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... ArseWing , Kobin

Chapter 37

Sitting moodily in a bowling alley, Lee Walter Travis, otherwise known as Crimson Avenger sat watching the four young superheroes as they played. Tim was showing Kon how to hold the ball and bowl it down correctly as Cassie got her third strike.

"You're killing us here," Bart said, as he stared up at score. They had played four rounds. Cassie was winning, followed by Bart and Tim who tied, and Kon who managed to knock one pin down each time.

That was if he didn't gutter the ball.

"I don't like this game," Kon-El snapped.

"Just don't throw the ball," Lee replied. "But use a little arm power, not too much because we don't need anything broken. And aim from the side, you always end up in the gutter, maybe if you don't aim for the pins you might hit them."

Kon grunted as he realised the ball down the alley with a loud thud. It rolled slowly down the alley as Bart and Tim willed it towards the middle.

"Why did we have to go bowling?" Kon snapped as the ball ended in the gutter once more.

"Let's finish this game and go ice-skating," Bart said.

"Oh boy," Lee said, impatiently.

"I'm sick of blowing," Garth sighed, as he massaged his cheeks and released a blown-up balloon. Roy grinned from beside him as he finished his final and hundredth balloon. "Why are you still full of air?"

"This probably would have been easier for you if it was filled with water," Roy joked.

"Do we really need so many balloons?" Donna asked as she tied as knot in her own balloon.

"The more," Dick huffed into a yellow balloon, "the merrier."

"They're balloons, not people," Garth grinned.

"Same thing," Dick grinned as Wally joined them and blew up the rest of the balloons in the time it took for them to do one. "Why didn't you do that earlier?"

"Cause then we'd have hours of nothing to do," Wally said, "You wanna watch some TV, we can let Bruce, Shayera, Clark, John, Diana and Ollie do the decorations."

"I'm with Wally," Don said, yawning slightly. "Let's watch Pirates of the Caribbean."

"Don't you know any other movies?" Garth asked, he knew it was the only thing Don watched. Ollie, Hank, Helena and Q always complained about it.

"Pirates of the Caribbean, part two," Don shrugged.

"Isn't Shrek 3 coming out soon?" Roy asked.

"May 18th," Don said.

"Only you would know the answer to that," Hank smirked.

"You were the one who dragged me to go and watch the first one," Don retorted.

"No, I wanted to see Hannibal!" Hank replied, "But we couldn't see it so we were stuck with watching that stupid movie."

"Oh, you just didn't like it because I compared you to Shrek," Don smirked.

"That makes you Donkey!" Hank snapped as Ollie walked up to them.

"Nope, I'm Puss in Boots," Don grinned; the archer stopped, turned around and walked away.

"What's his problem?" Dick asked as Hank and Don burst out laughing.

"He always does it when he hears us arguing," Hank said.

"We don't argue," Don said.

"Yes we do," Hank snapped.

"You argue, I talk," Don replied, diplomatically.

"Hippie," Hank murmured.

"Politician," Don replied.

"Hey!" Hank snapped. "thats a low blow!"

"Oi, stop sitting there and help us out," Shayera snapped as she stuck up a shiny 'Happy Birthday' sign above a door frame.

"But we're busy!" Roy replied.

"Now!" Shayera snapped, as the group stood up grumbling. "Not you, Don, you're pregnant. You can relax."

"Sweet," Don grinned as he sat back down and watched his friends walked of moodily.

"That's so not cool," Garth snapped.

"I wanna be pregnant," Roy whined. "Hey, you think if I put a pillow under my belly they'd think I was knocked up?"

"Probably not," Wally grinned as he handed Shayera a handful of streamers.

"Relax Kon," Tim said, as he clung onto the clone's hand, skating slowly away from the edge.

"That's easy for you to say," Kon said, as his feet began to give. He did a crazy dance on the spot, but managed to stabilise himself for a moment until Bart zoomed past with Cassie. He flew skywards before falling to the ground painfully. "I preferred the bowling."

"Sorry," Bart said, as Crimson Avenger skated past laughing. Tim helped pull Kon up with a grunt.

"You guys are lucky I'm indestructible," Kon said, "Imagine going back home and telling dad I broke a leg ice-skating."

"We can just blame Bart," Tim said.

"You always do," Bart said, as Kon attempted to skate with out Tim's hand attached to his.

"Kon maybe you should slow down a bit," Tim said, as Kon spun around him.

