"Stay here!" Conner ordered M'gann, as he, Wally, Mark, & Jai raced towards Lisa's screams.

Artemis and Abbie comforted M'gann, as their was nothing she could do to rescue her oldest daughter being four months pregnant.

The Father-Son duos raced towards the hanger where Lisa's scream came from. When they got to the hanger, they were shocked. Standing there, holding Lisa on their hip, was a hooded figure.

They were in a black, full body suit, their outfit covering their arms to the wrists and their legs to the ankles. Their hood covered their face and hair, and they sported a silver utility belt.

"Please don't hurt me." Lisa muttered, speaking to the person holding her. Conner could tell his daughter was scared, but was desperate not to show it.

"Tôi sẽ không. Chúng tôi là chị em, sau khi tất cả." They told her, the tone of their voice clearly making them female.

"Seriously?" "Put her down." Jai and Mark sighed, crossing his arms, remaining calm.

The hooded figure quickly turned towards Jai and Mark and tensed up.

"Hai người ... còn sống? Và an toàn?" She gasped.

"Tất nhiên. Bây giờ đặt người vợ tương lai của tôi xuống và đưa cho chúng tôi một cái ôm." Jai laughed.

The figure put Lisa down- who quickly ran towards Conner, who in return, wasted no time in scooping his daughter into his arms- before running towards Jai and throwing her arms around his neck.

Jaiyden laughed, wrapping his arms around their waist. The happiness quickly ended, however, when the figure started smacking Mark and Jaiyden repeatedly.

"Ow! Ow! Ow!" Jai yelped.

"When*smack*was the last *smack*time*smack*you two*smack*idiots*smack*spoke to your*smack*Mothers?!" She roared at them.

"Ow! Stop! Lian Alice!" Mark begged, trying to block the older girl's hits.

"Don't call me by first and middle name, Marcus James!" She snapped.

"Lian?" Wally asked, baffled.

The woman now known as Lian turned to her uncle & pulled her hood down.

Conner and Wally were surprised at how much she looked like Jade. Same olive complexion, same wild black hair, same build and height.

But her eyes? Those were one hundred percent Roy Harper.

"Hi Uncle Wally. Hi Uncle Conner." She smiled at them. She walked towards Conner and bent down towards Lisa, a smile on her face.

"I'm sorry if I scared you, Lisa. I didn't mean to." She cooed.

"It's okay." Lisa smiled at the older form of her best (female) friend.

"Lian?!"

"Abbie!"

The two girls threw their arms around each other, having not saw each other in weeks.

"You got your hair cut shorter." Abbie commented, running her fingers through Lian's locks, which now rested halfway past her neck.

"Yeah, it's something some girls do when they think their husband is dead." She growled the last three words, glaring at Mark.

"You two get married?!" Wally cried, laughing.

"They've been together for, what? 35 plus years!" Jai cried.

"Seriously?" Conner asked, turning towards his oldest son.

Mark nodded. "Together 35 years, married 25 years, and two kids." He said.

"And no grand babies as of right now." Lian sighed with relief.

"Good, because our oldest is an immature idiot and our youngest is barely fifteen." Mark scoffed, rolling his eyes.

"Speaking of, how are Tommy and Paula?" Jai asked.

"Thomas and Paula are fine." Lian growled at having to correct her cousin on her son's name, for what was more then likely the millionth time.

"Paula? You named your daughter after your Nana?" Wally asked.

"No." Mark and Lian responded unanimously.

'Speaking of naming babies after people- Lian! Guess what me and Lisa named our third biological child!' Jai grinned, as he, Mark, Abbie, & Lian entered a mental conversation.

'What?' She sighed.

'Iris Lian West.'

This caused the older Vietnamese woman to gasp. 'You two named your daughter after me?' She questioned, earning a nod from her younger cousin.

"Who are you?" The group turned and saw a younger Lian standing their, arms crossed, with younger versions of Abbie, Mark, Jaiyden, & Amistad standing near or behind her.

"Tôi bạn, ít một." The older Lian grinned.

"Tôi không tin rằng bạn! Bạn là người thực sự?" Younger Lian scoffed.

"Tôi bạn. Cũ hơn Jai, Mark, và Abbie tin tưởng tôi. Tại sao bạn không?" Lian sighed.

"What are they saying?" Wally asked, turning to Jai and Mark.

"Younger Lian doesn't believe that's her older self." Jai informed them.

"Uncle Wally! Do you believe that's me?" Lian growled, stomping her foot, demanding an answer.

"They say it's her." The speedster told his niece, pointing to an older Jai and Mark.

