A/N: (Please read this:) So just a little info about this story. It's my first Batman story, so if there's something majorly wrong please let me know. Selina maybe a little out of character and I tweaked her back story. Maggie Kyle will make an appearance later on but she will not turn into Sister Zero. I have not decided if this will be have a supervillian where Batman and Catwoman will team or not. I would like to but I might stick to it just being about Bruce and Selina/Batman and Catwoman, but we'll see. Lastly, this story is mainly about Selina and her navigating her relationship Bruce/Batman, and ultimately discovering herself. Thank you so much for reading and enjoy.

Disclaimer: Anything you recognize I do not own.

She was running through black walled pathways from the unknown and didn't bother to check behind her at what was following her. All she knew was either she ran or got caught, and she was not getting caught. Her raven hair whipped behind her; turning at every turn the pathways deviated, she ran with mindlessly ferocity. Suddenly a body fell hanging by a rope, Selina gasped as she abruptly halted. Panting, she looked at the woman who was hanging dead in front of her. The woman had raven hair just like she did and had the same facial features. Her eyes, however, were ice blue. Selina, then, observed the noose that was suspending this poor woman in the air. She found that it wasn't actually rope but something black and of a furry quality. Her eyes followed the noose to the source and found a large cat with green eyes staring back at her.

Selina opened her eyes and sat up in her bed to see that the sun was rising. Pushing the dream out of her mind, she threw the covers off of her and began to get ready for work. Gotham in February was not like California in February, there was still snow left on the ground, so she dressed warmly in her thick skinny jeans, riding boots, and trench coat. She creeped into the living room of the two-bedroom apartment so she didn't wake up Holly. Seeing that Holly's room door was shut, Holly was either not home or not up, so she made herself breakfast and left her a note. She walked 2 miles to the Gotham City Boys' Home. The boys were just waking up, as Selina swung by each room saying "good morning" to which they chorused a "good morning, Ms. Kyle" back to her. Smiling she walked into Jeremy's office. Jeremy had been the head of the home for ages and had given Selina her first job doing budgeting for the home when she returned to Gotham three years ago.

"Selina," he said as she walked through the door, "I'm glad you're here. Mark left."

"What do you mean Mark left?" Selina asked.

"His mother fell last night at her home in New York and broke her hip. He took the first flight out this morning. He'll be staying with her now."

"That's awful." She said responding to the news, "So we have to look for a new sponsorship manager?"

"Actually, I wanted to merge your positions. I've been thinking it over and if you don't mind taking on the extra load." Jeremy said and then added, "You're pay would increase, of course."

Selina thought about it for a moment. Sponsorship manager had a lot of additives that she had initially sought to stay away from, but she did need the money. "Okay, I'll do it." She smiled.

"Thank you so much Selina. Be sure to swing by Mark's office and get all the dates and appointments with our sponsors."

Selina nodded and made her way to Mark's office and thanked god he was organized. She spent a half an hour sorting through the sponsorship files, both paper and electronic, backing up his computer, and reviewing his calendar. Making it back to her office, she first tackled the sponsor list calling all the sponsors and City Hall to inform them that she had taken over Mark's job.

There was a budget review with Wayne Enterprises at the end of the month; along with other meeting with the city and other. After sorting through all the new paperwork all morning, she ate lunch with the boys and played with them on the rooftop for a while and then returned to do budgeting. Becoming fed up; she called Holly.

"Hey Selina!" Holly's voice echoed.

"Hey, what are you doing tonight?" she asked.

"I have a client at ten." Holly responded.

"Are you doing dinner before hand?" Selina asked understanding the notions of the business.

"Surprisingly no, he needs to take his wife out for dinner." She said, "You know I can hear you rolling your eyes."

Selina smiled; Holly always knew how she felt without having to be right in front of her. "How is he going to explain leaving her at home?"

Holly scoffed, "That's not my problem. He just needs to call after he leaves."

Selina smirked, "Dinner tonight then? I have ravioli in the fridge that needs to be prepared." Holly was the better cook between the two of them. Selina wasn't bad but if she could get Holly to cook, she knew it would be good.

"You pick up the wine on your way home and you've got yourself a deal." Holly responded.

"See you at seven."

"Bye."

A few hours later, Selina cleared her desk, locked her door and left. She arrived home with a bottle of red wine.

"Smells good." She told Holly.

Holly turned from the pot to her, "That's because it is good."

Selina walked up to the stove to look at the food. Then began setting the table and pouring the wine.

"What wine did you bring?" Holly asked.

"Cabernet 2007."

Holly nodded and a few minutes later they sat down for dinner. They talked about Selina's day and about Holly's last night. Laughing with each other, Selina felt better than at 4:00. Holly really was the only person who understood her, probably due to the fact that they had grown up together on the streets of Gotham and ended up working for the same pimp, Stan. Selina had since quit the business. After Stan had tried to recruit her sister Maggie into the business. Selina went ballistic. After that they were separated for 4 years when she and Maggie had been put in an adoption center. Maggie had been adopted, almost immediately. Throughout her years at the orphanage, she went to all the private classes that the center offered. The martial arts teacher took a particular liking to her and made her his protégé.

