Chapter 5
Blair's POV
After I pried the demon from her little fortress of cold air A.K.A the ventilation system, and back to her mother who was waiting for her at the hospital. I watched the security feed of the labs on my CPFA, I was pissed now, a man that had aided the assassin known as Cheshire, a man I'd had a run in with before and made a vow to kill the next time I saw him. I needed to punch something, but I couldn't unfortunately I had a meeting to attend, and I was running late.
I sat in the long conference room, we'd been in here for over an hour discussing the possibilities of our situation, it was only high ranking officials in the room, though they were all twice my age, we all seemed to have a mutual respect, it was kind of awesome. But I was bored out of my brains, there is a reason why I'm not cut out for a higher rank than I am now, I'm a field agent in every way.
I'm terrible at sitting still for extended periods of time, I can't do it, even in a hostage situations. I hate being in a hostage situation, and I'm frequently in that situation, I'm useful as bait, I get underestimated due to my age, trust me that's the worst thing you could ever do. We had every resource in our disposal on this case trying to figure out who would risk a war between world powers. And why?
As far as meeting to discuss the fate of a rather small but powerful country, it could've been worse. The country would be on alert for the next few days and the king would release a press statement, informing other countries of the attack and the effect that the unknown leader had hoped it would trigger.
The meeting was officially over, we had a plan of action, the press release would unravel the unknown leaders plot for destabilization among the world powers and the increase in lab security and a personal Falcon bodyguard for each scientist involved, we'd call in the justice league so we could get secure safe houses for all people involved with serum Q.
And to further my problems my mother had attempted to call me a few times, and it would be inappropriate to call her in a meeting. Plus I was still pretty pissed off at her.
I'd hidden so much of my life from her, I'd had to set a plan for Kate to pretend to be me for a month when I'd gotten caught in a mission (on purpose we'd needed intel and I was the one for it) 6 months ago, my team had to rescue me but we'd lost one of our team mates, we'd lost a friend, a sister. I vowed on that day I would kill that son of a b***h assassin who blew up the building she was in.
And don't even get me started on my dad appearing out of nowhere, and blowing my mom's secret. Not cool, he cannot just show up in my life like that and start messing stuff up. I needed to switch my brain off, I needed to spar with someone, or have a drink, maybe both. Looks like I'd be making a stop at brutality on the way home. I needed to blow off steam, I hoped for everyone's sakes that no one else needed me today or I'd explode.
I was dripping in sweat, I'd got a cut or two and my sweat was mingling with my blood, god how the hell did I get a boyfriend. I was going hard tonight, I was on my sixth person at the club and had far too many Cuba Libre's, my work wasn't getting sloppier but I was getting a little dizzy, I guessed it was time to go home and face the music, if I had to find out secrets about my life, I'd rather it be whilst slightly inebriated.
I open the front door it was about 7 so my mom would still be up. No doubt conspiring with my father about what amount of truth that they would tell me.
"Blair." My mother hugs me with a sigh of relief.
"What's with the hugging?" I ask confused
"You're okay."
"Well if I wasn't my team wouldn't let me be here, they'd make me sit in the med bay, I've only got a few scrapes, other people are much worse and need a lot more assistance than me I can clear up my own scrapes." I say.
"Blair, can we talk?"
"(Is Wally here or has he gone back to the motherland with Dick?)"
"America is not the motherland." She exasperated.
"But you didn't deny he'd gone home with Dick." I point out.
"Your dad, went back to America but to his parents' house not Dick's, they lost him for years too."
"I never had him to loose, mom, I get it seriously, he's my dad he wants to know me, but I just need some time to adjust to go from having one parent alive and the other dead, to having both alive, it's going to take time."
"I never said it wouldn't. But I've been thinking, I want to go home, I haven't been in years, I miss my friends, my family, my life. I don't coming here for a minute, but now I want to go home, sweetie I want you to know where you come from. I know I have a lot of explaining to do, but so do you."
"Yeah, I guess we need to stop lying to each other."
"Yeah, I think we need to, it's always been you and me, and if adding your dad into everything is going too quickly or everything get scary, tell me and we can sort it, I want your opinions on everything, okay?"
"Okay." I say taking a breath, "Can I think about the moving to America thing?"