"How come Mark, Jai, Abbie, & now Lian get to see their older selves but I don't?" Lisa pouted, crossing her arms.

The future heroes didn't have the heart to tell the young girl or her Dad that none of them- not even her best friend and future husband- had seen her in at least five years.

In fact, they had started to fear the worst that they would never see her alive again.

"I'm gonna go see Mommy." Lisa said, jumping out of Conner's arms and running back towards M'gann. The younger kids, save for Lian, ran after her.

"Yes mini me?" Older Lian cooed, dropping down to look the seven year old in the eyes.

"Chúng ta trở nên giống như mẹ hoặc cha?" The child asked.

"Giống như cha, cung và mũi tên và tất cả."

The answer Lian got made her happy, for she smiled, before running after her friends.

XXXXXXX

"Chết tiệt!" Lian gasped, as Mark collapsed on top of her. The human-kryptonian chuckled, trailing kisses along his wife's neck.

"35 years later & you'd think I would've gotten bored of making you swear in Vietnamese." He commented, rolling off of his wife, who in return proceeded to snuggle deeply into his chest, both covered in a thin sheen of sweat.

The two were in a motel room just outside Happy Harbour. It wasn't the best motel, but the couple had been in much worst during their teenage years.

"Sometimes I cuss in French, English, or even German. And you've only been able to make me swear like that for thirty years, Marcus." She smirked.

The only people allowed to call Mark by Marcus was Lian, M'gann, and Conner- and the latter two was only if he was in trouble.

"I love you so much, you know that right? And I'm so sorry for all the stress I've put you through the past year." Mark sighed, kissing her forehead.

"I love you too. And you can make it up like you did earlier." She told him, kissing his cheek.

Mark smirked, before scooting under the covers, & pressing his mouth between his wife's legs.

"Ohh!" She moaned, pressing her hand against the back of his head, desperate to keep his head there.

"Ne pas baiser arrêt!" She groaned, arching her back.

"Ooh, French. Haven't heard that in years." Mark chuckled, making Lian roll her eyes.

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Two weeks later, just days before Mark's sixth birthday, an ultra sound given to them by Dinah confirmed that Jaiyden had been telling the truth.

Baby number four for M'gann and Conner was in fact a baby girl.

"I told you it was going to be another girl." Conner smirked, kissing M'gann's belly before kissing her cheek.

"Yeah yeah yeah." M'gann said, rolling her eyes. "So what's her middle name gonna be?" She asked.

"Dunno. I didn't even come up with Victoria until a few days before Lisa's birthday. But hey, I have, what? Four and a half, almost five, months to decide. I've got plenty of time." He said, helping her up off the cot.

"Did you have a middle name for Noah picked out?" He asked her, as they walked down the halls of the Watch Tower towards the Zeta Tubes.

"Austin." She admitted, placing her hand where Victoria was moving around.

"I like Austin." Conner told her, smiling at his wife and knowing why she chose that middle name for their future first biological son together.

"Well, because of Jaiyden's word vomit, we do know that eventually we're going to have a boy. The question is when?" M'gann reminded him.

"Hopefully Victoria will at least be Abbie's age now before you even get pregnant again." Conner hoped.

"Tell me about it. I do not want a back-to-back pregnancy like I would have if Mark was biologically ours." M'gann told him.

After she said that, a thought came into Conner's head that concerned him.

'M'gann? Is the reason you wanted Victoria to be a little boy so bad is because your jealous that me & Wendy had Mark together…?'

'A little. I love Mark just as much as I love the girls, don't get me wrong. But I guess I am jealous that a drunk hook up with Wendy produced you a son, yet being with me for a total of eleven years- six of those being married- produced you three girls.' M'gann sighed.

'M'gann, you do know that it's the guy that determines the gender, right? The fact that biologically I have one son & three daughters is all on me. Other then that & helping make them, I didn't do shit when shit.' Conner reminded her.

M'gann laughed. 'Exactly! Your job took half an hour, mine and Wendy's took eight to nine months!'

The expectant couple were both smiling as they walked through the Zeta Tubes.

XXXXXXX

One the day of his sixth birthday, at just before sunrise, the oldest Kent child climbed out of his bed, being extremely careful not to wake his sisters or Dad, put on his jacket and shoes, before he quietly snuck out of the window of his family's Happy Harbour apartment and climbed down the fire escape.

Sensing that the child could possibly get hurt, yet not wanting to alarm her owners or mate, Arri quietly followed after Mark, who didn't realize she had until they were both on the ground.

