A/N: So as to why I haven't been updating either Lost or Alien v2...I had applied to a rather big promotion at my job...which I ended up not getting in the end. To make a long story short...I had anxiety over the interviews and then the wait on hearing back lol. So I really couldn't focus on writing.

Anyways I now might be getting a different promotion and still moving from NJ to FL, just to Miami instead of Orlando potentially. So not sure how fast updates will be coming out in the near future. Hoping to get this story wrapped up at the very least before then.

John couldn't understand it. It didn't matter if they were alien or human, women could just not get ready on time. It would only take him a total of ten minutes yet Shayera had so far taken two hours and was still not ready.

"Shay, are you at least almost ready?" John asked as he sat down on the bed with a sigh. "Because you said you were almost done and that was a half an hour ago."

"Would you just shut up and stop being so impatient?" She shouted her frustrated reply from the bathroom. "I'm dressed and my hair is almost done. I told you that once my hair's done then I'm ready."

John raised an eyebrow as he tried to conjure up a mental image of Shayera doing her hair. John couldn't even imagine that she knew how to do anything with her hair other than put it up in a ponytail. He did have to remind himself that Shayera did manage to do her hair to some extent when she had gone on that date with Carter. Though there was a possibility that she had help as Dinah had loaned her that dress and she could have possibly helped the Thanagarian fix her hair up.

"Do you know how to even do your hair or is that why you're taking so long?" He teasingly asked her. "You don't know what you're doing in there, do you?"

"Back off!" She snapped. "I know what I'm doing. You'll see."

He rolled his eyes as he murmured, "Yeah we'll see."

"I promise I'll be done in a few minutes. Anyway you're not completely ready either, are you? Oh and let me inspect you when you're done. I don't want you looking stupid."

"Inspect me? More like criticizing yourself. You're the one who told me what to wear after all," John couldn't truthfully complain though. Shayera had picked out a rather decent outfit for him. He finished buttoning his black, collared shirt as he studied himself in the mirror. The gray suit wasn't that bad-looking. Not too casual, not too formal. Just right. Then he reached for his tie but Shayera walked into the room and beat him to it.

"Don't even bother putting that thing on. It makes the outfit way too formal looking. Anyway, you always looked better without a tie," she said with a smirk as she looked him up and down. He just stared at her in awe. Having John look so flustered, she had to admit, was a little thrilling and self gratifying. "What I don't get a Judas Priest remark like last time I wore a dress? Maybe stunned to silence is a better reaction though. At least I must look better than last time."

He definitely underestimated her at times. Even if she hated dressing up, she knew how to do it and John often forgot this detail. The spaghetti strap, yellow sundress she was wearing was just like his outfit, not too formal but not too casual. She had even put her hair up in a loose bun, something John didn't know she knew how to do.

He cleared his throat, "You look absolutely amazing."

"I might be a warrior but I know how to play dress up and do my hair. A few things I've learned while on Earth. Plus Dinah may have given me some pointers on how to put my hair up and Mari might have gotten me this dress," she replied as she looked him up and down again. "You don't look too bad yourself John. Anyway, I'm mostly ready now. I just need to find jewelry and shoes."

While she was telling him all this, John had finished getting ready and was leaning over her shoulder and showing her his watch. She waved him off as he sighed and rolled his eyes.

"I think I'll go and make a cup of coffee for myself. Seeing as we'll be awhile yet obviously," John left the room.

Shayera lightly chuckled to herself as she stretched her arms over her head before moving over to her dresser. She glanced at the necklace laying on it before gingerly picking it up. It was a simple, silver heart locket that had the word love engraved on the front. The words 'A simple I love you means more than anything' were engraved on the back. Shayera was never one for wearing jewelry but she loved that necklace. John had got it for her before the Thanagarian Invasion had occurred. Thankfully it had stayed safe in her old penthouse in Midway City until she was able to retrieve it a few years following the Invasion. Finally she was almost completely ready. Her last objective was to find a pair of shoes that she could walk in and not kill herself.

John sipped his coffee and glanced over at the time once again. He began to pace from one end of the living room to the other. He could feel himself losing the last of his patience. Letting out a frustrated sigh, John set his coffee cup on the coffee table headed towards the bedroom.

"Shay are you ready yet?" He immediately asked as he entered.

Shayera rolled her eyes as she sat on the end of the bed, having just finished putting her shoes on, "Yeah I had to look for shoes, okay? You wouldn't believe how hard it was to find something that didn't have a heel and wasn't a sneaker. I think humans call them flats. All I know is that I won't break my neck wearing them. Are we really that late?"

"No, not really, I just saying that because I wanted you to hurry up," John stated with a light smirk.

Shayera shook her head and chuckled, "You can be such an ass sometimes."