"No, I think I am getting this," Kon said, as he grabbed Tim by the hand and spun him around playfully. Bart and Cassie burst out laughing as Tim yelped in surprise. "I think I like this now. We should have come here in the-gahhh!"

He slipped hard on his back and pulled Tim on top of him. The two teens stared at each other, startled as Cassie, Bart and Lee burst out in fits of laughter. Kon and Tim scurried up quickly refusing to look at one another as Bart gave Cassie a look; she nodded knowingly.

"Nope," Kon snapped, "I don't like this either!"

"Let's go to Putt-Putt golf," Bart sighed. Crimson Avenger cursed loudly.

"It looks perfect," Diana grinned as the final decoration was put up.

"Okay," Wally said, "We have an hour til everyone gets here and a half an hour until the boys come home later. I'm gonna go get the cake."

"Okay," Bruce nodded, as Wally zoomed off, "Who's up for a cold one?"

"You have Coke?" Roy asked.

"Yes, Dick made sure I brought some," Bruce smirked.

"Aww, how cute," Garth sighed, mockingly.

"Ah, shut up," Dick muttered as Roy skipped happily towards the Coke.

"Are you sure he still isn't doing drugs?" Bruce asked, softly.

"I don't know," Ollie said, quietly.

"Coke is my anti-drug!" Roy grinned.

"Hey! I should be your anti-drug!" Dick snapped.

"Okay!" Don said, throwing his hands up, "Let's try and keep this conversation PG!"

"Exactly, my brother's sitting here!" Hank said. "Stop un-virginising his ears!"

Ollie snorted loudly, as Don shook his head in embarrassment.

"Why did you snort for?" Hank asked, suspiciously.

"Shut your trap," Don snapped, angrily.

"Great now he sounds like Q," Hank muttered, as everyone eyed Don, surprised.

"Stop looking at me," Don whined, as Ollie sat beside him with a beer.

"Want some?" Ollie asked. Don simply stared.

"Where is Question?" Bruce asked as he sat beside Wally and handed his love a beer.

"Watch tower," Hank replied. "Wasn't feeling to well, probably the mayonnaise and maple syrup?"

"Do you think he'll come down later?" Ollie asked, wrapping an arm around Don.

"Yeah," Hank said, pushing the hand away. Don rubbed his forehead impatiently and Ollie sniggered.

"Well, you seem to be getting this right," Cassie said, as Kon smacked a brown golf ball down to its hole. "Hole in fifteen!"

"Shut up," Kon snapped.

"Are you sure you're related to Superman?" Bart asked, as he set up his ball. A second later he scored a hole in one.

"Shut your trap," Kon grinned as Tim got himself ready to hit the ball in.

"I don't get how you didn't get this in quickly," Tim said, as he gently smacked the ball. "The hole is straight across."

Kon blew hard knocking the ball of course.

"Well you missed it too," Kon grinned. Cassie and Bart burst out laughing as Tim glared at Kon.

"So I'll get it in this time," Tim said, as he prepared to hit it in once more, "Its better then your fifteen hits til it went in."

Tim swung the club backwards as Kon walked behind him and pinched hard on the smaller teens behind. Tim yelped and swung hard as Cass and Bart roared with laughter.

"Ouch!" the heard someone cry. "What's the big idea?"

Kon and Tim exchanged looks and were about to run off when a girl around their age, with huge blue eyes, long blonde hair and Tim's ball in her hand appeared.

"This is putt-putt golf! People shouldn't expect to be hit with a damn ball," she barked.

"Yeah, uh, sorry," Tim said, "I misjudged my strength."

"Moron," she snapped as she threw him the ball.

"Relax, will you?" Kon said. "It wasn't his fault that you got in the way!"

"Excuse me!" she said, in a shrilly voice.

"Okay, okay!" Cassie cried, interrupting an argument before it began. "It was an accident, besides I think we should leave."

"We just got here?" Bart snapped, "I ain't leaving because she has a problem with being hit across the head!"

"Wot's going on, Mon?" YJ looked up to see another girl approaching them. She was of African descent with dark reddish-brown hair and deep brown eyes.

"Don't worry, Anita," the first girl said, "let's just go finish our game."

"Okay," the girl dubbed Anita said. "I still don't see why we couldn't go shopping instead, Cissie."

"Tell me about it," the blonde said, as they disappeared from where they came from. "I'm gonna get a bruise on my head because of them!"

"What a bitch!" Bart exclaimed.

"We have to head back home," Crimson Avenger said, "And don't go using those words in front of me."

"Yes sir," Bart muttered. "Stupid dick."

