I swear I'm not evil! Just please read this chapter! NOW ON WITH THE FIC!

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Celeste's eyes opened wide to meet a pair of beautiful jade green eyes. Her own widened. "W-Who are you?" she demanded. "Where am I? What happened?" The last thing she remembered was that man turning around and then everything had gone blank from that point on. "Am I dead?" Before her stood a very pretty woman a little taller than herself with short, light blond hair. An angelic glow surrounded her. For some reason, she seemed very familiar.

The woman chuckled. "No, you're not dead," she answered, her eyes dancing with mirth. Her amusement eventually died down, only to be replaced with sadness. "You're so much like your father... He always used to ask so many questions."

Realization suddenly sparked in Celeste's eyes. "You're Martha," she said quietly. "My..."

"Grandmother," finished Martha, smiling brilliantly. She slowly caressed Celeste's right cheek, as if she couldn't believe that her only granddaughter was standing in fron of her. "You're so beautiful. Honey, I'm so proud of you. Your father and brothers as well."

Celeste leaned into the touch. "Grandma, where are we?" she asked. "If I'm not dead, then what happened to me? Where are we?"

Martha frowned. "You were fatally shot about five times," she revealed. "You are in between life and death. A sort of Limbo, if you will. It's not your time to leave yet, but if you so choose, you can choose to live in paradise for all of eternity."

"Grandma, how are you speaking to me?" inquired Celeste. "Wouldn't Grandfather, Hades I mean, be the one to greet me?"

"Hades figured he'd let your grandpa or I do it," answered Martha. "Only one person at a time is allowed, so Thomas insisted that it be me." She took in a deep breath. "So, what will it be? Are you going to go back or are you going to live in paradise forever?"

Celeste looked at her grandmother. "With you?"

Martha smiled. "With me."

Celeste sighed heavily. "Grandma, there is almost nothing more in the world I want than to stay with you and Grandpa forever," she said. "but I have to go back. I can't just leave Mom and Father, my brothers, or my team."

Martha nodded. "I understand, sweetheart," she said. "Go back and take care of your father for me."

Celeste looked apprehensive. "Grandma, can I stay here with you?" she pleaded. "Just for a little while?"

Martha beamed. "While you are here, no time passes in reality," she said. "We have the time."

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There was almost a dead silence as Bruce held a sobbing Diana. Lora could not believe this was happening. Why did it have to be Celeste? She was such a good and sweet person. She most definitely didn't deserve this. Then, she heard it. A beeping sound. "Wait!" she exclaimed. "Do you hear that!? Celeste's heart monitor is beeping! She's alive!"

Diana's head snapped up to look at her goddaughter. "Lora, are you sure?" she demanded.

Lora nodded. "Positive."

Bruce glanced up at the Martian. "J'onn, is she right?" he asked.

J'onn's eyes glowed and he nodded. "Yes," he answered. "Her meta abilities seem to be kicking in and healing own injuries. He chance of survival is increasing." The five of them ran to Celeste's hospital room and saw that she was twitching.

"She's moving!" observed Rex.

"She will be alright," said Damian with certainty.

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Celeste gave a bell-like laugh. "He really painted the cat orange?" she asked.

Martha chuckled. "Yes," she answered. "And he tried to make breakfast for us on our anniversary at the age of six. Luckily, Alfred had caught him before he could do anymore than burn the toast."

Celeste giggled again. "He was such a goofy kid," she said. "He misses you and Grandpa a lot."

Martha stroked her granddaughter's hair. "I know," she admitted. "I wish we could have been with him growing up. I wish I could have met your mother and been there when you were born."

Tears began to flow from Celeste's eyes. "Met too," she choked out. "Grandma, I have to go."

Martha pulled the sixteen year old into a hug. "I know," she said. "Celeste I love you so much. I will watch over you as much as I can."

"I love you too, Grandma," stated Celeste, hugging her back. "You'll be like my guardian angel?"

"Yes. Please take care of your father for me. Be there for him when I can not."

Celeste nodded. "Of course Grandma." Her body began to fade away as her soul made her way back to the world of the living. "Goodbye Grandma."

"Goodbye Celeste."

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The five people did not take their eyes off of Celeste's unconscious body as she began to move. First, in little twitches, then her arms and legs had begun to flail rapidly. Finally, her bright blue eyes snapped open to meet five pairs staring right back at her. "H-hey guys," she greeted weakly. "What did I miss?"

Diana sprang forward and pulled her daughter to her closely. "Oh thank Hera!" she exclaimed. "I-I thought...!"

Celeste felt tears begin to soak her suit. "Mom, please don't cry," she pleaded, her own tears beginning to come through. "I'm okay now. Everything's fine."

She did not expect her father to embrace both her and her mother tightly, his arms encasing them. "You scared us," he said, his voiced laced with emotion. "Be more careful next time. You let him get the drop on you."

Celeste gave a watery grin. "Right," she said. "I'll be more careful next time."

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Lora leaned against Celeste's doorway as the younger girl read a red covered book. "Have something to say, Lora?" she asked.

Lora's nostrils flared in anger as she stomped over to her bed. "How can you be so calm!?" she demanded hotly. "You were just shot, dead, and now you're alive again!"

Celeste's face was impassive. "I fail to see why you're upset," she said. "I got hurt, momentarily died, and now I'm back again. I don't see the problem."

Lora scoffed. "Of course you don't," she snapped. "You act so recklessly, so irresponsibly sometimes! You put yourself in danger constantly, then you play it off like it's nothing!" She slammed her fist into the wall. "Well it's not 'nothing!' Not to me!"

This took Celeste by surprise. "What do you mean?" she asked quietly. "I-I don't understand."

Lora let out a groan of frustration as she ripped off Celeste's mask. "I love you Celeste Wayne!" she shouted. Before Celeste could react to this information, Lora grabbed her face and pulled her in for a fierce kiss full of passion. Celeste didn't respond as she felt her cheeks heat up in embarrassment. The kiss was nothing like the one Rose had imposed on her. That one was harsh and forced. This one was loving and gentle.

The two girls pulled apart, both with apparent blushed on their faces. They blinked at each other, both equally shocked over what had just happened. "I, um," stuttered Lora. "I, er, probably should not have done that."

Celeste recovered from her initial shock. "I-It's okay," she managed. She gestured for Lora to sit next to her on the bed.

Lora obliged. "What happens now?" she asked.

Celeste looked up at the ceiling. "I have no idea," she answered honestly.

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Come on, you all saw that coming.