Cave Justice, March 3, 2036, 1:21 AM

Abby sat alone in the darkness of her bedroom, on the bed, under the sheets. Her messy blonde hair no longer in a pony tail, but lying flat draped against her shoulders and back. Music was playing softly into her ears through her had phones. She breathed heavily as she tried to force herself to sleep. Her phone ringed, she paused Spotify and answered.

"Hello?" She said tiresomely.

"Hey Abs, you up for some food?" Brendon said over the phone, Abby laughed.

"I'm trying to sleep." Abby said, she could almost see Brendon's sad face. She smiled at the thought of her boyfriend pouting like a baby.

"Your loss babe, I found this great Greek place." Brendon said.

"Is it Greece?" Abby said sarcastically. Brendon stayed silent for a few seconds.

Greece, March 3, 1:21 AM

"Maybe." Brendon said to Abby, as he chowed down on a plate full of food.

"i'm going back to bed." Abby said to him, Brendon frowned.

"You sure, want me to come over?" Brendon asked, he could hear Abby giggle; He could almost see her blushing.

"I'm fine Brendon." Abby said.

"Okay, goodnight." Brendon said.

"Goodnight." Abby said Brendon opened his mouth to say something more, but she hung up.

"Love you princess." He whispered.

"Oh I love you too my prince charming." He mocked.

Belle Reve, March 6, 2036, 4:30 PM

Dylan and Terry walked into Belle Reve to check up on the place after a prisoner went loose.

"We have finally gotten the identity of the escaped convict." Amanda Waller said to Nightwing.

"And?" Terry said rather impatiently. Dylan scoffed, "And you say I'm not patient." Dylan said, Terry rolled his eyes.

"We are not allowed to revel identities of them to you without a League member present." A guard said.

"It's Pyro, or Singe as he calls himself." Amanda told the two boys.

"Thank you Waller, we will be looking out for him." Dylan said.

"And when you do find him, he had broken his left arm, but is not with out power." Waller said.

Minutes later the pair strolled to a Zeta Tube.

"Dylan, can we talk?" Terry asked.

"I dunno, can we?" Dylan said, Terry sighed.

"I know I've been a jerk, and I know I don't deserve forgiveness but if you could may-"

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"be consider giving me a chance to show that I can be a friend again I'd-" Terry said, Dylan cut him off.

"Dude, I think you forgot one thing." Dylan said, Terry shot a confused look.

"What?" Terry said, "What did I forget."

"If you can't figure that out, then I can't forgive you." Dylan said turning away, "Here's a hint, the word for it starts with an A and ends with Gize." Dylan then walked over to Savannah and they started to talk about his date tomorrow night.

Terry stood there, and sighed. He stared longingly at Dylan and scowled.

"Whatever." Terry said walking to his room.

Abby sat on the couch watching cartoons and laughing at the stupid names of characters.

"Abby, some lady at Star Labs called, something about a family issue." Kat said walking in with the phone.

"What?" Abby shouted, waking Val up from her nap on the couch. Val shot up and drew her batons.

"Are we under attack!?" She asked, Kat laughed and Abby rested her head in her hands.

"No Grayson, we are not under attack." Kat said through her giggles.

"Give me that!" Abby said ripping the phone from Kat's hand. She held it to her ear and spoke.

"Hello." She said.

"Is this Abigail Taylor?" A lady asked.

"Yes." Abby said.

"We have your little brother, Carson Taylor." Abby's heart stopped, she dropped the phone to her side, her jaw hung open; Tears welded in her eyes, she raised the phone back up to her ear.

"Is, is this a joke, he died, as a baby." Abby said, the woman on the line spoke softly.

"No, he's here, alive, well. And asking to see you." She said, "His only living relative." Abby started to cry, Carson, alive?

"I swear to god if this is some prank," Abby said in between weeps.

"It's not, would you like to see him?" She asked. Abby stood still, her heart beat slowed; The tears dried onto her face and she regained her posture.

"I would, I do." Abby said to the lady who arranged a visiting day at a location in Flagstaff, Arizona.

Denver, Colorado, March 7, 2036, 7:31 PM

Dylan sat at a table at a small restaurant, waiting for his date. Then he walked up, a Mexican boy, with brown hair and hazel eyes.

"Hey sorry I'm late." He said to Dylan, who laughed.

"Bryce it's okay, not the first time." Dylan said, Bryce sat in the seat across from him.

"So what happened to your arm?" Dylan asked, Bryce looked surprised, and glared at his left arm in a cast.

"I uh, broke it." Bryce said, Dylan rolled his eyes.

"No shit." Dylan said, "How'd you break it, your do I want to know?"

"Skating accident." Bryce said. Dylan nodded, seems reasonable.

Unbenounced to them Terry was hiding a few tables away listening in on their conversation.

Then Terry decided to walk over, after he saw the two reach over their table and kiss.

"Hey Dylan, funny seeing you here, small world ain't it." Terry exclaimed walking over to them. Dylan blushed and sank in his chair.

"Terrence what are you doing here?" Dylan asked. Terry then grinned.

"I was getting a bite to eat." Terry said, then he glanced at Bryce and extended a hand.

