Title: Knocked Up

Summary: Angels and Demons roam the earth – the Justice League is caught up in the age-old battle between Good and Evil and getting knocked up.

Pairings: include Boostle, Batflash, Blue Arrow (a new pairing consisting of Dove and Green Arrow.) Questressawk(Question/Huntress/Hawk(yes I went there!) and Shinilante... and more as chapters progress

Chapter 19

"We don't know how he will react," Superman said, turning the video off. "If I go in there, he might try to attack or may not let me touch him."

"He'll do that with all of us," Shayera said.

"But not to some one he doesn't know," Flash said facing Superman who was looking through the glass at the child.

"Maybe we can get one of those kids to come down?" Shayera said, as Flash opened another empty closet. He shut the door and turned to face the group.

"His name is Kon-El," Diana said, throwing the folder to Superman who read through the page. "Or Conner… but it seems only Luthor called him that…"

Flash opened the door and jumped; he was face to face with a lifesize Superman robot.

"Guys, I think I have an idea," Wally said as the robot as it walked out of the closet and raised it hand towards Superman. Superman grabbed the hand and shook it. The real Superman smiled at Wally, who grinned back.

"Hello," the robot said, in a voice just like Superman's.

"So what's the plan," Shayera asked, as she poked the robot. It poked her back, so she slapped Wally across the head. Superbot slapped Shayera across the head.

"WALLY!"

"They've been down there for quite a while," Green Lantern said.

"Supes said he'd call if there was any thing wrong," Booster Gold said. "Maybe there are a lot of levels to get down?"

"I don't know," Green Lantern said, "But if they don't come up in ten minutes, I'm going down…"

"Okay," Booster nodded.

"Here goes nothing," Shayera said, as she unlocked the door and entered the small room. Kon-El looked up from the mattress he was sitting on; he stared at her with wide eyes.

"No! Stay away from me!" He whimpered.

"I'm here to help," Shayera smiled at him softly. She knelt beside him and placed a gentle warm hand on his bare shoulder. He was dressed in brown rags; a singlet and torn shorts. He shook his head shaking terrified. "Its okay Kon-El, I'm here to help, I promise."

"No, you won't!" the teenager whimpered. "Please, just leave me alone."

"You don't need to be scared of me Kon-EL," Shayera said, "I promise I wont hurt you."

"He'll hurt me…"

"Who is he?" Shayera asked.

"Supe-superman," He sniffed. "You have to go, he'll kill you!"

"No, he wont," Shayera smiled, "Superman doesn't kill sweetie. Come on, lets go Kon."

"I can't! He said I can't leave this room unless if he says so! He'll punish me!"

"I'd like to see him try," Shayera said, firmly. She faced the mirrored wall in which her three friends were standing behind and nodded faintly. "Hmmm, what's taking them so-"

The door came crashing in from behind them, Shayera jumped up as Kon-El began to whimper behind her. She turned and found him hiding in the corner of the mattress cuddling his legs against his chest. In front of her stood Superman, or rather Superbot. The robot walked up to the pair, and stopped in front of Shayera, looking her up and down. Kon-El stood up and gave the robot a pathetic stare.

"Please don't hurt her, sir!" he cried. The robot glared at him, before delivering a blow across Shayera's head knocking her against the wall. She slid down to the floor, unconscious.

Behind the mirrored wall, Diana snapped at Wally. "You idiot!"

He ignored her and kept the robot moving. It stomped over to Kon-El and raised its hand ready to strike him; Kon-El tripped over the mattress and covered his head from the blow. He waited and waited, until a crash caught his attention. He looked up to see another Superman colliding into the first. Kon-El bit his lip in confusion before he heard a moan from Shayera. He crawled over and leaned across her.

"Are you okay?"

"Two plus two is four," She sang, her eyes rolling in a daze. He helped her sit up and the pair watched as one Superman destroyed the fake Superman by pulling of its robotic head. "Kal, is that you?"

"Yeah," he nodded, walking over as Diana and Flash zoomed in. Kon-El screamed and hid behind Shayera in fright as Superman neared him. "Its okay son, I won't hurt you… I'm not that man… I'm the real Superman… that thing was only a robot… they made him to hurt you… but we won't hurt you…"

"Who made him?" Kon-El asked, suspiciously, shaking hard.

