February 18

Gateway City

I hear a knocking at my door.

It's been 4 days since Conner, Jaime, Sphere, Wolf and I encountered the Appellaxian. 3 days since we explained the encounter to Nightwing.

After we told him what happened, he looked distraught. I couldn't tell if it was because of the death of the Appellaxian, or if it were the mystery of who shot it down.

Whatever the case, he ordered Jaime, Conner and I to lay low. No 'surprise-solo-missions' without prior permission from him, or a League member.

So, here I am. Sitting in my apartment with Sko's head on my lap as we watch Sherlock.

It's a quality show. Don't judge me.

I pause Netflix, and silently order Sko to stay on the couch as I answer the door.

As I stand on my toes to look through the peep-hole, I spot the friendly, familiar face of Steve Trevor.

"Just a second, Major Trevor!" I call from my side of the door.

I throw my arm to point at my door, knowing Sko will follow my meaning.

As soon as I hear the tell tale sign of Sko laying on his bed in my room, I unlock the door.

"Good afternoon," I smile as the Military man.

"Good afternoon, Adeline," Steve smiles brightly.

"What brings you around?" I ask.

"Well, I haven't seen Diana at work in a few days. I came to check up on her. Is she alright?" He asks, his blond brows furrowing in concern.

"Oh, I thought she called in?" I play off. "She found out that Grandmama was having some health issues, and she didn't have time to bring me along. She took the first flight home so she could take care of her. I'm not sure when she'll be back, and I'm afraid that phone service back home isn't all that great…"

"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that," He apologizes. "If I'm not prying, do you know what happened?"

"I might be mistaken, but I think Grandmama had a stroke, or heart attack…" I lie. "Whichever the case, Mom had to be out of California and back home before the day ended."

"I'm sorry, Adeline," Steve apologizes once again. "If she does call, would you mind giving me a heads up? I'd just like to know that everything's going to be alright."

"Not a problem," I smile. "And stop apologizing. It's not your fault."

He smiles at my attempt of light hearted-ness.

"If you need anything while you're here alone, don't be afraid to call. Alright?" He asks, preparing to step back out.

"I've got your number next to the phone," I smile.

"Take care of yourself Adeline," Steve wishes.

"I could say the same for you, Steve," I smile.

He nods, and makes his way back down the hallway, and I close my door.

Before I could even take a breath, I hear the J.L phone ringing.

I steel my nerves, and rush over to answer.

"Wonderbat," I pick up the red phone under the sink.

"Meet Miss.M on the roof in 10," Nightwing's voice orders over the phone.

"Mission?" I ask.

"Affirmative," He answers. "Batgirl, Bumblebee, you and M'gann."

"What about Cassie?" I ask, hoping to get her out in the field a bit more.

"I don't know, Add's…" Dick trails off.

"She'll need to go on a mission without your supervision sometime, Dick," I say lowly, just in case someone were next to him.

Silence fills the phone as he ponders.

"I'll keep an eye on her, Dick," I state. "Right now, She's my responsibility. If I think she's ready, then she's coming with me whether you like it or not."

"There's no chance you're gonna give on this, is there?" He exhales.

I smirk.

"Not a chance boy-wonder," I tease lightly.

"Fine… But she's either on the roof with you when M'gann gets there, or she's not going at all," He gives.

"I'm calling her right now," I state. "I'll see you later, Nightwing."

"Be safe Add's," He finalizes, hanging up.

I move to the landline, and I dial Cassie's number.

"Hey, Cassie," I answer. "You're going on a mission with me. Be here in 5."

Bioship

Atlantic Ocean

We are on our way over the Atlantic Ocean, to the other side of the world.

Cassie ended up coming a few minutes earlier than I expected her to. She's super excited to be on a mission without the total supervision of Nightwing, or Batgirl.

I mean, Batgirl is going to be here, but my point stands.

She wants to be doing her own thing, and make a difference in the mission without being criticized, whether it's for better, or for worse.

"Investigating the origin of the alien bomb that destroyed the Krolotean invasion force is still a high priority," Nightwing explains as we fly in the Bioship towards the coordinates. "We suspect the bomb may have been smuggled to Earth via Boom-Tube. Watchtower sensor scans in Bialya have recorded an uptick in Boom-Tube activity. Alpha squad, your mission is-"

"Sneak behind enemy lines, recon known boom tube hotspots, and find alien tech matching the bomb! Oh, and don't get caught, or create an international incident. Right?" Cassie interrupts, and explains enthusiastically.

