Chapter 14; My Life, My Love, My Everything

'Morgan?' Conner said soft as he walked into their room. The only sound was the tapping rain on the window. It was getting dark sooner, but with the curtains for the window it was even darker. Conner saw Morgan lying on bed. Quickly he kicked of his boots. Morgan did not move nor said a thing. Gently he laid himself close to Morgan. He laid his hand on her hip and kissed her head.
'How are you?' he whispered. Even though he could already guess the answer. Now Morgan turned around. Her eyes were still red from her tears. She laid her head against his chest and wrapped her arms around him. Conner lifted his head a bit, so she could crawl under it and he took her close in his arms.
'She's not my mom,' she whispered, 'She's not.'
'How do you know that?' they kept whispering to each other, as if they were afraid to awaken something.
'I just know,' she said, 'My mom died eleven years ago.'
'Than who is that woman?' Morgan sighed and sniffed.
'I don't know,' she said.
'Hey, it'll be just fine,' Conner hushed her, 'We'll figure this out, alright?'
'Alright,' she said.
'Hey, look at me,' Conner backed off a bit and looked deep in her eyes, 'We will solve this, got it?'
'Got it,' Morgan said and took a deep breath. Conner smiled and kissed. Then he took her back in his embrace and did not let go of her until she slept.

'Are you sure, miss O'Sullivan?' the detective asked again. Morgan and Conner stood before a large door. Morgan wanted to see the body with her own eyes. That way she could tell if it really was her mother of not. The police agreed with the idea, but the one they had send was a bit of a sissy. He had asked Morgan several times now if she was sure to see a dead body. Morgan had seen several dead bodies. She had seen her own mother die. Morgan began thinking that it was the man who could not stand dead bodies. She almost wanted to yell at the man right now for asking her the same freaking question again! But she controlled herself and just nodded.
'Alright,' the man said and opened the door. He walked to the door with number 4526 on it. He looked at Morgan, but did not dare to ask her again. Her boyfriend was scary. He opened the door, pulled out the draw and murmured something that sounded like 'I'll give you a moment'. The male nurse rolled with his eyes and lifted the blanket up. Showing only the face. Morgan let go of Conner's hand and stepped closer. She took a deep breath and examined the face. Freckles. Short brown hair. Scar on her left cheek. Flower tattoo with Morgan's name in it
'Could you…' Morgan did not finish her sentence, but the male nurse understood and lowered the blanket a bit more. Morgan had seen her mother naked more than once. When she was high, she liked to take of her clothes and run around the house.
'Thanks,' she whispered and went on. Several other tattoos were visible, Morgan knew every one of them. It all seemed right. Every tattoo, every scar, everything. Suddenly a thought flashed through her eyes. Aunt Moira! But could it be? Nah. But she to know. She had to know, fur sure.
'Could you open her eyes, please?' Morgan asked. The nurse looked a bit confused by her question, but gently opened both eyes.
'I knew it,' Morgan smiled and looked at the nurse, 'This is my aunt, Moira. She looked just like my mom, but her eyes are green. My mother's eyes are brown.'
'Are you sure?' the man asked.
'One hundred percent,' Morgan said and as straightened her back she looked at Conner, 'I knew it wasn't Abigaël.'
'I'll get the cop,' he smirked.
'Why would she do that?' the nurse asked, looking at Moira.
'I don't know,' Morgan said, 'I really don't know.'

