All right I went away for awhile and came back with a new story, It's a continuance of 'Reflecting On A Mess' and 'Keepsakes From The Mess'. I know I have a lot of unfinished stories and for that I do apologize (I'm racking in some major jerk points). But hopefully you like my new story. Based on the kids when they're grown up.

The Family Business

Chapter 1

Family Reunion
The sun was setting on a beautiful San Franciscan night. All the colors in the sky which were blurred and swirled between the clouds, tried to hide the fact that the stars were coming out. The sun reached out across the water, and threw itself against the brick wall lay out in a high-rise apartment building.

The dying sunlight poured through her window as if to plead for help. All she did was complain about it while she finished packing up her shoulder bag. Mumbling some incoherent words and closed the zippers, she tossed the bag around her shoulders and got ready for a couple hours of flying.

Having a backpack would have been so much easier, but her mother had blessed her with wings, so backpacks were pretty impossible for her.

She adjusted the Discman in the bag and brought the headphone up over her head, to over her ears and rest a top her vibrantly orange curled hair.

She sighed and took one last look at her apartment, which had been her home and shelter for the past four years. She had attended Stanford University in California, hours away from any immediate family.

Sadly she had graduated and her time was up. She was heading home, where all of her possessions already were, for the summer in hopes of finding a job. But she really wanted to catch up with her family.

She's actually already been there, but she had to make sure her lease was up and everything was honky dory with the building. Uncle Bruce insisted on her making sure things were wrapped up herself. She didn't mind, after all he did pay for her four years of university and her apartment. He insisted on doing this for all the kiddies, she had no idea why. Maybe sort of a payback for being a big jerk most of the time.

She looked around the room; the wooden floors were gleaming from the light that was slowly diminishing though the window. The white walls were turning gray. She turned her back out the door and started on her way home.

( '.')

"Hey dad?" Johnny asked excited, "Can I go out and play basketball?"

"You only have half an hour, Ira will be home soon and as soon as she gets here we're leaving for Uncle Bruce's," John answered his head poking up from above the Detroit Newspaper, "You know it's the family reunion."

"But I have half an hour right?" his son verified, "I mean I should have more then that, Wren isn't even here yet."

"Just go, and come inside when you see Ira to change," he chuckled.

It was going to be nice for John Stewart to have his family under one roof once again. It'd be the first time in four years; he smiled and returned to the sports section of the newspaper.

"John," Shayera asked as she ran down the stairs in their rural upper classed house, "Is Wren here yet?" she asked adjusting an earring.

"No, neither is Ira."

"Well where's Johnny?" She asked looking around the room.

"I said he could go outside and shoot some hoops for awhile until Ira came," He answered without looking up from his newspaper, he flipped the page.

"You know," Shay began as she sat on the couch beside him, "it wouldn't kill you to go outside and play basketball with him."

"Yeah," he said flipping the page again, "I might have a heart attack."

"Well, maybe if you were a little more active," She said slapping him softly in the gut, "You know you have put on a few pounds"

"Yeah, well, things change after a few years," he said folding the paper and placing it on the table in front of the couch, "I mean, kids come, marriages happen, people gain weight and have to retire from crime fighting to finally lead a normal life."

Shay nodded and put her head on his shoulder. Just last month, most of the original Justice League retired. Except for Wally who was still young enough to keep fighting, and J'onn who didn't age. That could have been said for Diana to, if she didn't get into that little tiff with her mom a few years back. Now the once immortal Amazon was a very mortal housewife.

"Besides," he said kissing her on the temple, "You've gained some weight to."

"I have not!" she yelled. Then promptly looked down to check her still firm stomach, "See, and I've popped out three kids."

Outside a winged, almost redhead landed in the driveway behind Johnny and adjusted her sheer top.

He turned around running towards her, "Wren you're back," he cried as he dropped the basketball and embraced his sister in a two handed hug.

"Hey Dippy," She smiled bringing her darkly colored lips into a big smile, "Look at you," she held him back at arm's length, "You're pretty buffed up, been using dad's weights, huh?"

"Yeah, and I've been practicing my basketball, to take you and Ira on when you get home. You got time for a quick game of horse?" He asked picking up the ball and spinning it on his index finger.

"Always for you Dippy," She said snatching the ball from her kid brother and spinning it on her thumb.

( '.')

Wren stood from her place by the top of the key and imitated the throw Johnny had made. It hit the backboard and fell to the ground.

"See told you I'd been practicing," he smiled about his victory.

"Yeah," Wren said picking up the ball and handing it to her brother and rubbing his hair, "You try making that shot in a shirt."

"That," he began, "Is a luxury I will never no." with that they started on the inside.

"Hey Mom, Dad! Wren's here," he yelled kicking off his shoes and running to go change.

"Wren?" Shay asked poking her head around the corner.

"MOM!" she cried as she ran up to her mom and hugged her. The last time she'd seen her was Christmas.

"Look it how big you've gotten!" Shayera was ecstatic to see her daughter again, "That haircut and those glasses," she back up holding her daughter at arms length, "You look beautiful!" She cried.

"Thanks mom," she smiled.

"Wait until your father sees you, JOHN GET DOWN HERE!" she yelled up the stairs.

"I'M IN THE BATHROOM!" he yelled back.

"WREN'S HERE!" she yelled back.

"BE RIGHT DOWN!"

Five minutes later John came down the stairs in a dress shirt and pants, "Where's my little mortician?" he asked looking around the room.

"Hi Daddy," She smiled, and hugged him.

"Look at that haircut and those glasses, some guy romancing you?" he asked.

"Dad," she sighed.

"Because if he is I'll kick his ass as a warning that no one hurts my Little Bird."

"I know dad, I'm not allowed to have boyfriends until I'm twenty."

"Hey," he cried, "We agreed thirty."

"And we," Shayera explained getting up from her chair, "agreed you wouldn't meddle in Wren's love life."

"You Guys," Wren moaned as she tucked a short choppy strand of dark red hair behind her ear.

"Aww am I too late to join the family squabbles on why me and Wren don't have husbands yet?" Ira asked as she dropped her bag to the floor and took of her earphones.

"Ira!" Wren cried.

"Ira!" John and Shay cried.

"Ira?" Johnny cried

"Look it my big Stanford University graduate," Shay cried as she hugged her oldest daughter.

"Look at you," John hugged his daughter after Shay finally let her go, "With you're mother's orange hair, and unique fashion sense. Some boy's not romancing you up is he?"

"No dad," she sighed.

"Because if he is..."

"I know you, his ass, warning," she mumbled, and turned her attention to her little sister, "Look at you, you little heart breaker."

"Oh yeah," Wren said sarcastically.

"Ira, that you?" Johnny asked from the stairs.

"DIPPY!" She cried and hugged him as he ran down the stairs, 'Wow look at you, building up those muscles like dad eh?"

"Why do you call him Dippy?" Shay asked as she grabbed the coats when Ira went to change.

"Because he's a diphole," Wren stated.

"Who's a diphole?" Ira asked taking her coat from her mom.

"Me," Johnny replied stuffing on his sneakers.

"Oh, yeah you are."

"Girls," John lectured, "Name calling isn't nice."

"But dad he is," Wren replied.

"Yeah he really is," Ira replied.

"I am," Johnny agreed.

"It's true John," Shay agreed.

John sighed, "Okay ladies," he opened the door for them, "Go on Dippy."

There is the first chapter to my new story, I'd love to here what you think, and if you guys like it, I'll put up the next couple of chapters, (yeah I've been writing like a beast, but I didn't think to put it up because my other stories weren't finished). So please review if you have the time and liked the story