I'm done Chapter 4, a young justice fanfic

Disclaimer: I do not own any of DC's characters

Author's note: So I can start focusing on this story a bit more. I'm done with college classes for the semester.

Wake up. Go to school. Work. Sleep.

This was the routine Conner had fallen into. It seemed a bit boring to every one else but for Conner it was relaxing. The high stress levels he had felt while with the young justice crew and wanting to be accepted by Superman dropped significantly. It was like breathing a breath of fresh air with out worrying or having bouts of fear. Out of the routine he has going on his favorite part has to be going to work. He enjoyed working for Mrs. Oakwood. She was a little old lady with a big heart. Mr.s Oakwood loved hearing about his day no matter how boring it seemed. She even made him small meals to take home. Conner tried to explain to her that there was no need for her to do so. He could cook all on his own back at the apartment but she would let it roll into one ear and out the other.

Mrs. Oakwood seen Conner as her child. He had learned that Mr.s Oakwood had lost both of her sons in a freak accident when they were about his age. So seeing his face around the shop had brought out her motherly instincts again. At first Conner did not know how to react. The only adult that actually wanted to care for him and did not treat it as an obligation was Bruce Wayne. What was this strange feeling that was touching his heart? He let the feeling seep deep down into the cor of his beating heart and thought on it. It was love. Love is what he was feeling from Mrs. Oakwood. It was a mother's love. Something that he has been craving for but could never have.

"Sonny, you coming over for dinner tonight?"

Conner turned around and seen that it was Mr. Oakwood. he was a care free man. When bad things happened he would shrug and say "move onward". Conner wanted to feel like that. Letting what ever troubled him roll straight off of his back. Mr. Oakwood should be a man that any teen male looks up to. He goes out and "brings home the bacon" as he likes to say. Takes care of the house when things are falling apart, mainly the creaky door that leads into the kitchen. He could never get it to stop. He even buys Mrs. Oakwood small gifts to show his appreciation. Mr. Oakwood also goes around and helps the other mom and pop shops that are on this block.

"I'll join you and Mrs. Oakwood tonight."

"Please, call us mom and pop." Mr. Oakwood patted his shoulder.

The small gesture made Conner smile. "Right...I'll join you and mom tonight, pops."

"Great, now run on home and get washed up. We expect you to be at our place in twenty minutes. We know about how you can fly." He was pointing a playful finger and shaking it at Conner. "Now run along."

"See you soon, pops!" Conner made his way out of the small shop. He felt warm. Being able to have a mother and father figure felt great. He flew home and took a quick shower. Then he got ready and headed to mom and pop's house.

They lived on the opposite side of Gotham in a quiet neighborhood. the front door was open, screen door covering the opening so bugs could not make their way through. Opening the screen door he walked in. The screen door slammed shut startling him a bit.

"Conner, is that you?"

"Yes, mom it's me."Conner walked through the house. He couldn't help but sniff the air as he made his way into the kitchen. He walked in and seen the tiny caramel skinned woman busy making plates. "What's for dinner, mom?"

"I made a pot roast. I would have made spanish food but i did not know if you had a taste for it."

"I never had it before. I would have loved to try it."

"Then next time I'll remind her to make some. How about tomorrow night? You're not off doing your young thing are you?" Pops had came into the room. He was fixing one of Mom's snow globes that she loved to collect.

"No, I'm free. Tomorrow is my last day of high school."

"Is it now?" Mom had them move to the dining room table. She was excellent in balancing plates." You going off to some fancy university?

"No. I was thinking about heading to the community college here in Gotham. I don't know exactly what i want to go to school for." Conner picked up his fork and started to eat.

"Do not fret. You will finding a major to go into." Mom placed a hand over Conner's to reassure him.

"Enough of this college talk. So Sonny, do you have a girl?"

Conner blushed. It spread from his cheeks down to his neck. "Uh..oh...no...no i don't..."

"Oh, well are you gay then?" Conner sputtered and Mom hit Pops gently on the arm with her hand. "What? I felt like asking and just so you know. If you are gay i will still love you either way. Just don't want you hiding up in one of the closets. Scaring the arthritis out of me when i find you."

Conner chuckled. "Pops you are a handful."

Pops shrugged his shoulders. "Are you staying the night?"

"Oh...i don't know. I don't want to be a burden..." Conner looked down shyly at his plate. This home is comfortable.

"Sweet child, you are our burden now. Stay, I'll get the guest room ready for you." Mrs. Oakwood stood up from the table and gathered the plates. She went into the kitchen and Conner could hear plates clinking around and the sound of a liquid being poured into a couple of glasses. Mrs. Oakwood reappeared from out of the kitchen with a tray. It had two glasses of milk and a plate with four cookies on it. "Now, eat cookies. Makes you feel better." She walked away and headed up the stairs. The half breed could hear her smoothing out sheets on a bed and a ruffle of clothing. Must be his pajamas for tonight.

He and pops ate in silence. A comfortable silence. Not the type of silence that he got when Superman was around. That caused Conner to frown. He didn't want to think about him. Bad memories. this is a fresh start for him. For his future to be brighter not dulled because of the shadow he was living under. The expectations that people pressed onto him. The one word that haunted him and the lack of respect because of it. He could go on and on about how his past life was a major let down but he won't.

Once he was done he headed up the stairs. The stairs creaked under his weight but it was welcoming. Mom came out of the room he would be sleeping in. "Go on in and change. good night sweetie." she kissed his cheek. When she pulled away she smiled tenderly at him and turned to head back down the stairs.

Conner smiled and went inside. there was not much in the room. A bed, dresser and a desk. This must have been one of their son's room. He changed into the pajamas which actually fit and he settled into the bed. Letting out a content sigh he closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep.

Chapter End Author's note: How did i do? Horrible? Great? Need to work on something? What am i doing? (I don't know either. I'm trying. I really am). Please Review. They make me smile!~