"What did you just say?" Jason kept his eyes on E, worried expression on his face. No one made a move to clean the coffee and broken glass all over the floor. "Roy. What did you just say?"

"Woah man," Roy paused, watching Jason's face for clues. E stayed expressionless. He fumbled around in his pocket before bringing out the communicator from his pocket. "Arsenal to the Justice League. Repeat transmission from the new invaders the Lantern's picked up."

Nightwing's voice cut through the silence, "Roger that. Here it is. Incoming transmission from the Green Lantern Corps. Radio broadcast picked up these two in Star City over the weekend. Mentioned looking for a wisp-conjurer. Language unknown. We have them in holding beneath the Hall of Justice. We have not given them any information about E, waiting on Batman to give us the go ahead. The Lantern's do not condone executions or extradite. Given the recent turn of events, we are looking to find the former teammate going by E. Do not engage, suspect is hostile and dangerous. If found, please turn over to the Green Lantern Corps for questioning. Inter-dimensional beings have information and are willing to offer compensation for capture dead or alive. Transmission ending."

The room was deadly silent for a moment, wheels turning in E's head. How did they find her? Why now? How could he father possibly be alive? She watched him as he died. This was impossible.

"Does someone want to tell me what is going on?" Roy asked, raising an eyebrow to Jason. E blinked, staring unseeing past Roy's head, almost like she was focusing on the flickering television screen.

"I think they are looking for E," Jason said. Well duh they were looking for E, but why? What were they planning on doing to her? "They didn't say anything about her dad."

"Yeah that wasn't in the transmission," Roy said, watching the two of them carefully before getting up and dropping a towel on the floor where the coffee was pooling. He stepped on it, trying to soak up the coffee. Jason put two hands on her shoulders and led her away from the broken glass. She hardly noticed until Roy spoke again. "Nightwing said they were making a big fuss about being held, but were willing to follow the laws in order to get her back."

"So it could be a trap," Her heart fluttered, somewhat happily. Her father was one person she would not enjoy meeting after his death.

"Could be," Roy tossed the damp towel in the sink and crouched down, picking up the larger glass pieces. "All I know is what Nightwing told me. He said Bat's wanted to turn you over, but I think Nightwing is a little more hesitant."

Of course, Bat's wanted to turn her in. She blinked again. With Bat's rigid code, since she was no longer good, she must be bad. She killed, so now she was on the bad side, the wrong side. She was a villain now. No grey area, purely good and bad, black and white. Jason crouched down and swept some of the smaller glass into a paper towel.

"We need a plan," Jason muttered from underneath the counter. E was fairly catatonic still, looking out past the television. "We need to keep her safe."

Roy hesitated, not totally sure what the two of their relationship together was. Why was it their responsibility to protect her? She seemed more than capable of taking out the bad guys on her own.

"Why?" He asked quietly to Jason, under the counter. "Why do we have to protect her?"

Jason paused, looking to Roy with fire in his eyes. He didn't know where the defensiveness was coming from, he just knew what felt right to do. He muttered quietly, "She is loyal when no one else is, I'm not going to abandon her after dragging her into this mess. If it wasn't for me, the entire Justice League would be protecting her. But she chose me, so I'm all she's got."

E started shaking her head, and pulled her hand up covering her mouth. This couldn't be happening, it wasn't possible. She watched her father die in front of her. He was dead as a doornail, no coming back. Jason stood up and dropped the shards into the trash. He looked over to E and ran a hand through his hair.

"E," Jason asked, loudly, "Give me anything. A word, a yawn, maybe a little burp. Just let me know you are still alive over there."

Roy stood up next to Jason and eyed her carefully. The mood had changed so fast.

"The Lanterns aren't going to give them access to just hunt her down on our planet," He paused, looking to Jason again, "At least, they shouldn't."

"They don't need permission," She turned around suddenly, game face on. "I need to know who they are. There were a lot of warring factions when I left. My family and I have many enemies and few allies. But the royal guard wouldn't let harm come to us. If any of them survived and are looking for me, they will keep me safe."

Jason and Roy shared a look, it was amazing how much of her life had still yet to be revealed. By now, the Lanterns must know all about her, and what she had done. It probably wouldn't be long until everyone wanted her dead. And now, suddenly, Earth didn't seem so safe anymore.

"Okay," Jason paused, trying to wrap his head around the whole 'royal guard' thing. "So let's just say, hypothetically, they aren't friends. What do they want?"

E paused, "My head on a stick."

"You know, this all would be a lot easier if you told us exactly what was going on here. Who are these people? What is so deep and dark about your past? What is going on with your father?" Roy wanted to ask who she really was, but figured that would be too loaded. Jason nodded, not wanting to agree but knowing he had to.

"E, it has been long enough," He paused, "I tried not to ask at first, because you were making a new life, becoming a new person. But if we are going to figure out a way out of this, we need to know exactly what is going on."

E turned around, shooting Jason a pleading look. She didn't want to talk about it. Jason was all she had left, and if she told him, she would lose him too. Then again, lying would probably ruin any new friendship she had. She sighed, figuring the truth would be the best way out. She didn't want to dive back in, she had been playing this part for so long it had almost become her. She was E now, she wasn't who she used to be. Then again, she did just murder a man, so maybe she hadn't changed all that much anyway. She took a breath.

"It's a long story."

Roy sat down in a folding chair in front of the TV, looking to her expectantly. She would so much rather he not be here. This was something she wanted to relive alone. Jason looked at his watch and then took a seat next to Roy, stretching his legs out in front of him. Her back was up against the wall, metaphorically speaking.

"Go ahead."