As History Repeats
by Erin Griffin
Fandom: Birds of Prey TV (AU)
Pairing: Huntress/Batgirl kiss
Rating: PG-13 for Huntress' sexiness
Summary: Just like her predisessor before, Batgirl gets caught up in a game of cat and mouse with a mysterious stranger.
I don't own anything. I am just playing with them for now. I am just playing with them because the WB/CW dropped them liked they're hot (and they are).
Note: This was somewhat but not really inspired by the sight of Dina Meyer on TV twice in one day. Once on an old episode of Friends and a newer one of her on Burn Notice. All I can say to that is Yikesabee. Here's to my first BoP story in like over a year. Definately not my best.
Barbara Gordon tightened the grappling hook and swung from the top of the Wayne Enterprises building down towards the New Gotham Bank headquarters. She could hear only her own breathing and the air that whooshed past her ears as she made the landing, and a flick of her wrist reeled the hook back to her quickly and silently. She waited for a moment. Then she heard, Batgirl, the target is approaching from the northeast. Estimated time, 35 or 40 seconds.
Thanks for the heads up, Oracle.
Please becareful this time. You know how she is.
Yes, I know. And Gabby? There was a silence, as she figured there would be. She knew how much her young protege' hated her name being said over the communication system. You're doing really well.
Um, thanks. Alfred says he's got cheesecake in the refridgerator, so that should be an incentive for you to be careful.
Barbara chuckled at the stressed words of the young blonde teen in her ear. Ever since the year before when she accidentally found out her secret and had come under her mentorship, Gabby never ceased to make her laugh, even though it wasn't the right time whenever she did. It always made her laugh whenever she heard the teen caution her and act like she was the mentor and Batgirl the protoge', like in her younger days with Batman. The thought of Batman stopped her laughter. She felt her blood boil as it often did when she though of him and Bruce Wayne, how he just disappeared. When she found out that Catwoman was nowhere to be found either, it took all of a second to realize what had happened. Hurt and abandoned, especially after Robin became Nightwing, she spent a few years alone being reckless with her duties as Batgirl, but after Gabby found out who she really was as she snuck back into her classroom after a hostage situation and took her cowl off just as Gabby came in for her Lituature class early, she began to take things seriously again, and she orgainized te way she fought crime. Gabby had promised to keep her mouth shut, and had done well for many months until a time came and she had to call on Gabby's help when she was too far from the Batcave and she needed a place to hide. Since then, she knew she could trust Gabby. There was something about her that reminded her so much of herself. She had no metahuman powers, no tortured past, and was as close to normal as could be, and Barbara had liked that. A few months ago she had allowed for Gabby to see the Batcave after a long time of talking in code about her secret, and Gabby insisted that she wanted to help in some way. Not wanting for Gabby to be out there in the middle of everything like she was at 16, she had the young woman watch the monitors, and she did really well. She was proud of how quickly Gabby caught on, and she gave her the code name of Oracle just recently.
The sound of movement caught her attention and she looked around. "What a nice night for a run-in with the littlest bat," a familiar voice said in what could only be described as a purr. Considering who it belonged to, she wasn't surprised. Barbara put a finger to her comm earing and turned it off, something else she knew would piss off Gabby.
"You're to talk, Kitten," she said back. There was a small chuckle, and then Barbara found herself face to face with slitted eyes and dark leather. Barbara searched the woman quickly and saw that there was nothing under her arm as usual, as was always the case with their run-ins, but the cocky smirk was always there. Barbara had known of the woman's lineage before her protoge had gone missing a few years back, but he always denied it when she had seen the feline duo on a heist. She had known that at first this cat-like woman had gone with them when Batman and Catwoman diappeared, and they had been a little family for a while before she had suddenly come back. Why, Barbara didn't know. All she knew was that the Huntress knew where they went, and so far she wasn't saying anything.
"Oh Batgirl, in this moonlight, you look good enough to eat." the dark woman purred as she looked the hero up and down with obvious appretiation of her form.
"You know the deal. I want to know where your mother and Batman went." Barbara tried to look away, but she knew she never would be able to.
"Not even a little taste?" she asked. Barbara backed up at this. Every time it was the same sort of thing. "Too bad. I was really feeling a connection between us tonight." Huntress said. She was lying and both women knew it. Perhaps if they had the chance to fight a little, but the Huntress hadn't stolen anything that night from the looks of it, so she wondered why the feline woman was even there if she hadn't been on a heist. Perhaps she was about to.
"Too bad," Barbara echoed. After a moment of silence, she asked, "Why won't you tell me where they are? I know that you know."
The feline woman seemed to actually think about this for a moment, and in a foolish moment, Barbara thought that perhaps then would be the night that she got a clue or even a deal from her. She was, of course, wrong. "I might tell you... If you can catch me." With that, she ran and jumped from the roof. Barbara knew that she wouldn't be hurt by the fall. She hurried to the edge, calculated the distance of the nearest fire escape, and Barbara followed after her. She knew that she could easily make large jumps that gave her a lead, but the Huntress perposely stayed just barely out of reach. Finally, they got near the city's Clocktower, and Helena made one really large leap, which seemed to be a struggle for her to get to the gargoyle that was there. She had to climb the wall a little bit to make it. Barbara looked up and knew that her chords would just barely make it, but she wasn't sure if she wanted to be up there. That was the tallest spot of the entire city, and if she fell from there, she was sure to die. She had no garentees that the Huntress wouldn't fight her up there, or tamper with her cables while she tried to reach her. When she looked again, she didn't see the dark woman, and she took the chance.
Once at the top, she couldn't see anything or anyone. "There is nowhere else for you to go," Barbara stated to the night.
"Nowhere for you, either."
"Touche'," Barbara said, walking slowly away from the edge and looking around her. "You said you'd tell me where Batman and Catwoman went."
Huntress appeared out of the shadows with a Cheshire Cat-like grin on her face. "I said I MIGHT tell you, IF you could catch me. You have yet to even catch me."
"Seeing as there really isn't anywhere for either of us to go, can't you just consider yourself caught? Where did they go? Why did you come back to this place of all places?"
The Huntress turned away from her slightly as she looked out over the city in thought. Then she looked back at Barbara, and with the moon reflecting her eyes, she looked absolutely creepy, yet alluring at the same time. "I can promise you that where they are, they are happy," she said softly, almost fondly. She walked closer to the hero and placed a hand on the cowl-less skin of Barbara's face. "As for why I'm here.... I'm here because I'm happy, too." The Huntress took possession of Batgirl's lips before the redhead could back away, and then walked quickly over to the gargoyle. "That is all that I can tell you. Please do not ask me anymore, Batgirl. I've made a promise not to say anything."
"You promised your mother?" Barbara asked as she recovered from the kiss.
"I promised Batman," Huntress countered. This left Batgirl speechless again. "Until we meet again, Babybat," the feline woman murmured. With that, Huntress looked down and then carefully climbed down the side a little before she let herself fall. Barbara turned and looked at the gargoyles and wondered if in another life they might not be so creepy to her. She then went to the wall and reached behind one of the shrubs on the balcony where there was a small button. The door to the side of the Clockface opened and she ran through the dark to the elevator and hurried out of there. As she recalled, there was cheesecake and a very pissed off teen waiting for her at home.