth or in their room in the Watchtower all day while J'onn worked insane hours.

Even when they were a young couple he was a bit of what humans call a workaholic. He hadn't outgrown that in the slightest. Sometimes she felt lazy in comparison but then she reminded herself that everyone was different. He liked his work and she liked hers too, but she had other interests to keep her occupied, like reading... or having a life.

She couldn't wait until three. She was leaving early to go home. It didn't happen often but she and J'onn were going to take a small vacation together. They would get to visit with their niece M'gann this weekend and he promised that he would spend the remaining five days with her at home and not bring his work home with him.

She would see how long that lasted.

"Thinking about me?" J'onn's voice rang out behind her causing her to jump.

"Of course I am." When wasn't she? She turned around to see J'onn standing there.

When they first saw each other two years ago he was wearing a modest black uniform and he looked very much like he did in his natural Martian form, minus a few details. Now he was wearing a form close to what he wore back on Mars as a Manhunter only his legs were completely covered and his cape was flush against the top of his chest and neck. He also wore a sort of black loincloth over his clothes with red symbols on it.

M'yri'ah wondered what he needed. "What is it J'onn?" He didn't come down here often. He never needed her medical care because of his ability to regenerate. He definitely didn't get out as much since he took more of a coordinator role in the Justice League. His visit today was purely to see her, but she wasn't sure why.

His face looked quite serious, but that was usually his default expression. "I need to see you for a moment in your office." Then added. "It won't take long"

She tried to read him but she was getting nothing. "Okay." He walked in ahead of her and she might have been a step behind him when she shut the door for privacy. "Are you going to complain at me for being late again?" When she turned around all she could see was his chest in her field of vision. Both of his hands were pressing into the door on either side of her to block her escape. "J'onn." She let out a frustrated sigh, glaring up at him. "I do have patients coming in you know."

"No one is here yet." He kissed her forehead. "And no one is dying."

"That's hardly the point." She tittered. M'yri'ah wasn't sure what had gotten into him the last week or so, but he had been acting so aggressive lately. Well, more so than normal. He cornered her more times than she could count just like this while at work. Not that she would usually mind, but they did have work to do and it was getting embarrassing having to make up so many excuses. She thought maybe this morning he had finally cooled off. Now she supposed the reason for not attacking her right away was because they were running behind schedule.

J'onn tugged her tight skirt up over her legs, the threads straining against the pressure of being stretched. He lifted her up behind the knees and pressed her into the door. As he lifted her he heard her heels clatter to the floor. "Your heart is beating so fast." He felt her pulse under his lips.

She opened her mouth, hoping for some witty remark to come to mind but a moan came out instead. He hadn't even done anything to her yet and he was already driving her crazy.

"Already speechless?" J'onn teased her. He spent his time kissing her and grinding her into the door. He briefly considered just taking her this way but he wanted to see her body first. He took her over to her desk and deposited her on the surface. He glanced at her blouse tucked into her skirt under her white lab coat. She wouldn't be wearing it for long.

She saw the look in his eye and began unbuttoning her shirt. At his amused look she said. "I'm tired of you ruining my clothes." Until recently he had taken his time removing her clothing, now they just seemed like a hindrance and he tore at them if he got frustrated.

He pushed her skirt up the rest of the way and it bunched around her hips. "You have a lab coat for a reason." As soon as she unbuttoned her blouse he pulled her bra up her chest, freeing her breasts. He didn't know why she even wore one. She hardly needed it and it just seemed to get in the way.

"I don't think the purpose of my coat is so you can destroy my clothes underneath." M'yri'ah whimpered as his impatient hands roved over her. He slid his fingers over her underwear and he grinned at her.

He didn't even need to slip his fingers inside, he could already tell. "You're ready for me." He grabbed the strap and gave it a tug, ripping the threads out of their seams.

M'yr'riah could feel his almost painful want of her so she opened her legs when he pulled her to the edge of the desk. He pushed into her slowly at first making sure her body was ready to accommodate him before he built up the pace. As insane as he seemed to be recently at least he had never done anything to hurt her. He hooked his arms under her knees and lifted her body up against him. She felt a little like a pretzel being folded up like she was, but she could hardly pay attention to any discomfort when she felt this good. He was grinding her in such a way she didn't know how she was going to wait for him.

"Ladies first." He teased.

The noise she made was something between a laugh and a moan and then she couldn't speak anymore. She felt the muscles in her stomach tightening and her body began to tremble. It struck her so hard and suddenly that she let out a strangled cry when she came and he was close behind her.

J'onn released her legs but still held her against him for a few minutes while their breathing returned to normal. His fingers found their way into the silky black waves of her hair.

"You never stop by to just say hello anymore." She said when she was sure of her voice.

He chuckled at that. He didn't did he? "Hello M'yri'ah."

