Jeptwin: As of right now? No. Bart isn't coming going to show up anytime soon. In fact, besides the occasional mention by the other characters, he more then likely isn't going to come back into the story until when he's actually born. Personally, I can't wait until I get to the whole "Don & Alessandra" fiasco. And while I haven't fully decided what I'll do with Jaime in this story, I do know that he won't be evil like he was supposed to in Invasion. The worst he'll become is an alcoholic. If I ever even do bring him up. Sometimes I forget that I hardly mention minor characters like Babs. Hell- one of the reason I killed La'Gaan (no offense to his fans) was because I really had no idea how to write scenes with his character without making him... Well... A jackass. But since I've killed him off I've come up with like 2-3 cute little short scenes & I'm just like: Really? -_-

Black' Victor Cachat: Sports will be more of a focus during high school. Right now, as they're in middle school, it's more of a happy after school pass time that has nothing to do with hero work. As for Johnny, with the exception of a few traits from Zatanna, he was always been intended to be sort of a Dick 2.0. His friendship with Jai will also compare to Dick's friendship with Wally- although it won't be along the lines of BirdFlash was/is. I know. I said if people couldn't reply because of the chapter number changes that they could PM me what they thought, but I think you're the only one that go that memo to be honest.

.alvarez: Right now they have 6. Oldest to youngest is: Mark, Lisa, Abbie, Victoria, Brooke, and Noah. They'll have a seventh, but don't expect that to happen in the story anytime soon, especially since any time skip bigger then a year won't happen until after they are already born. When it comes to my other stories, right now, I'm stuck. As for them being completed, the only one I can see finishing is Speed Force- but that isn't happening anytime soon. My one shot series doesn't count, since it gets updated periodically & has never been on the list of "stories that will be completed". If you ever see it say completed, it means I'm never coming back to FF.

TheLovelyReaper: I rely on the feedback of reviews to know the readers are happy. If people aren't happy with my story (ex: not enough moments for certain characters, too many moments for certain characters, etc) them telling me so helps me fix things so that they are happy. I can't know opinions if no one leaves them. And I average (about) 13-15 reviews per chapter, most of which are received within 3 days of updating. Since I deleted AN chapters, the chapter numbers changed so I wasn't sure if anyone actually got the "hey I updated" email, hence the short update.

Golden Tiger: I'm sorry. Glad you like the story other wise.

Captain Mendoza: Thank You! :3

XXXXXX

Unknown to their parents, but there was tension on the Team between Lisa and Dawn.

Dawn thought it was foolish and utterly stupid that someone so young was their Team's leader, despite the fact that everyone in their age group (everyone from Lian to Giovanna and Mary) that would one day be on the Team voted on who would be Leader, and Lisa won by nothing short of a landslide.

The fact that she viewed Lisa as an immature brat- and always had, even before Lisa become Leader- didn't help things either.

Lisa thought Dawn was an ungreatful bitch who couldn't take orders even if her life and the lives of others depended on it. While all of their missions so far were minor covert ones, Dawn always disobeyed whatever orders Lisa gave her, irritating not only Lisa, but the rest of the Team as well.

And while she wasn't a fan of either of Jaiyden's paternal cousins, she would've much rather had the younger West-Allen twin be the second speedster on the Team.

But Don, for the moment, had no interest in being a hero. Despite the fact- like Jai- he and Dawn inherited their superspeed at a young age.

Lisa never said anything about Dawn's lack of obedience, in fear of their parents disbanding the Team in the belief that none of them were ready to be heroes at the time being.

So she did the one thing she could do: Complained to Jai.

"She never listens! Like I know she's older then me! She doesn't have to be a bitch about it!" Lisa snarled, pacing back in forth in room (Artemis' old one) inside Mount Justice.

Each member of what was causally called Gen 5's Team was given a room at the Cave upon placement of the Team. Most of them chose one of their parents old room. Mark got Conner's old room, Lian received Roy's never used room, Jai took Wally's, Johnny took Dick's, and Dawn favored one of the extra rooms that no one of the Original Nine used.

Most assumed that Lisa would take M'gann's old room, because Mark had taken their Dads. But she left that room for Abbie, instead choosing Artemis' old room, because it was the closest to Jai and Lian's room and the furthest from Dawn's.

