Chapter One

Have you ever been in a car accident? Well, the first one I was ever in was quite something. Not only was my car totaled, but I, my sister, and our cat, Gordo, were transported into a parallel universe. Pretty trippy, right? Well, this is the story of how it all happened.

My name is Kelly Swanson. My older sister is Leslie. I'm 18, she's 20. I'm thin, about 5'10", with hazel eyes and long brown hair. Leslie is almost 6 feet tall with dirty blond, curly hair which goes a little bit past her shoulders. Gordo is a very large cat. He weighs about 40 pounds, but he's by no means fat. He's perfectly proportioned, just scaled much larger than a normal cat.

So anyway, Gordo needed a booster shot for his rabies vaccination, so Leslie and I took him to the vet. On the way back, Leslie was driving and I was holding Gordo's carrier. It was one of those trendy tote-like bags. So Leslie and I were talking about music, when the car in front of us screeched to a halt in order to not hit a kid who'd run out onto the street. Leslie slammed on the brakes, but the car behind us didn't have enough reaction time. In one terrifying moment, we were rear-ended at full speed. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the driver side airbag deploy as I was thrown through the windshield, taking Gordo with me. My whole life flashed before my eyes, and then I saw white. Then tan, then dark brown. I had gone through the windshield and ended up flying onto a bed, then rolling off onto the dark wood floor. I moaned, trying to stand up, still clutching Gordo's carrier. I looked around to see where I was. As I turned to my left, I saw a man sitting up in his bed.

The man was very attractive. And shirtless. He had dark brown hair, dark eyes, slightly tan skin, and- holy shit. He was batman?

I found myself staring at a Christian Bale look-alike. He had a look of total bewilderment.

"You're probably wondering what I'm doing here," I said, pointing out the obvious.

"Uh, yeah," he said in a "thank you captain obvious" sort of way.

"Well, see, the thing is…" I trailed off, and took off running. I reached the door right as Alfred opened it. He was carrying a tray of breakfast. He simply looked right past me like it was no big deal that his boss had some strange lady in his bedroom. Oh, right, this is Bruce Wayne. Duh!

"Shall I go get more food?" Alfred asked in his oh-so-British accent.

"Oh, that won't be necessary," I said. "I was just leaving."

"Nonsense," I heard from behind me. Mm, sexy voice. I turned to look at Bruce, who was still sitting in his bed, his lower half still covered by the sheet and blanket. Alfred walked past me to the bed and set the breakfast tray down in front of Bruce.

"Excuse me?" I said, not sure if I had heard correctly.



"You at least have to stay for breakfast. Besides, you still haven't told me how you got in my room," Bruce said.

"Thing is, I'm not even sure how I got here," I scratched the back of my head. Gordo began to fidget in his carrier, causing me to set it down. He hopped out of the bag and shook a little. He looked up at Alfred and meowed. Well, okay, he squeaked, alright? Yeah, my forty pound beast of a cat squeaks. Alfred looked down at the ball of fur, and smiled slightly.

"You can pet him if you want," I said, feeling slightly awkward.

Alfred cleared his throat, and stood up straight.

"That's alright. How about I get this…cat, some food? Come on," he said to Gordo, who followed him out of Bruce's bedroom. Alfred closed the door behind him. I felt my cheeks begin to turn red. Here I was, in the bedroom of one of the hottest fictional characters, and we were totally alone.

"So…" I said.

"Toast?" Bruce asked.

"I'm good, thanks."

"So why don't you tell me how you got here?"

"Well," I began, "my sister and I were taking Gordo home from the vet, and we got in a car accident. The last thing I remember was going through the windshield and into your room. I know, it sounds like pretty lame, but I swear that's the truth."

"So you teleported?" he asked, completely unfazed by my story.

"Well, see, I didn't just change locations. I changed dimensions." At this, Bruce froze in mid-eating. He put his fork down and looked at me for a moment.

"That's interesting," he said. Wow. You know, for someone who always seems to have snappy one-liners and such, you'd think he'd be more creative with the words he used.

"Well, I'll be leaving now," I said, turning to leave.

"Nonsense," Bruce said. I stopped and turned back to him.

"Don't worry; you've got enough to worry about. I'd just be in the way. I mean, Batman can't-"oh shit…

Bruce face froze in shock.

"I…uh..."

"Now you have to stay here," he said, with a playful tone in his voice. I gulped.