AU. On assignment in Europe Barbra Gordon, Batgirl, meets the angry Roy Harper, Aresnal. As the two learn how to make it on their own, they soon fall in love. Now Barbra is ready to come back to Gotham to join the Justice League. Roy fallows her, knowing that they are destined to be together. But they have no idea what is in store for them as the struggle to find out who they are.

Chapter 1: Temporary Arrangement

The airplane had spotty wifi, but I was making due. I was looking at the Gotham Academy's website for information of the Orientation on Monday, reading through what they would have us do. Most of it was moving in and finding your classes, which would not be a problem for me, since I had been to Gotham University many times growing up in the city. I already knew how to get to classes, the caf, and the library, which was all that I needed. Looking at the campus map, I decided the best place for parking would be in front of Rossum, the computer science building, because it was centrally located.

My phone lit up, causing me to look away from my computer. It was Roy, "I miss you."

I sighed and texted back, "I miss you too."

I put my phone back, and turned back to the laptop. After a long argument/discussion with my dad it was decided that I was going to stay at home and commute to classes. I remember how my dad protested to me staying at home, telling me that we had the money for the "college experience". However, in order for me to do that Dad needed to pull double shifts to cover for on-campus tuition, and I could not allow that. I knew saying it would be cheaper would never fly because he was a prideful man, so I told him that I wanted to stay home to keep better touch with friends. Also, I added that Bruce could afford to send all of his kids to live on campus, and none of them did. That was sort of a lie, because the boys had to stay at the manner to stay in the Cave. But my dad did not know about any of that.

My phone lit up again. Roy said, "I am at Le Gabriel all alone."

"How is the souffle?" I asked knowing it was his favorite dessert.

I turned back to the computer. I remembered telling my dad that "the college experience" was going to football games, frat parties, and underage drinking, all which I could live without. He really could not argue with that because how would the Police Commissioner encourage his daughter to drink underage and hook up with guys. I really did not think I was going to be missing out much because I was never into the party scene, mainly because if I was, Bruce and Dad would have teamed up to kill me. But also, I never was that type of person. I was a wall-flower until I became Batgirl and then my idea of a fun night out became beating the crap out of drug dealers and thieves.

There was another reason why I wanted to stay at home, and that was so I could be there to take care of dad. The man thought a healthy diet was light beer and gluten free donuts. There were times I came home from school, and found out he had pizza for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. I almost started adding sugar to brussel sprouts just to get him to eat something green. His last doctors visit did not look good, and that was when I decided that things would be better for both of us if I stayed at home.

The phone buzzed and I looked down to see Roy's text, "I don't know. I am having the madeleines."

I moaned. Those were by far my favorite thing about Paris, outside of night patrol and spending time with Roy. "Why are you torturing me?" I texted back to him.

"You started it," he replied.

"WHAT?!" I texted back. How did I start this?

"You left me."

I felt like I had been punched in the gut. He was right. I had left him.

"I gave you the option to come with me," I replied.

"You know why I can't."

I turned back to the computer, trying to focus on finding the right parking spot. But nothing was helping. My mind was filled with Roy's face when I first proposed that we go back to Happy Harbor in Rhode Island. He had a mixture of shock, anger, and grief. He said no, just no in that stoic voice he gets when he is angry.

It had been three years since he had woke up from his coma. He had been in contact with his team a little but not since the alien invasion. His alternate, Will Harper, was who he mainly stayed in contact with. But Roy had only told Will that he was in Europe and he was not coming home. When ever he did talk to me about it, Roy would say that there was nothing left for him in Star City.

I remembered when i told him that I was going back to Gotham. Bruce had called me a week before saying that they needed me, and I had dragged it out as long as I could. Finally, the day came when I had to start packing.

"Where are you going?" He asked.

"Home," I said.

"We are home. Unless you want to go hit up another city."

"Roy, I am going to Gotham. It will always be my home."

"Oh."

"You knew this was a temporary arrangement."

"Right yeah."

That was the discussion. He just shut down on me. I knew that he was hurt that I needed to go to Gotham like he needed to avoid Star City. But when he got hurt, he would just shut down and stop talking.

I shook my head of the memory. It's not like if he got down on his knee and proposed to me and swore that I was what he needed I would stay. However, I wished he would have told me that I was hurting him by leaving instead of helping me pack and driving me to the airport like he could not wait to get rid of me.

I sighed and looked out the window, and thought of sitting across from Roy, eating madeleines, and drinking wine. I knew it had been a temporary arrangement.