"Do you think there's a single person on Thanagar or Earth that doesn't despise us?"
"We loved the traitor! Loved and lost her - FOREVER!"
She was right. She was absolutely right. People hated her, despised her. No matter how much time may have passed, in their eyes, she was a traitor.
We loved her and lost her. Maybe forever. No, I loved her. I lost her. And I won't do anything to get her back.
One slam, two slams, three slams, and finally a fourth. A quick smile, then her voice.
"You enjoyed that a little too much."
A small smile. "Just letting off some steam. She broke my heart you know."
What the hell ever. Like seeing him with her didn't break her heart? Seeing her chance, Shayera swung and decapitated John's double.
"Likewise, I'm sure."
Seeing his shocked expression was like Christmas.
That Christmas was almost torn from them. Flash had almost left them. A few days after the incident, Shayera was still bothered by it. She had almost lost a member of her family. These days, Flash was practically her only family. Sighing, Shayera crossed her arms and leaned against the large window.
What would she have done if Flash never came back?
"You alright?"
The voice caught her off guard and Shayera turned toward the voice in an instant. Seeing who it was, she frowned and sighed yet again.
"Peachy. What do you want?"
John reached up and rubbed the back of his neck. "I saw you fly up here a while ago. I just wanted to see if you were still here."
"As you can see, I am. The good view however is now gone. If you don't mind, I'd like to go back to my room."
She began to walk by him. Or tried to. He reached out and grabbed her wrist.
"Shayera, please. Talk to me."
She tore her wrist from his grasp. "About what?" She hissed.
"Anything! Anything, just… please, don't let us go on like this."
Shayera watched John carefully. Slowly, she sat down at one of the nearby tables.
"Why? What's the point? You and I have changed far too much. You're with Vixen, and I'm… alone. That's how it should be."
John took in a sharp breath and quickly sat down across from her and took her hands.
"That doesn't mean that we can't be friends. After almost losing Wally, we need our family to remain as intact as possible. The original family."
Shayera stared at their hands and sighed. She seemed to be doing that a lot lately. "Our family has changed too. I only talk to Wally here. I may have helped Diana, but she still hates me. Superman is always in Metropolis just as Batman is in Gotham. J'onn stays up here all the time. And you?" Shayera stopped and took her hands away then looked out towards the window. "You're with Mari. That's that. I'm gonna just guess and say that the two of you aren't planning on a break up anytime soon."
"Wally and I find time to hang out. If he and I can, then so can we. I want us to be friends." When she didn't respond he pled. "Please look at me Shayera. Listen to what I'm saying. I'm begging you."
"I have listened. I know what I want and I know what you want. I'm going to go with what I want." She started to get up. "I am going to walk away now. You'll stay here, or go back to Mari, and I'll either find a bar or Wally."
John opened his mouth to protest but she quickly stood up and shot him a piercing gaze then went on. "You and I aren't friends. We're heroes who happen to work each other. That's it. No family, no friendships, and no romance. Not anymore." Her eyes softened and her voice became quiet. "If I haven't said it yet, I'm sorry. For all the pain and betrayal, I'm sorry. I never intended to hurt you." In an even softer voice she added. "I never intended to fall in love." She chuckled bitterly. "I guess that's why they call it 'falling'." She grabbed her mace and started to walk away. She didn't stop as she heard his voice.
"You and I both know that we can't just forget it ever happened. It was amazing and we can never forget it. I refuse to."
To herself and quietly so he couldn't hear Shayera whispered. "We can move on and accept it's over."