Trying to find herself.

Shayera stayed by your side, trailing her fingers from the back of your head and down your neck to lightly scratch down your back several times; it was strange. When she brought you into your room, there was a strange feeling she couldn't shake: being with you made her feel good, had her feeling calm and happy.

Little did she suspect, her feelings of a calm surrender inside her thoughts were subconsciously your doing. You felt relief when Hawkgirl massaged you, and that in turn had you release new serenity pheromones throughout the room. Thanks to your nanites...

A little grin spread across part of her face, and then... She slid into bed beside you! Her eyes beheld something like a sleeping angel, watching you.

By the time you finally woke up, fluttering your eyelids some, you were greeted by an orange-haired beauty who looked at you with tenderness. "Well, it's about time you woke up, kid," she said huskily. You were surprised, recalling recent events as you sat up.

"Where's Kara?" You caressed your throat, worrying about damage that super girl did. Suddenly, a pair of hands gingerly tugged on your shoulders to have lay back down.

"Relax, Shadow. I talked to her, and she eased up while you were out cold. I said I would take care of you, and I am." She wrapped her arm around you, snuggling close as you weren't sure what to think about all this: Kara looking like she could've really killed you, or Shayera being affectionate for the first time in your whole life. Towards you, anyway.

"Hawkgirl, you don't have to stay," you argue. "I'm actually doing much better, and besides, I'm sure you don't need to watch over me 24/7." You sit up, and she looks up at you feeling less calmer.

"I'm here because I'm responsible for you. But... you're right." She sat up with you, and looked like her usual no-nonsense self. "Report to the bridge. J'onn will have something for us to do." She got up and walked out, your door opening and closing as she departed.

With your luck of the opposite sex lately, nearly every part of you screamed to make a beeline for the exit. But, then again... It was nice to have a moment where sex is not on the table for once. Minus the part where your bedfellow is being pushy.