John leaned over and kissed her cheek, "Made you get ready fast though so it worked." He then felt Shayera grab him by the shoulders and he let out an involuntarily grunt as his back hit the bed. The Green Lantern then felt Shayera's body weight laying on top of him. He let out a short laugh, "I don't think we have time for this kind of distraction."

Shayera slyly smirked as she dropped her mouth right next to his ear as she whispered to him, "I like distractions."

He returned the smirk, "I do to but now's not the time."

"Says you," she once again whispered before pulling him into a kiss.

John didn't resist the kiss in the least as he felt Shayera's hands run down his arms. He then began to snake his own hand up Shayera's back as he wrapped his free arm around her waist. When he got near her neck the Thanagarian immediately broke the kiss and grabbed his hand.

"Don't touch the hair," she lightly warned him. "It took me forever to get it up. I don't know if I can fix it if you mess it up."

"Maybe that's a sign we should be going," he stated with a grin. "Cause I can't promise I won't be able to keep my hands off of you."

Shayera snickered in response, "You're bad."

"You should know."

"I'm getting a sense of déjà vu here," Shayera then paused as she sat up and got off of him. "You know we never did get that date."

"What date?" John asked as he sat up.

"We were supposed to get Chinese takeout," she smirked. "I was supposed to get my eel heads."

"We've had plenty of dates that involved Chinese takeout since then Shay."

"Yeah but we never officially made up for that missed date," she pointed out.

"I guess that is true," John then shrugged. "Tomorrow night you, me, Chinese takeout, and a cheesy action movie?"

"That sounds like a fantastic date Lantern. I'm sold."

No one knew how Wally West had convinced Bruce Wayne to loan out his mansion for the engagement party. Whatever the Flash had pulled definitely worked. Bruce on the other hand couldn't believe that he agreed to hold the engagement party at his home and was constantly asking himself what he was thinking when he agreed to all of this. He was just glad that Wally actually wanted to host the party and that he wouldn't have to be bothered with trying to help.

The young speedster had even insisted on giving Alfred a day off, claiming that he could handle it. Though when it was time to actually make the food, Alfred had been called in despite Wally's protests. Once the food had been made, Alfred had left the manor for his day off. Despite Wally's attempt at having him stay, the butler insisted that it was a moment meant to be shared between the seven founding members alone.

For the first few hours the engagement party had gone without a hitch. Though this quickly changed when Shayera had invented her own fun. She had decided that, since she couldn't drink, she was going to have the others drink in her place. The problem with that was her Thanagarian physiology made it nearly impossible for her to get drunk from human alcoholic beverages and the others did not have that advantage. She had them drinking what she normally would and it was quite potent to a non-Thanagarian as she mixed several different, most times the strongest, liquors together. Her concoctions could give her buzz but it was so far working wonders on the others.

Currently Wally was the most plastered as he gulped down glass after glass at superspeed. Diana not too far behind him as Shayera had talked her into drinking margaritas and daiquiris. Clark was slowly but surely feeling the effects of his alcohol consumption. J'onn had politely, and quite wisely, declined the drinks while Bruce and John were beginning to feel buzzed as they had moderated what they drank. Bruce did this mainly because he did not want to look or act like a fool, which Wally currently was doing, in front of the others and John knew from experience not to gulp things down that were made by Shayera. Not unless he wanted to be passed out within an hour.

"I bet I could beat ya at arm wrestling," Wally slurred out causing Shayera to laugh. "Cuz you're a girl."

"Oh this is fantastic," she mumbled in delight. "Ok Wally I'll bite. I'll give you a chance to beat me."

"Alrighty then!" Wally nodded as he stumbled over to the chair seated at the table Bruce normally used for his chess board. Nearly falling over the chair, the speedster finally was seated, "I'm so gonna beat ya Shay. I'm the bestest ever."

"Shayera is going to beat him hands down," Clark stated to the group.

"He is too inebriated and Shayera is at least five times stronger than him," J'onn casually mentioned. "Logically speaking it is impossible for him to win, intoxicated or not."

"Now that's not fair," Diana sputtered out as she wagged a scolding finger at them. "Wally isn't that gone yet and I think he stands a chance. I drank as much as he did after all."

"We can tell," Bruce mentioned as Diana glared at him with a frown.

"I warned you guys to watch out," John stated as he shrugged. "I learned that if Shayera ever makes drinks, don't even have half of it because it'll be way too strong. That woman can hold her liquor and a lot of it."

"You're cheating!" The five other founders heard Wally complain. They looked over to see the young man desperately trying to move the Thanagarian's arm by even a millimeter. He was very unsuccessful at doing so.

Shayera chuckled at the comment without so much as faltering in strength, even for a moment, "Why, Wally, how can someone like me cheat in a game like this?"

"You're still cheating. I know you are," he growled through clenched teeth.