While she ranted, pacing back and forth across the hideous brown carpet in her bare feet, Jaiyden sat Indian style on her bed, his elbows resting on his knees with his face in his hands. His green eyes moved back and forth as his best friend and Team Leader complained about his second oldest and least favorite cousin.

Best friend.

Lisa was his best friend. And that's all she would ever be, no matter how much he wanted more.

See, around the year before, Jai started getting these weird... feelings... whenever he was around Lisa. It would get worst as the months went by, and he found himself getting a woozy feeling in the pit of his stomach whenever he was around, thought of, or heard someone mention Lisa. A few weeks before is when he finally put two and two together.

He had a crush on Lisa.

The realization made him want to crawl under his bed and die. Or eat a peanut butter sandwich and die.

"Ja-Jai? Jaiyden? Dude! Are you even listening to me?" She cried.

"Food allergy." Jai muttered.

"Huh?"

"I'm a speedster with a food allergy. How ironic is that?" He groaned, falling onto his back, his legs still crossed.

Lisa pouted, knowing exactly what he was talking about.

Two years ago, Artemis and Wally had learned the hard way that Jaiyden apparently inherited Lawrence's nut allergy, in the form of a fresh batch of peanut butter and chocolate chip cookies, half of which had been scarfed down by their only son in just over a minute, followed by his throat swelling up within just ten minutes of the last cookie being swallowed.

Three days and one trip to the Watch Tower's Medical Bay later, and every food item involving any sort of nut in the Crock-West household had either been given away or thrown away.

There hadn't been any in the household since.

Afterwards, Lawrence spent the next month trying to make things right, since Jai had inherited from him and not either of his parents.

"I'm sorry." Lisa frowned, sitting next to him on the bed.

"I would kill for a Reese's peanut butter cup right now." He whined, turning his head to face her. "Those were so wonderful back when I could have them."

Lisa patted his forehead, in an attempt to cheer him up.

"When does your Mom come back?" Jai asked.

"Umm... Next week. Maybe. I think. Dunno." Lisa shrugged.

"I'll ask Dad whenever I go home."

For the last week, M'gann had been on Mars helping J'onn out with Martian related business that her Earth family either couldn't understand or didn't want to. Of course, since leaving Conner alone with six alien children would be cruel (and hilarious) M'gann decided to take Abbie and Noah with her.

The two of them had been excited at the chance to meet their Mom's dozens of siblings, hundreds of Aunts, Uncles and cousins, and their Green Grandma Ah'meh'li'ah and White Grandpa M'a'lik.

The Orignal Team- Conner included- had been surprised when M'gann explained that her family was the Martian equivalent to biracial. All of them had simply assumed that she made up the fact that J'onn was her Uncle as a cover story.

"But he is my Uncle!... At least that's what Mom has always told us..." M'gann explained to them.

"Is there a chance she lied and made it up?" Dick asked.

M'gann pondered this thought for a moment, before shrugging. "I don't know. I don't see why she would though."

"Well, either way it's clear J'onn cares about you. So I don't think it would matter to him." Artemis pointed out.

"But! Just in case your mom lied to you guys, I'd talk to J'onn about it." Wally suggested.

"Okay." M'gann said.

As it turned out, J'onn was actually M'gann's great uncle, with M'gann's maternal grandpa being one of his oldest brothers and her mother being his niece that was born around the same time as he was.

When Ah'meh'li'ah, the only daughter out of forty five children, fell in love with the older and white M'a'lik as a teenager, her parents had been nothing short of furious at her.

And when they found out that she had procreated with him? That had only made the situation far worst.

After that, J'onn never saw or heard from Ah'meh'li'ah again, and he feared the absolute worst. While he himself had no hatred or negativity towards the White Martians, he couldn't say the same for the rest of his family.

Needless to say he was relieved when he found out his brother and sister-in-law hadn't killed their only daughter for her wanting to be with a White Martian and for willingly carrying his unborn child.

Unfortenetly for M'gann and her twenty nine siblings (fourteen of which were older and all of them were brothers) being mixed didn't help with the cruelty they dealt with, despite the fact that more then half of them appeared green.

To some Martians, the only thing worst then a White Martian was a half White Martian.

"Is it weird not having her, Abbie and Noah home?"

"A little. Yeah. It's nice watching Dad trying to catch Brooke and Victoria though." She said, her and Jaiyden laughing.

