Sorry that this chapter is short and all about Cynthadore, haha!

Chapter 3

By the time CJ returned to the apartment, it was only three in the afternoon. To disguise herself- hopefully it worked- CJ had stuffed a black beanie in her jacket. With it, she stuffed all her hair up into her, covered her eyebrows and ears, rolled down the sleeves of her jacket, buttoned it up and turned her pants inside out so that no one could see the yellow (She had changed at a gas station bathroom, which was outside, so that hopefully no one saw). Hopefully, people didn't connect the red jacket and boots to Firebug.

Once inside her apartment, she began to unbutton her jacket and removed the beanie, letting her long red hair fall around her shoulder. She removed the gloves and was about to take the jacket off and go to her room to change when she walked completely into the living area and saw a woman standing by the woman.

CJ quickly dropped the gloves and brought fire to her hand as the woman turned around to face CJ. "Who are you?" CJ asked. She was definitely not human, having pale blue skin, black eyes with no whites, but other than those she looked human. She had a pink outfit on, armor really. She had shoulder pads, bracers, chest plate, boots, chin pads, a helmet, and bottoms only wrapping around her butt. The armor was lined with white. Her helmet was more of a sort of crown, her face open but protecting the top of her forehead and the front of the top of her head, leading into two point that were symmetrical and equally distance, pulling back long flowing black hair. A type of pink fabric hung from her waist, but only in the front, dangling in front of her legs, and another piece was around her shoulders, falling into a type of cape.

She had to be an alien, but CJ didn't think she was Justice League. And why did her armor look so familiar?

The woman smiled, showing perfectly aligned white teeth. "There is no need for that," she said, looking at the fire in CJ's hand. Her voice sounded like beautiful singing. "I come only to speak with you."

CJ shifted, moving towards the kitchen. "Ted!" she called, glancing back towards the hall.

The woman smiled again. "He is sleeping peacefully, and having pleasant dreams."

"Who are you?" CJ asked, not completely believing that Ted was even here. "What have you done to Ted?"

The woman shook her head and held her hands together. "My name is Zarriane. My duty is to tend to you. I am not to intervene, but you are not following your path as quickly as we'd like."

"Duty? What are you talking about? My path? Are you some kind of Doctor Fate? He doesn't really control fate, you know."

The woman smiled again. She took a step towards CJ, and CJ took a step back. The woman frowned slightly, then lifted one of her hands. A pink light seemed to glow and shimmer from her, towards CJ. She went to back away from it, but she was frozen. She struggled to get out of whatever was happening, but could barely move a millimeter. She couldn't bring the fire or take the release the fire in her hand, either.

The woman in pink stopped a foot from CJ and stared down at the fire still in her hand. "I know that you will learn to embrace your feelings. You just need a little help." She met CJ's gaze and smiled slightly again. "Do not be afraid. I will not hurt you. I'm here to help." Then she touched CJ on the forehead, and CJ was released.

Her eyelids were heavy, she became drowsy and numb. She fell to the floor and was immediately unconscious.

CJ was sitting at the island that separated the kitchen and the living room. She was in a white tank top and gray shorts, and her hair was all brought to one side. She sighed, bored, for about the fourth time. She had been waiting patiently now for a while.

She heard his footsteps from the hallway coming toward her, and stood with a small grin on her face. Ted came into the kitchen, and headed to the fridge. He stopped halfway, seeing CJ standing there, grinning.

"What?" He asked, coming around the island to stand in front of her.

She shrugged, her grin growing. She took a step towards him, inches away, and gently grabbed the collar of his shirt. "I don't know," she said teasingly.

He smiled, teeth and all. "Yeah you do," he told her, reaching out to grab her around the waist, and leaning his face down towards her. His gaze lowered to her mouth, the smile still present.

CJ reached up on her tippy toes and brought their faces together, bringing her other hand up and around his neck. She felt herself grow warm as they kissed, and it felt so right, like every time they did.

Ted moaned against her mouth, driving him to grab her around her waist and lift her up onto the island. She gasped, and then giggled. "I do."

