I stared out the deck window of the Watchtower, just staring as my mind raced and chastised me for saying what I did to John.
"Someone looks like they could use a hug or to get out of the watchtower," the Speedster stated matter of factly.
I knew it was him by his voice, he and John had pretty distinct voices. Voices I could honestly listen to for hours on end, despite Wally's witty and sometimes annoying charm.
I glanced back at Wally with a small frown. "And you could do to mind your own business Flash." I sighed at the hurt look he gave me and looked down at the metal floor. "I'm sorry. I guess you are right. I need to get out of here for a bit."
He grinned, happy to oblige. "Would the Hawk like to join me down to Earth?"
I looked at him, raising an eyebrow to the nickname. "The Hawk would like that very much so. Where are we going?"
"Central," he shrugs. "I was going to go to the city for some routine runs before heading home for the night."
Home… All I had was the Watchtower and Fate's hidden realm that could even come the littlest bit close to a home. Wally and everyone else, even Superman all had a home, a place where they fit in.
"Are you okay, Shiera?" Flash asked, genuinely caring about my well being.
I looked back at the Earth, my face reflecting the unsure feeling I had about myself. "I will be." Because I was strong and I could get over this. "I'm just homesick," I said quietly.
"But you have a home here. And Fate will gladly house you whenever you like," he said, stepping to my side.
"Exactly. He'll house me whenever I need it," I replied sadly. "Wally, I'm an alien with half the world hating me for what happened when the Thanagarians came to Earth. I do not belong here. And despite everyone's efforts to make me feel at home and welcomed," I looked up at him, "There is still lingering tensions from my betrayal."
He stared at me for a long moment before smirking. "I think you've given yourself way too much time to think about things. You definitely need a night away from the tower."
His optimism was rather enlightening and I couldn't help but give him a small smile in return. Perhaps he was right. All I've really been doing is thinking about things…and people. I needed a distraction, a good distraction.