...waiting for their missing ones, their lost, she realized why that space existed with a jolt of almost physical pain. Dick and Roy and Donna and Kory. Garth should be on his way, but it was a very long swim from his current home to San Francisco... but he was the only one left to come with Wally in space. The only original, one of the few of the second team, who could still come to them, and her hands shook under the cape as she stepped up into that echoing emptiness.

And this. . .I just sobbed here. It was the line about Dick and Roy and Donna and Kory - and I just realized, painfully, how very broken the Titans are. The original ones - my Titans - the ones that got me to read something that wasn't Superman. These guys - the ones I grew up with, adored - are so very broken.

And they won't ever be fixed again. They just can't be.

//NO!// Images of Kory poured through his mind, golden skin and blazing hair and super-model-gorgeous body and strength and yelling at him about Krypto and her damned flowers and her grace in the air during a game of tag and...The images wouldn't stop, memories of her frank honesty and open delight and that she didn't get pop culture either or why anyone would really want to, how she could make anything look like sex and never, ever did it on purpose, and would be embarrassed if you told her..

I sobbed here again. Noticing a trend?

And yes - this is exactly KON and exactly how he would feel. And it made me ache all over again for Kory.

Also, your Jonathan and Martha Kent make me cry with their goodness and sanity. Because - oh, it doesn't belong in this universe.

//Don't you dare leave me too.//
Oh, Tim baby, I hope he doesn't either. Tim's so deliciously vulneraable here - so unBatman like that it absolutely hurts in all the best ways.

The reunion of Young Justice on that roof was - and Tim winced as Kon let go of his hand . . .there are no words.


Too many of them were missing, too many more were gone... but they were the Titans. The survivors, and as Cissie ran out of the Tower in her simple jeans and T-shirt to join the pile of people hugging and yelling at Kon, he prayed desperately that his brother was alive out there, that they could bring him home.

I revel in your Evilness.

In sum - it ripped my heart out repeatedly and made me enjoy it. Lovely, heartwrenching, necessary addition.

And thank you for bringing Kon back, no matter how temporary that may or may not be. *Contemplates the possibility that you will have Tim's big brother kill his boyfriend and wonders if even you are that cruel.*

Is it wrong that I kinda want to see that happen?

*Claps, and goes off to fb EVIL!Dick.*