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Now it's the parents' turn on their spin of what happened…

*Disclaimer: I do not own JL, maybe just the teens in this chapter

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Chapter Twenty-four: Decisions

As the teens were upstairs in Evangelia's room, all of the parents and league members from the conference were downstairs in the library. Everyone was in civilian clothing, trying to make themselves look as casual as possible. They were seated in the long, rectangular oak table.

Clark Kent looked out the window, staring out into the Gotham City evening skyline. His arms were crossed over his broad chest, thinking about the events that occurred earlier that day.

"We're not a team," Superman replied coldly, cutting him off.

"What?" Valen asks, taken back by the hero's response.

"I said that we're not a team. I wouldn't want to work with anyone who runs in without a plan and drags his friends into danger…"

"I just saved your life!" Valen cried out in anger. "Civilized people say thank you and show some gratitude-"

"You do this every time, running in with a half-baked scheme with your friends tagging along…"

Superman's words and stern tone sounded familiar to him. It almost reminds him of his very own father. Another detail catches Valen's attention.

"Wait, how do you know what I've done?"

"Clark…" Lois softly says in a worried tone as she places a hand on his shoulder, snapping him out of his deep thoughts. He turns his attention back to Bruce questioning Kyle and Dick.

"Are you sure of what you seen?" Bruce asked in a serious tone.

"Bruce for the millionth time, I told you Kyle and I saw Billy teleport from one place and end up in another," Dick explains, growing more frustrated every time Bruce repeatedly asked him the same question.

"He's right Bruce. The both of us couldn't have been seeing things," Kyle stated.

Bruce leans back into his chair, processing what the two had observed. He knew that they were telling the truth, but he couldn't make sense of how Billy could've done it. Suddenly, a thought came up into his mind, one that he didn't like one bit but knew he had to ask.

"What about the others? Are they hiding something from us as well?"

"They must be," Clark speaks up. "I saw Valen pick up a car and throw it at the demon. He seemed to be able to take it on his own. Another person, wearing a welding mask, had wings."

"That most likely is Rex," Shayera confesses in a shaky voice. John gives an incredulous look at his wife, unaware of how she knew it their son. "I saw him lift up the welding mask briefly," she explains. "I got a good look at him, and knew it was my son. I mean how else you can explain the wings," she added defensively. She places her hands in her face, feeling overwhelmed.

"No one said it wasn't Rex," Diana says in a comforting tone.

"Well I wish it wasn't him!" Shayera exclaims. "I wish that it was some other Thanagarian who landed here on Earth. I wish it wasn't my son. What happens if someone saw him? What if he becomes exposed? What if-"

"Shayera, get a grip," John answers in a stern voice. Realizing how desperate she sounded, the proud Thanagarian regained her composure and remained silent. John reached out for her hand and held it in his, trying to comfort her distress.

Linda was able to sympathize with Shayera. However, unlike her she didn't have any super powers and had to watch like an ordinary citizen from behind police lines. Hearing how her son, and quite possibly her daughter, having powers was enough to drive a mother over the edge. She and Wally had hoped that their children would be able to live ordinary, safe lives. 'But I guess things don't always turn out the way you hope for,' she thought bitterly.

Suddenly, the large library doors burst open as the sound of three rambunctious youngsters come running into the room. They were laughing and giggling, caught up in a game of tag. Philip sped up and was able to tag Delia on the arm.

"Tag! You're it!" he cried happily.

"Nuh-uh, I was already 'it' before!" Delia whined.

"It doesn't matter," Phillie argues. "Whoever gets tagged is 'it' and you're it!" he gave her a soft shove to emphasize his point. Sensing that her playmates were about to get into another long argument, Lucy walks up to her mother. Lois picks up her youngest daughter and holds her in a tight embrace.

"Momma, I'm hung-gee," she murmurs into her mother's shirt.

Lois smiled as she looked down into her daughter's innocent face. Oh how she had longed for Valen to be this age again. An age where he didn't have to be so independent and where she can always be there to provide for him.

"Momma, I said I was hung-gee," Lucy softly complained, hoping that her mother caught on.

