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 53
"Argh, my head," Roy groaned, the past few hours brushed through his mind, and he shot up eyes wide. "What the hell happened!"
"Roy, are you okay?" Tim said, sliding over with Owen still in his arms.
"Where the hell are we?" Roy asked, looking around.
"You answered your own question there," Don replied, almost sarcastically.
"Shit," Roy murmured, looking through the rusty steel bars. "Where's Lucifer?"
"Not sure, he left a while ago," Tim said. "One of them stabbed Michael in the wing, and I don't know where Ted and the other three quins are."
"Okay," Roy said, standing up, looking sullen. "This is my fault. I shouldn't have helped Lucifer get that damn sword. He lied to me."
"What sword?" Don asked, using the rock he was leaning against earlier to raise himself up. He slowly made his way to his lovers adopted son and sat beside him. Justin scrambled over not wanted to be separated from the group.
"It can kill angels and demons," Roy said, hollowly. "He said he was gonna use it on Iniko and the other demons, but instead he had it used on Michael. I can't believe he's dead."
"Roy why did you have those wings?" Justin asked, reaching out to touch hesitantly.
"They're Martha's wings," Roy explained. "That day I died, she gave them to me so I could live, now she's mortal and I'm an archangel."
"An archangel," Don repeated in disbelief.
"I know, sounds farfetched, but it's the truth."
"We believe you," Don said, softly. "But what do they want with us, how do we get out of here?"
"I don't know," Roy said, "But we'll see soon enough."
"Kon, are you okay?" Kara screamed as several of the League erupted into the living room in the blue light. Kon nodded still clutching his arm.
"What happened to your arm!" Kal-el said, rushing over.
"I don't know, I'm okay though," Kon said, as he felt Superman give him the x-ray look.
"It's broken!" Superman said, outraged. "What happened?"
"Where's Don?" Ollie cried as he arrived.
"In hell," Azrael replied.
"Azrael!" Metatron hissed.
"What the hell happened here?" Vigilante asked, "Where's Justin?"
"In hell," Azrael replied, again. Metatron slapped his forehead in frustration.
"I don't understand, why I didn't notice his broken arm," Raphael asked, heading in the direction of the Super family. He looked Kon deeply in the clear blue eyes; Kon returned the stare with a glare. "It's as though he has no-"
"You're not looking deep enough," Martha said, appearing beside Michael in a blue light. "Are you alright, M?"
"Yeah," Michael replied, he watched as the bruises on Kon's face disappeared. "And don't call me that."
"How did you know Michael was hurt?" Azrael asked, suspiciously.
"Kon told me," Martha replied, Kon nodded as Azrael faced him. "What's the big plan?"
"There isn't one," Wally answered.
"What do you mean there is no plan? I'm not leaving Donny in there!" Ollie cried, Hank appearing just in time to hear what Ollie said.
"Where's Don?" Hank growled
"In hell," Azrael responded.
"Will you stop that!" Michael snapped.
"Where's my brother?" Hank asked again, before spotting Question hunched in the corner of the room. He jumped over a fallen table before crouching down beside him. Hank grabbed his hands and squeezed gently, bringing Question out of his reverie. "Vic? You okay, love?"
"They've taken our babies," he whispered, softly staring blankly at the floor.
"We'll get them back," Hank said, softly. He pulled Question into a strong bear hug. "What the fuck's going on?"
"We don't know yet," Wally replied, rubbing Bruce's tense shoulders. He pointed at the angels, "They don't have a plan."
"Look! You bird-human-people thingies! My baby brother and my babies are in there!" Hank snarled, "Get your butts in there! And GET THEM OUT!"
"Charmer isn't he," Patience said, before pulling something out a pouch.
"Don't call me charming!" Hank roared, when Patience threw a white sparkly dust in his face.
"Calm down, we will help them," Patience said, in a smooth voice. Hank nodded as he sat down. "He's the one person we don't need losing his temper."
