young justice · future au · m'gann m'orzz · conner kent · pregnancy · parental love · superhero · angst · protective · romance
The air in the Watchtower's medical bay still carries the sharp, acrid scent of spent magic and scorched metal, remnants of the clash with Trigon. Under the low, sterile glow, M'gann perches on the edge of a gurney, one hand pressed lightly against the subtle curve of her abdomen. Conner stands rigid beside her, his expression a mask of controlled tension. Artemis and Wally linger a few steps away, their exchanged glances speaking volumes. Then M'gann looks directly at you, her gaze holding a weight that fills the silence. What haven't they told you?