Chapter 6: It's Jonathan…
'No, go away!' Morgan snapped. She was alone with Red Arrow. Jonathan and Martha had to go to the town meeting, leaving them two alone. Red Arrow had been annoying the entire time, but now that he was teasing her he went to far.
'What the hell is wrong with you!' she snapped.
'Wrong with me!' he yelled at her and jumped up, 'With me? You're the one who crawled in his head! He can't think of anything else!'
'Is this about Conner?' she said amazed, 'Unbelievable! You're just jealous!'
'Jealous? You don't even know to who you're talking!' Red Arrow snapped.
'Red Arrow, calm down!' Morgan said, she saw his eyes fire up. He scared her.
'No, you listen to me!' he yelled, she jumped up and walked to the opposite side of the table.
'Calm down!' she tried again.
'No, you have to leave him alone! He can't focus, he can't fight, he can't do anything!' he yelled furious, 'I bet you're some sort of villain, getting in his head.'
'What!' she yelled, 'How dare you!'
'You tell me,' he hissed.
'You're mad,' she said, 'You have no idea what you're talking about! Acting like some kid!'
'Bitch!' he yelled and leaped over the table. Morgan was not prepared for that at all and was caught in his grasp. His right hand held her left arm like an animal.
'Fuck, let me go!' she cried, tears welling up in her eyes.
'You have no idea of it all, do you?' Red Arrow laughed.
'Let go of me!' Morgan said, but it was like talking to a wall. He just stood there rambling, blaming her for things she had never even heard of!
'Enough!' she yelled and spit in his face. It worked, he let go. But she had only made him angrier. His eyes were almost as red as his suit. He just stood there, breathing heavily, in his hand her spit. Morgan did not dare to move or to say anything, but she knew she had to get out. Her breathing fastened now, she had to move. And she did. Suddenly she ran to the right. But he was quick and stood before her within four steps. He was angry, he was furious. She was ruining everything! He slapped her in her face. He was strong, too strong for her. She fell on the ground.
'Roy!' he heard a voice behind him, like a roaring lion. He looked around and immediately was lifted into the air. Superboy, no, this was Conner. He was furious, of course. He pushed him against the kitchen wall.
'What the hell were you thinking!' Conner roared, his blue eyes were frightening.
'I'm sorry, man! I just lost it!' Roy explained.
'What if I'll just lose you!' Conner threatened.
'Conner don't!' Morgan said, Conner looked over her shoulder at her, 'we never liked each other.'
'Superboy!' the commanding voice of Superman filled the room, 'Put him on the floor, gently.'
'Conner,' Morgan begged him. Conner looked deep in the eyes of Roy.
'Touch her one more time, and you're dead,' he hissed and put him down on the floor.
'What is going on here!' Superman demanded.
'He hit her,' Conner hissed, while he helped Morgan up. Her lip was bleeding a bit.
'I'm fine,' she said with a little smile.
'Morgan?' Superman looked at her. It was weird, Morgan still saw the geeky Clark in him, even in his suit.
'We were arguing the entire time,' she said, 'Like I said, we never liked each other.'
'Roy, you should know better,' Superman said sever.
'I'm sorry,' he said.
'You don't owe him an apology, but her!' Conner hissed.
'I'm sorry, Morgan,' Red Arrow said, even though they all heard he did not mean it.
'It's alright,' Morgan said nevertheless.
'Come on,' Conner said. He laid his arm around her and took her upstairs.
'Conner,' Morgan said when she sat on his bed. Conner looked out of the window. He was playing with a metal pipe.
'Conner,' she said again and walked to him.
'Sorry ,what?' he said, waking up from his thoughts. She smiled and sat down in the other side of the window.
'Red Arrow said you couldn't really focus on the mission, on the fighting.'
'He's wrong,' he snapped and looked outside again.
'Conner, you're not perfect,' he immediately looked at her, 'and you don't have to be. No one is, and no one will ever be.'
'I was worried, about you,' he admitted looking at her.
'And I was worried about you,' she said, 'but you are Superboy. Your job is to protect the people, they need you. And I need you. But you have to be able to put me aside.'
'I will never put you aside!' he defended himself.
'Just in a fight,' she corrected herself, 'at the end of the day you can always come back to me.'
'How? How do you ever think that I can stop thinking of you!'
'Conner,' she said and walked up to him, 'you don't have to stop thinking of me, you just have to think of the other things more. Saving the people, fighting the villains. At those moments, those are things that matter. I can wait.'
'Not for me,' he said, laying his arms around her waist and pulling her closer to him. She looked at him, smiling, stroking his giant arms.
