So, I liked the second season of Young Justice so much already I thought; 'let's make another fanfic of it' So here you go (:

SUMMARY: The Young Justice League is doing good business. They get more respect and earn more trust from the Justice League. Everything is going pretty good, expects for Superboy (or Conner Kent). More and more he feels like he is 'just' a clone. Made to fight and destroy. But when he meets Salomé, a friend of Dick (or Nightwing) he learns to see life in entire new light. Which makes him doubt: does he really want to be Superboy forever? And are his friends from the (Young) Justice League real friends, or just colleagues?

A/N: I do not own anything/anyone from either Justice League or from Young Justice, just so you know ;)

Prologue: After the Mission

'Hi, are you okay?' Conner awoke from his daydreaming. It took him a few moments before he remembered where he was. He looked straight into the friendly grey-green eyes of a girl behind the bar. On the TV screen behind her, he could see the place where he just came from. It used to be a city, but now it was just a large smoking crater. The girl was still looking at him.
'I'm fine,' Conner said, looking at his coffee.
'Are you sure?' he said, raising her eyebrows, 'You ordered that an hour ago, mister.'
'I'm fine,' he lied again. She was not buying it. The girl, or was it a young woman, leaned on the bar and looked at him. Conner noticed she was not taking a look at him, she was really looking at him, deep in his blue eyes. He looked away and she backed off.
'I'm just having a tough day,' he said, which kind off also was the truth.
'Well, we all have one of those,' she said, and lifted the coffee pot, 'Want one for real this time?'
'Sure,' he said and found himself smiling.
Ring-ding-ding. The door opened and the small bell on top of it told the few guests in the bar. Only the girl behind the bar looked up, as she poured Conner a new coffee. She smiled, but turned back to Conner's coffee.
'Hi, Dick,' as soon as she pronounced the name, Conner looked around. It indeed was Dick Grayson, and he slapped Conner on the back.
'Hi man, I was looking for you!' he sounded worried – so fatherly worried, as always.
'The usual?' the young woman asked quickly before Conner could reply.
'Yes,' Dick answered. Conner now turned to his colleague. It was so weird to see him like this. He looked so much like Wayne. Expensive tuxedo, thick but neat black hair, smile on his shaved face, but his blue eyes remained serious. The ice cold blue eyes of Conner turned back.
'Why? Afraid I would destroy something?' Conner snapped.
'Just come home,' Dick sighed and sat down beside him, 'It's been a tough day for all of us. Thank you, Sammy.'
'You're welcome,' she smiled.
'By the way, Conner, this is Salomé, Salomé this is Conner,' Dick said and took a sip from the hot coffee and almost burned his tongue.
'Nice to meet you, Conner,' Salomé smiled and shook Conner's hand, 'So, how have you been doing, D? Haven't seen you for quite a while.'
'I know, I know,' Dick smiled as if he was actually feeling sorry, 'I've been buys with Wayne Enterprise, you know.'
'Right, that must be….fun,' Salomé said it monotonous and expressionless, making it immediately clear how she felt about Wayne Enterprise.
'Absolutely, makes me feel like Indiana Jones,' Dick said and both started laughing. Conner sighed and wished he had just gone to Mount Justice at once instead of wondering around Rhode Island.
'So, how have you been doing?' Dick asked. Salomé shrugged.
'As long as I can keep working here, I'll be fine,' she said, not sounding all to happy.
'Found any new education yet?'
'I gave up on that,' Salomé said with a sigh, 'for good.'
'For good? Sammy-'
'Don't, Dick,' she warned him, 'Look, you got lucky with adoption and shit – but not everyone is that lucky. Don't get me wrong, I'm happy for you. But I'll just have to accept I'll probably stay here the rest of my life.'
'You're smart, Sammy,' Dick said after a moment, 'If you want-'
'I'm not working for Wayne Enterprise, Dick,' Salomé said very clearly and looked at Conner, 'Don't you ever get tired of this guy?'
'If you only knew,' Conner said with a small smile.
'Fine, I'm just trying to help,' Dick said and stood up, 'We should go.'
'Nice to meet you, Conner,' Salomé smiled and took their mugs.

'What?' Dick asked when he saw Conner looking at him, 'Mostly I go to Morty's after a mission.'
'Right,' Conner said simply.
'Just for the coffee.'
'And Sammy?'
'She's just a good friend who I can talk to, without seeing me as, well – you know who.'
'Right,' was the simply reply of Conner again.

I don't own anything of Young Justice (: