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Now that business is settled, I need to continue with this story. I realize that Rae and Jinx so need to hook up more, but I think I'm doing okay for a first timer! I own nothing that will get me sued, dismembered, impaled with pointy objects, set on fire, electrocuted, waterlogged, or cause me any bodily or mental harm.

Read on! Read on! Read it till your dream comes true!- With a few fervent apologies to Aerosmith.

"And this is it?" inquired the dark knight, looking to the watchtower terminal screen. "All of it?"

The super sleuth adjusted his hat, "Of course not."

Batman turned in the swivel chair to glare at him, "The rest of the data. Now."

Question sighed as he gestured to the files currently on screen, "This is all from my files and the Leagues."

"Then why-"

Question tapped his own temple, "It's all in here." The Bat continued to glare threateningly at him, but he wasn't as easily intimidated as others. "No. You can't know all of that boys dirty little secrets."

The founding member pounded a chair arm in frustration, "Question! I'm a founding member, and you will-"

"Technically," interrupted the faceless man, "you're only a part timer here."

The Bat decided to play his trump card, "How do you think the League got its funding? Or this station?" he smirked underneath his cowl.

Question sounded a little surprised, but soon used it against the other hero, "Oh really? I can only think of five people on Earth who have the financial assets to do this. Let me think..." The founding member was a little nervous, but learned to adopt an almost permanent poker face in these types of situations. "Vandal Savage is out because he's still imprisoned in a deep underground dungeon in Kaznia. Arrow didn't even want to be on the team. Lex Luthor is currently MIA and is a villain and wouldn't have anything to gain from funding heroes. The president is still unsure about our actions and it would leave a to noticeable chunk out of the U.S. Treasury." he leaned forward, "Guess who that leaves?"

The bat didn't humor him, "Why don't you tell come out and say it."

Question gestured vaguely to the air, "Wheres the fun in that?" one could almost hear the smirk in his voice, "With this, I call check."

The bat turned back to the screen, "So, if I don't drop it you'll-"

Question pat the head of the chair, "No. That would make the League underfunded and it would hamper my progress with The Project."

The Bat resisted an eye roll, "How's that going? Any luck?" "At least this nut is to distracted to reveal my identity to the public..."

He seemed pleased with himself, "Yes, in fact I have."

Batman need the super sleuth distracted as he read speedily through the files he requested, "Anything specific? Plots to destroy the world?"

The faceless one laughed, "All my work... Nothing turned up, no singular conspiracy going on."

The Bat paused in his reading, "Then why do you still work on The Project? If your hypothesis was incorrect-"

Question cut him off with a bemused remark, "There's still plenty of work to do. I now know more about this planet than anyone in this part of the star system."

The bat turned to look at Question in doubt, That doesn't seem possible... but how can any work still need to be done if you know all about Earth?"

Question leaned against the railing, "I never said that I'm ending The Project with Earth." he looked off through the glass and to the nearest star, Sol. "I won't be able to stop because new information sprouts up all the time." he gripped the railing, hard. "I've realized that The Project isn't for revealing some crackpot conspiracy theory."

Batman looked a little shocked by the news Question dumped on him, but recovered his poker face fairly quickly, "So what is it then? The Project must have some importance."

The sleuth faced, well turned to Gothams hero, "The Project is of utmost importance to me now, because I've started to realize how much it will benefit to the rest of the known universe."

He just sat there and soaked it in; it took a few moments for him to respond, "Question, you do realize that all the info that pertains to Earth can't be all that helpful to some alien cultures... Right?"

Question walked away from the railing and paused by the door, "Who said I only have info from Earth?" and with that he walked down the hallway to his living quarters.

Batman sighed as he turned to read through the rest of the data compiled on Beast Boy. "Now I seen what J'onn meant! Does he still blame himself for the accident? And... wait, what?" he read the passage a second time, "He has another side? But it was chemically induced..."

Question apparently wasn't done and had decided to annoy the Leaguer again, "Hey. Just wanted to let you know that Beast Boy might be coming up here in a few weeks. I suggest you don't bother him, for the sake of your own well being. And expect Arrows report to be heavily censored."

The dark knight stood and turned to see the sleuth walking back down the hall, "What?" Question just waved back as he rounded the corner. The Bat sighed, "One of these days... I really need to find out where he gets all this intel." he was about to call J'onn and Arrow through the comm, but was stopped when they rounded the corner and walked to the terminal. "How'd it go?" he really hoped Question was wrong about the report.