'Are fucking serious?' Roy said gasping. Conner just told them the story about what happened with the body who everybody thought was Abigaël.
'I mean it,' he said as he threw his towel into the laundry basket. They had just been on a mission and after that they always took a shower and talked a bit. Dick was shaking his head.
'Some people…' Dick sighed.
'Ah, I'm just glad everything worked out,' Conner said as he put on his boxer.
'I'm guessing you don't want to have a drink with us?' Wally said, while he noticed how quickly Conner was putting his cloths on.
'Sorry, guys, some other time,' he smiled. Wally pouted.
'Come on guys,' Kaldur sighed, 'Let him have some fun.'
'Some fun? Some fun!' Wally said dramatically, 'He just wants to sing a song!'
'Please don't,' Conner sighed. But it was too late. Wally jumped up a bench and started singing.
'I've just had sex! And it felt, so good! Felt so good! A woman let me put my penis inside of her!'*
'Shut up,' Roy said and pushed him of the bench, 'I'm never getting that song out of my head!'
'I'll call it 'Superboy's Confession',' Wally giggled.
'Shut up,' Conner said and gave him a small punch.
'So, having any plans tonight?' Dick asked.
'Home alone,' Conner said and smiled, 'Big plans.'
'Shall I sing again?' Wally said moving his eyebrows.
'Only if you want to die,' Conner threatened him. He quickly put something in his pocket and said goodbye.
'Did you see that?' Dick said.
'I think so,' Roy smiled.
'Don't get to wet!' Wally yelled and got a punch on his head from Roy, 'What? It's raining!'

'I'm home,' Conner yelled and closed the door. He walked to the kitchen and drank a glass of water. Lois, Martha and Jonathan had gone to Lois's parents, since they also wanted to spend some time with their grandson. That meant for Morgan and Conner that they would be home alone for four days. This was the second day and since Conner was not sure when he had to go back to the Watch Tower he wanted to use every hour tonight. First they would go to a movie and than they would go to some restaurant. Conner realized Morgan had not answered him.
'Babe?' he yelled and stroke Wolf. He was such a nice dog. Even Bradley liked him.
'Coming,' he heard her say. She just talked, because she knew he would hear her. He smiled and drank the last bit of water. He took a deep breath and went through the night once more. It would be perfect. When Morgan hopped down the stairs, Conner gasped. She looked beautiful. Morgan wore a short light blue dress with long sleeves and a blue tight under it. She had several black bracelets around her left wrist and a simple locker around her neck. Her hair was, as usual, loose. She smiled at him and kissed him.
'Ready?' he asked.
'Ready when you are,' she smiled.

Conner did not tell Morgan where they were going, not even in the car. They drove for an hour and ended up in a city Morgan had never been before. Conner smiled, that was a good thing. They went to the movie. It was not really 'date' movie. Unless you call 'Termintator 7; Revenge of Cameron Connor' a romantic movie. Morgan was not really into 'chick' movies and wanted some guns and shooting. As long as the movie had a real story. Conner would go with anything right now, he was getting more and more nervous. Morgan did not notice, she just stared at the movie and more than once shrieked. And even though it was raining so hard Conner and Morgan were almost soaked to the bone when they reached the restaurant, Conner could not have wished for a better night. As Morgan was babbling on about the movie, Conner ate his Greek dish and just looked at her. He felt his heartbeat rising with every minute. The Greek restaurant was lovely. It had several statues and the walls were painted to make it look like you were in ancient Greece. Morgan loved it.
'Are you alright?' Morgan suddenly asked and looked at him.
'Just fine,' he smiled. Morgan accepted his answer and went on about some actor. She told him that his name was Alex Pettyfer, and he had been her favorite for many years. Even now that he was getting older and older and his hair was far from blond. She totally agreed with the Oscars he had won, only less with the ones he did not win. Conner made up his mind. It was now or never. He stood up en knelt down before Morgan. She gasped and looked at him while he reached in his pocket. Several other people looked at them too. Morgan's face became one smile, but she tried to hold herself together. He opened the little box and took her hand. In the small box was a small, silver ring. The ring had a small diamond on it in the shape of a rose. The ring itself was made out of one silver string. Decorated with Celtic 'lines' in white gold.
'Morgan,' Conner swallowed. Damn, this was harder than he had expected.
'Yes,' she said soft. He was fucking Superboy, he had to do this!
'Since the day I've met you, I knew you were different,' he said and just looked at her, nothing else mattered, 'You have taught me so much. About trust. Friendship. Love. Almost everything I thought I knew. You are the greatest thing that has even happened in my life, and I don't regret one day since we've met. I need you in my life, because you are my life. I love you, Morgan Jane Rebecca O'Sullivan, and without you I cannot live. Will you please marry me?'
'Yes, with all my heart, yes!' Morgan said within a gasp and Conner gently slit the ring on her finger. He stood up, taking her with him and kissed her. The other guests applauded and Morgan felt tears on her cheek. Conner lifted her in the air as he kissed her. He did it, he fucking did it! He had never been so proud at himself.
'Do you like it?' Conner asked when they sat down again. Morgan looked at her ring.
'It's the most beautiful ring I've ever seen,' she said, 'Don't you have one?'
'No,' he smiled.
'You should get one too!' she told him, 'Just a plain silver one, if you like.'
'Sure, why not,' he said and kissed her hand.