"I heard that."

"They're almost here," Alfred pointed out. "I think we should begin to hide."

"Is everyone here yet?" Bruce asked.

"Everyone but Martha," Wally whispered, "I sort of expected her to be the first one here."

"Well, she had to stop of at PSW," Roy replied.

"Why?" Dick asked.

"Said she needed to speak with Michael and Metatron," Roy answered.

"And she was delivering something for us," Bruce said. "We sent a few large birthday cakes for one of the boys; he turned fourteen today as well."

"She better hurry," Alfred said, "they've just stepped out of the car."

"I'm here! I'm here! They're not here yet are they!" Martha asked as she tripped over a streamer, pulling a bunch of decorations down. The group groaned as they hand spent hours setting up.

"Now that's the more colour I've seen Martha wear," Question said, rubbing his swollen belly. She stood up covered in the decorations just as YJ walked in.

"Surprise!" Martha yelled. Bart and Tim exchanged looks as the guests groaned. They missed the surprise. "You couldn't stall them for a minute?"

"You try stalling Bart," Cassie snapped. Bart burst out laughing as Martha struggled to get the decorations off her.

"Someone get this crap of me!" she roared as she spun around attempting to pull it off. She looked somewhat reminiscent of a dog chasing its own tail. The group laughed loudly and Dick and Roy helped her pull it off.

"So, were you boys surprised?" Don asked.

"Well, Martha scared us," Tim shrugged, "I've never seen her wear so much colours!"

"Good enough!" Roy grinned, "Lets party! Whoooo!"

"Please lay off the Coke," Martha said, as she pulled the last ribbon of her hair. She turned around only to trip over another ribbon. She stood up as everyone laughed and pulled the colours off her. "Urgh, which idiot covered the ground with this stuff?"

A few hours later, the party was going off. Bart was startled like crazy when his friends from Central City appeared.

"What are you guys doing here?" Bart asked as he grabbed his friends into a tight hug. "Oi! Konny, Tim, Cassie, this is Carol and Preston!"

His two friends from Central City grinned at the approaching teenagers.

"This is Cassie, Kon, and Tim," Bart said, pointing at each teen.

"Hi how are you?" Cassie grinned.

"Fine thanks," Carol grinned, pulling a long strand of black hair out of her face. "So how do you guys know each other?"

"Our folks know each other," Tim replied. "My dad and Wally are close friends, and Kon's dad is a friend of my dad's and Wally's. And the same goes with Cassie's two sisters."

"How long have you known Bart?" Kon asked, resting his arm on Bart's shoulder.

"Since third grade," Preston said, "Me and Carol were friends from before."

"So how long are you staying for?" Tim asked. "I hope you can stay for a few days."

"Actually, we're staying the night, but we have to head back tomorrow," Carol said.

"What why?"

"School on Monday," Preston sighed.

"Aww," Bart whined, "Stupid school, is that asshole gone?"

"Which asshole?" Tim asked.

"Never mind," Bart said, waiting for his response.

"Yeap," Carol said, "A few other students came out a week after you left and said he did the same with them. They fired him immediately. He was only suspended when you left."

"Serves him right," Bart said.

"What did he do?" Kon asked, not liking the idea that somebody hurt his best friend.

"It doesn't matter any more," Bart said, "He got what was coming to him."

"You know, the lunatic was raving about a demon trying to kill him," Carol said.

"A demon?" Bart asked, grinning inwardly.

"I think they mean fallen angel," Tim smirked.

"Huh?" Preston asked.

"Just a joke between us," Cass said, "You wouldn't get it, its one of those you have to be there to get it jokes."

"I hate those jokes," Carol grinned.

"Last I heard, he was in a mental ward," Preston said. "Serves him right though. Bart I was meaning to ask you, how did Wally react after he saw the apartment that night?"

"Oh, he had a field day," Bart said, "but he's pretty cool when he wants to be."

"They got them hamsters!" Kon said, excitedly. The clone was more enthusiastic about the rodents then Tim and Bart.

"They should have gotten Bart a parrot," Preston grinned.

"Oh shut up," Bart snapped.

"You know, that's what Wally said this morning," Tim laughed.

"You shut up too," Bart said, punching Tim playfully. "Come on, I'll show you Hammy and Silvia."

"Who?" Preston asked.

"Our hamsters," Tim said, as they climbed up towards the birthday boys' room.

"Bruce? Where are Tim's friends?" Wally asked quietly, as he and Bruce headed to Owen's room to place the sleeping baby in his cot.

