"See ya around, Roy."

"Later, Jay." They did a quick bro hug and the Jason let Roy out. Jason hadn't called for his former Outlaw but the day before Roy had called and only three hours earlier Roy Harper had shown up with two cases of beer and a high amount of cookies from Tollhouse. "The beer is from Artemis, the cookies are from me," Roy had said with a smirk.

"How are you and Artemis?" Roy shrugged.

"We're good. We're talking. She took Black Canary's," Roy took a breath, "rape rather hard. Though not as hard as Wally's death. Now that, she took the worst. Sid's with her now." Jason sometimes forgot that Roy was married with two kids.

"How is that wife of yours?"

"Cranky, but good. Can't blame her. Being eight months pregnant ain't easy."

Jason poked Roy's stomach, which had a little fat fluff on it. "Like you would know."

"Hey," Roy said with offense as he patted his stomach. "This sympathy weight is not as easy to get rid of as you think." Jason laughed and the rest of the night carried on like that with jokes and reminiscing about the past. When the conversation fell on Kara, things got quiet. "I'm sorry, man," Roy said with a pat on the arm. "Look, a while back Kara-"

"Roy, it's fine-"

"No it's not. I need to say this. A while back, almost four months, Kara and me talked about you. I told her to stay away from you. Look, man. We're friends but you weren't good news for her. You weren't worthy." Jason took in a breath but held it in for a moment as he nodded along to what Roy was saying. "But somethin's changed in you. I dunno what, but whatever it is loved Kara. And I'm sorry you lost her."

"We all lost her, Roy. The whole world and beyond did."

Jason was cleaning his kitchen and thinking over his and Roy's last conversation when a knock sounded on his door. He had expected Roy so whoever was at the door was not on his visitors' list. Jason grabbed one of his guns out of a bread box and kept his grip on it as he opened the door with a swift motion. "Cassandra?"

In the hallway stood Wonder Girl or, to be accurate, Cassandra Sandsmark in civilian clothes. "Can we talk? I just-I need someone to talk to." Jason nodded and opened the door wider to let her in. As far as quiet nights in Gotham went, this was not how Jason expected his to go.

X

Kate accepted the cup of coffee with quiet thankfulness. Renee, now stripped of her Question clothes to a tank top and bicycles shorts, sat on the far end of the couch but kept her body angled towards Kate. "Are you going to have any?"

Renee shook her head. "Gave it up when I became The Question."

"Right." They sat in silence for a bit longer. Kate was half expecting Renee to fill the void and start asking questions but she just sat there and stared at Kate. "You going to say anything, or not?" Renee shook her head. "Of course not."

A beat passed before Renee spoke. "There's a lot of anger inside of you."

"I thought you weren't going to talk."

"I changed my mind."

Kate sighed and set the coffee down but then picked it up again. "He insulted, Supergirl. He had no right to do that."

"True, but that's not it."

"What's not it?"

"The anger within the anger."

"Want to clue me in with what you mean?" Renee shook her head. "What good are you if you won't help me?"

"What do you need help with?"

Kate picked her coffee back up again. "Nothing. I'm fine."

"You sure? Because I know you Kate. And I do mean I really know you, remember that. There isn't much you can get past me. Now I know something is going on. In the span of one day you lost Supergirl and Linda."

"They haven't found Linda's body."

"But she's dead."

"How do you know?"

"I have my sources. Supergirl is dead and so is Linda."

Kate slumped into the and gingerly held her coffee to her chest. "I know," she whispered out. "I know."

"So why so angry? You couldn't have stopped what happened."

"I'm not angry."

"You almost killed a man, Kate. You are angry. Angry enough to kill, why?"

"I'm not angry."

"Yes you are."

"No, I'm not!" Kate set her coffee on the table with a thud and pushed off the couch. "He had no right say what he said…she was my…we were…I wanted…" Kate put her head in her hand and whispered something out.

"Kate?"

Kate turned around and faced Renee. "I loved her, Renee. She was my friend. Despite how I felt and the things I'm still feeling, she was friend. They both were." Renee focused a little deeper on Kate with a furrow of her brow.

"No, that's not it. It's more than that. It's more than your feelings."

"How can it be more?"

"Maybe not more. Maybe another kind."

"Like what?"

"I don't' know, only you know that one. I mean come on, Katherine." Renee stood up. "There has to be something underneath you haven't dug up yet."

"There's nothing else."

"Yes there is."

"No there isn't. I don't have anything else to dig up. I have nothing, Renee!"

"Kate, as your ex, your friend, and The Question, I am telling you, you haven't asked the most important question, the question of all questions. And you know it."

"What the heck are you talking about? Know what?"