"That about covers it," Nightwing agrees.

"Psimon?" M'gann asks about her male, psychic adversary.

"We have confirmation that Bialya's telepathic enforcer's still catatonic in a Quraci hospital. After his last encounter with you," Nightwing reports. "But Bialya's dictator, Queen Bee, is another story. Her ability to control the minds of men is why Alpha is an all-female squad for this mission."

"Oh really? And would you have felt the need to justify an all male squad for a given mission?" Batgirl asks, challenging Nightwing's intellect and wit.

"... There's no right answer for that, is there? … So… Nightwing out," He rushes to close the communication.

"Queen Bee isn't the only woman who can mess with a man's mind," Batgirl jokes.

We all share a laugh.

"It's not that hard to mess with Nightwing," I begin. "So long as you've known him long enough. Cassie, don't pull anything like that just yet." I reprimand playfully.

She looks at me and salutes.

"So, W.B…" Bumblebee begins. "Speaking of messing with men, how are you and S.M doin'?"

"Oh, we're doing fine," I answer with a small smile. "We spent a night in the other day. Watched some cult classic horror movies, ate some pop-corn, and called it a night."

"Oh?" She asks, raising an eyebrow. "And did he offer to 'protect you' if a monster came in?"

"Not like that," I laugh. "It's actually been nice having him around."

"You still having those nightmares?" M'gann asks.

"Sometimes," I answer truthfully. "They were going away, but they're becoming more frequent again… Han put some charms up around my room, but it doesn't keep them away. I don't have the heart to tell him that though…"

"Do you want me to help?" M'gann asks softly.

"No, it's fine," I say. "They aren't going away, but they aren't as vivid because of the charms."

"It still sound like an issue," M'gann says.

"It is, but I'm still sleeping through the night, and I still wake up rested," I explain. "If I start losing sleep, then I'll ask for help."

"As long as you're sure…" M'gann trails off.

"I am," I assure. "Thanks though."

"Approaching Bialya," Batgirl states.

The sun had long since set over the vast desert. The moon shining high in the sky, illuminating the silver dunes of the sandy plain.

We've flown around to different Boom-Tube-hot-spot locations that Nightwing sent us, but none of them were as heavily guarded as this one.

The Bioship flies around a large military compound, barely lit up enough for us to see it.

M'gann lands us behind some large dunes off in the distance, just above the compound. High enough so we could see them, but they couldn't see us.

"The other Boom Tube hotspots have all been busts,-" Batgirl announces, as she spies on the compound with her specialized Bat-binoculars.

"-But this much security must be guarding some big deal alien stuff, right?" Cassie interrupts her train of thought.

"Our job is to find out," M'gann begins. "Batgirl, take the north hangar. I'll take the south. Bee, the middle, Wonderbat, West. Wonder Girl, hold position."

"What? Wait, why can't I go in?" Cassie asks.

"'Cause You're Wonder Girl, honey. Not Stealth-er Girl," Bee answers.

"I can do this," Cassie argues.

"No one's knocking your enthusiasm, Cass. And if we were in a firefight, there's no one I'd rather have beside me," Batgirl tries to defend, and explain the situation to Cassie.

"But we're trying to avoid a fight. And we need a lookout," M'gann explains bluntly. "Use the psychic link only. The Bialyans have the tech to intercept our radios. Anything goes wrong, we scatter and meet at the rendezvous point. Clear?"

"Clear," We all nod.

"Clear," Cassie sighs out loud. I give her a pointed look. She gasps, realizing that she didn't say that in the link. "I mean, clear…"

'Okay, so maybe this isn't what she had in mind when I said I have a mission for her,' I admit to myself as I hit my stealth belt, and fly around to the west side of the Compound. 'But at least she gets to do this on her own!'

I enter through the vents in the warehouse, just like Batgirl did, but from there on, I can't tell what similarities we go through.

I drop down onto the slightly sandy concrete, and quickly duck behind a few large crates.

The warehouse is all lit up. I can hear the buzz of the lights even from down on the ground.

'This place is filled to the brim with explosives, and crates… but why? Who are they going after?' I ask myself as I begin to fly up, and on the tops of some crates.