"I only know three of his friends," Bruce said, "One of them went on a holiday for this weekend, the other's grandmother is ill, and the last broke his leg."

"Jesus," Wally said, "That's bad."

"I know," Bruce sighed, placing Owen in his cot. "I wanted to make today special for both of them."

"It's still special, babe," Wally smiled; he switched the baby monitor on and left the room. "Besides, he'll understand. They might be kids but they ain't idiots."

"I know," Bruce nodded. "Annoying as they are."

"LOL!" Wally grinned.

"Stop that," Bruce snapped, he hated when people spoke as though life was a real life chatroom."Or no more chatrooms for you!"

"Oh My God! They're so cute," Carol said, happily, as she held Silvia in the palm of her hand. Cassie laughed as she gently stroked the rodent's head softly.

"Hammy is cuter," Bart said, as he hugged the hamster.

"Is not," Tim said, "Silvia is much cuter!"

"Is too,"

"Is shut up," Kon snapped, "As cute as they are, they are still rodents."

"You're just jealous," Tim said.

"About what? The fur and the small size," Kon grinned.

"No, that I have a hamster and you don't!" Tim said, "Nanana!"

"So, I have a dog!" Kon said. "I mean it's a robot, but it barks and annoys dad."

Bart laughed loudly, "We should get one!"

"Forget that, just take Hankette," Cassie smirked, "Hank would be ever so grateful!"

"Hankette?" Carol asked.

"One of our friends dog," Bart said, "He named his dog Hankette to annoy his boyfriend."

"Q isn't dating Hank!" Cassie laughed.

"They could have fooled me!" Bart said. "They argue as much as Wally and Bruce. And Ted and Booster."

"Let's hook them up!" Kon said.

"Yeah!" Bart replied, eyes widening.

"Oh crap, not again," Tim sighed.

"Hey, Bart you think we can talk alone for a second," Carol asked.

"If it's the speed thing, they know," Bart said.

"We have powers too," Kon said, lifting a startled Tim by the bum.

"Wow," Preston said, eyes widening.

"Where are the kids?" Clark asked.

"In Bart and Tim's room," Roy replied as he looked upwards. "Showing them their hamsters."

"Oh," Clark said, "I wonder what they are talking about."

"I think they want to hook up Question and Hawk," Roy said.

"What?" Clark asked.

"Heh, I am only kidding," Roy laughed, "You're the one with super hearing."

"I can't do that!" Clark said, Roy shrugged. "I suppose if I listen for a few minutes, it won't hurt."

"Nope," Roy replied. Clark nodded as he winced his eyes slightly.

'Wait! You guys are heroes too!' Clark's eyes widened, listening to the conversation above his head.

'Yeah, I'm Superboy!'

"Kon!" Clark snapped.

'And I am Wondergirl!"

"Cassie!"

"What's going on?" Roy asked.

'I'm Tim,' Tim said, 'No names, remember."

'He's Robin,' Clark heard Bart say, followed by a loud gasp. 'Batman isn't here right now, relax a little Timmy!'

"Clark what are you doing?" Wally asked. He and Bruce had walked up to the Kryptonian and found his facial expression was that of a stunned mullet.

"Those idiots told young Preston and Carol who they are!" Clark said. "Now Kon just told them I was Superman! I'm gonna kill- oh boy, Bart just said-"

"Don't tell me he revealed me-" Wally was cut off by Clark.

"-not you! Bruce!"

"WHAT!" Bruce yelled, startling the crowd.

"Relax," Roy said, "it isn't the end of the world."

"DON'T TELL ME TO RELAX!" Bruce roared, before storming of through the crowd. Clark and Wally followed also looking ticked off.

"It's their birthday! Go easy," Roy called out as Dick and Garth approached him.

"What's going on?" Garth asked.

"Bart told his friends about Batman and Bruce," Roy said, Dick and Garth gasped. "Why is everyone so heated up?"

"He's gonna kill him," Dick gaped.

"Should we help them?" Garth whispered. Dick shook his head quickly.

"Oh for the love of God," Roy walked off and headed towards the room.

"You know, you guys can't tell anyone," Bart said, Carol and Preston nodded.

"Besides, Bruce would kill us," Tim said, nervously looking around.

"Relax, Tim, he won't know," Bart said, thumping Tim across the back playfully.

"Superman is here," Tim replied, "with his super hearing."