Arrow rubbed the back of his neck and J'onn looked off into the stars, both weren't good signs. Arrow coughed, "Um... Well... The-"

J'onn saved him, "The situation is now under control... Though I suspect that the boy will be troubled for some time."

The other founding member was intrigued, "Why? If it's handled then..." a thought dawned on him and he knew J'onn could sense it, "Hold that thought for a minute." he hunched over the controls for the terminal as he flicked through the files and found the one he was looking for. "I see... But what does J'onn know? They shared some similar pain..." He turned to the Martian, "What happened? Why is he like this? It's been three and half years..."

J'onn took a moment to explain, "We Martians mate only with one other and that is the highest relationship we can reach... His feeling matched those of mine with my 'wife', as you would call it." The usually stoic face was nearly twisted with despair, "He has experienced the same pain of loss, but it has been harder on him than me." The leaguer questioned him with a raised masked brow, "She had been within his grasp, but he cannot touch her, lest she reawakens and the dormant memories destroy her."

Arrow protested, "Hold on a minute!" he stepped between the pair, angry that his green friends secret had been revealed, "I thought we'd keep it between us! He trusted us!"

The Bat placed a hand on Arrow shoulder to calm him, "I would have figured it out eventually." Arrow stalked off bent over and sulking over the railing, and Batman turned to the Martian, "So you sealed the repressed memories of Terra Markov... Why did he lie? The city wasn't in danger."

J'onn saw that one coming, "Once the guilt consumes her, her powers would have become erratic and the seismic damage would have become... problematic. At least that was the theory in his mind."

Arrow supported the defense, "Yeah, don't tell us the kids heart isn't in the right place! C'mon, he just wanted her to be safe. Is that wrong?"

They had him cornered and Bruce had to admit that they presented a good argument, "I admit that the situation did require some... assistance."

J'onn had more to say, "He also is going through a rough change. His cells are forcing his alterations-"

Arrow interrupted, "Hold on, time out! Forcing his change? I thought he could control it."

J'onn nodded, "He can, but it seems that his powers are going through some sort of phase," he looked to the fellow founding member, "and I have reason to believe that it is affecting his mind as well."

Green Arrow decided to defend his new green friend, "What makes you say that? He was just worried about her! You know how crazy people can get when they're in love. He was just worried about her and couldn't focus."

J'onn shook his head in the negative, "No, this was different. He is a possible threat." he looked seriously to Batman, "If the time comes... we'll have to deal with him."

The dark knight stood there for a moment, "We'll see." and he returned to speed reading through the files on the green changling.

J'onn and Arrow walked down the hall before Ollie slammed J'onn into a corridor wall. The Martian, ever patient, asked, "What is the meaning of this?"

Arrow punched at the part of the wall near J'onns' head and glared angrily at him, "I thought you were a pretty straight guy, but really? Selling out BB like that?" his grip tightened on the collar of the blue cape he held, "That's beyond cold J'onn."

J'onn decided to pass off his anger as concern for the teen, "I did what was beneficial to the League fur-"

He was interrupted when Ollie headbutted him screaming, "BULL SHIT!" J'onn collapsed in a heap at the others feet, clutching his head. "He has his own problems J'onn. Leave 'em alone." he walked down the empty hallway and muttered, "Besides, League can't last forever."

J'onn heard the last comment and let it sink in. He wobbled to his quarters as he pondered what Arrow spoke of. He washed his face in his bathroom and looked in the mirror.

His green features reminded him of the changlings. "What would have happened if I had refused?" he left those thoughts and mused about to how he could make it up to Arrow and his new teen friend, "Maybe... I should consult with Dr. Fate or Zantanna..." and with that he rose from his bed to seek one of the two magic users.

"Are you sure about this Question?" the magician inquired. "It is odd that you've given up your 'hobby' and I'm more interested in how you keep coming by this information."

Question just shrugged as he looked out the observation deck window, "This is what has to happen and I'll make sure it does. As for my source... I can't tell you about it." Fate was about to protest, but the sleuth stopped him with a raised hand, "I wish I could, but it's a bit of a... sensitive issue."

Fate nodded, "Alright, I accept your judgment on that matter. As for a few others... would you be a bit more revealing?"