I hear voices begin to echo off of the thin walls of the building. Nothing I can understand, but I know the sound of panicked voices all too well.

I duck even further behind the crates, hoping to shimmy myself in between the two next to me, but behind a larger one so they couldn't see me.

Suddenly, all of the lights go out, and alarms begin to sound. Red flashing lights begin to illuminate the warehouse as every window, and vent closes with shutters.

'This isn't good… M'gann! Do you copy?' I receive no answer. 'M'gann do you copy?!'

Silence.

'Psychic link is shut down,' I deduct. 'Either someone took down M'gann, or she thought it unwise to continue communication. But why? What could interfere with our link? Another telepath? But I thought Queen Bee could only control the minds of men? And a few women? And Nightwing said that Psimon is still comatose.'

I hear voices approaching my spot.

Voices speaking English.

"No way Blondie's in here," A harsh voice states. "She flew off after we locked it down."

"No way she was alone," A female voice contradicts. "She's not that smart."

'CASSIE! YOU HAD ONE JOB,' I mentally face palm.

"True enough, but who would be in here? The lights were on. That's suicide for any hero, unless they want to get caught," The harsh voice responds again.

"Then suicide it shall be," I could practically hear the female smirk as I hear something knock over.

"Not here," CRASH "Not here," CRASH "Not here either…"

'She's knocking over the crates… And I'm gonna be next! Okay, think Addie… fight or flight… which one, depends on the two looking for me…' I make a risky decision, and I peek around the wooden crates.

'Orange hair, shaved on the side, tattoo, punk style= Shimmer,' I deduct. 'Looks like an Icicle, and is probably an icicle. Icicle Jr. Can I take 'em? Probably. Should I? Probably not…. What do I do?'

"Wait!" Icicle Jr. shouts at Shimmer. "You really think Queen Bee will appreciate broken cargo?!"

"Do you have another plan?" She asks him angrily.

"Even if the Blondie wasn't alone, they won't find anything up here," Icicle Jr. states. "A few explosives, but nothing important"

'Something more important than explosives to be dropped on a neighboring country?' I wonder sarcastically.

"We should get down below," Jr. says. "We'll be of more use down there."

'Down where?' I wonder again.

"Then move," Shimmer growls, pushing past him.

'To follow or not to follow…' I watch as they leave. 'I would be jeopardizing the mission… but I'd be doing it for a good reason… and I'd be getting Nightwing better information on what's really going on here."

As I make up my mind, I silently hop out of my spot, and follow behind the two.

They exit the warehouse, me following in their shadows, and they lead me to a small shed above the ground.

They punched in a 4 digit code each, and entered through the automatic sliding door.

As Shimmer closes the door, I move in.

I couldn't catch it before it closed, but Jason taught me something before he… you know…

I use my cuffs to reflect the moonlight onto the keypad, and I look for the numbers the most used and dented in.

Numbers 2, 3, 8, and 9.

Now, there could be over a hundred combinations, but let's narrow this down, the one the most dented in is the last one. That would be 3. The least dented is the first one. That's 8. So now, we narrow it down to the two combinations, so if it's not one, it's the other.

I punch in the numbers 3298, and the keypad makes an alarm sound.

So not that one.

3928

The keypad gives me a low green light, and the door pops open.

'Even when you're gone, you're still saving me, Jay,' I pray up to him.

As I enter silently through the door, I take in my surroundings.

Rock walls surround me. All sharp and jagged, as though whoever was excavating it was looking for something, and in a hurry.

The staircase led me down into a cave covered in hieroglyphs, almost Egyptian looking. But what might have stood out the most was how many large computer screens, and military officers were set up down here.

'Something was definitely down here… and Queen Bee definitely wanted it, but what is it? Either they found it and they can't remove it, or they are still looking, but needed to do it covertly,' I deduct.

As the lights grow brighter, I decide that I would stand out against the tan walls in my all black uniform. I hit my belt, and my red and blue uniform grace my figure once more.

'M'gann do you copy?' I try again. 'If you cannot answer, I found an underground location covered to the brim in hieroglyphs, and computers. Surrounded by military men. I could use some back-up, or extraction. Wonderbat out.'

No answer. Guess I'm on my own.