"She's got that right," Uriel whispered to Ollie. Ollie stared at him with a raised brow. "Hi, how are you?"
"Has anyone contacted Booster Gold?" Superman asked, noticing he was the only person missing, other than Dick.
"I did," Martha replied, "Nightwing's been contacted too. How are we getting in?"
"We have to wait," Metatron replied, "they can't keep the fields up for so long. Remiel, Baraquel and Baradiel are there at the doors waiting for a change."
"They must be doing something," Azrael said, "but what?"
"No idea," Metatron sighed, "I can't even feel Cassiel right now. The distance between hell and earth is too deep."
"Who's that?" Cissie was pointing out the window at a flying gold man.
"That would be Booster Gold," Ollie replied, standing behind his daughter. "Is that Dick with him?"
"I think so," Bruce said, squinting out the window.
"Who's Booster Gold?" Anita asked.
"Num, num," Owen whined.
"What?" Tim asked.
"Num, num!" Owen repeated with a grunt.
"He means he's hungry," Don replied, rocking Callisto in his arm, both of the younger infants were bawling their eyes out. "It's alright Callie."
"Here, shut them up," Don looked up to see Lucifer standing near the entrance of the cage with three bottles of milk. Roy stared at him, words unable to leave his mouth.
"You probably poisoned it," Don snarled.
"You can let them starve," Lucifer shrugged.
"YOU! Stupid mother-fucking son of a bitch!" Roy finally roared.
"Tut, tut," Iniko grinned as she walked into view, "Such bad language on a little cherub."
"Fuck you, you stupid slut," Roy snarled.
"Slu," Owen said, testing the word on his tongue. Tim gaped at his baby brother as he grinned up at him, before pointing a chubby finger at Iniko, "Slu!"
"No! Bad Owen! We don't use words like that!" Tim said, outraged. "Only Roy does! He's silly!"
"slu," Owen shrugged.
"Sorry," Roy said, sheepishly.
"Good boy," Iniko grinned, "He's learning fast! He'll be a good soldier!"
"Yeah, you're right," Roy replied, "A good soldier; key word good!"
"Right," Lucifer replied, placing the bottles on the ground, "Great comeback, Roy. Owen's comeback was better than yours."
"I have things to do," Iniko said, walking off, "You coming Prince?"
"Yup," Lucifer said, eying Justin with a raised eyebrow. "Are you okay?"
"Put some distance between you and us," Justin replied, breathing deeply. "I'll be... I'll be fine then."
Lucifer eyed Iniko's retreating back before facing Justin again. "Do you really need to go into labour now!"
"Not... my... fault," Justin huffed, as Roy and Tim rushed over. He stood up slowly, panting, his blue jeans wet around the crotch. "Incredible, I'll be giving birth in hell... from the looks of things. I should have stayed in the past..."
"Nothing yet," Metatron sighed.
"Met! They can keep the place in lockdown for years!" Amethyst snapped, "It's called taking turns!"
"You've confused me," Metatron said, with a raised brow.
"Is there any other way in?" Booster Gold asked. "Can't you guys sneak in or something?"
"Well, if we had someone faster then us then yes," Metatron replied.
"Roy's taken over in the speed department," Martha explained, "Otherwise, I'd have gone in myself."
"Why didn't you tell us you were an angel?" Wally asked, furiously jumping up at the ex-angel. "I think we had a right to know, since we hired you and all!"
"Wasn't allowed to," Martha replied, "Our existence is based purely on faith and hope, its keeps the two consistent. If people knew we existed, then faith and hope are pointless."
"Why'd we need a stupid library for anyway?" Wally asked. "Why'd we hire a librarian?"
"I-I don't know," Bruce replied, looking at Clark.
"I haven't got a clue," he shrugged.
"Did you trick us or did you use hocus pocus on us or something?" Wally asked. Martha nodded. "You're kidding right!"