Brooke and Victoria were opposite in both appearance and personality. But that didn't stop them from being completely inseparable. They were twins, and eachother's best friend.

But Brooke was the black sheep of the Kent clam, despite how odd Abbie behaved and that Mark had a half sibling. And she was the black sheep for two main reasons: her dark and borderline psychopathic personality. Even Bruce was uncomfortable around her- and she was six. And the bright green eyes she, unfortenetly, inherited from none other then Lex Luthor.

Conner and M'gann saw more of him in their youngest daughter then they did each other.

But that didn't stop them from loving her as much as they loved her five siblings.

Lisa found herself laying on top of Jai, there bodies forming a cross as their stomachs pressed up against each other.

"What are you doing?" He cried, eyes wide, propping himself up on his elbows to look at her.

"Resting." She said curtly.

"On me?"

"Yes. It's comfy. My tummy's been hurting since yesterday." She pouted, turning her head to face him. She moved her hand next to his, clutching the light gray duvet they were laying on in pain.

"You okay?" Jai asked, concerned.

His twelve year old best friend shrugged. "I don't know." She sighed.

"So when's your next speed test?" She asked.

"Saturday." Jai smirked.

Right before he became Kid Flash, Barry and Wally decided to test how fast Jaiyden could run on a speedster built treadmill.

Imagine everyones surprise, when he managed to get to Mach 3.0 before he grew tired.

At barely eleven years old, he was already faster then Wally was at eighteen, and Barry was when he first got his speed at twenty five.

Since then, every six months, they gave him another test in order to see if he was faster.

His latest test put him at Mach 4.0.

"Nice. Gonna aim for 4.5?" She asked.

"Ehh... I wanna shoot for higher then I did last time, but I doubt I'll get that high. Mach 4.5 is almost 3500 miles per hour. I think Mom would freak if I got that fast." Jai told her.

Lisa nodded, understanding.

XXXXXX

Melissa Robyn West had known since she was five that she was different from Jaiyden and Irey.

While Jai was happily running around as Kid Flash with their Dad and Irey was practicing using a bow and arrow with their Mom, Melissa preferred to take their backyard Zeta tube to Gotham and watch sports games with Lawrence and cook old fashioned Vietnemese food with Paula after school and on weekends.

For as long as she could remember, she had felt more at home with her Nana and Poppop then her own parents.

Don't get her wrong, she loved her mom and dad and her brother and sister, but she just didn't... Belong in that house.

She belonged with Paula and Lawrence.

Of course Artemis and Wally would never allow her to move in with them.

But if she acted out against her family in the general area... Maybe they'd send her off.

And that's when, in only the fifth grade, Melissa started getting into fights and cutting school.

XXXXXX

When Lisa arrived home after hanging out with Jai at the Cave, Conner wasn't expecting her to growl at him when he said hello to her.

Needless to say, he was taken aback. But he just assumed it was- yet another- trait she inherited from him.

So he shrugged, and went back to doing dishes.

But at dinner Lisa was quiet, barely ate her food and didn't say a word, despite both Conner and Mark trying to strike up a conversation with her.

"Lisa Marie? What's wrong?" Conner asked.

"Nothing." Lisa muttered, pushing her Mac and Cheese around with her fork.

"You sure?"

"Yes Dad." Lisa huffed, putting her fork down.

"Did you and Jai get into a fight or something?" Mark questioned.

"No!" Lisa hollered, standing up and storming off towards their stairs. Conner huffed, going after her, leaving Mark, Victoria, and Brooke to wonder what was going on.

"Lisa Marie!" Conner yelled, stopping her from going up the stairs.

"What?" She groaned.

"Just tell me what's wrong." He begged her.

"Dad- Nothing. Is. Wrong."

"Lisa..." He sighed.

'I started my period, okay?!' She mentally screamed at him, before storming up the stairs and slamming her bedroom door shut.

Conner wanted to die.

XXXXXX

Artemis laid in her and Wally's bed, staring up at the ceiling fan as it spun at its highest speed, the cold air causing goosebumps to form on her skin.

And while Wally was softly snoring next to her, Artemis couldn't sleep.

"Psst. Wally. Wally." She whispered, tapping his shoulder to wake him up. She needed to talk to him about something important.