Question adjusted his hat, "Those two are extremely important. Nothing can happen to them under any circumstances."

Fate cocked his helmeted head slightly in inquiry, "What makes those two so valuable? It's just the items they possess. I must admit that I'm confused why-"

Zantanna entered and interrupted the two, "You ready to go Fate?"

He gestured for her to join them, "Hold Zantanna. Question has just shared some useful information with me."

Zantanna sighed in exasperation, "C'mon! What use could his info be to us?" she gave Question an apologetic look, "No offense though. Your intel is only good for regular stuff; nothing about magic."

Question was slightly insulted, but took a condescending tone to the other magic user, "Oh? And how do you think Dr. Fate came by the exact locations and possessors of these magical artifacts? Or even ascertained said artifacts by name?"

Zantanna was flabbergasted, "He- he can sense magical energy, that's how!" she regained her composure and turned to Fate, "Isn't that right?"

You could almost hear the smirk of amusement in his response, "I said that the objects must be procured. I never said how I came by this information, you only assumed."

Zantanna scowled, "Alright, fine." she faced Question, a little confused as to where to look at for the faceless man, "How'd you know?"

He turned to the stars and paused before answering cryptically, "I have many sources at my disposal, but the one that gave me this intel is indispensable." he faced the two, "You'll move in and attempt contact when I instruct the both of you, not before." he gazed away in contemplation, "Everything must be set; these preparations are delicate and must be handled with the utmost care."

Zantanna exploded, "Bull! We need to go down there and pull those items away! Or else-"

The sleuth got in her face, "Or else what?" he pulled back and considered her angry posture, "The world will end? All magic users will bow before them? They'll rule the universe?" her eyes shifted as he stated the worst case scenarios. He laughed at her ignorance, "Please! Those two could have done that in no time! The fact that they possess these artifacts is of no concern." Zantanna was about to protest but Question stopped her, "The artifacts don't amplify magical power or any other natural power, they are but the catalyst for their own power or potential yet to be released."

Fate watched the other two with interest and decided to confirm Questions claim, "He's right. The Stone was originally used to unlock a person true potential, that is what made Merlin formidable. As for the staff... it does possess some power, but in the right hands it's powers will be absorbed into the user and their own power."

Zantanna was mortified, "We've got to get those things away from them!" she turned to sprint out the door, but found Question leaning against the doors. "Move." she growled.

Fate put a hand on her shoulder, "Calm yourself. He will explain what he can and hopefully why we must delay in our actions. Plus you must keep in mind that the girls just received the gifts an hour ago."

Zantanna shrugged off his hand and grumbled, "Fine. But he better have a damn good reason."

Question stood from his leaning position, "All you need to know is that you'll be able to move in about two weeks from now."

He fiddled with his pocket notebook while Zantanna got impatient, "That's it? You don't have anything concrete? Just 'about two weeks from now'?"

The sleuth pocketed the notebook, "There's a little more. A week from now two from the Titans will come up to the station to prepare for a trip. You need to pay particular attention to the green one."

Fate interceded, "Is there another sign we must look out for?"

Question nodded, "Yes. Once those two have come here the green one will be followed by two or possibly three girls. They'll cause him a bit of trouble and chaos will ensue all across the Watchtower before the green one gathers his friend and they make an early take off. Said three females will likely be angered by his actions, but will depart from the station without further incident."

Zantanna gaped at him, "So what? You can see the future now? What makes you think this will even happen? Scratch that, why is Beast Boy involved? And who are the other three girls you were talking about?" Question laughed, but didn't answer. "You know, for somebody with the name 'Question' you sure leave a lot more of those than answers."

Fate stopped Zantanna from lashing out and turning him into a frog or some other animal. Fate spoke reassuringly to her, "We must cooperate with him. I sense the ties of destiny with this predicament and we must tread lightly. Very lightly." Zantanna nodded.

Question waved back and exited, "I've got one more thing to do before I turn in. Hope it won't take long or Huntress will have my head on a platter." and with that he was gone.

Zantanna muttered angrily, "Once this is over I'll have his grimy little head on a platter."

Fate shook his head at her comment, "I'm sorry, but that must not happen. At all. Ever. No matter how much you want to."

Zantanna pouted, "But why? He's not important. No one will miss him."