As I delve deeper into the cavern, I spot a weird looking elevator, leading down to a runway. A cargo plane almost ready for take off.

Out of the corner of my eye, I spot Batgirl jumping down off of a cliff-side opposite of me, hopping down off of crates and landing safely on the ground.

She moves silently over to the Cargo plane, probably to investigate, but she stops, and notices these strange metal containment units. They have a red shield covering the top half, and a heart monitor just beneath it.

'What is this?' I wonder, leaning slightly forward in my spot, trying to focus on any other detail of the pods. Manufacturing logo, bolts and screws, even an expiration date, but I see nothing. No writings or inscriptions. Just a bunch of lines and curves like jibberish.

What I didn't see was who I recognize as Psimon, a half armor clad, red cornrow haired Devastation, Icicle Junior, Shimmer, and a large hairy beast known as Mammoth coming from her flank.

Before I could act, Psimon hits Batgirl with a psychic blast.

She screams in pain before collapsing on the ground unconscious.

'BABS!' I mentally shout as the thugs place her in an empty pod.

"Are you serious? The rest of these kids are runaways. Strays. They won't be missed. But a bat-brat?" Icicle Jr. argues with Psimon and the others as Batgirl's heartbeat is placed up on the monitor.

"Batman himself is out of the picture. And if anyone else misses her... Psimon says he just doesn't care," Psimon states maniacally.

"Psimon! I like the way that pretty brain of yours thinks," Devastation applauds, throwing her arm around Psimon.

'EEEEEWWWW!' I mentally gag.

"Thank you, Devastation. Now help Mammoth load the cargo, bat-brat included, onto the plane. Shimmer, prepare for takeoff, then go upstairs and confirm the flight plan," Psimon orders. "I want this bird in the air in ten."

'Not on my watch…' I mentally growl.

Before I could even think about going down there and take them all on, I spot a small yellow light fly up, and out of the hangar, via the large doors at the end of the indoor runway.

'Well… I found Bee,' I deduct. 'I can't follow her, but I think she's going to go find M'gann and Cassie. And BOY do I have some words for her…'

A few minutes pass as I watch Devastation and Mammoth roll the heavy pods up the ramp of the cargo plane.

'I agree with Superboy. Stakeouts suck,' I sigh.

"Cargo is secured," Devastation reports down to Psimon.

"Just need a couple more minutes to complete refueling," Icicle Jr. states, placing the gas pump in the plane.

'You could have done that while they were loading, genius,' I criticize, rolling my eyes. 'Honestly, it's no wonder we win all the time. These guys are incompetent…'

I only have to wait a few more seconds before I hear alarms going off, and the military men are shut off from the action by metal doors sliding down from the ceiling.

'Is that my cue?' I wonder, feeling antsy up in my perch.

I look down at Psimon and Shimmer, and I notice that her eyes are glowing a bright green.

'M'gann!' I thank the Gods.

"Plane's fully fueled. What's going on?" Icicle Jr. asks, yanking the gas pump out of the plane's side.

No one answers him.

Psimon keeps starring at M'gann, and he doesn't move an inch.

He's engaged in psychic battle with M'gann. And he won't win.

No one moves until Icicle Jr., Mammoth, and Devastation begin to stalk over to M'gann, a cruel smirk making it's way onto their faces.

'Touch M'gann, see what happens,' I mentally challenge them, ready to attack at a moment's notice.

As they approach, the Cargo plane begins to warm up, and take off down the runway.

'Bee woke up Babs,' I sigh in relief as Psimon orders Devastation and Mammoth to retrieve the plane. Or, at least I think so… He could have done it telepathically.

As the two run off in pursuit of the plane, Icicle Junior runs up behind M'gann, and slams his fist down on the control panel. The button gives off a loud alarm sound before the hangar doors to the outside begin to close.

I spot a small yellow light fly around Mammoth's face before shooting at him. He roars in shock and pain as he fumbles back, letting Devastation take the lead.

I can't focus on that right now though.

Fighting with M'gann on the psychic plane must be taking a toll on Psimon. His face looks paler than usual, and sweat beads begin to drop down his face.

Icicle Junior lifts his arm, making an ice sword form around his forearm.

I get ready to pounce as he lifts it in the air.

"This is for breaking my heart at Belle Reve!" He shouts.

I launch myself off of the side of the cave, and cross my arms in front of me.