Her eyes dim a little, knowing that a word from me would change her plan, I hated that she was leaving this decision up to me but I'd hate it even more if I wasn't consulted. I needed to think, I knew the right thing to do, and I just didn't know if I could do it.
My mom told me the whole story starting at the beginning and ending at my birth. It wasn't her blood that she missed but her surrogate family, the people who trusted her without limits, the people who always had her back, her team. Her team that was not unlike mine.
They'd had good times and bad times, they'd loved and lost, I guess all that mattered with a good team is that you had each other's backs and were willing to lose everything for each other. I know my team would, I'm guessing my mom had this same kind of trust and faith with her team. God I sound like a pixie from one of those Disney films that Emilia loves.
By the time I was updated on everything I had a new respect for my mom and I also understood why she never wanted me to be a falcon. I have family I never knew about, a whole team of people who love my mom, and never knew me, her real family sucked, she didn't tell me names she called her sister Jade, she was an assassin so was her dad.
I tell mom about the last 5 years what I've kept from her. I start with the first of my fights at brutality, after 2 years getting noticed by the Falcons being offered an early entry to the falcon force, they saw me fighting. I told her about my hazing in training, how I got pushed to my limits and beyond, forming the bonds with my current team, Nik's over-protectiveness, the other recruits pushing me because I was the 'baby'.
I cried when I got to Amara, and what she did for me, I didn't give specifics, my mom wouldn't push, I doubt my mom would react very well to discovering a stranger had lived in her home for over a month without her knowing.
I told her about my team and our roles, I didn't let her know about how I frequently get used as bait to lure out criminals, she'd never let me out of the house again, and probably sign me up for a nunnery.
It was almost midnight when my phone bleeped, I was barely though the bit about Amara and nowhere near to today. Amara died just over a year ago, sometimes I struggle to believe that she's gone. Now her killer had been a hairsbreadth away and I'd lost him I was furious at myself. My mom took my phone off of me before I could answer it, "Hey!" I cry out in indignation.
"Hey yourself, you need to sleep, you can answer this in the morning."
"Can I at least check if it's important?"
"No sleep first, then answer it. Promise me."
"Fine." I say sourly, pouting as I drag myself up to my room. It better not have been important.
I wake up in the middle of the night, half panicking because of my dream ( seeing that blonde assassin guy had made my mind dredge up bad memories of the night when Amara had been killed.), half wondering what the hell that noise was.
I went to the window, my room was in the roof so I had a great view, below my window was nik, throwing snowballs at my window.
("What are you doing?!") I whisper shout
("Sorry, your phone was off, I wanted to see if you were okay.")
("I'm fine.") I say looking at him, I wasn't I was tired, scared, confused, annoyed, angry, sad, I was feeling so many emotions and obviously he knew it because he started to climb up the tree next to my room.
("I saw the footage.") He says quietly once he reaches my window sill.
"…"
("Do you want to talk about it?")
("No.") I whisper, trying to keep my voice from cracking if I talked about it I knew I'd cry and get angry.
("Okay.") He says climbing into my room, pulling me into a tight hug.
("I love you.") I say into his shoulder.
("I love you too.") He says, giving my forehead a kiss.
("My dad's alive.") I say.
("I know.")
("My mom was a superhero.")
("Yeah, so I heard.")
("She wants me to think about moving back to America.")
("What do you want to do?")
("I don't know. What do you think I should do?") I ask.
("I know what you should do, but that goes against what I want.")
("I have to move don't I?")
("Yeah, plus I think a change of scenery might be good for you.")
("But what if I don't like it?")
("Then you can always come home, you've got clearance for the justice leagues' Zeta tubes. I'd go for it, get to know your dad, find out some knew things, I think you'll regret not doing it. But if you chose the other way, you can stay home, do the same things every day. if your mom says it's your call on if you guys move or not, it's your call, but I think about how much your mom does for you and how much she's given up, even if you only go until you're eighteen, you're giving her life back. It's only a year, and you can come back whenever you want, heck you better come back all the time.") he says looking in my eyes.
("When did you get so smart?")
("When I realized I had be, or I'd lose one of the best things in my life.")
("And what would that be?") I ask teasing.
("You.")
("You're such a sap.") I say kissing his cheek
He smiles, ("A sap who has your birthday present.")
("Present?")
("What you think I'd let your birthday pass without giving you something, although technically it's not your birthday anymore.")
