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The Revelation (bendy-timed before the Meet and Greet)
The Sub-Visser was dying. It was obvious to anyone in the MedBay, from the way Paco was shuddering and moaning in his restraints. The last hold-out of the Yeerk infestation was dying. It would all be over soon.
He looked up as Superboy and Robin entered the MedBay and laughed, baring his teeth in a grin.
"Hey Superboy, want to know a secret?" he asked. "It's a good one. A real kicker, that Francisco and Jaime and Speedy have been keeping from you and your little friend there."
And before Jaime can stop him, he spits it out:
"You're dead when you go home. Dead! Had a nice funeral, too bad you weren't there too enjoy it. Oh!" he rolls Paco's head to look at Robin. "And I wouldn't get too attached to your little buddy Kid Flash either. Oh wait, too late isn't it? Ah well. At least Superboy goes out saving the world. Flashy drops the 'kid' off his name and goes out like a punk."
He looked up as Superboy and Robin entered the MedBay and laughed, baring his teeth in a grin.
"Hey Superboy, want to know a secret?" he asked. "It's a good one. A real kicker, that Francisco and Jaime and Speedy have been keeping from you and your little friend there."
And before Jaime can stop him, he spits it out:
"You're dead when you go home. Dead! Had a nice funeral, too bad you weren't there too enjoy it. Oh!" he rolls Paco's head to look at Robin. "And I wouldn't get too attached to your little buddy Kid Flash either. Oh wait, too late isn't it? Ah well. At least Superboy goes out saving the world. Flashy drops the 'kid' off his name and goes out like a punk."
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He's not going to argue Jaime's other point because--damn it--he's kind of right. And Tim isn't sure he would have done anything different if he'd been in Jaime's position, and knew Paco was going to die.
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"I think," Tim says slowly. "That you need to tell us what happened. The truth, this time. So we can try to figure out what to do now." He's trying to be patient, and not vent his anger.
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"Did we win? Did we stop them?"
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After the thing with Lycus, she'd even stopped being so angry all the time.
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"Okay. Then... okay."
He looks at Jaime.
"And I'm not mad. I get why you..." He breaks off. "I don't know how I'd tell somebody something like this, either, and when I was with the Legion, they were so freaked about the idea of sending me back to the wrong time, for what it could do... I get it."
He honestly has no hard feelings here. It's not Jaime's fault that this...that this is supposed to happen. It won't be his fault if it does happen like it's supposed to.
Clenching his fists fitfully at his sides, he glances up at the statue again. "If I have to go back, after all this, and...if I have to, I will. I mean, you figure, at the worst..."
Kon looks over at them both. "You figure at the very least I've got more time, right? I have extra time, that...that I wouldn't have had."
Looking down again, he says, "I just wish Cassie was here, though. That I had a chance to..."
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Tim?
She changes her course, and follows the voices at a jog; Tim’s arguing with someone, talking about... Kon? She barely listens to what they’re saying, focused on getting there.
When she reaches the statuary, she slows to a walk, and then comes to a dead halt when Kon asks about her, and then wishes for her to be there. Kon asks, as though he’s alive, and he is, there with Tim and another boy.
Cassie’s heart hammers in her throat. She has no idea how to interrupt, for a moment, so she just stands there, feeling weak in the knees and so utterly lost for words. A hand drifts to her mouth and she holds it there for a moment, eyes welling with tears.
“Kon?” she manages.
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He's going to die, but she's here. She's stuck here like they all are, but she's here. Even more time means nothing when he knows now that he's probably going to die, but now it means more time with her because she's here.
"...?"
It's only a half a second's pause. Worldlessly, he bounds towards her, and practically slams into her as he pulls her into his arms--hell, it might even be enough to bowl them both over.
"Cassie! You're here! You're here!"
He didn't know it was possible to feel this much relief after finding out something so horrible. He doesn't want her to be here, because of the dangers, because it sucks here, but he does, because the prospect of going right back to die without more time spent with her is horrifying.
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“––Woah!”
Down they go.
“Ow,” she cringes, but it can’t trump how overjoyed –– and stunned –– she is. “I’m here? You’re here!”
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He kisses her, hard.
"If you're from the future, I'm--I just found out I'm-- time travel. We got pulled from different times. I got pulled from right before the fight--the fight in the North Pole. I just found out--I--"
Now it's actually, finally hitting him. He buries his face against her neck.
"I just found out. I just--I..."
I don't wanna die.
"Guys," he says to Robin and Jaime. "Can you leave us alone a minute?"
Because he can't--he doesn't want to deal with this with other dudes there. This is...it's a little much, and...
If he'd just heard, maybe, if there wasn't the statue, if Cassie didn't just show up and give him a stark reminder of what he'd miss out on, if there was more time between when he was due to go back and the actual fight, if if if...
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He feels the worst he has ever felt right now.
He feels even more horrible for doubting someone who he--now that he's getting to know him--seems to deserve every statue and whispered prayer of thanks that he's gotten.
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"Hey," he says finally. "You okay?"
Because yes--he kind of wants Jaime to feel bad for lying to them, but... It had been a tough situation, and if he really hadn't known what kind of people they were, there was no way to know how telling them would have changed things.
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"I think I'd feel a lot better if one or both of you had punched me in the face."
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"You know what I mean."
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"I do intend to figure out how to save him some how. There's gotta be a way."
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