Hearing Lucy confess she was hungry suddenly made Phillie and Delia hungry as well. Simultaneously, a low grumbling noise escaped their stomachs to confirm their need for food. This earned a few hardy chuckles from the adults.

"Alright, c'mon kids let's grab some snacks in the kitchen," Lois says as she gets up from her seat, carrying Lucy in her arms. She ushers the children towards the door that way the adults can continue their meeting.

"Wait, Lois, here let me," Diana offers. It was her home and she wanted her extended family to feel comfortable. Plus she wanted to help out Alfred. It must've overwhelmed him to have to provide refreshments for all of these guests.

"No, Diana you need to stay, I'll go with her," Linda detests as she walks over and holds unto her son's hand. They exit the room, leaving the rest to deal with their meeting. With the children gone their breath of fresh, calming air had gone with them. They were left to resume with the stale situation at hand.

"So what do we do now?" Ollie asks aloud. It had seemed to be the most obvious question on everyone's mind and it hung in the air over their heads, as if it were waiting for someone to boldly reason with it. Silence filled the room, leaving each person to their own thoughts.

"I say that we just confront them," Bruce says out loud, finally breaking the silence. "Just let them that we know what they're hiding from us and get them to proceed about answering questions."

"They aren't criminals, Bruce," Dick argues, disgusted by the fact that he would interrogate the teens like that. "Besides, as far as they know only Nightwing, Green Lantern, Flash, and Superman saw what happened."

"I say that we should just let them know about our secret," Helena suggests. "I think they deserve to know."

"That's easy for you to say," Shayera snaps. "Your son probably doesn't have to deal with the fact that he has wings. He'd probably hate me even more once he realizes that his own mother was the reason for him having to deal with this."

Helena was offended that Shayera had shot her down like that. "Look, I'm just saying that-"

"We know what you're saying," Dinah smartly remarked. "But apparently she's not up for letting her son know about his lineage."

Knowing that those two were about to get into another fight, Diana steps in to intervene. "Dinah, Helena, please we don't have time for this…" she said in a firm tone. The two women backed off, realizing that they didn't need to add unto this mess.

"Not to seem biased or anything," Vic spoke up, "but I think that we really should let our children into our secrets."

"But that would just diminish everything we worked hard to do," John debates. "We've all made sacrifices one way or another to make sure that our children had safe, normal lives. Bringing up the past would only undo everything."

"I agree-" Diana advocates.

"What?! You agree with them?" Bruce cuts her off, shocked and upset that she would say something so ludicrous.

"Your kids deserve to know what's going on," Kara says, putting her two cents in.

"Yeah, the only way they'd let you guys out of the dark is if you shed some light on their situation," Barbara wisely states.

"Oh please, as if that's gonna happen," Roy remarks. "They're teens! They're going to be angry that we've kept them in the dark so long. They'd probably go out and rebel or something…"

The room suddenly bursts into arguments as if something combustible was just lit. Some argued that they shouldn't reveal their crime fighting lives, while most decided that it was time to let them know.

Clark sat back in his chair, watching everything play out in front of him. He had been quiet for most of the discussion, too consumed in his own thoughts. After listening to what the other parents had to say, he thought that he should finally contribute. He stood up, from his seat and loudly cleared his throat. The room fell silent, once they realized Clark had something to say.

"I know that many of us are conflicted with whether or not we should tell our children about our double lives. But honestly, I think the best thing to do is let them know about it. Our children have the potential to become the next generation of our league. They have powers that they don't comprehend. But if we teach them to hone their abilities, we might not even have to worry about their safety as much. I don't know about if the rest of you agree with me or not, but my son's life was endangered today. I'm not going to let him live being a possible target for some malevolent force out there."

"So are we going to tell them together or should we leave that to ourselves?" Vic asks.

"I think we should tell them together," Diana suggests.

"I agree," Clark declares as he nods his head.

"So when do we plan to tell them?" Wally asks in a rare serious expression.

"Tonight…" Clark states. "It's best if we do that tonight…"

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