She was making it impossible for him to get the upper hand and unfairly too. He didn't know exactly how but he just knew she was somehow. It wasn't like Wally wanted to lose, especially to a girl at arm wrestling, but the damn Thanagarian was sure making it difficult for him to win. The physical exertion and his fast metabolism was making Wally sober up by just a bit though he was still not close to being completely sober.

Shayera remained silent as she merely inspecting the game with calculating, emerald eyes. John rolled his eyes. She was going to have fun with this before beating the younger speedster, he could tell by the look in her eyes.

"Don't think I can't tell you're cheating," Wally insisted again.

John decided to humor the speedster. "Your wrist is locked. You're using his strength to your advantage when it's suppose to be a measure of your own strength against his. It's technically not fair." Shayera rolled her eyes but in good nature. She knew John was just trying to make Wally feel better; she might as well too.

"You can use both hands if you want to Wally," she offered as he quickly clamped his other hand on top of hers.

Between them, Wally's hands were locked with her one in an outrageously unfair arm wrestling match. Shayera took her eyes off it for a moment to catch a glimpse of John's expression. An innocent smile decorated his carefully masked features, but knowing him, she could tell he was one breath away from bursting into laughter.

John moved next to her and whispered in her ear, "Go easy on the poor kid Shay."

"I'm not going to lose at this muscle game," she replied as Wally resorted to standing up and trying to pull down her arm with one hand while his other was clutched in hers.

"This is a game of muscle, Shayera, like you said. It isn't a game of skill or wit which rules out cheating," Bruce said as Wally frowned. "You obviously have more physical strength than he does which makes me wonder. Are you going easy on him?"

If just saying that to annoy the Flash wasn't enough, the light giggle from Diana and the small grin appearing upon J'onn's face was surely enough to quicken the rush of heat to Wally's face.

He cast them a halfhearted glare as he commented, "This isn't fair. I don't want anyone going easy on me."

Shayera shrugged, "Okay then Wally if you say so."

Suddenly Shayera started to exert a little force. Wally found his arms gradually being pushed down and he immediately regretted his words. This meant she hadn't even been trying since the beginning. Wally wanted to yell at one of them now but if he lost focus for even one second he would lose.

"Cheater," he muttered.

At a hair away from losing, literally, his arms was suddenly down at the other side, her side. Wally began to wonder what had happened. Then when his tense muscles began to twitch from using too much force on too little a task, he realized that she had let him win out of pity.

"You let me win," he pouted. "I might be a bit toasted right now but I can still see that."

An impenetrable smile filled her expression instantly and Shayera shook her head, "I have no idea what you're talking about Wally. I simply got fatigued. I am pregnant after all."

"I want a rematch! You che-" Wally was cut off by Clark.

"Why don't you take on someone else instead?" The Kryptonian suggested. "It'll be more fair than taking her on again."

"Alright Boy Scout," Wally stated as he smirked. "You're on. I'm so taking you down."

Shayera stood as Clark took her place across from the speedster. Clark gave Wally a small, sympathetic look.

"This is going to be good," Shayera stated as John wrapped an arm around her waist. "He can't even beat me and he thinks he can beat Superman of all people."

"So you did go easy on him?" John asked even though he knew the answer. The sound of an arm hitting the table was heard as Wally demanded another try. Obviously Clark wasn't going easy on him.

She shook her head in amusement at the spectacle, "Wally is like a little brother. He annoys you to no end but you still have to love him." She shrugged and then glanced over at John rather slyly. "So you feeling those drinks yet? Please say yes."

"A little," he admitted as he kissed the crook of her neck which made her chuckle. "I've known you long enough to know not to drink what you offer. Remember our last trip to the Third Moon of Goltos?"

"Yeah I got you so drunk that I had to call the Watchtower so that they could send someone to pick us up with one of the Javelins," she smirked as turned her head to look up at him. She then paused and after a moment her eyes widened a bit, "Holy shit John."

"What?" He asked with some concern in his tone.

"Just think about it. When we went to the Third Moon of Goltos. How long ago was that?"

"That was over two months ago at least. It definitely was around..." John's voice then trailed off. "Wait a minute that would mean."

Shayera started to laugh, "You were plastered and I was drunk. You ended up getting me pregnant after we got shitfaced. Oh this is going to be a fantastic story to tell our kid."

John let out a sigh as he pinched the bridge of his nose, "That's not even slightly amusing Shayera."

"Oh come on John we had fun on Goltos and when we got back to Earth," she smirked at him. "You know, I'm pretty sure that was the first time in a long time that I got drunk."

"That's because I learned how to tame a Thanagarian warrior," he kissed her.

She broke the kiss momentarily, "And at the same time I spiced up the life of a hard-nosed Green Lantern."