A/N: Hello lovely readers! I know I should be writing up my next chapter for YDSYC, or working on my Captain America AU story... But I blame Just Watch Me Fly! She gave me this idea for a really sweet Batman OC, and then she tempted me with Tim Drake and damnit I can't refuse my favorite Robin and an OC idea!
SO this is going to be a short but amusing multi-chapter story focusing somewhere in the messed up DC/ Batman timeline. My OC's name is Charlotte, aka Charlie, LeBeu and an intern on the Gotham City Police force. I won't give too much else away, because then you wouldn't have to read the chapter to hear about her. I'm going to post this and probably chapter two tonight (because I may or may not have it half written/ planned...) and probably more this weekend since the boyfriend will be working and I'll have lots of free time!
I WILL get to the Captain America story, and my next YDSTC chapter, but it may be awhile because I'm a bit stuck on both at the moment. Maybe I'll get some more inspiration this week and post a lot this weekend, who knows!
I don't own anything DC related (except my awesome Batman Pajamas with the detachable yellow cape...) enjoy!
Deeply Yours
Chapter 1: Hello, Stranger
Tim POV
Usually when I meet girls, I'm doing the saving; when I met Charlie, she saved herself.
I should probably back up, a little; my name is Tim Drake and I'm Gotham's resident Robin- or this week I am, Damien could take back over any day now that his legs are healed up -and rescuing is sort of my thing. Normally I go by Red Robin and I sort of do my own thing while the others in our BatFamily help here or there. We take turns patrolling the city and the night I met Charlie, it was my turn. I was flying down 21st Avenue- well swinging I don't have the reinforced Robin Cape that Damien does, so I don't actually fly -when I heard a commotion down an alleyway.
Assuming that someone may need help- it is Gotham after all -I headed towards the noise. I wasn't prepared for what I found; mugging gone wrong? Hostage situation? Little old lady held at gunpoint? Yeah those I've seen a dozen times, but what I saw was something I never see; there was a tiny wisp of a girl kicking some serious ass to the poor souls who had probably been trying to mug her. She was a sight for sore eyes; probably just at five foot on the dot, and no more than 110 pound, the two men towered over her but she was still taking them down with a mix of martial arts that I knew from training with the BatFamily. I was so caught up by the sight of her, that it was over before I could swoop in and help.
"You can come down now, I heard you when you landed on the fire escape," the girl said, straightening her beige blouse and checking her slacks for rips." If you're on their side, maybe not coming out would be better."
"No ma'am, just your friendly superhero come to save the day," I grinned, sliding down the side of the fire escape and landing before her," but it seems like you've got the saving yourself part down so I've been rendered useless."
She hadn't been expecting that answer, her golden-brown eyes widened at it.
"You're okay with me taking them down?" She asked. I nodded, unsure of why she had to ask that." Sorry, it's just.. I'm interning at the Gothon City Police Department and all I've heard, since I transferred, was how I should back up and let the men handle things."
"You seem to have handled things just fine," I said, glancing down at the thugs on the ground." And whoever is giving you that Los dog crap about stepping back should be fired. I haven't seen anyone- man or woman -hold heir own like that in awhile." This seemed to only confuse her more." What's your name?"
"Charlotte LeBeu," she said, brushing bam the thick black-brown hair around her face," most people call me Charlie."
"I like that," I found myself saying, without meaning to. Charlie blushed a pretty pink and began fiddling with the strap on her messenger bag." Do you want me to walk you the rest of the way home? Or can you handle it yourself?"
"I can.. No, actually would you walk with me?" Charlie looked a little conflicted at the idea but I nodded all the same. Patrol be damned, a pretty (and feisty) girl had asked me to walk with her." So you're Robin, right?"
"One of them," I said, honestly. Pretty much everyone had figured out (by the different outfits and voices) there was a whole family behind the Batman/Robin mantle." It's my week on patrol. Usually I have my own territory.."
"Must be exciting, fighting crime and doing good all the time..." Charlie said absentmindedly. I nodded, but didn't speak, hoping she would keep going." That's what I want to do. I wanna do good, you know? My dad, he's French, and he used to be a French Peace Ambassador for the UN.. My mum is Indian and she was one too. That's how they met.. They were both so brave, and they did great things.. I thought maybe criminal justice would be good for me, because in a decent investigator and it would be doing good.. So far all I'm good for is getting coffee and looking pretty."