'Do you know how beautiful you are?' he whispered, admiring her. The moon lit her face. She was not very tanned, even though she had been outside in the sun. Het eyes sparkled, as he saw her cheeks blush. He slid his hands through her brown wavy hair, sliding down to her bottom. He kissed her inmost, while she wrapped her arms around his neck. Sliding her hands through his raven black hair. They stood so close to one another, they were almost one.
'I love you,' he groaned.
'Don't leave me,' she replied.
'I won't, I'm yours,' he promised her.
'I'm yours,' she echoed him. He lifted her up and laid her gently down on his bed on the attic. He looked deep in her eyes. What if he was to strong? She laid her hands in her neck and smiled.
'I trust you,' she whispered, 'you won't hurt me.'
With that assurance he bent over and kissed her. And so, in the late evening at the end of august they made love, and gave themselves to each other.
The next day Conner woke with Morgan still sleeping in his arms. For a first time since long he allowed himself to let his feelings take over. And he enjoyed every moment of it, with his everything in his arms. She was breathing slowly and he could feel her raising chest against his side. Her hand laid on his chest, next to his heart. He took her hand and kissed it. If only this moment could last for ever. If only he was not Superboy, but just a normal person! If only…when he looked at the sleeping Morgan in his arms, he realized it did not matter. She loved him, that was all he needed. He closed his eyes, but soon heard the voices from downstairs.
'I am not waking him!' Wally said, 'You go on!'
'Wally, come one!' Dick said, 'Just wake him, we have to go.'
Conner knew enough. He sighed and looked at Morgan. Still sleeping. He had to go. He had to say goodbye. He removed his arm and she woke up. Still a bit fuzzy by the sleep she looked at him. He laughed and kissed her. Morgan slowly woke up and looked at him, while he got out of bed and dressed himself. She had seen the look in his eyes, time to go. Morgan sat up straight in bed. Conner sat down next to her, while he put on his boots. Morgan just looked at him. His muscles. His jaw line. His dark hair. His fierce eyes.
'Here, I think this will look good on you too,' Conner said and handed her a green shirt. Morgan smiled and pulled it over her head. Just like his red shirt, she could drown in this one. It smelled like him. She already loved it.
'Thank you,' she said and climbed out of bed.
After their goodbyes Morgan went back to bed for an other hour or two and later ate a small breakfast. Martha was already doing the laundry, but Jonathan still sat beside Morgan. He was reading the newspaper. On front of it was a large photo. Superman and Batman on front of it. But she barely saw them. She immediately noticed Conner, her Conner.
'I have to go downtown,' Jonathan said and laid the papers down, 'Want to join me?'
'Sure,' Morgan smiled. She was already dressed anyway. A big green shirt with a monkey on it with a black legging. Some All Stars under it and she would be all done!
Together with Jonathan Morgan walked through Smallville. There was something wrong with the car and it was being fixed right now. Jonathan wanted to have a drink somewhere with Morgan and they were making their way over to The Small Ville. A dinning café. A couple of Jonathan's friends were there too and they were very curious about Morgan. She realizes she had not been in town before that day. Jonathan introduced her, proudly, as the girlfriend of Conner. The men were amazed that Jonathan had finally found someone who could handle the strong boy. Morgan only smiled at them, if they only knew.
Morgan had a wonderful time with Jonathan. They talked about almost everything. After they had had some coffee, they went for a walk around town. Several times they had stopped and chatted with some friend of the Kent's. Morgan was not used to that, but enjoyed it. Some way or another, Jonathan always managed to stay calm and polite. She admired him for that.
'Tell me, Jonathan,' Morgan said, 'why do Kent and Conner sometimes say 'mom and dad' and other times 'aunt and uncle' to you and Martha?'
'Well,' Jonathan explained, 'officially we're their aunt and uncle. But to them, we became more like a father and a mother. So, that's how.'
'Wasn't it strange for you? To suddenly raise a boy who was the strongest of all the universe?'
'Well, yes, but ev-ev…' suddenly Jonathan stopped and grabbed his chest. He looked at Morgan and fell on the ground. Morgan screamed and knelt down beside him.
'Somebody help!' she yelled. A man knelled down beside her.
'Heart attack, call 911!' he said and handed his phone, while he started CPR.
'Hello, it's my uncle. Yes, he having a heart attack! Please, come quickly!' Morgan had tears in her eyes while she told the kind woman on the other side of the line what happened and where she was and how old Jonathan was. Within a few minutes the ambulance had arrived. The paramedics complimented the men who had done the CPR on Jonathan and took Morgan with them. Jonathan was now awake, but very fuzzy. Morgan bit her lip and held Jonathan's hand with two hands.
'Martha, it's me,' Morgan made a call, while some nurses were looking after Jonathan, 'No, I'm fine. It's Jonathan. He has had a heart attack. No, he's fine now. Yes, we're at the hospital. Alright, alright. Good, I'll see you in twenty minutes. And Martha. It will be alright, ok?'
