DON'T OWN JL

" Hiya Miss. Peterson!" Kid Flash greeted as he and John entered the small diner. The young waitress turned, her brown eyes lingering over John,

" Hey there, sweetheart. Who's your friend?" Kid Flash laughed at her actions,

" This is John." She smiled at the pair and led the way to a booth by the window. She handed John a menu and watched as he flipped through it.

" Ya want your usual, sweetie?" A nod, " How about you, handsome?" John grimaced,

" Uhhh…bacon cheeseburger meal and a coffee." She winked and took the menu back to the kitchen. Kid Flash giggled,

" I think she likes you."

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J'onn sighed into the monitor. The conversation with Nightwing was not going well,

" Damn it, J'onn! I want to know why I wasn't told until now! Maybe I would have wanted to go."

" I understand that he is you're friend and that you're worried. We all are. But Bruce felt—"

" Bruce! Don't tell me that he decided that I couldn't go."

" Why don't you come up and take watch for a while?" Nightwing looked taken aback but grinned,

" Ok. I've got some stuff to finish up here. I'll be up in an hour."

" Alright then."

" Nightwing out." The screen clicked off and J'onn stepped away from it. He hadn't meant to tell Nightwing so much, but when the younger man had called asking if Wally wanted to hang out, he had to give him a reason why he couldn't.

He paused for a moment, contemplating on calling Jay Garrick and informing him of the situation but thought better of it. The last thing he needed was a hyper senior citizen.

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John watched Kid Flash devour his food in shock. He was thankful that Wally had learned a little more self-control over the years. But then again, Kid Flash was still growing and, John guessed, he needed twice as much food as a normal older Flash.

" So…uhhh…how old are you?" John mental berated himself, ' That was lame, Stewart. Fearless Marine and Green Lantern and I can't even talk to a kid.'

Kid Flash raised an eyebrow and swallowed the bit of burger he had been chewing on,

" Thirteen." He took a sip of his chocolate shake, " So how old are you?" Whatever question John had been expecting that was not it.

" Well, I am…uhhh…about 37." Kid Flash's eyes went wide,

" Whoa…you're old." John laughed,

" I suppose I am, compared to you." The waitress came swishing over again, batting her eyes at John,

" Anybody up for some dessert?" Kid Flash surprisingly shook his head, as did John,

" We hafta get back." John nodded in agreement and the woman looked slightly off put,

" Oh. All right then, I'll put the bill on your tab then, sweetie. See ya later, handsome."

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Flash watched the clock on his wall with narrowed eyes. Diana glanced at him,

" Something wrong?" She questioned. Flash growled,

" He knows to be back before five." As if on cue, both John and Kid Flash walked into the room. John laughing at something Kid Flash had just said. The older Flash cleared his throat and the punch line died in the child's throat.

" Uhhh…sorry we're late." Flash shook his head, not realizing that Superman could hear his sigh of relief.

" Kid, you have to be home in less then an hour. And I still have business with these guys."

" I can go by myself." Flash grimaced slightly.

" I don't know…" Shayera gazed at John,

" We could take him." Both Flashes head's turned. The elder Flash stared at the two. If they already knew Kid Flash's secret identity, taking him home wouldn't be an issue. At least he would supervision.

" Go ahead." Superman took up where he left off,

" Come back as soon as you do. We still have some things to work out." Kid Flash, Shayera, and John all nodded before walking out.

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ALL RIGHT PEOPLE. WE GOTTA HAVE A VILLIAN SHOW UP AND I'M NOT SURE WHO TO PICK.

SO IF ANYBODY HAS SOME SUGGESTIONS…DA ONLY THING IS IT CAN'T BE DARKSIED OR A NEWER VILLIAN.

IT HAS TO BE SOMEONE WHO EXISTED ABOUT 10 YRS AGO.