"No," Martha said, "I don't do the whole saving people thing like most angels, so being a hero was out, and I don't heal like other angels. I help people follow their dreams, patron saint of Sandmen and Muses."
"What the-"
"Wally shut up! How are we gonna get Ted and everyone out?" Booster asked, "The stress isn't good for him, Don or Justin!"
"Or Roy," Uriel whined.
"We need to wait," Michael said.
"We can't wait!" Booster snarled, "They are in fucking hell! God probably doesn't even know what's happening to them!"
"Actually He does," Metatron replied, looking upwards, suddenly listening intently. "Oh, okay... He says they're fine, but Justin's gone into labour."
"WHAT!" Vigilante screeched.
"He hasn't finished yet!" Metatron said, poshly. "He also says that Ted is standing underneath Remiel."
"Gee, he thinks!" Booster snarled, looking upwards, fisting pumping angrily at the sky. "Aren't you gonna help us!"
"He said, He doesn't help atheists," Azrael replied, smiling.
"He did not say that!" Metatron snapped, as Azrael jumped and yelped. "Serves you right! Lying is a sin!"
"Brown noser," Azrael said, rubbing his behind.
"What does He mean underneath me?" Remiel asked, chewing on chips he picked up from the ground. The African angel looked down and raised a brow, "Oh! There he is!"
"Where?" Booster asked, when the angel fell through the ground. The humans(or aliens in some cases) startled. "Where the hell did he go?"
"To the basement," Uriel laughed, looking downwards. "He might need help though, the babes."
"What babes?" Booster asked, as Uriel disappeared through the ground. "That's really annoying."
"You're telli-" Wally was cut off by a high-pitch scream. "What the?"
Another scream followed.
"Uriel! Stop scaring him!" Remiel was heard saying.
"Who the hell are you! Back off! I have bug spray!"
"Was that Ted?" Bruce said, looking up.
"AHHH! He sprayed me in the eyes!"
"Yes," Metatron winced.
"Serves you right, Uriel," Remiel snapped, holding Ted's hand gently. "It's okay, we're not here to harm you or the infants. We're here to help."
"What's going on?" Ted asked, standing up slowly. "What was all that screaming earlier?"
"We'll explain upstairs," Uriel said rubbing his eyes. He picked up two of the infants, as Remiel picked up the other.
"Come now," Remiel said, leading the pregnant man up the stairs. "How did you get down here?"
"Two men made me come down here," Ted said, hobbling up the stairs. "With three of the babies."
"Who?" Uriel asked surprised.
"I don't know," Ted replied, in annoyance. "They didn't say their names."
"Ted!" Booster cried in relief as he pulled the darker haired man into his arms, "You're okay!"
"Dandy," Ted replied, as Michael slowly slid out of the room, unnoticed. "Why's everyone here? Where are the rest of the guys?"
"You have no idea what happened?" Bruce said, hoarsely.
"None," Ted replied.
"Wait, how'd you get into the basement unseen," Ollie asked, as Hank and Question were handed three of their children.
"Oh God," Question sighed in part relief as he hugged his youngest son and Isabella tightly. Alexis was held in her other father's strong muscled arms.
"They kinda slipped me down there, the way this fella just fell through the ceiling," Ted replied, pointing at Remiel and then Uriel. "Sorry about the bug spray."
"Why where you carrying that?" Uriel whined, rubbing his eyes. "I thought you liked bugs!"
"Spiders aren't bugs," Ted replied.
"Okay, let's stop changing the subject," Wally said. "What are we gonna do?"
"Where are they?" Ted asked, sitting down slowly, his face scrunched up in pain.
"Are you alright?" Gabriel asked, giving Ted's stomach a suspicious look. "Oh dear..."
"What?" Booster yelped.
"It's a good thing they didn't take him!" Gabriel cried out, startling everyone.
"Why?" Booster cried back.
"Because he's almost ready for labour!" Gabriel cried.
"What!" Booster screeched
"Will you two stop that!" Ted snapped.