They pressed against each other, and they fit against each other perfectly. Being with Ted, even if they were just talking, was where CJ was meant to be. He made her happy, when they were together or when she was just thinking about him. He was with her wherever she went, because she knew that he loved her. They were made to be with each other.

Soon enough, Ted no longer had a shirt on, and CJ was in the process of losing her shorts. CJ began to grow hotter by a few degrees. She was getting excited. Ted began to sweat, but didn't mind the hot temperature. Both enjoyed the heat that was a part of her.

CJ woke up with a gasp. Ted's face was over hers, and she sat up with a start and backed away from him, doing a sort of crab walk. She ended up sitting with her back to the back of the couch.

Her dreams were usually incoherent; there were blurs, lights, colors, and sounds, but CJ never saw or heard anything that made sense. So why had she suddenly had a dream that was exactly like living? And why was her first one with Ted? In the dream, her and Ted had been together. What could have brought the dream? Waking up with him over her certainly hadn't helped.

She stared at Ted, shocked, feeling herself grow warm all over, even the temperature growing a few degrees. Was this real? Was Ted really there, kneeling on the floor, three feet away? Was this still part of the dream?

She looked around, and saw her gloves nearby lying on the floor past the couch. How had she fallen asleep on the floor? She had been out at that bank robbery, come home, and had begun to relax. She didn't remember passing out.

Ted shifted, making her look back at him. She was awake. It had been a dream. She wouldn't kiss Ted, and Ted wouldn't kiss her back. She still felt like running away, but managed to stay put. What was he going to do?

"Are you okay?" He asked, brows lowering in concern. CJ managed to nod a few times. He stayed back, and CJ saw that he saw that she was fine where she was. "Did you pass out?"

She noticed that her jacket was open, and quickly wrapped it around herself. Ted noticed this, making him even more confused. CJ didn't need him to see her bare stomach. She pushed her hair away from her face, bringing her legs closer to herself. "I'm not sure."

She didn't know what was happening. She only started feeling like this when she had come to this world three weeks ago. No, when she met Ted. He was the closest friend she had ever had. Was that it? He was a doctor. Not a medical doctor, but a science doctor. Maybe he knew how the brain worked, and could tell her what it all meant. She really didn't want to, because she felt it would make her more uncomfortable, but she forced herself to. "Ted, I-"

An explosion sounded nearby, and it was loud enough to be heard without an open window. The floor beneath them shook, and CJ wondered for a moment if this was what an earthquake felt like.

But no, it was an explosion, because she and Ted stood and went to the closest window and peered outside.

Fire and smoke rose from a street nearby. CJ immediately went for the window, but Ted reached out a hand and gently grabbed her wrist. He didn't ask her to stop, or ask what she was doing. He knew that she had seen the fire, and she could put it out instantly. Her arms burned, the blood rushing and the temperature raising, but CJ looked up into his eyes, waiting for him to say something.

His gaze tore into CJ, and she really wanted to back away, but another part of her wanted to stay put. Even get closer. CJ fought to stay put. His eyes were pleading when he said, "Be careful."

She gave him a small smile, and he released her wrist. He took a step back, and she felt him watching as she opened the window and jumped out into the open sky.

She caught fire a story or two below, then glided towards the explosion sight, most thoughts of Ted gone.

If you didn't know: There was a Zamaron in their apartment, or Pink Lantern to some. They can teleport directly to a person in love and do something magical to make their love stronger. This Zamaron was growing impatient with CJ, because she didn't acknowledge her feelings for Ted, so she's giving CJ a little jump start with that dream that she gave her. The dream will be further explored in later chapters.

I'm also not sure if Zamarons do this exactly, but I do know that they keep two people in love from falling out of love, so I kinda just experimented with this one.

This will be the only time I'll ask for a review or feedback, mostly because I'm curious to see if any of you have better ideas on how the two will get together. I'd also like to know if any Green Lantern fans would like to chip in. Did you like that I added the Zamaron in, or am I putting way too many leaguers into the story? Your ideas (and complaints) are welcome here!