For the first time in a long time, Megan relished having a hot bath. Then again, she didn't think it had been too long, but...

She sighed, turning off the water and moving to get changed. Dinah had given them all the same white outfits and a place to clean themselves up as well as rest. She was grateful for it.

Now in fresh clothes, she wandered out into the room she had been given and stretched out across the bed. Dinah had promised them room and board for the moment, designed as patients at the Center.

Megan wondered how long they would be able to stay in such a place like this. Really, she wished they could just go home. Like Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz.

"Hope we don't have to kill a witch or..anyone." She muttered to herself rolling over and hugged the pillow to herself. She thought of home and of her uncle's family, wondering if they missed her.

She also wondered if she would ever see them again. That thought made her press her face into the pillow to stifle her quiet sobs.

What if they never returned home?

I have to believe, she thought, that there is a way. There must be.

Kaldur doesn't like this place. The walls are too white, the colors too bright, and he has a sick feeling that if they don't get out of here soon, that they'll be trapped here.

This, of course, has nothing to do with his aversion to places like this. They may call it a 'center' but he's no one's fool. He knows where they are exactly.

Yet, unfortunately for him, they still had no idea what to do with themselves. It's been three days and they've pretended to be patients at this place. Though the three of them often found themselves in each other's company-moreso out of the need for the familiar than not- they learned a bit more from others that were also in this place.

Such as Permafrost, or whatever she called herself, was a pale little girl that loved the cold and found ice soothing to her nerves. Megan would often be in her company, chatting away about random things and showing the girl how to draw simple shapes.

Kaldur hoped she doesn't become attached to her when they leave- they will leave, eventually. They couldn't afford to have more people with them once they've figured out what they were going to do.

He mostly kept to himself, much like Artemis, unless addressed. He found himself constantly wondering, the thought that occasionally slip through his mind about..

"Penny for your thoughts?" Dinah startled him a bit as he didn't hear her come up beside him, "Hey, now, it's alright. You just look like you have a lot on your mind."

"We need to leave." He said suddenly, "We cannot stay here much longer."

Dinah's brows rose, "Leave? And do what?"

"I don't know." He sounded a bit frustrated, "But, I do know that we can't stay here. Perhaps we should find a way to see this 'League'. If they have the power to send us home..."

Dinah sighed softly, "Granted, the League has that technology but they aren't the only ones."

"They aren't?" His eyes flared with hope, "Who else possesses the means to do so?"

For a moment the woman was silent before finally answering, "There's a place far from here that has it under the care of Guardian."

"Guardian? Who is that?"

Dinah only shrugged, "I don't know, I just know he guards it and there's probably numerous traps. It won't be easy if you're going that route."

"But it may be better than asking the League." Kaldur muttered thoughtfully, "I will speak with my companions on this matter."

"What? I thought you were friends?"

"We...simply know each other." He said before leaving to gather the other two up.

Though the woman wondered if the Oracle had been correct in deciphering that text. For their sake, she hoped so.

"So, we have a choice of basically being jailed or worse by the League or go on a dangerous trip to possibly get to a portal home." Artemis shook her head, "Wow, what a wonderful option."

"It's the best we have." Kaldur told her, "Listen, I do not like any of this, but if we really want to get home this may be the only way we can."

Megan nervously twirled a lock of hair between her fingers, "Well, why don't we just ask the League? I mean...it's not like we've done anything wrong."

"I've considered that as well." He frowned a bit at that, "However, the way many speak of them in such tones- even in this place- it might not be a good idea."

"Why not?"

"Think about it, Sunshine," Artemis kept her arms folded underneath her chest but leans against the wall, "They took over this world with no problem. What makes you think they won't take over ours?"

"I..didn't think about that." Megan admitted, "I just want this to be over and not have to hurt anyone."

Kaldur put a hand on her shoulder, "I know how you feel and we'll try for that. However, our top priority is to secure a way home. We should set out either tomorrow or the day after."

"Agreed." Artemis breathed out, "I'm really getting tired of these clothes anyway."

"I'll alert Dr. Lance to this." He glanced at her, "In the meantime we should act as if nothing is out of the ordinary."

"Pft, we're in a nuthouse." Artemis turned to leave, "How much 'out' of the ordinary can it get?"

Apparently, Artemis will later regret those words. As soon as night fell on the Center, it came under attack from the Justice Team.