Dr. Fate laughed at her moral predicament, "The ties of destiny are also strong around that man. He will play a roll that will shape the history of all creatures in the known universe."

The magician scoffed, "There's no way he could be that important."

Fate nodded, "He is. As well as are the people he's mentioned so far in this room."

"Even Beast boy?"

Fate looked out to the stars, "Yes. His roll isn't as vital as the young women he has mentioned, or maybe even his own. But it is a necessary part."

She joined him in observing the stars, "Do you know what's gonna happen? What he's planning?"

He took of his helmet and gazed at her with sad eyes, "It's not a plan of his own design, I'm afraid." he swept his eyes over the stars again, "I can sense it. Change is coming."

He turned to walk away, but Zantanna still needed one last question answered, "Do you think we'll be ready for it? You know, the League and everyone on Earth. Will we be prepared?"

Fate set his helm back on and answered, "That is what I think Question is trying to accomplish. Which is why I'll listen to him." and another exit was made.

Zantanna sighed and then stiffened when she received the telepathic message, "Zantanna? It's J'onn. I need to speak with you about a moral issue."

She thought back, "Alright J'onn. I'm in the observation deck. We'll talk here." she received his thanks and waited for him to show up. Gods, it was going to be a long night for her.

Question sat in the office chair near the computer and sighed, "Why choose me of all people? I'm not that important, I don't even have powers! Though I am grateful that I have gained so much from this..."

A wondrous voice answered in his mind, not his own, but a distinctly different conscious contacted him, "You are the only one I could entrust with this mission. The history of the known universe and the future of it rest on your shoulders. I've chosen you because you know how to deal with sensitive situations and information. I have watched as you struggled to piece together nearly irrelevant information to make it into some form of significance, but you must serve a greater purpose. That is why I showed you the true nature of reality."

The sleuth leaned forward and weaved fingers together, resting a chin on the arch, "I'm grateful I was chosen, but why not someone more... durable? Someone with powers? I know I've asked before,but I just want to know."

The voice took an amused tone, "That is why. You always ask questions and seek the answers. Those with powers become frustrated when something intangible isn't within their grasp. But you're different from the rest of the League. You will never stop asking. Never pause in search for answers. I admire that about you. And this is one of the reasons I've chosen you for this mission."

Question let out a contented breath and stood, "Thanks for that. I really want this to work. Ever since I met you things have been... different. It's like I can see clearly for the first time." he looked out his viewing window, "Did you cause us to meet or was it coincidence?"

This gave the other conscious pause before it answered sadly, "Yes. I did influence the occasion for our meeting. But, in my defense, had I not intervened you would have been ripped to shreds at the molecular level and left out in the cold void. I may have influenced that, but it was to save a life. Besides, we've both benefited from the interaction. And so will the whole of all creation in this reality."

The sleuth paused and then nodded in satisfaction, "I'm in your debt. And I'll use all my remaining years of it to help further this dream of yours."

The voice was concerned, "Re-" Questions spike in anxiety stopped it before the voice corrected herself, "Question... you don't need to do this. After all this is over-"

A knock sounded on the door interrupting the two. A very cross voice of a particular woman could be heard, "Q? I know you're in there!" more banging, "C'mon and peel yourself away for one night! If you don't you're not getting any tonight!"

Question called back, "Give me a minute and then I'm yours!"

Huntress half shouted, "One. Two. Three..." and continued.

The sleuth turned back to the window, "I'm sorry, but we need to cut this short... I'll... think to you later."

The voice was extremely amused, "Go and enjoy yourself. You've been through a rough time; revealing very little information to your team mates, but making sure the breadcrumbs are found. I'll need you later, but enjoy life while you can. Remember, I'm always watching."

Question grumbled a thought as he walked towards the door, "You may be hot, but huntress is hotter... at least to me."

The voice laughed and departed as Questioned opened the door, "Finally!" exclaimed Huntress. "I've been waiting for hours."

They walked down the hall and Question decided to explain, "I apologize. I've had a lot on my plate and The Project has gained more importance recently." Huntress glared at the sleuth before Question amended, "I've realized what a fools errand it was to solely focus on the Earth. So I've started gathering intel on other planets as well."

Huntress was impressed, "Really? What about the whole 'everything is connected in a single conspiracy' thing?"

Question sounded distracted as he answered, "Like I said, a fools errand. I was wrong, but I've done something useful in all that time."

