I'm Back-Attended funeral, so that is why I haven't updated, because I was really, really depressed. But, it's the circle of life, and it moves us all. This is basically a flashback to Sparrow's past about her mother's death- This is what happens when you attend a funeral,sorry.

Disclaimer: I do not own YJ- It's obvious.

Heriya is 6 in beginning, and 16 at the end. All her POV, unless indicated otherwise

My mother- dead, and has been for exactly 1 year. My father, I never knew. My aunties and uncles- all live in Africa and Australia, and didn't want a child. My only option was social services. I sat at the foot of my mother's grave, crying my eyes out, not caring about who saw me or what they said. I closed my eyes and remembered my mom- Gentle green eyes, wavy brown hair, and a caring smile. She would always talk about the great things in her life, and mine. Never angry or punishing, just a figure of hope, mercy, love, and forgiveness. I fingered my necklace- a simple black leather chord with beads and my mother's wooden ring- her favorite possession. I sobbed again, tears streaming down my face like a salty waterfall. She didn't deserve to die, i didn't deserve to be alone in Gotham a crime infested city, where no one was my friend. I wished she were here, to hold me to comfort me, to take care of me. Stupid social services, they don't know me, or my pain. No one does, and no one ever will.

10 years later

After meeting everyone, I zeta beamed back to Gotham. I glanced at my watch- 4:00am. I thought about heading home, but decided against it. I wanted to visit someone first. I walked through the iron gates, and found a grave I knew all too well. I sat down beside the grave and placed a daffodil and some lavender in front of the headstone. "Hi, mom, lately things have been going great, such as being adopted- By BRUCE WAYNE, no less, and finding new friends on a team, the protege of the Justice League- Young Justice, if you will...I better get going. Bye, Mom. Love you." I walked out of the cemetery and walked to Wayne manor, climbed up the tree, and though my window. I changed into my PJ's, did my teeth and climbed into bed. Blue Beetle was awesome and hilarious(and kinda cute), Robin was calm and cool, and Impulse-Bart- was like the little brother I never had. I fell asleep with a smile on my face, knowing that for once in my life since my mother died, I was truly happy among friends and knowing that my Mom would be very proud.

Jaime's POV

Seeing Laa'gan's face when he got cussed out by a girl- was funny. Seeing Laa'gan's face when he got outsmarted by a girl and myself, however was hillarious. Sparrow put pink dye in his bodywash, and put makeup on him when he fell asleep. She and I had played video games- Mario Cart, Mario bros, etc. She won most of the rounds, but I didn't mind, strangely enough. She showed me her bow and multitude of arrows on the archery range- and kicked my butt on everlasting rounds. Prankster, gamer, archer,my age, smart, incredibly Beautiful-wait what?

Where did that come from? Dios Mio! No-

Jaime Reyes, you're heart rate has escalated, and you're brain activity is abnormally... Slowed.

santo.
mierda.

Translations:

Dios Mio! = OMG!, Or: My sainted aunt!

santo = Holy
mierda = S#*t

Well, that's CH 8

4 reviews before I update.

Sparrow