"Shit," Kon cursed, just as the door opened. Bruce stood snarling at Bart and Tim. The two boys took a hint and hid behind Kon and Cassie. Preston and Carol followed, pronto.

"Kon!" Clark snapped. "What on earth are you four thinking!"

"They're honorary Young Justice Members," Kon said, quickly, his voice jumping a few pitches higher. "Besides, they know the punishment for spilling YJ secrets is death!"

"Yeah, we do!" Preston said, Bruce gave him a Bat glare, causing the boy to cower behind Bart, "Mr Batman Sir!"

"Hey! Don't go glaring at my friends like that!" Bart snarled, angrily. "They've known about my speed since I met them! And they haven't told any one since!"

Bruce growled loudly as Wally stood beside him, rubbing his shoulder,

"Babe, now's not the time," Wally said, "Besides, Bart's right they wont tell any one."

"They still shouldn't have said it!" Bruce snapped, as Roy entered the room.

"Hey, you're still alive," Roy smirked.

"You were meant to keep them busy!" Kon snapped.

"I did," Roy said, before pointing at Clark, "He was the one eavesdropping."

"Dad!" Kon whined, moodily.

"Don't you dad me!" Clark snapped. Kon rolled his eyes, "And what is that beanie you're wearing?"

"It's Tim's," Kon shrugged, "Borrowed it."

"Huh, okay," Clark said, when they heard Shayera calling for them.

"Maybe we should go and cut the cake," Roy said, Bruce huffed. "Oh and Bruce, Owen is awake."

"Happy birthday to you!" the crowd finished loudly. Tim and Bart grinned at each other before they blew out the twenty-eight candles on their cakes.

"Whooo!" Roy howled. "Hip! Hip!"

"It's Beep, Beep," Martha said bluntly. "Humans ruined the classic!"

"what?" Bruce asked.

"Nevermind," she sighed.

"Horray!" Cass and Kon cheered.

"Fine then," Roy grinned, "Beep, beep!"

"Horray!" everyone shouted.

"Beep, beep!"

"Horray!"

"Happy birthday boys," Bruce said, deciding to yell at them tomorrow, as he hugged both boys gently. They hugged him back tightly as Wally stood with Owen waiting his turn. Once he had room he gave each boy a half hug with his free arm.

"Master Bruce, we should take a beautiful family photo," Alfred said as he showed the camera.

"Which means give the camera to some one else, Gramps," Bart grinned. Alfred nodded, grumbling as Ollie took the camera. He walked over and stood beside Bruce who was behind Bart. Wally stood in front of Tim, with Owen resting in his arms.

"Dick, Barbara," Bruce snapped, "get over here."

"Coming," Dick said, as he left Roy's arms and stood beside Wally. Barbara joined him moments later.

"Alright everyone say cheese," Ollie said, and he pressed the button, once, twice, and then a third. The first shot was of Owen staring at Tim's long locks, the next was of Owen reaching for the hair, and the last was of Owen pulling Tim's hair as Tim cried in pain.

"Get him off me!" Tim snapped, as his eyes watered. Owen giggled slightly as he pulled the hair more. Wally struggled to pull Owen's hand away and Tim pulled his head towards the cake. Owen suddenly let go, Tim yelped when his head collided with the cake.

The group roared with laughter when Tim sat up his face covered with cake.

"No one said they'd be face painting," Ollie laughed as he took a photo or ten of Tim. Tim used his index to swipe a bit of cream off. He sucked on his finger.

"Yum," he said, as he stood up and faced Owen. "Two can play that game, you little Bart!"

"I think he means brat," Bart said, when Tim smeared the chocolate cream across Owen's cheek. Wally roared with laughter as Owen's lips trembled. It wasn't long before he bawled out crying. He stopped when Bart place a finger full of chocolate cream in his mouth.

Owen licked his lips as he tasted the sweet. It wasn't long before he was trying to lean into the cake.

"Hey, we want a photo with Bart and Tim too," Kon said.

"Yeah, with Carol and Preston!" Cassie said.

"And Roy, Dick and Shayera!" Tim said.

"And Owen!" Bart finished. The small group gathered behind Tim and Bart and grinned as the camera went off with several flashes.

"Kon, take that stupid beanie off," Clark said.

"Uh, no," Kon said, when Shayera suddenly yanked it off. Clark screamed in horror when Kon's short new hair was shown. He had it shaved on the sides with plenty of gel keeping the hair neat in a Mohawk style. Lucky for Clark he couldn't see the 'S' symbol that Kon shaved into his hair at the back. "Do you like it dad?"