The Royal Palace of New Tamaran (Earth's Moon)

Nightwing, formerly known as Robin, peacefully slept in the nude on his double -king-size mattress. No sheets, no blankets, just a mattress. On his right side, also in the nude, was the true love of his life and mother of his child – Starfire, Grand Ruler of New Tamaran, and newest member of the Violet Lanterns. On the desk beside her laid her three greatest physical possessions – her royal crown, her lantern ring, and the crystallized finger that was the last remains of her precious sister.

On Nightwing's left side, also in the nude, lay Barbara Gordon, the surrogate mother and "k'norfka" of his child. While the birthing experience had left a c-section scar across her belly, the pregnancy had cured her spine, enabling her to walk again. Her relationship with the royal couple was still complicated, and her presence in bed was more about lust than love, but she still had lots of love. On the desk beside her lay all her valued technology tools, and beside the desk was the wheelchair she had spent her years in as Oracle.

Nightwing had his arms wrapped around the shoulders of each of his redhead loves, who in turn rested their hands on his chest, and their legs were all tangled together. His peaceful slumber was disturbed when he gently felt his mind being forced awake. He slowly opened his eyes and saw Raven standing in front of him, but with her back towards him.

"Back so soon?" he asked through their mind-link.

"Not soon enough, considering your spouse number has doubled."

"Oh, Barbara isn't married to us. She just likes playing with her friends."

"And I take it you won't be needing that 'love dimension' I made for you anymore?"

"No, I think we got it under control."

"The legs of your bed look like they were torn off, and the mattress has lost half its stuffing. That might suggest otherwise."

"Hey, it's nothing Star's new ring can't … hey, are you jealous?"

"What? No."

"Yes, I can sense it! You wish you were in this bed!"

"NO! No, no, no …" Raven blushed and then regained her composure. "Look, there's a few things you should know, so please get dressed and meet me outside."

After Raven phased through the wall, Nightwing slowly got off his bed so as to not wake his two loves. After getting on his blue bathrobe, he stepped outside the royal bedrrom and froze n shock.

His daughter Mary (technically Mar'i-Korand, which translates to "Nightstar"), was fast asleep in her crib, hugging onto her pet larva, Silkie 2. Admiring her the remaining members of the Justice League.

"Congratulations, kid" said Superman with a smile.

Nightwing quickly rushed towards the Boy Scout, and both embraced each other while shedding manly tears. He then did likewise with Diana, whom he happily commented on her faintly glowing purple skin. After sharing similar hugs with Barry and Ray, he sighed as his smile went away.

"So, everyone else is gone."

"Unfortunately. They gave their lives …"

Nigthwing then quickly looked over his shoulder, expecting to see his old mentor hiding in the shadows. He turned his head back and sighed again.

"So, Bruce is gone too."

"Yes", confirmed Superman. "He died doing what he loved."

"Being a hero, or being a stubborn jackass?"

"Both."

They embraced once again, with Nightwing crying genuine tears of sorrow. This was rudely interrupted by the sound of a soda can opening, and everyone turned to glare at Changeling in the kitchen.

He awkwardly stared back. "Just pretend I'm invisible!" he advised.

Raven just rolled her eyes. "Robin, you have a strong emotional connection to these people. You're the best one to explain what's happened while they've been gone."

/

"Roy, great news! We got wedding invitations back from Argent and Bushido so … Roy, what's wrong? You don't look well at all."

Roy Harper, the Honorary Titan known as Speedy, set down his bow and collapsed into his favorite chair not changing his stunned expression. Mas and Menos both brought him random things (burgers, energy drinks, video game controllers) to cheer him up, but his only response was for them to go play outside. They obeyed.

"I got a call from the Steel City adoption agency, Donna," he explained. "It seems that a few months ago, a baby girl was dropped off at a daycare and her mom never came back … and I'm the father."

Donna slowly sat down on the chair next to him and clasped onto his hand. "What? How is that possible? You've only ever had sex with me and Kara. The Lasso of Truth doesn't lie."

"And neither does DNA."

"Well, then, who is the mother?"

"Cheshire."

"Cheshire? The crazy bitch who tried to kill Barbara?"

"Yes. And before that, she was with the Brotherhood of Evil. She stabbed me and I blacked out, and when I woke up, I was frozen."

"So, the only interaction between the two of you, she knocked you out?"

"Yes, with poison from her claws."

Then Donna remembered a warning from her father not to accept drinks from men in bars, and her eyes widened in horror. "Roy … were you raped?"

"I guess so. I mean, she and Blackfire took turns in doing that to Red X."

Donna clenched his hand even harder and held back tears of anger. "Roy ... I ... I … I'm sorry, I don't know what to say!"

Roy leaned over and placed his hand on her shoulder, kissing her on the cheek as she softly cried. "Don't worry babe. I don't know how to feel. I just know that there's a child carrying my genes, and nobody will take her because her mom is a psycho?"

"Well, what if I was her mom?"

"You'd be OK with that?"

"Of course! There is no greater honor for an Amazon than to create, nurture and raise up a new life!"

"Even if that life was made from a psycho?"

"Of course. It's the blood you inherit, but the heart that matters, and we'll make sure that she inherits the heart from both of us!"

Roy finally smiled. "Thanks, Donna. And besides, we could use some practice before our own kid comes along."

"Yeah, about that..." Donna began twiddling her fingers nervously. "There's something you need to know about the baby I'm carrying."

"It's OK, Donna. I know I'm not the daddy."

Donna looked up in shock. "How'd you know?"

"You and Kara had a lot of playmates! I figured my odds weren't likely."

"OK, well, the real daddy is, um … is Robin."