"Hello J'onn." M'yri'ah laughed too. She slid off the desk when he moved away from her. She watched as his clothing just slid back over him while she still looked like a rumpled mess. She was rather envious of the way he could take his clothes on and off at will.

J'onn watched her as she adjusted her outfit. She tugged down her skirt and began buttoning her shirt, tucking it away. She tried smoothing her clothing down, but it all still looked wrinkled. She let out a frustrated sigh and tried bringing her hair into some semblance of order.

M'yri'ah saw her torn underwear on the floor. So she hadn't been completely unscathed. "J'onn." She growled at him, snatching her ruined garment up off the floor. She shook it at him reproachfully before throwing it in the trash.

J'onn didn't even have an ounce of shame on his face. "You didn't seem to mind when I took them off. Besides, you won't need them." He sounded quite serious as he moved closer to her. "I'm coming back later today."

"Oh no you aren't." She pushed him away from her playfully. "I'm leaving early today around three If I can. You put me behind schedule just now." She then added. "Just like this morning."

He ignored her sarcasm. "I'll meet you in our room then." He meant up here on the Watchtower.

"I'm going home." She pointed down to indicate she would be heading to their home on Earth. "Where you can't get me."

He had her in his arms again. "I don't know about that."

She didn't push him away this time, rather enjoying the warmth she felt radiating from him. "Well I do."

He kissed her, trying to tempt her to stay a while longer. "I'll be lonely up here without you."

She wasn't so easily swayed. "Well then, you should come home with me."

"I can't." He let out a frustrated sigh. "I'm on monitor duty until the evening and then I have to meet Bruce tonight." He had something he wanted to talk to him about.

Tonight? "You are going to come home right?" M'yri'ah's voice had an edge to it. "We aren't going to have to cancel this weekend are we?"

"No, I will be home by morning. I promise."

"You better be." She stood on her toes and kissed him.

She seemed pleased by his words and he felt another surge of desire run through him. He felt like he couldn't get enough of her. "You look so beautiful today."

M'yri'ah rolled her eyes at him. He looked like he was going to pounce on her again. She didn't even know why she bothered putting her clothes back on.

"I'm being serious." J'onn laughed at the look she was giving him. "Can't I tell my wife how beautiful she is without her getting so defensive?"

"You're right. Thank you J'onn." She thought about what he said just a moment earlier. "Wait, you are on monitor duty? You aren't just bossing everyone around today?"

"Yes."

"Well, aren't you supposed to be monitoring?"

"I'm allowed a lunch every so often." He grinned.

"Oh, get out of my office." She pushed him through the door. She was embarrassed to find two people waiting on her. "You see." She thought to him. "This is why they don't like married people to join."

"Thank you for speaking with me." J'onn cleared his throat. "I'll talk with you later."

What a pitiful cover. He wasn't even trying. "Sure, sure. Talk." She didn't even bother trying to hide what they did anymore.

As J'onn left the small medical area he couldn't help the brief smile that ran across his face. She was so flustered with him. She was leaving at three? Maybe he should come back a quarter of and delay her. A waving movement caught his eye. Oliver Queen, the Green arrow was sitting in the waiting area with his arm in a sling.

"Hey there J'onn." Oliver said good naturedly.

"Ollie." J'onn nodded.

When Oliver was sure J'onn left the room he turned to M'yri'ah who was gesturing for him to sit on an examination table. "Do I need to take off my shirt?" He wondered, since his arm was hurt. His uniform was sleeveless so she had access to his injury.

"No, you can leave it on." M'yri'ah was slightly frustrated. Normally had a few minutes to get ready for a patient but now she was rushing through trying to get everything together while Ollie waited on her.

"Everything okay?" He asked when she came back to him. "You seem pretty annoyed."

"I'm fine Ollie." She smoothed out the line he must see across her forehead. "J'onn was just pestering me."

"When you get finished with me you might want to button your shirt properly." Ollie cleared his throat. Now that he thought about it he probably should have waited until after the exam.

"Thank you." She didn't seem fazed at all as she checked his vital signs.

"Wow that would usually get a stronger reaction." He had gotten his fair share of scolding, or even slapped for less.

"Do you want me to act hysterical?" She grinned at him.

"Well, no." She was an odd one.

"How are you feeling today Ollie?" She allowed him to pull his arm out of the sling for her to examine.

"My arm is doing better." He flinched a little when she touched near his wound.

"It looks like it's healing nicely." She complimented. "Does it hurt?"

"Only when I move it or you push on it hard." Then Oliver thought of something. "You did wash your hands right?"

Now she looked like she was about to hurt him. "Of course I did."

Whoa, scary look. "Sorry."

"Not that I'm complaining." M'yri'ah was writing on his chart and he was craning his neck around to see. "But with all that money, you can't afford your own private doctor?"

"My deductible is pretty bad."

M'yri'ah stared at him waiting for him to explain.

Swing and a miss. "I'm guessing you never worked in the healthcare field on earth."

She went back to writing. "Nope."

"And yet you know the word nope." He chuckled at her. At her amused silence he tried talking to her again. "I noticed that the big man is doing better, J'onn I mean." Ollie commented as she set his chart aside and took his arm to see what range of motion he had. "You know, I met J'onn several years ago. I don't think I've ever seen him crack a smile." He thought about how straight faced he was. "Then the other day on a mission I think he told a joke." It was rather dry so he couldn't tell. "Not a very good one, but I think it was a joke. Anyway, he's really come out of his shell is what I wanted to say."

"That's what everyone keeps telling me." At least his friends that knew him best. She moved Oliver's arm up and he grunted in pain. "Sorry."

"That's alright, I'm tough." He watched as she went to the other side of the room and loaded some medication into a syringe.

"Here's a little something for the pain." She came back and stuck him so quickly that it was over before he could blink.

"Ow!" Oliver hadn't expected it to hurt so much. "Set your phasers to stun."

"Oh Ollie." M'yri'ah laughed. "Sorry, I didn't mean for it to hurt."

"I'm mostly kidding." He said, rubbing his signature mustache and goatee. "That's an awful big needle though."

"I'll use the baby sized needle next time." M'yri'ah threw the needle away in the trash before going back to him. "You seem to be fine." She looked at his charts. Nothing looked out of the ordinary from his bloodwork earlier in the week. "I would suggest you try to rest for a few days but you'll ignore me, hurt yourself more, then need to go to rehabilitative therapy." She always liked to impress upon her friends the extent of their injuries.

Ollie nodded at that. "I think you got my number."

"Unfortunately I do."

"You and J'onn doing anything this weekend?" Ollie noticed they weren't on the roster.

"He's taking me to the lake." That's what she said when they went home.

"Sounds romantic." She could see him wiggle his eyebrows under his cap.

He was so nosey. "I see you and Dinah are working together this coming week."

"Oh yeah." Ollie remembered. "A covert mission." He was pretty excited about it. "It'll be a blast. Much better than a steak out. Getting pretty sick of those."

M'yri'ah nodded. "They are pretty boring."

"Yeah, you've done a few of those I heard."

"If I don't have you or one of the other humans to tend to yes." They sent her when they were short staffed. She signed off on his chart. "Okay." She gave him a sign of blessing. "You are now free to injure yourself further."

"Thanks." Ollie got up and seemed to hang back a moment.

M'yri'ah was checking on another patient. He had come in with a wound similar to Ollie's, but he was a little less stoic about his injuries. She decided to let him take a rest on one of the beds and send him on his way when he woke up. She pushed his shoulder a bit to wake him. When his eyes opened, he blinked and looked at her. He stared at her for a moment and when she opened her mouth to speak he screamed and then passed out again. "Oh!" She cried out. She didn't know what could have happened.

Ollie was still there, looking stunned himself. "Uh, M'yri'ah?"

"Hm?" She held a patient's wrist, feeling for his pulse.

"Don't you feel different?" Ollie wondered. "Do you feel okay?"

"I guess I'm feeling okay." She thought about it now. "Pretty good actually." She turned to look at Oliver now.

"Well, uh. You look a little different." Oliver had an odd expression on his face.

"How different?" She grabbed a mirror from the counter and stared at herself. She was in her true form. How did she change without-? "I can change back again." At her realization her voice sounded so gleeful. "Oh thank God." She sighed. "I don't need these awful clothes anymore." She remembered herself and transformed back into her human friendly form.

"This is a good thing?" Ollie asked. He wasn't quite sure what happened and why she was celebrating.

"Yes." M'yri'ah nodded to Oliver. "Sorry I didn't mean to scare you." She looked at her unconscious patient. She felt so guilty for frightening him. "Please don't tell anyone what you saw Ollie."

"Okay, why?" Oliver was confused.

"I want to surprise J'onn."

"Okay, my lips are sealed." Oliver made a zipping motion across his mouth. "I'll be going home after this anyway. After this morning I think I need to have a drink and relax." It wasn't often you saw a Martian in their original form. She wasn't horrifying but it was unnerving if you weren't expecting it. "Goodbye M'yri'ah."

"Goodbye Ollie." She could hardly wait to tell J'onn when she saw him tonight.

Author's notes: Sorry for the slow start on this chapter. It's mostly fluff, but things will pick up quickly on the next.

Did anyone else see the campy Batman Brave and the Bold? I loved watching it, but I really liked how they did J'onn's eyes. Sure he looks like a vampire but at least you could actually see where he was looking for once. That's actually where I got the idea for M'yri'ah 's eyes for the the Crisis story.

I'm not sure if I like my title yet and I hate my synopsis. Ugh. Is it sick that I've written like 20 chapters in another story but I'm getting writers block on a synopsis? If you can think of something better I will take suggestions.