Back to Reality!

While your mind was on holiday, lying in the middle of a vast desert with your counterpart, the Imp, Flash had run all over the world looking for you. Unfortunately, the fusion cannon fried your communicator, so the rest of the League couldn't pinpoint your exact location. "Puddin'..." Harley stared down at the gigantic blue ball below, worried about you. Sir Justin placed his hand softly upon her shoulder, looking resolute as she returned his gaze.

"We will find him, milady; his spirit and compassion are powerful." Even with what was left of the League, and with Steel breaking out an **** Batman from his icy trap, no one was about to give up. Not the fight, and not on you... Green Lantern had woken up before the search for you started, and he used his ring's energy to boost the location signal any way he could; Zatanna couldn't even bring you magically back for something about you prevented her, so she resorted to pacing back and forth on the bridge to think of a better plan.

"Flash? Lantern here. Come in." John was going to check in with his buddy, see how his search beared.

"Ten-four, good buddy," Wally joked, trying not to get worked up.

"Any sign of him?"

"Nope. Can't find Dr. Jekyll or Mr. Pure Evil, but I'll keep--" He stopped talking when he spotted something lying near the road. "Wait. I think I found them." He ran up to the bodies and confirmed it! "Well, shiver me timbers! I found the treasure," he smiled, as the others happily clamored to the console. "Repeat: I found the treasure."

"Sit tight, Flash!" Lantern ordered. "We're locked onto your position." And the technicians began working on teleporting Flash and you back up.

"Ok, Scotty. Two to beam up. Energize!" Wally didn't care that it sounded geeky, and hoisted you up away from the Imp. Finally, after a couple of minutes, both of you vanished from sight and reappeared on the bridge. As soon as you got there, Harley, your partners and others came to you.

"I checked his pulse," said Wally seriously. "Shad's not banging that drum too much, but he's still playing it." Lantern enveloped your outline in a green light and Harley hugged your body.

"You gotta get better, Mr. S. You just gotta." And John lifted you out of her clutches, leaving her crying.

"He'll be all right, Harleen. We'll do what we can. For him, and for the others," he promised, looking back. The staff, including Hawkgirl helped lift up Clark and J'onn next to the console, next to each other alongside Batman.

They were really out of commission for the time being...

John carried all the bodies with his ring to the infirmary, with help provided underneath them by any free hands. Your body first in line...