As I approach Icicle Jr. at a personal high speed, I throw my arms out in front of me, using my cuff to block his arm and shoulder spines as I use my momentum to throw him away, and into the cavern walls.

He flies off into the side of the cave with the force of my blow, making a large dent in the wall.

Seconds later, I hear Psimon shriek.

I look over to see Bee zapping him every which way, and him trying to swat her away with his hands.

"Psimon says, enough!" He shouts, almost catching her in his hand.

"Bumblebee says good night!" I hear her voice crackle over the comms, just before Psimon's head sparks brightly, and he falls to the ground.

M'gann begins to shift back into her normal green self, just as Icicle Junior begins to recover.

As he begins to try to stand, she moves to tower over him, casting a shadow over his form.

"Uh-oh…" He cringes.

"Uh-oh is right," M'gann agrees, her eyes glowing an eerie green as she lifts him into the air, slamming him back into the wall.

"Feel better?" I ask.

"Infinitely," She admits.

"Girl, where have you been?" Bee asks, as we take off after the plane.

"I got locked in the hangar. Junior and Shimmer opened up to search for any accomplices, and I followed them out, and in here," I explain. "I tried the link, but now I see why we couldn't use it anymore."

We approach the cargo plane just as Cassie tosses Devastation and Mammoth off of the roof.

"Yes! We did it!" Cassie applauds over the newly established link.

As I was about to agree with her, I hear a whistling from behind us.

I turn my head and I spot a forklift coming straight for us.

"M'gann, Bee! On your 9!" I shout trying to warn them.

They hurry to move out of the way, landing on the roof of the plane just as the lift slices through the left wing of the plane.

I hear the alarms going off inside the plane as Batgirl attempts to regain control, only to have the right wing of the plane dig into the side of the cave, and rip clean off of it's bolts.

Batgirl doesn't have enough time to hit the brakes before the cargo plane dips over the edge of the hangar doors, and falls off of the side of the cliff.

'NO!' I shout internally, mentally reliving the moment of when I found out Jason was dead. 'NOT TODAY.' I promise myself, diving down in front of Cassie to try and slow the plane's descent.

I dig my fists into the nose of the plane, and force myself to fly up against the weight of the large jet.

Cassie wastes no time in joining me in my efforts, but we soon discover that we are not strong enough for this endeavor.

"It's...too...HEAVY!" She shouts.

"For me too!" M'gann shouts from the belly of the plane.

'No… NO! I'M NOT LOSING YOU!' I decline any thought of Barbara dying on my watch when I can do something about it.

Just as I make the decision to jump up, and rip her out of the pilot's seat, M'gann reveals the ace up her sleeve: The Bioship.

Seconds before the plane slams into the earth, the Bioship flies just above it, and creates a claw to wrap around the midsection of the plane, lifting it back into the air as debris from the wings explode underneath us.

As the Bioship leads the Cargo plane into the air, Cassie and I sigh in relief. But she lets out a few happy whoops as we fly off and back to the States.

'Hera, remind me to pay you my utmost respect when I return to Themyscira,' I mentally pray to her, seeing Babs alive and well inside the cockpit.

Mount Justice

February 20

3:24 A.M

"Psimon planted mental suggestions in the minds of his doctors and nurses. They've been tending to an empty hospital bed for months," Nightwing's head falls slightly at his misinformation. "I'm sorry."

"It had to happen eventually," M'gann says, waving off the mistake.

"So, no sign of any alien tech?" Nightwing recovers.

"None. But what we found was strange enough," Bee states.

"It was clear in Shimmer's mind that Queen Bee was acting as a middle man. Delivering abducted humans to an unknown partner," M'gann reports.

"We questioned all the abductees," Batgirl begins, standing up straight, and reporting her information as a soldier would. "Most were run-aways. All were kidnapped after the destruction of Malina Island and the Kroloteans."

"So if the Bialyans weren't kidnapping humans for the Kroloteans then who is this partner?" Nightwing asks himself, attempting to place the puzzle pieces together.

"Another unanswered question," Cassie sighs, drooping her head a bit with the shame of being caught.

"New questions keep the investigation moving forward. You saved lives. And you got each other home safe. It's a successful mission in my book," Nightwing verbally rewards. "Good work, Alpha."

