AN. This is my first attempt at Justice League & Justice League Unlimited FanFiction. If the title and summary did not tip you off already, this will be a collection of one-shots. The idea to list the characters involved in each one-shot came from GhostDog401's story Speeding for the Young Justice (cartoon) universe. If you are a fan of Wally West, I'd suggest reading Speeding. Hope you enjoy this first little piece and stick around for the rest. Reviews and helpful critique are welcome. Also, if any characters throughout this collection appear out of character, please let me know. I repeat, this is my first attempt at writing these characters and I would prefer them to be in-character, so any advice you may have is greatly appreciated! Well, that is all for now. Hope to see you in the next chapter. -Lem
Disclaimer. I do not own any rights to this amazing branch of the DC franchise.

Reminders
John Stewart & Shayera Hol

They should get rid of that door. They should get rid of that room.

She wasn't coming back.

She didn't need it anymore.

How many times had he found himself standing aimlessly in front of that sealed entrance?

Too many times to count.

He really needed to start taking a different route to his room. She wasn't coming back. Passing her quarters only brought up memories. Wavy locks of bright orange. Expressive green eyes.

She wasn't coming back, but every time he passed the now vacant bedroom he couldn't help but hope. However, with each new trip past her old room, his hope began to lessen. He wasn't aware when it entirely dissolved away, but after one of many long missions off-planet, he found himself not imagining her return for once.

Reality had finally set in.

She wasn't coming back.

He didn't expect her to.

However, the memories never ended. His hope may have fizzled out a long time ago, but the memories he had of that vibrant, brash woman never left him.

She wasn't coming back.

The league really needed to get rid of that door.

She never expected her first visit to Detroit would be on her own. In each of her imagined versions of the trip, she wasn't alone and she was still a member of the Justice League.

Reality found a sick enjoyment in twisting one's dreams.

At first, she was surprised to find herself softly landing on top of the Ambassador Bridge, of all bridges, to rest. That is until she recalled that the bridge she currently stood on was the same one that connected Detroit, Michigan with Windsor, Ontario. Detroit.

The decision had been subconscious. She'd seen enough television over her five years on Earth to recognize that the approaching bridge in fact was the Ambassador Bridge. Five years.

Five years and she never had a reason to visit Detroit until now. Now she had a reason, and he wasn't even there to share his home with her.

The decision to land on the bridge had been subconscious. The sight of it had reminded her of him. That's why she'd done it. She missed him. All she had left were memories. Sweet, precious memories.

How she longed to stroll the streets of the metropolis before her! Unfortunately, the invasion was still a fresh wound for the people of Earth. Her betrayal was still a fresh wound for the people of Earth... for the league... for him...

This bridge, this city, would always remind her of him. Together, they hadn't spoken much about their homes, but when they had, she hung onto every word he spoke.

"I should go." she said to herself... to everyone... to no one...

Before she could unfold her wings, however, Michigan's first snow of the year began to fall.

Snow.

"Well, I have no where to be." she mused aloud. With that said, she sat down, the Motor City still in her sights.

The snow fall increased as the woman sat, reminiscing.

A tender kiss after a scare with death. A snowball fight. A visit to her favorite galactic bar. A night asleep in his arms.

She was probably never going to see him again, and if she did, they would never be as close as they once were.

All she had left were her memories and this city.

"I think I'll visit again sometime."

AN. So... that second half doesn't fit with the cannon which I only realized after it was 90% written. The variant from the show is that in the show Shayera has been to John's hometown before, probably more than once, too. So, please do not mention that incongruity in a review if you plan to leave one. I did figure out my mistake and I consciously kept the second part written with that take on things. I hope to avoid having to make you, the reader, read each one-shot in a level of suspended disbelief. However, for certain one-shots I may have to diverge from the cartoon's material, just as I did in this one. I will try to warn you ahead of time for future one-shots where I diverge from the original. -Lem
Updated. 3/24/2014

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