"The same people who made you," Shayera said.

"No one made me," Kon-El said, narrowing his eyes at Shayera. "My father is Lex Luthor!"

"No," Diana said, "You're just a clone of a tiny part of him, but you real father is Superman. Luthor couldn't give a damn about you, you're just another experiment for him, something to destroy Superman with… but his experiment failed, you're terrified of Superman…"

"I'm not an experiment," Kon-El whispered, Flash handed him the folder they were looking at in the other room and Shayera; the videos.

"We found this in the room next to this one. I take it you can read?" Flash asked softly, the boy nodded as he peered through the folder. He began to shudder and gasp as he placed the folder on the ground. Diana wrapped her arms around him as he began to cry. Shayera covered her mouth as it began to tremble; Flash rubbed her shoulder as Superman turned around and shook in fury.

"So… I've been living… nothing but a lie…" he sobbed. "I'm not even r-real! I'm just- just a clone of some one! I'm n-no-nobody!"

"No!" Superman said, firmly, "You are not a nobody! You're Kon-El! And you are my son! Now, come on, I'm going to take you home… no one will ever hurt you again… As long as I'm around, no one is going to lay a finger on you!"

Kon-El gave Shayera a scared looked, but she smiled and nodded reassuringly. He stood up slowly, and made his way over towards Superman, who had his arms outstretched towards the boy. Diana made her way over towards Shayera and helped her up, just as Superman held the boy tightly in his arms, protectively.

"Let's get out of here," Shayera said, rubbing her bruised head.

"You're bleeding!" Flash gasped, as Superman led Kon-El out of the room. The teen stared back at Shayera, sending her a pleading look to follow him quickly.

"No thanks to you!" Shayera snapped, as the two Kryptonians disappeared from view. "I told you to tap me, and I'll do the rest, not knock me out!"

"Sorry," Flash said, hugging Shayera.

"Who's the kid?" Arsenal asked, as Superman landed beside him and placed Kon-El on the ground. Kon-El hid behind Superman and peered through Superman's long, red cape at the group.

"This, uh, is my son," Superman said, "Kon-El."

He was met by a silence, other then Booster Gold who let out a long "What?"

"It's a long story," Superman sighed, "But the mission is complete… thank you every one…"

"Bruce!" Flash snapped, when he saw his pregnant lover gaping at the boy. He zoomed over and grabbed Batman by his shoulder's taking him out of his reverie. "What are you doing here?"

"Huh? What?" Batman muttered, "Oh, I came to yell at Tim… and Bart…"

"Come on, I've gotta get you home," Flash said. He turned to Bart and Tim who were trying to get a word in with Kon-El but the boy was to busy hiding from them, under the red cape. Superman rubbed the boy's shoulder gently. "Hey! B1, B2, get your butts over here!"

Bart and Tim rolled their eyes, and walked over. "What?"

"We are going home," Wally said, "Bart start running to Gotham, and take Tim with you…"

"But-"

"Now!" Wally snapped, the two boys grumbled before they disappeared. "Hey Supes, you need any more help?"

"No," Superman smiled, as Kon-El stood by him awkwardly. "We're fine…"

"We'll see you later then," Wally said, before swooping Bruce into his arms and zooming off.

"What happened?" Ted asked, as a tired looking Booster walked in followed by the rest of the heroes. Hawk sat between his brother and Question as Huntress sat on the other side. Arrow sat between Don and Sir Justin as Vigilante sat beside him, wrapping an arm around Sir Justin.

"Ya ain't gonna believe it," Vigilante said, in his rich accent. "Superman's got himself a son. He found him under a rock."

"Why do our lives seem to be looking more and more like Bold and the Beautiful?" Don asked. The group laughed slightly.

"Oh my God!" Stargirl screamed, "Do you watch that? Isn't it the best?"

"It's okay," Don replied, as Supergirl and Stargirl sat beside him pushing Hawk and Green Arrow down the bench. "I prefer Days of our Lives much more."

Both girls squealed loudly and began to yap away about John and Marlena… Bo and Hope… Chelsea… Don gave the men a look, a plea for help; they all turned and pretended not to notice. He gaped irritably… how rude!

"You are all crazy," Booster Gold said, "Nothing beats the Simpsons… that was still being filmed when I was a kid…"

"How many seasons is that?" Don asked, surprised.