"Hey I'm Terry, I'm Dylan's friend." Terry said, Bryce took his hand and shook it. Bryce's hand was scorching hot. Terry took a note of that.

"I'm Bryce, his boyf-"

"I know who you are, Dylie talks about you all the time!" Terry said, pulling over a chair and sitting as a third wheel.

"Terry. Can I speak to you for a minute?" Dylan said, Terry glanced towards him.

"Yeah what's on your mind?" Terry asked, then Dylan grabbed him by the hair and pulled him away.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" Dylan whispered to Terry.

"What do you mean?" Terry asked.

"Are you following me?" Dylan said, Terry laughed.

"What," Terry said, "no." Yes

Star Labs, Flagstaff, March 7, 7:21 PM

Abby walked up to Star Labs with Brendon and Kat. She wore a typical looking black and blue shirt with purple stars all over, and leggings with denim shorts. Abby sighed an grabbed the door handle, she tugged lightly on it and pulled it open.

"You guys didn't have to come." Abby said turning to her friend and boyfriend, Brendon put a hand on her shoulder.

"I think we did." He said smiling softly at her.

"Well, are we going in, or what?" Kat said, breaking the silence.

"Oh yeah." Abby said walking in, Brendon and Kat followed. They walked into a large pearl white room, they were immediately scanned to confirm their identities. One man started frisking Brendon, the boy was startled at an extreme grip the man used on his ass.

"Whoa man!" Brendon said nearly slapping the man away. Kat and Abby laughed as the men finished up. The three then proceeded to walk into a main room where a woman, mid thirties, dark brown salt and pepper hair, and hazel eyes wearing a lab coat, greeted Abby, not so much Brendon and Kat.

"Hello Miss Taylor, it's a real pleasure." She said to Abby with a stern face.

"The pleasure is mine, Mrs.-" Abby said.

"McCormick, I am Doctor McCormick, the doctor who has been at your brothers bedside." The woman said calmly. The overall calmness of the room was slightly uncomfortable. It sent chills up Brendon's spine thinking about how the most busy lab on the West coast was this quiet.

"May I see him?" Abby asked, Dr. McCormick nodded, scowling slightly. "Yes, come this way." She said, turning on her heels and walking towards the door. Abby and the others started to follow.

"Not your friends." The doctor said to Abby, pointing right at Kat's neck. Kat stopped in her tracks and swiped a hand in front of Brendon stopping him on his heel. Abby shot the doctor a rude look.

"Why not?" Abby snarled. The doctor kept her composure and spoke authoritatively. "We asked for you, not for Miss Wayne and Mister Allen, they can wait here in the common room, they may not pass these doors." Abby turned to her friends, who reassured her with only a look. She nodded to them.

"Fine." Abby breathed heavily and entered the next room where she was escorted to a small black room. A guard opened the door and let her in. Inside wasn't dark, but there was little light and the walls were painted black, or a very dark brown. A small bed was in the corner, Abby strolled over and stood in front of a boy sitting the bed. He was skinny, not malnourished but still frail looking, his hair was buzzed and blonde, he layed his blue eyes on Abby and raised an eyebrow.

"Are you my sister?" He asked, then Abby lost it. She fell to her knees and started balling her eyes out of their sockets. She curled herself into a fetal position at the base of the bed and the boy jumped down and hugged her. She returned it.

"I'm here, it's me Carson, your sister, Abby." She weepped, he only held her tighter, starting to cry as well, "I'm so sorry I wasn't here sooner."

"It's okay Abby." Carson said to her, they broke the embrace and Abby was finally able to say she wasn't the only one. The only one not to die in the accident.

Nine Years Ago, Sedona Arizona, January 30 2027, 11:21 PM

"Mom! That was so cool, the meteors!" An eight year old Abby said in the backseat of her Dad's Suburban. She bounced in her seat, dancing, still looking out the window at the stars. They were going home after a star shower in Sedona.

"Yes sweetheart, they were very amazing, can you check if Carson has fallen asleep yet?" Her mother, April, asked her hyperactive daughter. Abby nodded and crawled over to the car seat to check on her one year old brother. She smiled at his little face, snoozing away in the warmth of the car.

"Yeah mom, he's sleeping, daddy?" Abby said, her dad adjusted the mirror to see her.

"Yes pumpkin?" He said, Abby smiled. "Can we get some chicken nuggets?" She asked, her father laughed. "i don't see why not, we'll get to McDonald's then the minute we get home I want you in your PJs and in bed."

"Yay!" Abby exclaimed.

She didn't remember what happened next, maybe she erased the memory from her mind. But she remembers waking up in a burnt car, and a large rock in the front of the car, crushing her dear Mother and Father. She scurried around to find her little brother; She could not find him. Then she realized, the cops were their, and had her mom in a body bag, well what remains of her. She saw the yellow tape and ran for it.

"I'm alive! Mommy!" Abby yelled running for the flashing red and blue lights, a police man then grabbed her, she started coughing and he handed her a hand held breathing machine.

"Mom." She cried, that's when she knew, her brother didn't survive. Neither did her mom and dad. She fell to her knees and cried.

That night she was put in witness protection, by request of her aunt. By law Abigail Taylor was dead, along with her family, and she liked it that way.