"Sorry," Gabriel murmured, "It's just if you have any more stress placed on your shoulders you might have an early labour."
"Well, I am having twins," Ted replied. "That's usually expected."
"What he means is it's a dangerous early birth," Martha sighed, "For you."
"Oh," Ted grunted, "Because being friggin pregnant isn't enough!"
"Right," Azrael murmured from behind them, "Where's Michael?"
The group of angels and humans looked around.
"He's right here," Ted said, pointing at Booster Gold.
"Our Michael," Metatron replied.
"He knows something," Azrael said, with a raised brow, "He'd never disappear like this, without warning us."
"What are you getting at?" Jophiel snarled.
"You know, for someone who promotes love," Azrael started.
"You know, for someone who deals with Death all the time, you think you'd be able to enter hell easily," Jophiel snapped, cutting the Seraph off.
"Enough," Metatron sighed, "No more arguing. I cannot think!"
"Please, we need to do something," Bruce pleaded. "My sons... our friends..."
"Where's Bart?" Martha asked, with a raised brow.
"I'll find him later," Wally murmured.
"Where's Helena?" Hank asked, watching Question gently cuddle his remaining infants.
"She'll be here in a few minutes with Dinah," Metatron replied, "As for Bart..."
He drawled off, closing his eyes. "I can't find him... Azrael?"
"He isn't on my list," the angel of death replied moments after pulling out a long list. "Not yet anyway. I can't find him either."
"Maybe he's moving around too fast," Bruce whispered.
"No," Metatron replied, "We'd still be able to find him, maybe not catch up, but we should know where he is."
"He got along quite well with Lucifer," the tall sandy blonde angel said.
"That's true isn't it Kon," Metatron asked, facing the clone.
"Yeah, why?" Kon asked, raising a brow, "You're not suggesting that Bart had anything to do with this, because my arm feels much better now."
"Not what I was thinking," Metatron said, quickly.
"But he's probably angry enough," the blonde said.
"Look, I don't know who you are, but Bart wouldn't betray us," Wally snarled, "He loves his brothers!"
"My name's Sandalphon," the seraph grinned, as though Wally had approached him like a child.
"This lot are freaks," Wally murmured, "Cept for that guy that left!"
"Gee thanks!" Jophiel said, in mock happiness.
"This is getting us nowhere," Martha said, softly, shaking her head.
"This is why angels and humans don't communicate so much," Patience sighed.
"Yeah, it's worse when demons are involved," Amethyst added.
"Don't remind us," Sandalphon sighed, as Martha stared at a malteser on the ground.
"Met, can you find Mike?" She asked, looking up at him.
"Gimme a second," Metatron replied. He closed his eyes, his face went blank and then, "Nothing, I can't find him anywhere."
"Great," Martha said, "That would mean one thing."
"He's the traitor!" Azrael snapped, Jophiel was restrained by Gabriel and Uriel.
"No! You idiot!" Martha sighed, "He's snuck in somehow, with Bart. Come on, isn't it obvious."
"No, not really," Azrael replied. "and did you call me idiot?"
"Bart's fast enough," Martha said, "Yes I did! I'm a human right now, what are you going to do?"
"Bid my time..."
"Actually, I think I know what you're getting at," Patience replied.
"Ted, the two men that led you to the basement," Jophiel started, pushing Uriel and Gabriel off him. He glared at Azrael as he asked, "What did they look like?"
"Erm, not too sure," Ted replied, bitting his lip, "My memory is a bit bland, they moved quickly."
"Did one of them look like me?" Jophiel asked, "But bigger?"
"Err, yeah, he did actually and the other one had a headband on his head," Ted said, remembering the horns. "He had a headband with the two devil horn thingo! He must be from the Mardi gras!"
"Lucifer!" Metatron replied, "He's the only demon with two horns, all the rest have more then three!"
"Lucifer isn't a demon," Kon snapped, drawing everyone's attention.
"He's a fallen angel," Cassie finished, smirking.
