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If you'd been thinking that Renee has been avoiding the bar to stay in her room and heal, you'd be absolutely right.

Right now, though, there's an ex-cop out on the training grounds, standing on one had on a railing, her legs bent back over her head. There's just not enough space in her room for her usual style of meditation.

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"Ah. You don't know if she's into you, or if she's into women?" Charlie heard a lot of rumor about Helena. And ignored it all. Except for the stuff about Nightwing, who acted like a first class clod in her presence. "And with her, you never know when to be subtle and when to be blunt." Charlie thought he had that figured out. That was not the case.

Renee sighs. And shrugs. "Something like that. Just need to clear stuff with her."

With permission given, it's not Charlie's business any more.

Which he accepts from Renee. And almost no one else.

"I hope it works out." He knows about the heartbreak in Renee's life. It would be nice if at least one of them found something more.

"Thanks." It's sincere. She appreciates his well wishes.

She drops her leg, sits for a few seconds more.

"So I saw Cris."

"Here?" Where else would she see him, since Cris Allen was murdered?

"That'd be nice."

Ruefully, Renee shakes her head.

"At home. He's flying about in a green cape with divine backing these days."

"Oh." That stings. Another person back from the dead. Not even someone who was super to start with. "Divine backing...he's the Spectre now?" Wasn't it that dead cop from the 40s? Or maybe, according to some rumors, a Green Lantern?

"Yeah," Renee confirms. "Can't say I envy him."

"How did that happen?" For once, Charlie is very surprised by something. And shows it. "And, yes, that is not a job I want. The Spectre is scary but also a bit...sad."

"I didn't ask," Renee admits. "We had other things to do.

"As far as I know, the Spectre showed up and offered him the choice. He took it."

"So you were in battle with the Spectre? Did that help or hinder?" Fighting alongside Black Adam was not a joy.

Renee inhales through her teeth. "Both.

"When it came down to it, we were running resuce on him."

He just raises an eyebrow at that. And waits for Renee to explain. Or not.

"Cain," Renee explains. "Separated them. Enslaved the Spectre. You know anything about anti-life?"

"The Darkseid conspiracy sites claim it's the key to total conquest. The ultimate brainwashing tool." He's never believed in it. "It's real? And can slow down the wrath of God?"

"You want to think about what would happen if the wrath of God spoke it?"

"No. No, I don't." Though the idea that something could take control of an aspect of God poses some rather difficult theological questions. Which are not for now. "How did you and Huntress help him?"

"Mostly by getting stabbed," Renee says unhelpfully. "You read that bit in the Crime Bible about the Spear of Destiny?"

It's not a rhetorical question. She honestly has no idea what she learned after Charlie died; her studying has been that intensive.

"It sounds a little familiar. Though I don't think we got too far on any sort of details." Hard to forget anything involving an artifact as powerful and legendary. Including the fact that it kept the JSA out of World War II.

"That's what I got stabbed with," Renee says dryly.

"But then at least I had it, and could use it against him."

"So you and H took on a divine force and the first murderer. And won." He feels a bit of pride that she could do that. The student has exceeded the teacher.

StudentS.

"Well, we are awesome," Renee points out dryly.

"Only because you had good teachers." He will gladly share credit with Richard.

"Yeah," Renee allows reluctantly, "I guess that's part of it."

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"Part of it." He almost smiles.

"Sounds like you did good, Renee."