I Do Not Own Batman or anything else, except my OC(s)!
"Flight 23 will be leaving shortly for Gotham City" The woman on the intercom said loudly.
I stood up from my chair and walked over to the woman who was taking tickets for the flight. I handed her my ticket before boarding the plane and taking my seat. I let out a sigh as a huge man who smelled funny sat next to me. He was smacking his lips together as chewed on something. The man looked at me and smiled showing horrible yellow teeth.
"My names Harold" He said and continued his lip smacking.
"Lily" I said as I tried to hide my annoyance.
I turned my head to the window next to me and hoped that the plane ride to Gotham would be over soon. Not because of the man next to me, but because I was dying to see my Grandfather, who was so kind to ask his boss if I could stay with them for a while My Grandfather's boss, Bruce Wayne, who I had met a lot growing up was like an older brother to me. Though I haven't seen him in the last eight years.
My grandfather Alfred has told me every time I asked him when he came to visit me, in New York once a year that Bruce has been very busy with some soul searching. I was brought out of my thoughts when the man, Harold began to cough moving all over the seat knocking into me once in a while. I growled lowly at him as he cleared his throat making a sickening sound.
"Sorry" He muttered before spitting in a cup.
I gagged a little and turned away from him. I got out my iPod and began to listen to my music loudly to ignore the man next to me. As my music blocked out the world around me, I couldn't help, but think about my Mother and Father. I could remember their cheerful smiles. Smiles that I have missed seeing in the last thirteen years. You see my parents were driving home one night and stopped at a gas station to get some things. They were paying for their things when a group of robbers walked into the store shooting everyone in there. My parents died along with ten people. The robbers were never caught.
I was only sixteen when that happened and I was forced to live with my Aunt and Uncle with their four children. To say that they treated me like one of their own would be a lie. A lie that I had to tell family and friends, until I reached the age of eighteen. That's when I moved to New York and went to a culinary school. Ever since my Mother had taught me to cook at a young age, I had wanted to own my own restaurant. I have recently graduated from the school and have no where to else to go, beside to Bruce's.
I closed my eyes trying to fall asleep ignoring the man next to me. About twenty minutes of trying, I had manage to fall asleep, but for only a few hours. But I did not mind being woken up by the stewardess, because when I was woken up the plane had arrived in Gotham. I thanked the woman as I got out of my seat. I quickly exited the plane and walked into the airport passing the man I had sat next too. I stopped walking with a wide smile on my face as I saw my Grandfather waiting for me with a small sign. I rushed over to him hugging him tightly. He wrapped his arms around me.
"It's great to see you my little Lily" He said as he held me out at arms length looking me up and down, "You have grown since I last saw you"
I laughed as he removed his arms, but stopped when he reached for my luggage, that I had tossed on the ground when I went to hug him.
"I can carry them, Papa" I told him as I reached for them.
"I won't let my Granddaughter carry her own luggage, especially after a long flight like yours" He said and took my suitcases from me.
"It was only a five hour flight and I slept through most of it" I told him as we walked through the slightly crowded airport.
He only shook his head at me. I rolled my eyes and followed him out of the building. We stopped next to a black car. Papa opened the trunk and placed my luggage inside as I got into the back of the car. Papa shut the trunk and got into the driver seat up front.
"So how's Bruce?" I asked him after a moment of silence.
"He is doing good. Can't wait to see you again" Papa told me with a smile glad that Bruce was finally and hopefully getting out of his down in the dumps mood.
"And I can't wait to see him either! I've missed him over the last eight years" I told him and I thought I heard him say he has too, but I ignored it.
"Well Lily how has life in New York been?" he asked me and I shrugged my shoulders as I looked out the window of the car.
"It's been okay and I have missed you" I told him.
"That's good and I missed you also" He told me with smile on his face.
We arrived at the Wayne Manor half an hour later. I got out of the car and looked up at the big building smiling wide as I saw a man look out of one of the many windows. I waved and followed Papa as he walked to the main door of the place. I heard the sound of someone walking down the stairs with a light thump a few seconds after each foot step. I turned to the stair case to see Bruce limping with a cane. My eyes went wide after seeing his face. He had a beard and mustache, but that wasn't what made my eyes went wide, well part of it had, but it was mostly his eyes. They were darker then normal, like there was no happiness or light in them.
"Bruce, long time no see!" I said grinning widely as I hugged him.
