All's Well and Good. For now...

With Poison Ivy taken care of, you decide to leave the Asylum. Surely you can imagine that they may contact you again, if not another Super, to handle a similar crisis. If it should come back up. In the meantime, though, you whip out your communicator and call the space base. "Watchtower, this is Shadow calling. One to teleport to the bridge." The Martian Manhunter, J'onn J'onzz, answered,

"Acknowledged. Stand by, Shadow." And before you could blink, your body became light that compressed, got thinner immediately, and you disappeared.

Back on board the headquarters of the Justice League, you reappear on the teleport platform. You felt slightly tingly, not having been used to moving from one place to another instantly, but you tried shaking it off. "Whoa. Talk about the express route." You look around, glad to see familiar faces including J'onn who oversaw the missions, Huntress who gave you a saucy wink, still wanting you to call her and you forgot until now, and Black Canary, who was looked hot in more ways than one from seeing you again, and... Uh-oh. It was Supergirl, coming towards you. "There you are. I knocked on your door, but you weren't there. I was wondering if you had any plans for tonight."

"Sorry, Kara," you replied, feeling a bit sheepish while rubbing the back of your head. "Arkham called me to help an inmate settle down: Poison Ivy. She was..." He stopped himself; should he reveal what happened at her cell? What could have happened...? Supergirl had never controlled her strength as often as her mentor, Clark Kent did. He was nervous about what she'd do, like ripping his heart out like it was nothing, pound him to a sentient paste, cook him with her laser vision, etc. She did break him out of his thoughtfulness.

"Yes...? Ivy was what?" You take a deep breath. 'Might as well confess,' you resolved. So you told exactly what happened when you got there: the doctor talking about Ivy, going down to see her, helping her orgasm and feel better and how she returned the favor.

"After that, I told her to stay and finish her sentence with no evil plans of any kind. It was tempting to finish the 'job', but I had to be strong. So, after the doctor thanked me, I left." He cringed some, nervous that his lover, one of them, was going to be really sour!