"Flash has got a girlfriend." We teased sing-song. Flash threw Kara and I a murderous glance over his shoulder, as he lead the other speedster away.

"So, Kara dear, when are the three of you going?" I asked curiously, ignoring the murderous glance Clark flashed me as I put my arm around her shoulders.

"Tonight, we should be back by noon, day after tomorrow." She replied, wrapping an arm around my waist. She stuck out her tongue at Clark. "There's only one problem." She said. "We need a ship."

"Ask Lantern for a Javelin." I suggested.

"Shayera did, but no luck." She replied. "They're all booked."

"Batsy's got access to Wayne's spacecraft, try him." I suggested. Again she shook her head.

"None of the completed craft have the range to get where we want to go." She smiled up at me. "But you've got space craft."

"And you want to borrow one." I finished her thought. She nodded. "Alright, I can arrange that."

"I just knew you would." She grinned and gave me a kiss on the cheek. "Have it waiting about six, I'll let you pick it out." She turned and bolted away.

"Great, now I've got to do that." I muttered, and turned away.

---

"These guys, just don't know when to give up." Hawkgirl grunted, slamming her sparking mace into the huge lava hound. The creature fell back, not wounded, but stung. They were literally living lava, so it was exceedingly hard to get rid of them. Even with water, since the others would surround it, and heat it back up, turning it back into lava. Wonderwoman nodded, discarding the now flaming tree she'd grabbed.

"Sort of like you?" Diana jibed. Hawkgirl laughed. "Lantern, hurry up!" She yelled.

"This is not as easy as it looks!" He yelled back. He was scooping water up with a huge glowing bucket. The bucket lifted out of the water, and he swung it ponderously around. "Where's Flash when you really need him?" Lantern grunted.

"With his girlfriend." Supergirl grunted, striking through the middle of one of the pack. Lantern made a final effort and swung the bucket over the pack of hounds, before he lost his control, and the bucket dissolved, throughly soaking, not only the hounds, but all three women, and himself.

"His what?" Hawkgirl asked, a few minutes later, after smashing the last of the hounds, and sprinkling it with a powder Blood had given her. It would keep them from reviving.

"Flash, has found a female speed demon." Supergirl grinned. "She, and her brother, also a speedster, came up with him over night. As well as her uncle, who doesn't want to let the rest of us know his power."

"How did that happen?" Lantern asked.

"Apparently, he met them when he caught her brother blowing through a gas truck. It was parked for the night, but Flash ran them down and stopped her brother. He wasn't really evil, but he can't control his speed. She can, but she's not as fast as Flash."

"I mean how did they get those powers?" Lantern clarified.

"Oh, the Russians were interested in Flash's abilities, and tried to duplicate them. Turns out only women can handle the formula. Or could, apparently their father was the only one that knew the formula, and he was killed in an accident during the testing. They sought out Flash, because he's faster than both of them, and the only one that could catch him. He's unconscious, and Flash is sleeping right now. J'onn is looking for a way to counter act the formula." Supergirl finished.

"I'm amazed." Hawkgirl said simply.

"Me too. Does she talk as fast as he does?" Diana asked.

"Don't know." Supergirl shook her head. "She speaks mostly Russian, and I'm not so good at it. Even with Adam's memories. Flash seems to though."

"Flash speed reads. He probably read a Russian-English dictionary." Hawkgirl muttered. Lantern snorted.

"Wouldn't surprise me." He laughed. "Anything for a date."

"Lantern." J'onn's voice flickered over the radio. "You are needed on the tower."

"Right, beam me up." Lantern grunted. Light flashed, drawing all four of them up.

---

"Batman! Duck!" Superman fired a blast of heat vision over Batman's head, and the robot exploded. Batman said nothing, but whipped out a trio of batarangs, knocking the guns out of the hands of the thugs supporting the robots. He blocked a flying punch, and whirled around with a kick to the chest. The thug flipped in the air, and slammed into another one, at the same instant Batman did the third. He blocked a punch, and whirled around, kicking the man in the chin. He stutter-stepped back and Batman followed up with another kick, this time to the chest, knocking the thug into the last standing one of his friends.

"Thanks." Batman grunted as the last one fell.

"So, you really proposed?" Superman asked, bending a bar around the three.

"Yes." Bruce responded.

"And she said yes." Clark asked. The top slid open as they approached the Batmobile.

"Yes." He responded. Clark flashed him a nasty glance, but continued.

"And you want me to what?" He asked.

"Be my best man." Batman grunted as he dropped into the seat.

"Of course." Clark nodded. "You will for me?"

"Of course... What?" Bruce stared stunned.

"When I finally propose, you'll be my best man?" He asked.

"How long has this been rumbling around in that over-size brain of yours?" Batman asked. He knew Clark had told Lois, but didn't think he'd be considering this.

"Since I met her." Clark grinned. "But only seriously for a few weeks now. So you will?"

"Yes." Bruce nodded.

"Thank you. Who is Diana using for a maid of honor?" Clark asked.

"That's part of the problem. She's torn between Hawkgirl, and Supergirl." Bruce grunted.

"Sounds nasty." Clark laughed.

"It is." Replied the Batman.

---

"Somedays, being telepathic, isn't all it's cracked up to be." J'onn muttered, in an uncharacteristic use of language. He rubbed his forehead. Booster Gold, standing beside him, was complaining mentally again, though this time about his girlfriend. J'onn found himself, inches away from sending the man back to the future, in small, individually marked boxes, inside a larger one, marked in large, red letters: Some assembly required.

"Booster, call on line three-seventeen, it's that cute doctor again." Adam yelled from below. As Booster flew down to take the call, J'onn threw Adam a look of thanks. Adam just grinned back, and slammed the console he was standing behind with his fist. Sparks flew, and Adam growled.

"Trouble?" J'onn asked, as he floated down to join the mage.

"Yes." Adam responded. "This bloody," He hit it again. "Stupid, hunk of garbage," He kicked it. J'onn winced, knowing Adam always wore steel-toed boots. "Won't let me dial," He kicked it again. "out." He finished.

"That isn't a valid number." J'onn pointed out calmly.

"Yes, it is, it's for the UCS TDI." Adam responded.

"The what?" He asked.

"Ule corp system works trans-dimensional interface." Adam replied, kicking the console again. There was a beep, and the screen changed. A floating, spinning red logo, consisting of an S, inside a C, inside a U. "There it goes. Command interface, Code Arvaria."

"One moment." The computer replied. J'onn watched in fascination as the computer changed screens, several times, in rapid succession. "Ships available, Adamantium, Orcane, and Tervatre."

"Tervatre." Adam responded. A picture appeared. "Orcane." A second photo appeared. "Move Orcane to earth station, one-seven- four-lr f-five-seven-six." He muttered. The screen went blank.

"What was that about?" J'onn asked.

"Something the girls asked for." Adam replied, rather cryptically.