"834 seasons," Booster replied.

"That's not many," Ted said.

"They had more episodes in each season," Booster replied, "Some of the older episodes that haven't actually been made yet had a few references to the League."

"Like what?"

"Fishing…nananananananana Fishing! Nananananananana," Booster sang in the Batman tune. The group laughed, "Or the episode where Homer was in a bit of trouble, water skiing with a parachute when the rope cut and he just kept flying higher and higher… He started yelling, 'I'm not normally a religious man, but if you're up there, save me, Superman!'"

The group burst out laughing, as Superman stood at the door way grinning. Kon-El stood behind him peering into the room.

"there was a good episode where the Justice League was in it…"

"All of us?" Supergirl asked, excited at the fact she may have been on her favorite TV show.

"Nah, just the big seven," Booster said, the rest of the group groaned as Shayera and Diana laughed. "Ya know how the Simpsons always go on a holiday?"

"Yeah," Nightwing replied for the group as Superman sat beside him. Kon-El stood by Superman nervously until Superman pushed him towards Shayera and Supergirl. Shayera patted the seat beside her so Kon-El sat beside her and scanned the ground beneath him, nervously.

"Well they went to Hawaii and the League where there on a holiday too," Booster said, "I don't remember the episode to much, but there was a scene where Bart and Lisa got a lift from Batman and Flash."

"What happened?" Superman smirked, knowing this should be good.

"Well, what do you think happened," Booster laughed, "You have two kids and the Flash in one car with the Batman… they drove the poor guy nuts! You know that 'Are we there yet?' thing they always say?"

"Yes," Supergirl laughed

"Well just imagine Flash saying that with Bart and Lisa," Booster snorted, "Man, where is Skeets, he can show you the episode, and it has to be the best episode of the Simpsons ever!"

"What else happened?" Don asked.

"Well, Wonderwoman and Marge exchanged recipes… of course Marge sucks so that was boring…" Booster muttered, "Hawkgirl beat up Homer, that was hilarious just imagine Shayera's war cries and Homer's pain cries… oh and Green Lantern and Smithers had an interesting scene…"

"What?" Green Lantern snapped as the group laughed. "Why me? Why not J'onn or Superman?"

"Hey!" Superman cried as the group laughed loudly. "Kon-El, are you hungry?"

The boy shook his head.

"You sure, we have really nice food up here," Arsenal muttered. "Just don't eat Batman's mayo!"

"You can sleep here in my bed tonight," Superman said, "I've got a few things I have to do, but I'll be back later. If you need anything just go to the kitchen, there is always some one there…"

"Where will you sleep?" Kon-El asked, as they entered the room.

"On the sofa," Superman said, handing the boy a piece of paper, "That's the password to my room. You just say the numbers and say your name and the door will open. So if you need to leave for anything just take the paper with you."

"Okay," Kon-El said.

"If you get hungry, there is food in this cupboard," Superman said, pointing a cupboard. "And the shower is there… if you like you can go and take a bath now… I'll leave PJs out for you, the towels are in the cupboard there…"

"Okay," Kon-El nodded, as Superman ruffled his short black hair.

"Hi fatty!" Creeper screamed as he hopped over Flash and Batman. Flash groaned as Batman began to complain once more. There was a week until Wally's birthday.

"I told you I was getting fat!" Batman sniffed, as he and Wally made their way to their second ultra-sound, "I can't even fit into my bat-suit any more."

"Well it is practically skin tight," Flash sighed, "Besides, in a month or so you'll be able to fit into it again."

"That's if I don't turn into Britney Spears," Bruce muttered.

"Spare me the mental images," Flash laughed. "You can afford liposuction any way…"

"So you're saying I am fat," Bruce snapped.

"What? No! You're twisting my words! Stop it!" Flash cried, "You're perfect…"

"Oh get a room," Black Canary muttered as she and Huntress walked past them. Huntress sniggered slightly.

"I am so bored," Bart sighed as he sat up-side down on a couch, beside Tim.

"I don't believe Bruce set a password for the computer, and the TV," Tim groaned, "And he locked my Gameboy and magazines in his safe in the Bat-cave…"

"Can we get into the Bat-cave?" Bart asked.