"And that is...?"

They rounded the corner to the main hall, "Gathering everything on Earth. Its history, its people, cultures, geography... everything."

Huntress smirked, "So what are you gonna do with all that info? Hold it above everyone's heads for ransom? Put it on the net so everyone can know their own dirty little secrets?"

He scoffed as they stood on the transporter circle, "Please! You know me better than that! I have a different approach to this situation."

She was concerned, "Situation? Are you in trouble again?"

She could almost hear the smile in the masked voice, "No, but you'll know everything about in about two weeks." he held up his hand for the techie to stop before he warped them away, "So, you're place or mine?"

She smiled, "Definitely mine! The traffic below will cover the noise. I'm gonna make you-"

Question turned to the techie and quickly said, "New York." and they were both whisked away to her apartment before she could finish.

One they got out of the molecular state and back into a solid form they both staggered to hold onto the kitchen island table for support, "Ugh..." Huntress groaned, "I really hate that thing."

Question was recovering slightly faster than her, "You're not alone there. I need-"

Huntress pounced and they landed on the floor. Question with his back pressed against it and Huntress straddled the waist of the Leaguer, "No way. Lose the mask. It's kinky, but-" Question struggled to freedom, but she was quick and pinned down the rebellious arms. She leaned in and whispered seductively by an ear, "you sound so much sexier without it."

The struggle ceased and the sleuth tossed the fedora, revealing hair longer than it should be. The mask slowly peeled of, revealing the mocha color, sweet lips, and dazzling face of a beautiful woman. She breathed and almost burst with need under her partner, "Helena." she struggled and tried to free herself.

Helena didn't allow it, "No way Renee." she started to remove her gloves and mask, "We're not getting any sleep tonight, that's for sure."

Renee struggled more and finally freed herself, fleeing to the couch. She was having a difficult time keeping her elevated heart rate from skyrocketing even more. She gulped, "I-I-"

Huntress removed her boots and walked over to her lover, placing one hand on her cheek and the other on her hip. "Shh. It's alright. We were never gonna make it to the bedroom anyway."

They kissed deeply, Renee's eyes rolled back as she experienced a moment of bliss, before her lover put a knee to the ever demanding need of her pelvic area. They tripped and landed on the couch, moments before clothing was strewn about the place and moans started to have a match against early morning traffic to see who could be louder.

The dawn broke and Renee rubbed her lovers arm beneath the blanket they shared. She didn't care if this was viewed by the other. She wished that all beings could share a love as great as she had. She gazed happily to Helena, "I guess some might have the same kind of feeling... If everything goes accordingly, that should happen fairly soon."

Two other women in love, on the opposite coast, shivered in their beds as their subconscious relayed images of love and pure ecstatic moments they hoped to share with one another. Both of the young women wanted the same thing and never wanted to let it go.

A pink haired minx moaned as she tossed in her bed, "Raven..."

A usually stoic titan was having a wondrous dream that made her let out a brief moan, "Jinx..."

A voice entered their minds and spoke words of reassurance they wouldn't remember consciously, "Soon." it stroked their deepest desires, "Soon you will be able to have each other without distractions... And will make the agonizing waiting worth every moment."

They both sighed contentedly and drifted back down the same dream. The one that they shared and always will: in each others embrace.

I know! Not the first type of action your hoping to see, but Renee and Helena aren't the ones I'm meaning to focus on! That's why I turned the view over to our favorite duo. The sleeping bird dreaming of her petite cat... and vice versa. Pay attention to the voice. Anything in bold will probably either be hilarious or important; just like the narrators in Date Night Part 1.

This and the next set of chapters will determine if this story is just a one off... or if it will evolve into a trilogy! Surprised? I certainly am! If I can nail these next three chapters then the story will definetly have a sequel and a sequel to the other sequel. I just need a little time (a least a week, maybe a week and a half.) and then I'll have the answer both up on my author notes and profile.

The next chapter will feature our favorite female couple messing around with a few other people, but Beast Boy will be having a tough time afterwards. Just warnin' ya guys about whats to come. Expect a lot more Jinx and Rae fluff to make up for the two chapters without them. It will have their point of views and a little of Beast Boys, but very little.

That's all she wrote folks! See ya when I get back (no longer than a week and a half)! Zaan is out!

Zaan- Crow Claw all the way!