Dear fans, I am so sorry this hasn't been updated in so long. Senior year is killing me, along with things from my personal life. However, I should be writing a lot more soon. Enjoy this chapter!

(PS, this story should only have a few more chapters, then it will be wrapped up. There should be a sequel, if I'm feeling up to it. It will have nothing to do really with Mio or Connor, it'll deal with the next generation of Howlett's.)

Once Donna had woken up, I sat down with her, and apologized for leaving the room. I admitted it was a bitch move to pull, considering how I said I wouldn't leave her, regardless of what my mind had just decided to fuck me over with. She just brushed it off, and told me that she and Daken had spoken about it a little, and they had a game plan. Donna still had six more months of maternity leave, six months for Daken to wrap up his career as an international criminal, settle his debts, pay his dues to SHIELD (cause Nick Fury demanded that if Daken was going to be a free man, he helped them out on a few missions), and get ready to be a stay at home Dad.

Donna had really put her foot down on that last one. She was determined to keep her career, and to not become a stay at home mother. But she did realize that a baby did need at least one person around 24 hours a day, so Daken was left to fill that gap.

It's okay to laugh your ass off at the thought of Daken being a stay at home Daddy. I did. I still am. It's fucking hilarious.

Donna didn't really need me and Connor around anymore, so we packed up and left. But I couldn't leave before doing one last thing for my new little brother.

I went into his nursery, and painted a whole wall in the mural I had considered making. When Daken and Donna got back to their apartment, they saw a mural on their son's wall showing a samurai, in a bamboo forest. Donna thought it was odd, but she loved it, according to the three word e-mail she sent. It was traditional, but at the same time, modern. The samurai himself was a traditional detailed style, but the background was cartoony and upbeat, perfect for a little toddle to stare at.

Connor and I were back at my apartment, and life had tended to fall into a rhythm of school and training. Once those two were done, the only thing left to do was… mess around.

Seriously. If there wasn't homework or pushups to be done, we were very engaged in each other. It's only been two weeks, and we've made out on every flat surface in our apartment (and some not so flat areas). I'd love to just point at Connor and say "Friggin male hormones" but I'm usually the one to initiate the make out sessions.

It's been awesome since we got back to Happy Harbor, and despite calls from Logan about me teaching at the Jean Grey School, I have no intentions of doing so.

I get that he wants me to teach there and all, but I'm only sixteen. I want to act like a teenager for once, not an adult with too much baggage. I've talked with Connor about it, and he seems really happy that we're staying in Happy Harbor. His whole life it here, all his friends, his entire existence has been in this town, and I'm more than happy to stay here with him.

He said he wants to go see the Jean Grey school, to check it out and maybe stay there awhile one day, like he stayed at Utopia X before. I think that would be a good idea, because I've also explained to him that if Logan dies, I have no choice but to take over there, it's my responsibility as Logan's successor, and Connor understands that too.

He's always understood, I'm just now starting to get that.

Right now, me and Connor are snuggled up on our bed, and he's got his mouth on my neck, biting and sucking while his hands grip my hips so hard I think my pelvic bone has micro fractures by now, but I don't care because it feels so good…

Connor sucked at a spot on my neck he had just bitten, making me curl my toes, and dig my fingers into his back. "Ah- Co- Conner!"

His fingers brush my shirt up, so the bottom of my black bra shows. Connor growled, "I want you Mio… I want you right now. Right here."

I want him too; I want him so much I can't even speak. I just relish the feeling of his rock hard abs against mine as our hips grind against each other, and he's biting my neck again, and-

And I hear little feet running down the hall towards my room.

Connor pulled back, smoothing my shirt back into place as he pulls the blankets over us. Lovette bursts into the room a few seconds later, "Connor! Mio!"

I open my arms up wide, and she scrambles up onto the bed into my embrace. "Another bad dream?"

She whimpers, and Connor smiled, brushing her hair out of her face. "It's okay Lovette, we're right here."

Ever since Jubilee brought Lovette back here with us, she's been having nightmares about Daken catching her again. I've tried to explain to her that Daken isn't a threat anymore, and she's beginning to understand but it'll take awhile for her to stop being afraid of him. I preached fear of him into her mind since we bolted from the Dark Avengers, and it's not going to go away overnight.

I lay back down on the bed, and Lovette wormed her way between me and Connor. She really likes Connor, sometimes I think she likes him more than she likes me, but that's just envy thinking. She still loves me like a big sister, and I'm thankful that now I can be there for her. Connor reached over, putting his arms around both me and Lovette.

Some small part of my mind worried about Connor holding Lovette to tight and maybe hurting her, but he only does that with me. I'm not concerned very much.

I loved what me and Connor and Lovette had turned into, it almost felt like… a family. I felt like I had a family, for the first time in a long time.

"Mio!"

I looked down at Lovette, idly stirring the vegetable lo-mein on the stove. "You need something?"

"When's dinner gonna be done?" She asked, shifting from foot to foot. She was so hyper all the time, she reminded me of a puppy who couldn't stop wagging it's tale.

"About 15 minutes." I answered, "And no, you cannot have a cookie before dinner."

