I was standing below the transporter, when Huntress was drawn back to the watch tower. Technically I was supposed to be meditating, but that's hard to do when Fate is chanting in your ear. Normally the hum of the machinery near the transporter is soothing enough to let me slip away into myself. And I was well on my way to it, when she arrived. The fight pulled me back to reality, as if I'd been hit with a bucket of water. I heard everything, including Huntress stalking away. J'onn bent and lifted her ID from the floor, with a slight, but audible sigh. The human techs were all afraid of him, but as I've proven before he doesn't usually scare me. Anyway, that fear kept them from looking up, but not me. I watched him rise from the floor, and return to his station. I felt rather bad for him, I have to admit. The feeling was ruined when my watch signalled my break from rat-hunting was over. I'd meditated for exactly ten seconds.

Several hours later...

I don't like hospitals. I'll say that right here. When my arm is being reattached, I'm even less inclined to enjoy them. I also hate rats. Particularly the large mutant power immune space variety. "Ouch I said." I snapped at the nurse, who was applying a cast to the arm.

"I'm sorry, I'm nervous." She answered. I sighed. "I've heard... things." I couldn't tell whether they were things about me, or what but I smiled reassuringly. At least I hoped it was reassuring, for all that I've seen and done, I still get that one confused with my dangerous smile. It must have been the right one, because she relaxed visibly.

"What kind of things have you heard?" I asked. She shrugged.

"That Supergirl gets jealous. And that you're a natural born charmer." She answered with a soft smile. I smiled back.

"Yes well, I've been trying to restrict my efforts of charm for dire emergencies, and my wife. She tends to go off on me when I look at pretty girls too much." I looked away as I said that, and the nurse giggled. As I looked past the door, Green Arrow walked in, limping slightly. He saw me at the same moment I saw him, and we spoke as one.

"What the hell happened to you?" Came the question. I waited for him to answer, but he waved for me to go first.

"I killed a giant mutant space rat, and it fell on my arm. Nasty break. I'll be working one handed for a week or so, you?" I explained. See I'd fired a single shot from my gun. I'd grabbed one before coming up, and it pierced the rat's skull, but it didn't counteract the motion of the massive creature, and I couldn't get clear.

"You ever been hit by Question?" I shook my head. I tried to steer clear of the man. He creeped me out. "I don't recommend it. I'm not sure, but I think he fractured my hip. That's why I'm here. When you get a minute." He waved at the nurse.

"I'm done, this just has to harden. Think you can manage not to break anything else, so I don't get on the wrong side of that wife of yours?" She asked me with a grin.

"Afraid she'll think we're having a torrid affair?" I asked, teasing.

"Something like that." Arrow made puking noises.

"You're what?" J'onn looked at me as if he was ready to kill me. I'd finally found out how to get back at him for the rats.

"That's right, I'm considering sponsoring Huntress for readmission to the league." I repeated myself. J'onn appeared to be considering strangling me. "After all, what she did is little different than what I've done, and you've never tried to kick me out of the league." I pointed out.

"You have yet to try and kill anyone. And you've only once disobeyed a direct order. You never did explain that." He poked me in the chest. It felt liked I'd been punched.

"I had a hunch." J'onn said nothing, waiting for clarification. "That there was going to be an attack on the tower. That's why I was awake. Kara was keeping an eye on me, so that I did not get lost in my trance. I saw the incident unfold."

"And you didn't tell me this why?" The Martian asked.

"Because I was given orders not to, by a higher power." I replied. "Lord Triaxx gave strict instructions, that I was not to alert anyone. The theft, and subsequent destruction of the Annhilator armor HAD to take place. If I'd become involved, I could have stopped them from using it, but by the same token, it could never have been destroyed. I was told in rather specific terms to quote: 'Keep your big fat nose out of it. And don't let that green snot ball bully you into it. Either of the three of them.' End Quote." I shrugged. "I don't disobey his instructions, and his take priority over yours."

"And you could not tell me earlier?" He answered. "Or even apologize?"

"The former was incumbant in the instructions. The latter is a point of pride." I pulled up my head. He stared at me for a second, and half smiled.

"Fine. Now, about Huntress. If you want to sponsor her, fine, but know this. As her sponsor, it is your job to keep her under control." He turned away. "Batman failed you know."

"I've got a distinct advantage over Batman." I replied, also turning.

"Such as?" J'onn asked.

"Question. He's keeping her busy, and not just business wise." I replied, and disappeared in a puff of smoke. It LOOKED, like I'd teleported out. J'onn's reactions were pretty well worth the expenditure of energy. My quasi-cryptic reply would have triggered a single bell in any other mind, and I knew it had in J'onn's, but he always analyzed anything I said from all angles.