"Well, while I won't deny you are most definitely pretty," I said with a smirk and a blush of my own," they seem to be underestimating you, if your performance just now is any indication of your skill set."
"You seem to be the only person, aside from my father, to think so," Charlie sighed. They had been walking for a few moments, now, and i was starting to worry about the area of town.
"Not to diminish that thought, but do you walk this way every night?" I asked. Charlie nodded, glancing down a dark street, even her eyes a little scared at the prospect.
"It was the best deal that I could find on short notice," Charlie said nodding up towards what looked like an artist loft above one of the factory buildings." No one even knows this is here, so break ins aren't a worry, but the walk home is."
"Well, at least you can hold your own.." I said thoughtfully. She glanced up at me with those shining gold eyes like she wanted to say something else, but she didn't speak up." Listen, I'm sure you've got it under control, but if you ever do need anything.." I fumbled in my cape until I found a shiny silver whistle that Dick had given me as a joke." Here. It's pretty loud and annoying and I'm usually patrolling this area even on my normal nights.. Just in case you know?"
Charlie looked touched at the thought, and after a moment, she took the whistle and tied it to the end of her GCP lanyard. She gave me a soft smile, one that made my insides feel a little gooey, and then turned to leave.
"Thanks, by the way.. Even if you didn't save me you would have tried," she said mostly to her door. I felt myself beaming a little bit at her noticing that I would have helped. She was gone before I could reply, but I spent the rest of the night patrolling cloud nine.
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Charlie POV
After that first night meeting Robin- who after some digging at the station and comparing pictures, I figured out was Red Robin normally -I was embarrassed to admit that I looked for him on my way home, every night for a week. It wasn't until nearly ten days after that we had another run in, and this one was because I finally gave in and blew my whistle. The stupid (but totally sweet in a dorky way) rape whistle he gave me that first night.
"You should really read up on The Boy Who Cried Wolf," I heard from behind me, after blowing the dinky whistle for all I was worth. I whipped around and was met with the masked hero from before.
"Just testing out if you meant it or not," I said casually, my heart thumping hard against my ribs." Guys around here will do anything to get a pretty girl's attention, but not many can follow it up."
"You'll soon learn," Robin said leaving closer to me," Miss Charlotte LeBeu," God damn him for purring my name like a big lanky cat.." That I am a man of my word."
"Good to know.." I said a little more breathless than is admit to." That doesn't have the same affect since I don't know your name.. No fair pulling out the full name, by the way."
"I didn't use your middle name, I don't know it."
"Tia."
"Charlotte Tia LeBeu."
Double damn him.
"I find this friendship very skewed, Mr. Robin."
"Red Robin, I'm in actual uniform today."
"Details, details.." I said watching as he leaned against the wall of my building." You are here though.."
"I am," He countered, giving her an intense stare are some of his dark hair fell over his masked eye.
"You could come up for a cup of coffee..?" I offered, rather awkward now that he was before me." I mean, you have to patrol most of the night, right?" He nodded, his expression impossible to read with the white eyed mask." Coffee can help that... And I just so happen to have a gourmet stash from my dad's family, upstairs."
"Well," Robin said, his grin wide and infectious," I would be a fool to turn down an offer like that... Pretty girl, gourmet coffee, and a break from boring patrol? I'm in."
And so begun a very weird friendship.
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A/N: Sort of short and sweet, I could have played it up a little more- I have lots of banter and stuff that they could have easily volleyed back and forth, but this seems good. Next chapter is going to be longer because we're a) time skipping a bit and b) there are two really funny plot points we're going to nail before I end it.
I hope you guys don't hate Charlie, I have a lot of plans about her, and Just Watch Me Fly and I have been literally messaging back and forth about her (and ideas from both of us) all day! This chapter is dedicated to her, BTW, since she helped inspire this OC idea! And(again) if you haven't read any of her stories, go do it now! She's an AWESOME writer, and her stories make me happy c:
Ciao!