Chapter 3

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Alex's Apartment, Later That Night

An alone Alex Danvers sat on the couch in her apartment. Lost in thought over the day's events related to their mystery guest from another dimension. Of course, she still kind of had trouble wrapping her mind around that whole concept despite some of Kara's stories of her previous experiences. Of which even J'onn and Mon-El had gotten to be involved with at one point when a being known as the Music Meister had decided to stir up a little bit of trouble for not only her sister but for a friend of her's who had the ability to run at super speed. But this occasion of interdimensional travel didn't involve anything like that. No, instead, it involved a man who was very clearly troubled and still grieving the loss of his wife. How long ago that even was, she wasn't certain of as J'onn has so far been reluctant to scan the Detective's mind. Not that she could really blame him considering what she'd witnessed over the live video feed as her sister and their mentor talked with the man. The fact he was so damned willing to hurt himself to make a point was horrifying. Along with the fact he refused to believe anything they were telling him as he strongly thought he was being drugged or heavily manipulated in other ways to get information.

Making Alex wonder if such things had happened to him before. His threat of what he'd do if he managed to get out before his friends arrived to save him was also rather chilling for the DEO Agent. And it took a lot to get her feeling that way unless it involved family. With the way their other wordly guest had been reacting until her sister yelled for her to use the gas to knock him out, it made Alex wonder how she would handle things if she lost Maggie in such a permanent way? Now, she could tell they were already heading for a split due to their differences in what they wanted despite Maggie's earlier claims of wanting it all. Which to Alex, wanting it all meant kids but clearly the woman she loves hadn't been meaning to include that. The whole thing scared the short haired woman as she wondered if she too would become so willing to be self destructive. Would become that way once they were split? Or just simply bury herself in other things to keep her mind off things like her sister had tried to do? She truly didn't know and she hated that. That J'onn felt he could relate to the man's pain spoke volumes and Alex had to wonder if perhaps they had a child together that was lost as well? And that was something no parent should ever have to deal with as that was just cruel.

It made her think of Maggie's father and his attempts to justify his reasons for being against Maggie's preferences. Reasons that were hollow to her as a parent is supposed to support you no matter what unless it wasn't something appropriate in any way. Alex had the strong suspicion this was why her fiance was against kids in their future as she feared history repeating itself but the Agent didn't think that could be possible. Letting out a sigh, she looked towards her buzzing phone and then looked away again, having a feeling it was Maggie trying to reach her again. She knew she should answer but she wasn't sure if she could due to how troubled she felt over recent events. Life, you really can be a bitch sometimes…

The Next Day At The DEO

Riggs awoke with a groan as he slowly sat up and when he realized where he was, he grimaced. "Great, so the nightmare continues." He muttered to himself and felt something was weird with his forehead and touched it, realizing he had stitches where he had bashed his head against the glass.

"Mighty kind of them to stitch me up I suppose. Not that that's gonna get me to tell them a damn thing." Muttered the man to himself as he noticed an older African American male in brown clothing sitting cross legged outside of his cell.

Doing who knew what with his hands clasped together and eyes closed. "Returned to the land of the living, have you?" Questioned the unknown figure as he kept his eyes closed.

Which made Riggs wonder how the Hell he even knew he was awake!? "Yeah, I guess you could say that."

"I would ask if you slept well but given the circumstances of your arrival, I would imagine you didn't."

Riggs let out a breath as he sat down on the bed in his cell. Which allowed him to have a fairly 'nice' view of the otherside. "You seem like a smart guy so I'll let you figure that one out." He told the man while recalling another of his damned nightmares involving his old bastard of a dad.

His visitor opened his eyes and looked right at him and if the good Detective was being honest, the look was kind of un-nerving him. "Troubling then. As from what my son told me, the gas they used to put you to sleep is supposed to prevent one from having dreams and or nightmares. But perhaps as you are from another Earth entirely, it is why it did not have complete success." M'yrnn said as he continued to stare at the visitor from another dimension.

And feeling troubled after his son had told him of how this visitor's troubling dream had reached him while doing his tasks for the DEO. A troubling dream that showed his relationship to be nothing good where he and his father were concerned. "Right, suppose that makes sense. Even if I still think I'm bein' screwed with here."

"I can assure you that that is not the case for my son and those he works with would not do such a thing."

"Right, you can assure me as much as you want, pal." Retorted Riggs and M'yrnn said nothing as he closed his eyes to return to praying.

Several minutes passed until Riggs got tired of the silence and asked the other man what he was doing. "I am praying."

"Prayin'? Prayin' for what?" As come on now! Enough with all this bullshit!

The other man looked at him and to Riggs' complete shock, turned into a green man with red eyes! "I am praying to my God for peace to be given unto you in mind, heart, and spirit, Detective Martin Riggs."

"What the Hell are you!?" Oh yeah, he was definitely drugged!

"I can assure you, Detective Riggs, that you are not drugged. This is all real." Informed the green skinned man as he turned back into his human appearance.

Riggs just stared at him in shock. "How did you get in my head!?"

The figure looked at him. "As a Martian, one of the abilities that my God granted my people is that of telepathy. I am M'yrnn J'onzz, father of J'onn J'onzz. And together, we are the last two Green Martians remaining." Explained M'yrnn in that ever gentle voice of his as he stared at the human who had experienced loss much like himself and his son had done.

Riggs continued to stare in shock as this sank in, finally making him realize that this wasn't some sick attempt to make him reveal information that some scumbag could use for their needs. "This… This is all real..."

"It is, troubling as it may be. But my son has made contact with someone who may be able to get you back to your own Earth."

A laugh escaped the good Detective but it didn't sound joyful in no way at all. "Oh man… I am so screwed!" Remarked Riggs disbelievingly and began to laugh even more.

Sounding a little unhinged as tears threatened to spill out. I'm literally on another Earth. Away from anything and anybody I know! You just continue to show your love for me, don'tcha, God!?

He continued to laugh as the tears broke free, not even caring if the laughing hurt him as M'yrnn stayed where he was. No where close to being bothered by the human's reaction as he himself had felt such a way for years. But he could feel that others, especially his own son, were a bit bothered by the Detective's laughter and tears. "I AM TOO DAMNED SOBER FOR THIS SHIT!"

Author's Notes: I hope this will have been worth the wait for those who've been looking forward to more. Hopefully the way I handled Alex, M'yrnn, and Riggs in this was done well.