God knows why I'm starting a new one. Well, here's hoping you like it.

BEEP, BEEP.

BEEP, BEEP.

That was the sound telling her that she was needed right away, the sound of another emergency. Kori Anders, MD, rushed to the foyer of the hospital to be met with a body that was covered in blood. He looked to be about 15 or 16 perhaps, with a gun shot wound to the chest, and he was losing blood fast!

"Get this patient to ER, stat!"

The boy was rushed away at Kori's command.

Kori looked as though she was a shy person, always taking a back seat in life, never speaking out, but damn, when she wanted something done she wasn't going to hesitate about it. She wasn't afraid to bark orders at everyone when it came down to it, especially in her work place. She was a good doctor, highly admired and respected, but hardly had time for a love life. She was involved with someone a long time ago, she met him when she was still a medical student, but it didn't work out.

Richard Grayson, playboy and adopted son to Bruce Wayne was sitting on the balcony under the evening stars. Gotham was good to him; he was adored and admired by everyone. He always had a gorgeous girl on his arm each time you saw him whether it was at charity events, social gatherings, or at night clubs. He had everything he wanted, but lately things had been looking bland what with his lifestyle, and for some time now he craved a change. For him it was the same endless routine, he just wanted a refreshing change – or a refreshing someone. He had friends of course, but even your friends can't be by your side 24/7, they had their own lives too. He would often yearn for someone he could just have an intelligent conversation with. Bruce was no fun, he was too busy criticizing everything Richard did, which didn't help their relationship.

He needed a change of scenery, his mind skimmed through all the possible places he could escape to until his decision rested on one place, the café that was downtown. Maybe he'd see someone he knew….or someone interesting.

Luckily her shift was over and she was free to go home. Her apartment was a safe haven she would long for at the end of the day, she had everything she needed there….

"Darn it!"

Except coffee. Kori forgot all about that fact there was none left. She however considered going to her favorite place and ordering the best coffee she thought they'd had, which reminded her that she could stop by on her way home to stock up on anything else she needed. Grabbing her jacket and keys she headed back for her car and drove off.

The café was quiet, there were only a few people there, not that many as it was late. Richard was sitting down with his latte and reading the paper, it's not like there was anything else to do. He ignored the sound of the door opening as he had done before, not expecting anyone of particular interest to walk in. But it wasn't until she had sat down with her coffee at the table by the window that his eyes fell on her. She was a gorgeous red head, slim figure and amazing green eyes. She looked tired and exhausted, but as he stared he could tell she looked innocent and sweet. He tried to be inconspicuous watching her every move, the way her eyes would tiredly blink, it added to her allure.

Kori sat at the table gazing outside. She would rather be at home catching up on some TV, but not without getting herself some delicious coffee to help her unwind. She was so tired, too tired to notice anyone staring at her this whole time. Thoughts of tomorrow and what the day was going to throw at her drifted by, making her grimace. Her dream was to have her own practice where she could work reasonable hours and be her own boss, but she didn't have the money to invest in that. It was going to be a while before she could save up enough just to even start thinking about drawing out the blueprints. She sighed as she caught the time.

He observed her as she glanced at her watch and got up to leave. He thought about following her home, but then that would seem too perverted, and it wasn't his style. No, that was more Roy's way, one of his best close friends. He did that once and got caught only to have the cops called on him, that was when he called Richard to bail him out of that little misunderstanding.

Maybe if I'm lucky I'll bump into her again, he thought to himself. Aw, but who am I kidding, not a chance in hell a girl like that would be single.

The sound of the door opening snapped him out of his daze and he caught the red head fumbling with her keys trying to remember where her car was parked. She drove a red Acura he noted, while she managed to locate it, getting in and speeding away into the distance.

He sighed heavily. I'll probably never see her again.

It was quiet at Wayne Manor that day even though Bruce was holding a meeting with some people to talk business. Richard walked into the kitchen from a work out at the gym and a shower. He took out a bottle of water from the fridge and began to sip it down when Bruce came in.

"Are your friends gone?"

"They were business associates Richard, and yes, they're gone."

"So now you're here to piss me off, right?"

Bruce glared at him, "Can't you just be in a good mood for once?"

"Funny, coz as soon as I begin to be in a good mood you come along and bring it down."

Bruce was just about to answer when he started to grab at his chest gasping for breath. He was choking! Richard was immediately alarmed.

"Oh my God! Bruce! ALFRED!"

The gray butler came rushing in as fast as he could.

"Is everything alright Master Dick, you sounded….good heavens!" Shocked at the sight of Bruce on the floor Alfred quickly knelt down and tried anything he could think of to revive him.

"He just fell…just like that. We were talking and that was it…it all happened so fast."

"It's alright Master Richard calm down, we need to get him some medical assistance straight away."

"You're right, I'll call 911," Richard flipped his cell open and was soon reporting the incident to the operator, who sent out an ambulance immediately.

Bruce Wayne was rushed through the doors and immediately all the medical staff began wheeling him into ER, everything was so frantic. Richard and Alfred were told to go to the waiting area, they were worried sick not knowing what to expect. Richard tried to see if he could get any news from what was going on, but all he was told was that they couldn't tell until they'd finished operating...

"It's late Master Richard, and I really do think you should go home and get some sleep."

"I can't Alfred, I just can't. I have to see if he's alright. Why don't you go, I'll call you if I hear anything, or if I need to be picked up."

Alfred nodded and quietly left, leaving a devastated Richard who had buried his face in his hands. How could this happen? He had to admit, there was always tension between the two, but that didn't mean he wanted anything like this to happen to Bruce. He would've given anything at that point to make sure he was alright.

He was oblivious to the various people walking in and out of the waiting area, too caught up in his own grief when he happened to look up to see none other than the same red head who was in the café that evening. She had her eyes closed as she let her head fall back while trying to massage the back of her neck with one hand. She had a white coat on with medical instruments dangling from her pockets and a name tag on her chest. This must be where she works then. He stood up and slowly approached her just as she opened her eyes and her gaze fell onto him. He froze in place not knowing what to do. She on the other hand, though a little startled, smiled warmly at him, calming his nerves enough for him to say, "Hi, my name's Richard."

She opened her mouth to speak but just as she was going to someone came in calling for her urgent assistance. Without a single word she rushed out to where she was needed. Richard stood there as if contemplating what he saw was real. He never thought he'd see someone as beautiful as her again, now if only he could get her name...