After they had had a lovely dinner, the staff of the restaurant had given them a special dessert because of their engagement, Morgan and Conner had walked through town. Looking for a jeweler which was still open. Finally they found one. He just wanted to close up, but after Conner explained why he needed a ring, the kind man opened up again and even helped them finding a ring. When they bade the man goodnight, Conner wore a simple, firm, 'manly' silver ring on his finger. The only thing Morgan could look at, when they were riding back home, was her ring. She had never been much of a jewelry person, but this ring was breathtaking. Morgan looked at Conner and stroke through his hair. Just for one moment she thought about him living for ever and she dying one day. But that would be something for the future, not for now.

'We're home!' Lois sang through the house. Morgan and Conner looked at each other and stood up. They walked hand in hand to the hall and waited a moment so the other three put down their bags, Clark was already gone and Bradley was not carrying anything of course. Morgan and Conner just smiled and said hello. Bradley made a funny noise when he saw Conner and reached for him. Lois just placed him on the ground and let him crawl to Conner. Conner picked him up and took Morgan's hand again.
'Are you two alright?' Martha asked a bit doubting. The two of them just stood there.
'We want to tell you something,' Conner said.
'Alright, tell us,' Jonathan said, when they sat down at the kitchen table.
'Well uhm,' Conner was not sure how to tell this, so he just told them, 'I asked Morgan to marry me.'
'O my God,' Lois said after a short silence, 'Congratulations you guys!'
'Thank you,' Morgan said as she stood up to receive the hug from Lois. Quick after that Martha and Jonathan followed. They were so happy with the news. Lois loved the ring of Morgan and complimented Conner so many times it made him blush. Several times Morgan asked how their trip had been, but Lois only wanted to talk about them. How did Conner ask you? How did Morgan react to you? Did she cry? You did not have ring, Conner? And so she went on and on. Martha had to take a napkin and wipe her tears away, she was so happy. Lois actually wanted to go and plan the wedding right away, but Morgan and Conner just looked at each other and laughed. There was no rush with that.

'You're late, Superboy!' Batman snapped, 'Where have you been?'
'Where do you think?' Wally said when Conner walked into the meeting room.
'Do you want to explain yourself?' Batman said.
'Uhm yeah,' Conner said and raised his hands, 'I'm getting married!'
'O my God,' Artemis said, 'That's amazing, Superboy!'
'Way to go!' several other comments followed. Every member of the Justice League congratulated him and Conner even got a hug from several of them. Clark was so proud, tears welled up in his eyes. After all, Conner was his son.

'Morgan! How are you!' Olivia ran up to Morgan and hugged her. Morgan now worked in the library. She was still friends with Olivia and Annie and several others, but was not allowed to return to the dinning café. She was ok with that. Working at the library was so much more fun, she thought.
'Great, how are you?'
'Good, good,' Olivia said and suddenly looked at Morgan's hand, 'What is that? Is that what I think it is? Morgan…'
'I'm getting married!' Olivia yelled with Morgan and hugged some more.
'So, when is the big day?' Olivia asked wide eyes, her ginger hair still jumping up and down.
'We're not sure yet, but there's no hurry,' Morgan smiled.
'O girl, I'm so happy for you!' Olivia hugged Morgan again.

*) The song that Wally sings: .com/watch?v=GilUhwIDdMc