Batgirl throws her arm around Cassie, and the others congratulate her on her first mission without total supervision.

I smile at the four, then move to Dick's side.

"Aside from getting caught, she did good," I note. "A little more time, and training, and soon she'll be able to go on solo missions."

"Let's not get too ahead of ourselves," Nightwing tries. "But you never did tell us how you really got down in the hangar in the first place?"

"I followed Icicle Jr. and Shimmer-"

"Into a highly secure, vaulted off area, without getting detected, or destroying their tech," He adds. "Come on, Add's. You're stealthy, but you and I both know your deduction skills need work."

I sigh.

"I'm not ashamed of how I got down there, it's just… I used what Jay taught me… I've been thinking about him often… and how I should have been there-"

"Addie, stop it," Nightwing lowly reprimands so the others can't hear. "You and I both know Bat's didn't want either of us going along on that mission. No one could have saved him but Batman, and even he was too late. You can't blame yourself for that."

"I know, and I should stop thinking like that," I agree. "I just… I've been missing him more often. Little things remind me of him, and I don't know how to deal with it. It all happened so long ago, yet the wound still feels so fresh… And Dick, I almost lost Babs today! I was willing to forget about the run-aways, and dive in to save her first."

"I know the feeling," He sympathizes. "And I'm not saying that missing him is a bad thing either. Not a day goes by when I don't think about him. But I need you to compartmentalize, and prioritize."

"I know," I admit.

Dick places a hand on my bare shoulder.

"Do you want to see him?" He asks. "You know you don't need permission to come visit his grave."

"I… I think I'll take you up on that offer," I nod.

"Tomorrow then. I want you to go get some rest," He orders.

I give his a questioning look.

"Addie, come on, I'm your big brother. I know that you're still having nightmares," He reprimands. "And I know you haven't told Haneul because you don't want to worry him."

"How you know these things will forever plague my mind," I attempt to joke. "But I do agree. I need some sleep."

"Then go home," Dick orders.

I nod, and begin to make my way to a Zeta tube.

Just as the computer recognizes my scan, I hear Nightwing say:

"And tell Han his brothers have been looking for him, when you get home."

'I swear… He might as well be telepathic,' I groan.

I know, I know... I'm a horrible person. BUT at least I'm replying to comments again!

Anime Hotty lover.18: I know! I'm trying to take Nash a bit deeper into his mind, and delve more into his thought process, but I haven't gotten it completely figured out yet. But expect to see him in the upcoming chapters!

GJAM: Yeah, but I wanted to show the audience that being consumed by fear is easy, and the willpower it takes to resist it isn't always available. Thank you for reviewing!

Boyy2k: I appreciate the analysis good sir!

EirinnOfMyth: Thank you for the wishes :)

Angel Ruth: I've actually got some concepts (that will most likely turn into chapter(s)) about how his fight against fear, and his eventual defeat against his efforts to fight it off. If that's what you mean...?

Luna Star Phantom: YES I KNOW! And thank you! I was out sick for 2 days, then I heard that Comic con was in town and I forced myself to get better. (I went as Sally from Nightmare before Christmas :D)

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ALERT TO READERS:Like I said, I'm a horrible person for not having this ready for you all, but here it is! I'll try to update every week, but just know that if I don't do it one week, I'll try to do it the next. (Like an every other weekend type of deal) So if my schedule is a bit mixed up, I'll still try to get this all out there, and my one-shots will still come after depending on how many extra reviews there are :D!

And I can confirm to the curious mind that I DO IN FACT plan on taking W.B into: Under the Red Hood, and Son of Batman. These will be after I finish with Y.J, but I am still going to confirm that I have some thoughts running through my head, and definitely some fluffies (insert troll face here)

AND HAVE YA'LL HEAR BTS'S WINGS ALBUM!? I can't TAKE Suga with that black hair. NO lie. ANd Jimin with silver, and Jungkook (MY BABY) with that brunette... I died. I am writing this from above. And Let's talk about J-hope's forehead for just a minute, and his beautiful orange-red hair. And LET'S not forget V's visible eyebrows with blond hair. LEt's NOTICE JIN'S PINK HAIR, AND RAP MONSTER's URBAN DICTIONARY DIRTY talk in 'Blood, Sweat and Tears".

I'm sorry. BTS got me all sorts of messed up.

-Gargoyle77 outie