"Wha...?" He mumbled, still half asleep. He didn't even bother to roll over to face her.

"Babe? Are you awake?" She asked.

"Wide." He slurred his words, but Artemis could hear him clear enough.

"I've been thinking- and it's okay if you don't want to- maybe we could possibly... Tryforanotherbaby?"

Okay. That woke Wally up.

He sat up, turned his bedside lamp on, and turned to face his girlfriend of nearly twenty years.

"Wait, what?" He asked.

"It's okay if you don't want to, I just-"

"No no no. I want to make sure I understood you correctly. You want to try for another baby?" He asked.

Her face turned a deep shade of red, but she nodded nonetheless.

"It's ok if you don't, considering what happened to Irey..." Artemis trailed off, both of them frowning at the memory.

Halfway through the second semester of Irey and Melissa's third grade school year, a psycho with a shot gun stood on the roof of a building, and fired into Central City Elementary School during recess.

Seven kids were hit, and thankfully there were no causalities, the worst injury being a fifth grade boy paralyzed from the waist down. But Iris had been one of the seven to be hit, the bullet hitting her thigh, just barely missing her femoral artery.

An inch to the right, and their oldest daughter would've bled out before an ambulance- or Wally, for that matter- could have a chance to save her.

Both of them had been paranoid ever since, and all three of their children were transferred to Keystone Elementary and Keystone Middle School over the summer.

"I know." He said, sighing.

"It was a stupid idea anyway. Forget I said any-" She was cut off by Wally's mouth pressed against hers, and him rolling on top of her.

"What are you doing?" She gasped, as he trailed kisses along the side of her throat.

"You said you wanted another baby. So let's make one." He muttered, his hand pushing up her shirt.

"A-are you sure?" She asked, his hand grasping her breast.

"We always talked about having an even number of kids. And last time I checked, three was an odd number." He said, scooting down under the covers.

When Artemis felt his mouth press against the small bundle of nerves between her thighs, all she could do was arch her back and moan.

XXXXXX

The morning after Lisa's... confession, Conner found himself walking towards the Watch Tower's communication screen. He pressed the buttons that would allow him to contact Mars, and waited for M'gann or J'onn to appear on the large screen.

Thankfully, it was M'gann who answered.

"Hi Conner." She said happily, smiling at her husband.

"You need to come home. Now." He said sternly.

"Why? Did someone get hurt?" She asked.

"No."

"Anyone die?"

"No."

"Then you can survive dealing with them for another week." M'gann sighed.

"M'gann please!" Conner begged her, frowning.

Before M'gann could respond, Noah clambered onto her lap, his big brown eyes staring at his Dad on the screen.

"Hi Daddy!" Noah hollered, waving his chubby hands at the screen.

"Hi Noah. Having fun?" Conner asked.

"Yeah! Grandma and Grandpa are really fun!" Noah smiled.

"That's good." Conner grinned back at him.

"So what's the issue?" M'gann asked him.

"Lisa started her period." Conner frowned.

"What's a period?"

Conner watched as M'gann mentally groaned at the sound of her Mother's voice from off screen. M'gann loved Ah'meh'li'ah and M'a'lik, but there were some Earth things she didn't want to explain to either of them.

An Earth girl's period was one of them.

"It's something that happens to Earth girls during puberty and their child bearing years. Something to do with blood and cramps." M'gann said, turning her head to talk to her Mom.

"Yuck! Sounds dreadful. Glad we don't have anything like that." M'a'lik, also off screen, gagged.

"M'gann! Please come hooome!" Conner begged.

"Conner, how long have we known eachother?" M'gann asked, crossing her arms, Noah still happily sitting in her lap.

"Eighteen... Almost nineteen years."

"Alright. In those almost nineteen years, how many periods have I had?"

"None."

"Exactly! Which means she gets this from your side of the gene pool!" She cried.

"But I'm a guy! And you're her mother!" Conner whined.

"And? I wouldn't know how to explain it to her!"

"Neither do I! And Kara can't do it for me, she's off world God knows where, doing God knows what with God knows who!" He groaned.

"Conner, just have Artemis explain it to her. We made her the Godmom to the kids for a reason. Now I'll be home in a few days. You'll be fine. And remember, Abbie's next." She smirked, hanging up as Conner groaned in disgust.