A/N: I do not own young justice, nor do I own Tarantula.
For those of you who don't know Tarantula is the Catwoman to Nightwing's Batman, she is a femme fatale who operates within Bludhaven.
Cassie sat on the couch, staring at the t.v., smiling as Dick Grayson was being interviewed about acting as head CEO of Wayne Enterprises in Bruce Wayne's absence.
She as admittedly a huge fangirl, she fangirled over both the Justice League and Young Justice teams, in fact she was president of the Wonder Woman Fanclub at school. But she was especially a fan of Dick Grayson, he was striking with the most gorgeous blue eyes, and ebony black hair she wanted to run her fingers through. She sighed dreamily, he was just so perfect.
"And Richard, on a personal note, is there a special lady in your life?" asked the reporter, Cassie immediately sat up and leaned in paying rapt attention.
"Not at the moment." said Dick chuckling nervously. Cassie squealed and jumped up and down on the couchlaughing as she hugged the pillow to her chest so hard some stuffing came out.
"Oops." she said greatful her mother was at work, and she was currently alone in her apartment. After cleaning up the stuffing, she layed back down on the couch and kept watching.
He was perfect, and she wished he would notice her, but even though she was Wondergirl, Wonder Woman's faithful sidekick. She was still just Cassie Sandsmark, plain, old, Cassie Sandsmark.
Once the interview was over, she turned off the t.v. and remained on the couch staring up at the ceiling. Even if he'd never notice her, it was nice to have wishful thinking.
'Mrs. Cassie Grayson, has a nice ring to it.' she thought as she closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.
Dick headed towards the limo, ignoring the papparazzi and flashing cameras, wondering why Zatanna couldn't have just made a clone of Bruce and had him show up. Or at least have Alfred come in with him.
When he got inside he was surprised to find a woman in a gold cocktail dress, and a white ermine coat., her black hair done up in a bun.
"Hello Nightwing." she said seductively, Dick's hands curled up into fists, he was greatful the windows were tinted black so they couldn't see inside.
"Tarantula, what are you doing here? what have you done with alfred?" he asked, defensively, Tarantula was one of the few who knew of his identity, he hadn't told her, she was just a good detective.
She was also dangerous, making Jason's actions against criminals look like mere papercuts. She smirked at him.
"Relax, your butler is under the effects of a sleeping powder, it'll wear off in a few minutes." she explained before snapping her fingers, making whoever was in front drive.
"What do you want?" he asked, not willing to drop his guard around her, the one time he had she'd taken advantage of him in the worst way possible. Needless to say she didn't trust him at all.
"Just to talk, are you still working with those idiots you call a team?" she asked, the disgust was evident on her tone. Dick, narrowed his eyes.
"My team are not idiots." He replied defensively, she also had a habit of belittling his team, especially to their faces.
Tarantula rolled her eyes, she held a great deal of affection towards Nightwing, and was a bit saddened to see someone with such amazing potential wasting it on some kiddie squad.
"Whatever makes you happy wing." she replied, calmly, before continuing.
"All I'm saying is you could do so much better, putting those great skills of yours to work somewhere else like on the dark side for example."
"If you seriously came just to get me to join you, you've just wasted your time." said Dick rolling his eyes at her. She kept on smiling at him, mischieviously.
"Ironically though, tonight I actually need one of those kiddies." said Catalina, Dick lifted an eyebrow curiously.
"Why?" he asked, defensiveness creeping in, He trusted his team to handle themselves and take care of business, but he didn't trust Tarantula who had an immense dislike of them and while she was saner that the Joker she was still dangerous.
"Relax big bro, I just need the little blonde one, I need her specifically." she replied in a calm proffesional voice.
" Why do you need Wondergirl?" He asked, before she snapped her fingers stopping the car in what looked to be a secluded wooded area. They looked to the front where they heard some mumbling.
"Looks like your Butler's up, too bad, wing." she replied before pulling out a syringe from her coat and lunging at him. Dick grabbed her arms and held her back, she kneed him in the stomach, and managed to inject him with the syringe.
"wh...what did." he muttered before going limp in her arms, she reached into his pockets and pulled out his cellphone.
'Now to find Wondergirl,' she thought searching through his contact lists, she paused when she arrived on the picture of the blond girl next to her picture was her contact information.
"Ow!" exclaimed Cassie as she fell off the couch, having woken up thanks to her cell phone.
she groaned and rubbed her weary eyes, wondering who could be calling her at...midnight! She grabbed her cellphone and looked at the caller ID, It was Nightwing but why?
'This better be important.' she thought as she awnsered.
"Hello?"
"Hello Wondergirl." came a voice she recognized as Tarantula, immediately Cassie was up and ready for action.
"Tarantula, why do you have Nightwing's cell phone? What did you do to him?" She asked angrily. On the other line, the femme fatale chuckeled.
"My, my aren't we the over protective girlfriend Cassie, oh I'm sorry I meant Wondergirl." said Tarantula, Cassie's eyed widened in fear how did Tarantula know her real name? and what had she done to Nightwing?
"Now listen closely, or else..." said Tarantula, Cassie sat and listened intently.