I give him look, he hands me a small box, and I look at him quizzically. ("Don't look at me like that, it's not an engagement ring, I know not before you're 20.") he teases, making a joke about how Bree and I planned our dream weddings when we were 10.
I stick my tongue out at him before opening the box. It's a small ring, it has a thin silver band and a small gemstone in the middle shaped like a love heart, it's simple but beautiful. I get tears in my eyes.
("I love it. Thank you.") I say, slipping it on my right ring finger, I kiss him.
("It's my heart so take care of it.") He says jokingly.
("I love you, idiot.") I say pulling him onto my bed, he holds me until I fall asleep in his arms.
"Blair Alice Mary Iris Worra! And Niklaus Ferdinand Ganix! "My mom shouts at us through the door hatch.
I roll suddenly flipping off my bed landing in a crouch, Nik just groans and pulls himself upwards.
"Yes?" he asks drowsily, before his eyes snap open in a panic. His expression read crap.
"Okay, how'd you know he was here?"
"I'm mom, I know everything."
"Okay, how really?"
"He was throwing snowballs at a window, at 3 am in the morning, and proceeded to climb up a tree into my daughter's bed room. I'm not a total idiot."
"So you admit, you're a fraction of an idiot?"
"Don't push it young lady, the only reason you're not grounded is because you are both fully clothed, and I trust the pair of you not to be completely stupid."
"Thanks mom. Oh and I made a decision."
"You did?" My mom asks with an excited smile.
"Yeah, I'll give it a shot, I'll move to America, at least until I'm 18, and I'll rethink again next year."
My mom's smile is so big I think it's going to break her whole face in two. "Blair, thank you." She says jumping on me tackling me in a big hug, I know I've made the right decision, I don't think I've ever seen my mom this happy.
"So, you want to use the justice league Zeta and meet your family, seeing as we can both use them."
"You can use the zeta's?"
"Yeah, your dad can too."
"Really?"
"Yeah, we were on team of young superheroes, what did you expect us to do walk from Gotham to long island every day?" My mom says sarcastically
"No."
"Blair? Yes or no?"
"Yeah, maybe we can-"
I'm interrupted by the bleeping of my CPFA, I groan internally.
"I have to get this, I'm sorry."
"Are you always this busy?" my mom asks
"Not always. I promise."
"Babe did you get that information on the CPFA?" Nik says walking in, somewhere in the conversation we'd migrated down to the kitchen.
"I just got it, is it really important?"
"It has to be pieced together still, okay? Take the day off, have a good day with your mom."
"But-"
"No. Do it, B it was your birthday yesterday, just go celebrate."
"Okay."
"I'll see you later." He says giving me a quick kiss on the cheek.
My mom smiles from my left passing me a coffee.
"So, who do you want to meet first?"
"I don't know, whoever I guess."
"How about your dad's family?"
Wally's POV
When Artemis called me earlier asking if Blair could meet my crazy family, and that would involve telling them. I got back late last night or early this morning I'm not sure time zones confuse me.
"Hey mom! Dad! Can you come down here for a minute?" I call from the kitchen it was early in the morning, around 6 my mom and dad were up. I was living at home until I found somewhere to live
"Yes, son." His mom was there at a speed that would rival Uncle Barry's
"I need to tell you something, slash ask you."
"Go ahead son." His dad's warm baritone responds
"Um I found out yesterday, so don't kill me."
"What did you do?" My mom asks with a very parental tone.
"Well it's more what 2 people did 17 years ago if you catch my drift."
"What did 2 people do 17 years ago- oh. Oooh. I see." My mom says shocked.
"What the oh oooh for?" My dad asks completely lost.
"Artemis and I had a kid, I didn't know, I promise."
"Wallace Rudolph West!"
And that's the reason I got chased around the house with a spatula.
"Oh yeah, and Artemis is bringing hr over later. Bye!"
"Wallace Rudolph West get back here right now!" My mom shouts after me.
Hi! sorry this was a day late I was at a friend's house and my laptop was at my house. Once again I own nothing that DC Comics or Warner bros. own. Alright my lovelies, I have to go do my maths homework or get another detention, I swear my maths teacher is a demon in disguise who wants me to die. Who else is excited for Christmas! Review, tell your friends. Please feel free to point out any mistakes, tell me opinions or any plot things or references that you think would make this story pretty cool.