"Rose Forrest aka Thorn the Serial Killer?" Zatanna looked down at the auburn haired young lady.

"Thorn is only a killer vigilante," Hill countered, "And being Conner Kent's girlfriend will stabilize her Multiple Personality Disorder.  Well that and..."

"And Luthor's niece Nasty?" Zatanna asked.

"About to be Powergirl's girlfriend," Maria smiled, "Nasthalthia got caught with Unlce Lex's Plutonium on an outbound flight to blacklisted nation.  She agreed to this as well as handing us these other two."

"How did she get Selina Kyle?"

"The soon to be Mrs. Wayne tried to sabatoge Nasty's plane and was injured.  Seems someone wanted that package without going to the Luthors."

"You said soon to be Mrs. Wayne?" Zatanna asked.

"Yes," Hill smiled, "If it keeps her from breaking into banks and jewelry stores."

"Hmm," Zatanna thought for a minute, "Director Hill, was I a subject of this project?"

***

Washington DC,

Phil Coleson waited at the door of the Airport with his car.  Right on time Elsie walked out.  The happy couple kissed.

"How was the concert?" Coulson asked his wife.

***

Metropolis NY,

Amora, Nat Luthor and Rose Forrest walked off the train from their spa trip.  Clark was waiting for them with Lois.  Lois was giving Amora the stink eye again, well by night fall those would be lust filled puppy dog eyes...

***

Cleveland OH,

Barbara and Samatha Minerva hugged their mentor Tigra.

"Ready for the zoo promo?" Tigra asked her students.

"Cheetah and Puma are ready to wow the crowd!" Samatha smiled.

"Well you better be ready now," Tigra smirked, "There are about a dozen photogs on the other side of that door, so let's strut!"

***

Gotham City

Alfred waited in the private hanger with the limo, the bags were moved by the ground crew and the ladies walked the dozen feet from the Stark Industries Executive Jet to the waiting limo.

"Doctor, Mrs. did you have a nice conference?" Alfred smiled.

"The only good thing about these meetings is a chance to see Red again Alf," Doctor Quinzell said with a sigh, "Maybe we can have her back for a Menage a quad?"

"You never learned french did you Harley?" Selina petted the blonde on the head, "Personally I can not wait to get back to the manor and change out of Chanel and into Bruce's favorite outfits."

"None of fit in the batsuit," Harley arched an eyebrow.

"Our birthday suits Harley," Selina sighed.