The JLA was practically scrambling to find you after you got separated on a mission. A ship explosion knocked yours away, and they lost you in chaos of space, Bruce failed to track your suits broken tracker, and Hal flew around the nearby planets to see if you crashed on them, but nothing came up, Clark held hope you were fine, some others assumed the worst.

Years later, the JLA had gotten informed that someone of your description was on War World and headed off to go get you, finding you in the ring, fighting again a massive alien, but holding your own, your time trapped here seems to have affected you as you were far more aggressive in your attacks, not deadly, but aggressive.

"There they are!"

Clark said as he flew over, and the other joined him to stop the fight, needing to get you home safe.