She smilled and ran off to the living room where Connor was trying to figure out his banking information. "What's a mortgage?"

"It's like rent but you pay the bank and it's a shit ton more money. And if you miss a payment, your financial life is basically over." Logan answered.

Logan was over here every other weekend. He kept the fridge stocked with beer and whiskey.

I enjoyed his visits, especially seeing Connor and him talk. It was always something new Connor wanted to learn. Last week it was how to program a VCR, the week before that it was motorcycle maintenance. This week he wanted to learn finances. I personally think he's starting to see Logan as a father figure, but I'm not saying it outloud.

Jubilee ruffled up my hair as she sat on my counter, munching on blood sausage. She tags along sometimes. "So, how are things going with Donna and Daken?"

I hear Logan stiffen up in the living room. He wants to hear this too. Donna will text him, but she won't talk about Daken, just her and Kenshin. She sent pictures of him dressed up as Mulan last week. Daken was less than thrilled.

"They're good. Daken is actually taking to the homemaker career. He's obsessively tidy already, so Donna's apartment is spotless. Kenshin is a really chill baby apparently, and of course pheromones help when he starts crying. Daken will speak Japanese around him when Donna is gone, trying to make sure he'll be bi-lingual." I grinned, "Donna is trying to learn Japanese now too, so they can't cut her out of the loop."

Jubilee nodded, "Must be weird for you, having a little brother."

I shrugged, "Yeah, but a good weird. Bad weird is Donna texting me a picture of Daken in a pink apron last night."

Logan started laughing hysterically while Conner chuckled. Jubilee ruined it by saying, "Was he only in an apron, cause that's a kink."

"Oh please Jubes, I'm Japanese. I'm a walking kink."

Logan groaned, and tilted his beer, bottoms up. Jubilee snickered, and Conner probably just had a confused look on his face.

My phone started vibrating, and from the music playing, it was Mrs. Martian.

Maybe if I act like that, that guy will call me back
Porno Paparazzi girl, I don't wanna be a stupid girl
Baby if I act like that, flipping my blond hair back
Push up my bra like that, I don't wanna be a stupid girl

I answered, "Meghan?"

"YouandConnerneedtogetdownhererightnow,topsecret,RedArrowwasthemolebutsomethingelseisgoingonBatmancalleduskids,RedTornadohadachiponhim-"

"You will stop talking and take a deep breath." I ordered as I walked towards my bedroom, Connor rising from his seat in the living room and following me. I heard hyperventilating from Megan's end of the line. "Now, you will continue with your explanation, with a pause between each word at least one tenth of a second long."

"Red Tornado had a chip on him, and a low level magic aura. So did Batman. And Batman called us kids!"

I turned the phone on speaker, tossing it on the bed as I went to my dresser. My uniform was still in there, freshly cleaned. Courtesy of Connor.

"Long story short, we think that the Justice League is being mind controlled by Vandal Savage."

I turned back around to the phone, making eye contact with Connor. "Do you have any hard evidence?"

There was a pause, and then Robin's voice came over the phone. "Plenty. It's called Staro-tech. Everyone in the league is infected except Red Tornado now. You've been in and out of the league a lot recently, and you're under suspicion too, as well as Super Boy. Tell me something you've never told anyone else, or I'll cut this line."

I took a deep breath. I hadn't told Robin much about my personal life, but there was one or two instances, usually after death defying missions, when we had both been a bit high off of the feeling of success and adrenaline that we had opened up to each other. "The night after I fought Sportsmaster, me and you got super drunk and you told me Batman's secret identity."

Silence.

"Ok, you check out." He sounded agitated.

Kid Flash yelled from the background, "HOW COULD YOU TELL HER BEFORE YOU TOLD ME!?"

"I WAS DRUNK!"

"Robin, focus." Connor growled.

Artemis' voice came over the phone next. "Okay, while the married couple bickers, Robin said there was a change Wolverine might be infected as well."

Me and Connor both turned towards the doorway, seeing Logan standing there, and eyebrow raised. My claws came out as Connor's fists came up.

Logan held his hands up in defense. "Not brainwashed, kids."

My eyes narrowed, "Tell me something you've never told anyone else."

Logan paused for a few moments, before deciding. "I used to think the Storm was just a close friend, but ever since Jean died, I… consider her more."

Translation, he's been fucking Storm and I know about it because her scent is all over him lately.

"It's him." I mumbled, claws sheathing. "Logan, stay here with Jubilee and Lovette, let the Avengers and X-men know what's happened to the league. Me and Connor will join Young Justice."

Logan frowned, "Keep me updated as to what the plan is."

I pulled my mask on, "No problem. Artemis, you get all that?"

"Yeah, apparently the wolf guy and the white haired chick have been getting busy." She snarked.

"That was not the focal point. Where do Connor and I meet you?"

"I'll text you the coordinates."

She hung up, and my phone vibrated. I expected the text to be from Artemis, but it was from Donna.

Daken is gone.

"… Logan what are the chances that while Daken was working with the Joke, he got infected with Staro-tech?"

"High." He answered, "You think you can take him?"

I nodded, "Confident."