"There!" Renee pointed at Kate's face. "Fear. You're afraid to ask. Why? What question makes you that afraid?"

"I'm not afraid of anything."

"Yes you are, and you know it. Kate, why are so afraid? What are you afraid you'll see?"

"See? There's nothing to see. Kara is dead! Linda is dead! Two of the women in my life who have meant the most to me in the past four months are dead, Renee. There's nothing to see anymore but a broken heart and two bodies left behind, one of which is missing." It wasn't often Katherine Kane was on the verge of tears and even rarer for someone to see it. But there she was, with tears at the edges of her eyes. "There's nothing to see, Renee. They're both dead. They're not coming back." Kate wavered in place for a few seconds then plopped down with a look of sorrow. "I've lost them both in the span of few hours. There's nothing to see and there's no question I'm afraid to ask." Kate let her head fall in her hands as she sat at the edge of her recliner.

"I guess not." Renee sat back on the couch and watched Kate carefully. She watched as the steady breathing marked by the slow movement of Kate's shoulders would hiccough as Kate held back tears. And then she continued to watch as the small movements disappeared and the breathing restored to a normal rhythm. Renee did know Kate well. Well enough that it was only a matter of time before…Kate's head shifted where she was suddenly looking through her fingers. She casted a glance at Renee then lifted her head completely.

"How…how did I not see it? How could I have not known…?" The breath from Kate's lungs suddenly left her as she looked at Renee in shock. "How could I have not seen that Supergirl and Linda…" Kate's face flashed with anger and not at Renee or someone else, but at herself. "They're the same woman, aren't they?"

Renee smiled and leaned back in her seat. "There it is. That's the anger within the anger."

An alley somewhere in Metropolis…

Most alleys in Metropolis were thin things between buildings. And nine times out of ten there were homeless men and/or women living in their makeshift homes in them. This one, however, was oddly empty at the moment, which meant no one saw the large white portal form at the end of the alley. Nor did anyone walking the sidewalks see its glow shining around the corner of it.

Out of the portal stepped a young African-American woman, possibly in her mid-twenties, dressed in silvery clothes that looked like it could be a uniform. Another woman stepped out of the portal dressed similarly but with gloves covering her hands and a white cloak that kept her face hidden under it; her mouth was covered with a shroud. They watched as the portal closed behind them.

The cloaked figured stepped past her companion and then quickly turned towards her in a flourish. "Are you sure you want to do this? I mean, there must be another way to get the approval of the counsel?"

"I've tried. You know I have. So what better way to prove myself than to fill a need? A missing piece of the past?"

"You don't know that. You know this part of history has been redacted from the Library for a reason. And what if the Authority catches you? For all we know they could be watching?"

"So?" she crossed her arms and looked down at her companion, "Look, Mirah. This is where I need to be, and you know it."

Mirah seemed to be fiddling with her hands as she shifted her weight a few times. "Fine. Do you have everything you need?" When the reply to her question was a shrug, she grew agitated. "Liylah, be serious."

"Relax," she raised up a bag made from the same material as her clothing, "it's all in here, just as you instructed."

"Good, good." Mirah stepped past Liylah and waved her hand in the air. The air around them picked up to wind and another portal showed. Mirah approached it then paused for a moment to speak over her right shoulder. "Please be safe. I don't know how I would live without you, Sister."

Liylah smiled and nodded. "Don't worry, I will, Sister."

Mirah faced forward and pulled her shoulders back before stepping into the portal. It closed once she stepped through, which left Liylah alone in the alleyway. She looked up at the night sky, which was more like a series of dark colors with all the light pollution, and smiled. As she stared at the empty sky, she turned a knob by her left clavicle then pressed it. It turned her clothing to regular street clothes and the bag into a book bag. She flung it around onto her back and took a deep breath before letting it out.

"Okay Liylah, let's do this." She then left the alley and entered into the flow of Metropolis sidewalk traffic.

Okay, so in the next chapter we're totally going to dive deeper into what's going through Kate's and Renee's minds. Also, someone once commented that Kate seemed a little too OOC in The Other Side of The Story. So I'm going to see what I can do to rectify that. You'll see that more with Kate AND Jason as this story progresses, seeing more of their Batwoman and Red Hood sides, respectively.

As usual, comments and critiques are HIGHLY welcome. I want to make sure I write the best story I can for y'all and I can't do that without good feedback.

Oh, and one more thing. Are you watching Supergirl on CBS? And if your answer to that is 'no', WHY NOT? Go, go watch that show. It's too good to not do so. I kid you not, Melissa Benoist is everything I wanted Supergirl to be and then some. It's SO GOOD. Okay? So go. Now that you've read this go watch Supergirl. :]