As Morgan hung up the phone, she dropped down to the floor and cried. A nurse came by and led her to Jonathan's room. He was sleeping. Morgan sat down next to his bed and took his hand. It was cold. She looked at Jonathan.
'Don't give up, Jonathan, please don't give up,' she begged him whispering.
Martha arrived indeed within twenty minutes and sat next to Morgan. Jonathan woke up when his wife kissed his head and he smiled. They said a few words to each other and Jonathan assured them he would be just fine. He had even laughed. After that he had fallen asleep again. Morgan and Martha looked at each other and smiled. He would be fine, they just knew. Martha told Morgan she had left a note at home, in case the boys would return. Morgan told Martha a nurse had told her that Jonathan would probably be going home the day after tomorrow.
Morgan slowly opened her eyes. Next to her Martha was sleeping in her chair. Jonathan still laid in his bed. Morgan had fallen asleep half on the chair, half on the bed. She sighed and stood up. She really had to go to the bathroom! She looked at the clock. Four o'clock. She laid a plaid over Martha and softly walked out of the room. When she closed the door she first stretched herself and wiped over her face. She made her back crack and wondered how long it had been since she had felt so miserably. Morgan looked down the hallways. Across the room of Jonathan was a small open space with a few couches. The left hallway was calm, there were a few doctors and some nurses. When she looked at the right hallway her eyes immediately filled with tears again. Conner, Clark and Lois were coming her way. Conner ran to her and wrapped her in his arms. Morgan could not control herself and began crying, again. She could not say anything and he did not know what to say. When Clark and Lois reached them, they pulled apart. Still standing close to each other. Morgan laid her hand on his shoulder, while Conner laid his arm around her waist.
'How is he?' Clark asked, there was no reason to ask anything else.
'Fine, sleeping,' Morgan said and took a deep breath.
'What happened?' Lois asked, she had red eyes just like Morgan.
'We were downtown and he just collapsed,' Morgan could hear her voice going up and swallowed. Conner kissed her head.
'Martha is sleeping beside him right now,' Morgan continued, 'The doctor said he can go home tomorrow of the day after.'
'That's great news,' Clark smiled.
Just to be sure, the doctors wanted to keep Jonathan at the hospital for another day. After that he could go home. There would be a nurse checking in on him, and after a month he would have to come to the hospital for a big check. Clark and Lois took Martha back home for some rest and to get some things for Jonathan. Conner had to go back to the Justice League but he would be back at the end of the day, he promised. Morgan staid by the side of Jonathan. By the end of the day she was exhausted. Jonathan send all of them home, even though no one wanted. Right now Clark, Lois, Conner and Morgan were sitting in the living room. Martha was already sleeping. They were watching Indiana Jones: The Temple of Doom. Usually the movie would completely freak Morgan out. But now, she was half asleep. She laid curled up under the protecting arm of Conner. They were all tired. Clark and Conner were the only ones who would be all fit with just one hour of sleep. Conner could feel how the head of Morgan slowly fell down. He knew what time it was: bed time.
'Come on,' he said and slowly stood up. Morgan did not protest against it. She just took his hand and followed him up the stairs. Lois and Clark smiled at her. Morgan looked like a little child.
'Come on, Morgan,' Conner said, when he stood above the stairs. Morgan was half way the stairs and just stopped. He feared she was going to fall. She looked at him, completely fuzzy by the sleep.
'I can't,' she sighed. Conner smiled and tried real hard not to laugh. He walked to her and lifted her up. By the time he reached his room she was already sleeping. Gently he laid her down on his bed and took of her legging. He threw it on the chair, together with his own clothes. When he laid down in bed, Morgan immediately crawled up against him and sighed. Conner kissed her head and closed his eyes as he wrapped his arm around her.
Both Martha and Jonathan were a bit spoiled the next few weeks. Lois stayed with them when Clark and Conner had to leave again. Jonathan had to rest a lot, and the girls thought that Martha deserved a small vacation as well. So, they brought them breakfast every morning in bed, together with the paper. Lois did the laundry, while Morgan cleaned the house. Lois cooked, while Morgan drove Martha and Jonathan around so they could enjoy a walk together. It did work. Martha and Jonathan both relaxed a bit and got to enjoy each other's company again. Even though Lois and Morgan worked hard, they enjoyed it. It kept them busy. All though, after the first check of Jonathan, Lois had to leave again. She did still have a job. Martha said it did not mind, after all, they had had a vacation for quite a while now and she wanted to get busy again. Jonathan was the only one who still had to take it easy. And Martha and Morgan made sure he did. Still, Morgan was getting a bit worried. It had been a while since she had heard from Conner. Martha assured her he was just fine, but Morgan was not so sure about that.