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Move On

John

If there is love, all you can do is to love back with your whole heart…and a mind free from the past.

John Stewart sat by himself in the café of the Watchtower, looking out the large windows that displayed the black universe of dotted stars. It was real late, around twelve forty-five, and no one was around. His green eyes just gazed out, drowning in his own thoughts.

But John didn't know what to think.

With all the time he sat staring at the window, all he was thinking about was absolutely nothing.

John sighed, lowering his eyes to his cup of coffee that he held in his hands.

John thought he knew exactly what he wanted but that always changed when he saw Shayera, or thought about her, or even heard her name. She was always in his system and he didn't know what to do about it.

But the day before when he saw her leaving…

She told him good-bye.

And John believed her.

John smiled as he heard someone whisper in his ear, "Hey cutie."

John turned to see Mari smiling down at him with her big brown eyes. "Hey."

Mari wrapped her arms around John, and placed her cheek against John's head. "You okay?"

John grinned, "Yeah. I'm okay."

Mari kissed John but then pulled back, blinkingly.

John looked at Mari questioningly, "What?"

Mari looked away, letting her arms fall.

John blinked. "What?"

"You saw her today, didn't you?"

John opened his mouth to deny but it was no use. Why did he have to lie when it was the truth?

Mari shook her head and turned to walk away when John spoke up. "Why do you stay with me when you know the answers? Why do you do this to yourself?" John asked quietly.

Mari walked back to John, kissed his on the cheek and then walked away as she spoke. "The question is why do you do this to yourself."

John stood up and turned, ready with a nasty comeback but stopped. There stood the sassy, strong, vibrant Mari crying a storm of tears.

"I fight a woman with wings of an angel, a soul of bird, and a heart that you believe belongs to you…" Mari took hold of her elbow in one hand with her head bowed and her tears falling down on the ground.

Mari looked up to brown-eyes that she had come to love. "I fight a woman who is perfect." Mari whispered, "How can I beat a woman that is perfect?"

Before John could answer, Mari turned away and ran off.

"Mari!" He shouted after her.

John reached out but stopped.

What was the use?

John growled at himself. He didn't deserve a woman like Mari nor did he deserve Shayera. Not with all the trouble he caused with them both.

John walked back to his table and sat down. He wished he never had a heart so weak.

J'honn once told him that he could always erase John's "problems."

John chuckled, it was very tempting.

Shayera had been like a breath of fresh air for John. She was unlike any woman on earth but then-

Mari was somewhat the same.

John never realized the likeness of them both.

They both thrived off the thrill of life, with the mischief yet with womanly charm and the fact that they were strong and independent.

But they had their differences.

Shayera was a bit like John, where they barely showed enough emotion. Then there was Mari with her cool demeanor but upbeat, and funky woman who showed her passion.

Shayera was like a fire whereas Mari was like the cool slide of ice.

John liked them both, their qualities seemed to fit but…which one fit him?

He looked up to the terrace to see Mari walking across it.

Then it hit him.

He let himself fall for two women.

"Damn it…" John growled, taking a swig of his coffee.

He didn't want to let Shayera go but then did he want to leave Mari.

"Goodbye, John…" Shayera's voice echoed throughout his mind, leaving John right back at the beginning.

Goodbye, John.

John's mind raced back to flashes of moments between him and Shayera. Kisses between missions. Laughter after brawls. The heat within cool bed sheets.

John stood up and walked towards the elevators, leaving his coffee on the table. He stepped into the elevator, pressed a level. After a few seconds, John found himself on the terrace, walking around just as he came upon Mari circled around by a few of the Leaguers.

"Mari."

Mari looked up, a little annoyed. She was back to her suave, sophisticated self.

"Is there something you want?" She said, coolly.

John paused, which just aggravated Mari even more. Some of the Leaguers around them seem to become very interested while others tried not to be nosy (didn't look but listened very intensely).

John brought Mari into his arms, surprising her, and bringing her close to him.

"John-" But Mari was stopped when John brought his lips to hers.

John hadn't thought of those around him and Mari was offering herself to him. A beautiful woman who was there and not somewhere else. She still wanted to feel and to be with and to stay with a man who didn't seem to see her. Mari just wanted to be loved…John was looking for the same thing.

Some of the Leaguers whistled, some of them blushed from embarrassment while others smiled on.

Mari pulled away, John smiling down at her. "I think I can go with the flow."

Mari blinked and slowly started to smiled. "If it doesn't last, you'll still have the memories." Mari laughed, "I am somewhat fun to be around, you know."

John smiled. "Tonight can be sort of a…" He paused and then went on with a grin. "First date kind of thing."

"First date kind of thing, huh?" Mari shrugged a little. "I like that."

Then Mari and John laughed as they held each other for however long they could. But who knows? Maybe something would happen along the way.

If there is love, all you can do is to love back with your whole heart… and a mind free from the past.

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