"Yeah, but Alfred will know…"

"I can sneak in," Bart said, "but do you know the password."

"It's a combination," Tim replied.

"Even better," Bart said, "How do I get into the cave?"

"I'll show you," Tim said, standing up. Bart zoomed the right way up and stood up. "This way…"

"It may be a little cold," Brad said, as he applied the gel to the Bat's belly. Batman yelped slightly as the baby spun around fast in his belly.

"I don't think she liked it," Batman muttered.

"He!" Flash corrected.

"It's a girl," Batman snapped.

"It's a boy!" Wally snapped back.

"It's on the screen," Brad said, grabbing the men's attention.

"Can he turn around?" Wally asked. The baby's body was facing away from the screen so they had a full view of it's behind.

"I think he is mooning us," Brad smirked as the tiny bum shook slightly. It spun around one more to reveal two legs and two arms. "I think I see a…"

"A what?" Bruce asked.

"Oh its nothing," Brad said, "I thought I saw something but just my mind… playing tricks… Do you guys want to know if it's a girl or boy? You can stop squabbling then…"

"What do you think Bruce?" Wally asked, "Ya wanna know?"

"No," Bruce said, "I can wait a month or so… How old does the baby look?"

"Around thirty four weeks or so," Brad said, "I think the baby may be born sometime in February…"

"Next month," Bruce said, nervously

"See, you'll only be fat for one more month," Flash said, before covering his mouth in regret.

"So you do think I'm fat!" Bruce cried.

"I don't think your fat!" Flash argued, as Brad grinned.

"So?" Tim asked as Bart re-entered the living room.

"I figured out the combination, but then it asked for a finger print," Bart sighed, as he slumped on the couch. "You wouldn't have a pack of cards on you, would ya?"

"No," Tim said, "Don't really like cards, but right now, I'm up for any thing…"

"Maybe we can make a deck," Bart pondered, "You got cardboard?"

"Yeah, in my desk, the third draw," Tim replied, "Why?"

"Scissors?"

"Yeah," Tim answered.

"I'll be back," Bart said, zooming off. He was back in no time with a large piece of cardboard, a pair of scissors and two texta's. He snipped the cardboard into several smaller pieces and then began to separate them into four groups. "Okay, I'll do the clubs, spades and diamonds, and you do the hearts."

"Okay," Tim said, getting to work. He looked up to find Bart hand completed his suits. "Okay, maybe you should do the hearts too?"

"I'm not doing the hearts," Bart said, "That's gay… in the non-homosexual way…"

"So it's happy?" Tim laughed. Bart stared at him bluntly. "I'll shut up now…"

"You guys may want to keep this," Brad said, handing a DVD to the men.

"What is it?"

"The ultrasound video," Brad smiled. "I'll have the pictures ready with a few days."

"Great," Flash said, as Bruce stood up. "Well we better go."

"We've been what to where?" Michael asked.

"Invited to Wally West's surprise birthday party," Cassiel repeated for the third time.

"Why?" Gabriel asked, as Michael read the invitation for a fifth time.

"I don't know," Cassiel snapped, her temper wearing thin, "Look, are you guys coming or not? Yes or no?"

"Yes," Jophiel grinned. "I can celebrate my birthday there too!"

"Yeah, I think I might tag along too," Patience said.

"Well, I'll come but what if of the men recognizes me?" Gabriel asked.

"They won't," Cassiel said, "Just come in a disguise, give your self brown eyes and change the shape of your nose and give your self a goatee… Your eyes are the only things that stick out… considering they glow…"

"Okay," Gabriel said, scrunching up his nose. His face contorted softly as his nose grew wider and longer and his glowing eyes turned brown. He had a tiny piece of hair just under his nose. "How's this?"

"Lose the Hitler goatee," Cassiel sighed, Gabriel concentrated once more and his facial hair shaped into a perfect goatee. "Great…"

"So how long will this party be?" Metatron asked.

"A few hours," Cassiel said.

"I'll come then," Metatron smiled. "I feel like a party any way…"

"Hey isn't it our birthday that day?" Gabriel asked.

"Yeah," Patience said, "Oh well, we can do both parties!"

"Yeah!"

"Are you in Michael?" Cassiel asked.

"Fine…"

"Don't get too excited Mike," Cassiel smirked.

"Shut up."