When he heard her whine, he nearly jumped out of his skin.

"Arri! You scared me!" Mark gasped. "Go back home." He ordered. The she-wolf snorted, as if she were laughing at Mark's order. The only member of the Kent family who could get Arri to listen to was M'gann.

Even Conner the animal whisperer couldn't get the beast to do simple commands like "sit" or "get off the couch".

Mark sighed, knowing she wouldn't listen to him.

"Fine. You can come. Come on." He told her, as the two made the trip Mark had been planning for months.

XXXXXXX

Half an hour later, M'gann woke up needing to pee due to Victoria beating the crap out of her bladder. Once she was done, she decided to check on her two eldest children.

But when she opened their bedroom door, she was shocked to find that Mark's bed was clearly empty.

Not wanting to alarm Conner just in case he was simply getting a drink from the kitchen, M'gann expanded her mental range through out the apartment.

Nothing. No Mark.

Slightly freaked out, yet wanting to remain calm for Victoria's sake, she expanded her mental range to as far as it would go.

Nothing. Still no Mark.

Wherever he was, he was not in his Step-Mom's five mile mental range.

'Conner Austin James Kent! Wake up!' She screamed at her husband through their mind link.

The middle names Austin and James something the Team came up for Conner in use for his graduation from Happy Harbour High School. No one could agree on a middle name for the Clone, so he simply decided to go by both in order to get his friends to shut the fucking hell up.

The fact that Mark's middle name was James as well caused him, M'gann, Wally, Artemis, Mal & Karen to debate on whether or not Wendy had named their son, partially, after Conner or if she had chosen James simply because it was a common middle name.

The Demi-Kryptonian had not used the name in nearly ten years. So he damn near jumped out of bed when M'gann called him by his full name.

'What?' He asked, sitting up, careful to not wake up Abbie, who was- once again- I'm their bed asleep.

'Mark is gone. I checked my range. I can't find him.' M'gann said, trying not to panic.

'Call Wally and Artemis. Have them watch the girls while we go find him.' Conner told her, getting out of bed.

"I know where Mark is." Abbie mumbled, still half asleep.

"You do? How?" Conner asked.

"Sweetie, where's your brother?" M'gann asked.

"Older me told me he does this three times a year. But I don't know the other two days he's going to do it." Abbie said, still partially asleep.

"Abigail Nikkole Kent. Where is your brother?" M'gann repeated.

"With his older self." And with that, the three year old was back to snoring in dream land.

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Six year old Mark was surprised when he found his older self at his destination. Silently, with Arri following after him, he walked up to the elder, his small hand gripping his jeans, before his eyes turned to stare at the same thing older Mark was looking at.

Wendy Mae Harris

February 1, 1994-August 17, 2020

Beloved daughter & mother

Gone but forever missed

"Do you miss her?" Mark asked, looking up at future him.

"Every single day."

"… I'm starting to forget Mommy…" He admitted, tears forming in his crystal blue eyes.

"That happens every ten years or so. Abbie helps us remember though. She refreshes the memories for us." Mark told his younger self, dropping to look younger him in the eyes.

"What does she help us remember?"

"Everything. Everything from her laugh, to all the stories she'd tell us and what she smelled like when she sprayed her favorite perfume and her favorite flower and food."

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Mark and Arri came home around lunch time. When they climbed back through his bedroom window, Abbie & Lisa were sitting on Lisa's bed, waiting for their older and only brother.

'Mama and Daddy are mad at you.' Abbie told him.

'So? I don't care.' The birthday boy shrugged, clearly lying.

"Marcus James Kent! Get your butt in here! Now!" The three Kent children heard their Dad scream.

Gulping, Mark slowly trugged out of his shared bedroom and down the hallway to the kitchen, where his furious parents were waiting for him.

"Where have you been? You had us worried sick! Only thing we knew was that you were with your older self!" Conner growled.

"Did he take you?" M'gann asked, concerned for the safety of her step son.

"No. I went on my own. I didn't even know he was gonna be there. He was already there when I showed up." Mark told them.

"Which was where? What did you two do?" Conner asked.

"We went to visit Mommy."

Their hearts shattered instantly.

XXXXXXXX

I won't. We're sisters, after all.

You two… are alive? And safe…?

Oh course. Now put my future wife down and come give us a hug.

I'm you, little one.

I don't believe you! Who are you really?

I'm you. Older Jai, Mark, and Abbie trust me. Why not you?

Do we become like Mommy or Daddy?

Like Dad, bows and arrows and all.

Fuck!

Don't fucking stop!