Ch. 1 Long Day
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Power Girl flies in to her room after making the world a better place by saving kittens from trees, apprehending petty thieves and most importantly stopping a plot of mole people from ruling the sewers of New York. All in all it was slow day and as she made her way to her bathroom, reeking of sewage, to get in to a nice hot bath. As she strips her costume and lets it fall to the ground she turns on the faucet on the hottest setting determine to scrub the muck and grime off her. She slips into the shower with the hot water hitting her skin and feeling all the weariness of the day just wash off. After several minutes just standing she begins washing her skin and shampooing her hair.
After she is done she hops out the bath feeling clean and energize. She picks up a towel and dries herself and picks up a second one to dry her hair and wraps it around her head. She looks at the crumpled costume with disdain it's better to just consider it a lost cause and throw it out she thinks and picks it up travels quickly to the kitchen and puts in a bag. She then goes to her room and puts on a comfortable pair of panties and a short sleeve shirt. Looks at time (huh, it's still early I guess I'll watch some TV.) She walks to the kitchen to get a snack and heads towards the living room when she notices a shadow moving. She immediately pins the individual to the wall lifting him several inches off the floor.
"Karen, it's me"
"Bruce? What are you doing here?" Karen is surprise that Batman has shown up at her home.
"I need your help with an assignment I'm working on," Batman replies stoically.
"You couldn't have called or knocked like a normal person?" Not expecting an answer knowing full well Batman doesn't bother with such minor courtesy. "I could have killed you know."
"No, you wouldn't" he replies with that same monotone voice.
Hearing the confidence in his voice she isn't sure whether he trusted her or is just being smug. "Hmm, don't be so sure. I still might end up killing you" she smiles. Deciding to play with him a little she uses her other hand and mimic like if it is walking on his chest, "What does the big bad bat need help with?"
"Karen, put me down" he commands her.
Surprised at his sudden change in voice she lets him go and takes a step back. He bends his knees and stands straight almost immediately. With some effort he stops himself from rubbing his sore neck.
She looks at him at then admonishes herself for showing weakness. This is nothing more than a man in a bat suit and yet she felt a little scared. He does manage to hang out with some of the worlds strongest heroes and as earned their respect for someone without powers. Karen, can admire that in the man if nothing else.
"How long have you been here? How come I didn't hea.." she stops to listen to his heartbeat and can't hear it. "What's going here, Bruce, I can't hear your heart?"
"It's the new suit it generates a shield that can suppress sounds around me," Batman states. "I got tired of Clark yanking me out of the nowhere whenever he needs help" he smiled a little.
Did she just see Batman crack a smile? "You should smile more it looks good on you," and adds, "You still haven't told me how long you been here?"
"I came here while you were showering and saw you throwing out your costume," he adds with a devilish grin, "I waited until you had something more than just a towel around you."
Turning aside blushing a little, "Wow, you're quite the gentlemen, aren't you?"
"I try," he replies with a grin.
She turns toward him shocked at the way he was acting never seeing this side of him. Even though Clark told her he was a fun guy once you got know him she never believed him. That reminded her, "How come you didn't ask Clark for help?"
"This does not concern him," he replies crisply. "Besides it involves one of your regulars an arms dealer by the name of, Benjamin Vitale."
"He is quite a successful arms dealer, but I don't see why you're after him?" She walks to the sofa and sits down signaling for him to the same.
He just walks forward and stands on the side, "He has been selling weapons to the criminals in Gotham." "I believe there is more to it though because none of the other major players have responded to him dealing in their territory and I believe there might be someone pulling the strings."
She sighs (he was just starting to act friendly and now he is back to his gloomy self), "Well he has been quiet lately and I was wondering what he was up to." In reality she hadn't but one did not admit that in front of Batman. "So, what do you need from me?" she looks at him.
"Have you heard anything major happening here or know of anyone that might have some information on what, Vitale, is working on?"
"He has a couple of acquaintances around the city they might know something." She stares at him, "I'll show you tomorrow right now I wish to just relax and sleep."
"Very well, I'll see you tomorrow," he turns to leave.
"You're not going all the way to Gotham are you?" she turns to look at him. "Though you can't stay here either," she grins at him.
"No, Bruce has come here for business and to attend a gala," he replies. "I am at the moment staying at the Carlyle hotel."
"Working on your playboy persona, what happened to that model you were going out with?" asking him playfully.
"It didn't work out she was busy with her career and I had my own," he says without much emotion.
"When are you going to settle down? Eventually you'll be told old for the playboy angle," with a big grin on her face(let's see if I can get him to smile again).
Without turning around he plans on saying one of his signatures lines that until the world is safe, but opts for "When I find the right woman." He leaps out the window he came in from.
She sees him go out and is a bit disappointed she didn't get see to him smile. She shakes her head (he must always have the last word) smiling she turns to look at the clock. It's getting late and she decides to go to bed. Lying on her bed it hits her that this was one of the few conversations with Batman she had and that lasted more than five minutes. Giggling at this she gets a warm feeling inside her (I guess he isn't as gloomy as I thought). With this thought sleep finds her.
Thank you for reading and I tried to keep them in character as much as possible though some liberties will be taken since this is a non cannon story. Please leave comments so I can better develop the story.