He returned the hug and chuckled as he ruffled my hair a little.
"You should had come and visit me then" He said with a small smile.
I rolled my eyes at him as I patted my hair down.
"Sorry, but I had been a little too busy with school to come and visit. I finally graduated though! So I have all the time in the world now" I told him.
"Congratulations, you got a degree in..." He paused for a moment thinking.
I giggled at him, and shook my head.
"Bachelors in Culinary" I told him.
"Right! I'm sorry that I forgot all about it. I did get you something though. Um, Alfred could you go get the present I was planning on sending her?" Bruce asked Papa.
"Yes, Master Wayne" Papa said and left to a different room.
"So how are you Lily?" Bruce asked as we walked to the living room.
"I'm doing fine" I told him with a small smile on my face.
"Really?" He questioned as stared into my eyes.
I looked away from him. I've been fine, but lately I've been thinking about my parents and missing them so much. Every time I met someone and they ask me how I was, I tell them I'm fine, but really on the inside I'm not.
"I miss my parents, Bruce. I miss their smiles, and their laughter. I miss them so much" I said as I tried to hold back the tears that have been threatening to fall for a while now.
"Hey it's okay, Lily. Just remember that they are always with you" He said pulling me into a brotherly hug.
"I know that they are, but I just wish they were still here" I whispered into his shoulder as I hugged him.
"I know how you feel" Bruce whispered as he hugged me.
Someone's throat cleared making Bruce and I let go of each other. We turned to see Papa holding a medium size box. I smiled at Bruce and thanked him for the gift as Papa handed me the pastel purple wrapped box.
"You didn't have to get me anything" I told him as I un-wrapped the box.
"I know, but I wanted too. You deserved it after working so hard in school" Bruce said as he watched me pull the lid of the box off.
I gasped after seeing the gift he had given me. It was a beautiful black strapless gown that had white sparkling swirl design on the right side. I held the dress up to me and watched as the soft fabric fall to my feet. The gown must had cost a fortune! I couldn't take something like that!
"It's so beautiful Bruce, but I can't take something like this" I told him as I looked up from the dress and at him.
Bruce smiled and shook his head at me.
"Keep it, I have no use for a dress, but I'm sure you will soon" He said with a small grin like he knew something.
I cocked my head a little as I stared at him with my eyebrows knitted together in confusion. What did he mean? I had no reason for a beautiful gown like that! It looked like it was suppose to worn to places like rich parties or plays. I went to neither of the things.
"You didn't tell her?" Bruce asked looking at Papa who shook his head no.
I looked between the two wondering what was going on.
"I let Alfred off tomorrow night and got you two reservation at this great restaurant, so the two of you can catch up" Bruce said.
"Will you be joining us?" I asked him curiously.
Over the last eight years I have heard over the internet and some of the women that I went to college with that Bruce never left his home and some said that he had left Gotham and moved to some remote exotic place in the Caribbeans.
"I don't go out anymore" He said with a frown.
I frowned also and chewed on the inside of my lip wondering if there was someway that I could talk him into going with us, but before I could even speak one word, Papa ushered me up stairs to show me my room. It was on the west wing of the mansion where the guest rooms were. We walked down the long hallway in silence, until we stopped in front of a door. Papa set my luggage down to unlock the door with an old bronze key.
"After the mansion was burnt down, Master Wayne had your old room restored just the way it was when you were little" Papa said as he opened the door.
He picked up my suitcases and walked inside with me following him. I looked around the room with a smile on my face. Everything was the exactly the same, except there were a few differences, but they were hardly noticeable.
"What do you think?" Papa asked as he set my suitcases down on the floor.
"It's exactly the same" I told him with a smile as I walked over to the window that was above the garden.
"I'm glad you like it. Well dinner will be around seven. Master Wayne usually eats in his room, so it will most likely be just the two of us, my little Lily" Papa smiled.
I nodded my head and Papa excused himself saying that he had to start cooking dinner. I turned to my suitcases after shutting my bedroom door. I put away my clothes quickly and looked at the gown that I hung in the closet. I could believe that Bruce had bought me something like that. He was to kind. Paying people to help find my parents, letting me stay here, and buying this beautiful dress! How could a man who was that kind, hide from the world?
I shook my head as I held in a yawn. I walked over to my closet and grabbed my pajamas. I changed into the light yellow tank top and shorts quickly, before laying on the feather soft bed. I closed my eyes and was instantly asleep.