At eighteen, she could no longer remain at the adoption home, so she returned to the streets, where she met up with Holly again. Although she didn't return to the business, she stole. For two years, she came under the presence of Mama Fortuna. A year and half into Mama Fortuna's gang, she escaped and began working as a waitress at a restaurant in the nicer parts of town. This is where she met Scott Jacobs. After dating for three months, they were married, just shy of her 20th birthday. The marriage went south quickly, Scott was abusive and he had no problem coming home drunk every night and beating his wife. She and Holly devised a plan where she would be able to leave Scott. Stealing money and her jewels from Scott as Catwoman, Selina left Gotham. Fleeing to New York, she accidently found a job budgeting the Olympic gymnastic team. She went was able to travel with them to Athens in 2004 and again to Beijing in 2008. After the 2008 Olympics, Selina returned to Gotham in January of 2009. Holly immediately offered her a place to stay. They got by on Holly's money, while Selina searched for work. Unable to find a job for 10 months, Selina resumed the identity of Catwoman and took to stealing from the three mob bosses of Gotham. Men that neither deserved their money nor would willingly report it. She made sure to steer clear of the Joker crisis that was raging Gotham. In October, Mark offered her a job and she took it; hanging up the Catwoman suit. Only to occasionally use it, when she felt like a night run. And tonight was one of those nights.

Three hours flew by and Holly left for her client. Selina washed the dishes and donned her black leather Catwoman suit. Leaping from rooftop to rooftop, she reached the office of Fat Louie, the Italian mob boss, and stealthily broke in. Within minutes she had broken the safe. Inside were neat stacks of money and a few pieces of jewelry. She first sorted through the pieces of jewelry; taking a ruby bracelet and sapphire earrings. Then she took five stacks of one hundred 100-dollar bills. Storing them in her suit, she took off towards home. Halfway home, on an abandoned rooftop, a figure swooped down in front of her. He was wearing black armor tight against his body with a yellow utility belt; midnight blue gloves, boots, mask, and cape.

"Batman," she addressed coolly rising to her feet.

"Catwoman," he responded in his deep voice. "It's been a while. I thought you reformed."

"Think again Batman," she responded.

Batman nodded.

"Tell me, O Dark Knight," she mocked, "how can I be of service to you? Or are we to spend the rest of the night staring into each other's eyes?"

"Return what you stole." He said shortly.

"Whatever do you mean?" She asked innocently.

"Do not trifle with me, Catwoman." He said as he advanced.

Selina stood her ground. "Trifle, with you. Never," she said in the same mocking tone.

Batman made a move to grab her, but she moved swiftly out of it.

"Catwoman," Batman said turning to face her, "Just return the money and jewels."

Ignoring the fact that he knew exactly what he stole, "He won't miss it."

"What happens when he reports it?"

"Looking out for me, are you Batman?" She asked sweetly.

He growled. Selina smiled; she was getting under his skin. "No."

"Good, wouldn't have it any other way." She said. Having made her way to the edge of the rooftop, "As much as this has been a lovely reunion, I must be leaving."

With that she jumped to the next rooftop. Batman followed. After jumping four rooftops, she swiftly jumped onto a ledge and crept around the corner of the building. After watching Batman skip over the building she returned to the rooftop and jumped to the adjacent one. She returned home without having to face Batman again. Once at home, she placed her jewelry in a box with the rest of her jewelry. She addressed to envelopes: one to The Gotham City Boys Home and the other to East End Orphanage. Splitting the money down the middle, $25,000 went to each center.

The next morning, Selina found Holly making breakfast.

"How was your night?" Selina asked putting two pieces of bread into the toaster.

"Same old same old," Holly answered flipping her pancakes. "What did you do after I left?"

"I went out on a run." Selina responded.

Holly stopped flipping her pancake, put her spatula down, turned toward Selina and said, "You did what?"

"A run," Selina smiled. "Look after your pancake. I'll tell you about it."

A few minutes later, Holly sat down with pancakes, "Spill. What happened last night?"

"I went to Fat Louie's; got about 25 dimes and two items. Then I had an encounter." Selina explained.

Understanding her terminology, as Selina had a strict vocabulary when it came to her alter-ego, Holly asked excitedly, "What did he say? Did he chase you? Did you fight? It's hot when you two fight."

Selina rolled her eyes, "It is not hot when we fight. How would you know you're never there?"

"Please, the building you were standing on and the surrounding six buildings could feel your pent up sexual tension," Holly dismissed.

Selina ignored her and continued, "Anyway he thought I had reformed. We had five minutes of banter."

"You mean you flirted with him." Holly interrupted.

Selina glared at her friend, who was innocently putting a piece of pancake in her mouth. "We bantered," she insisted, "then I took off. He followed me, but I gave him the slip five buildings later. We did not combat fight."

Holly nodded, "You better brush up on that if you go out again. You may have been lucky this time in avoiding him but you're two years out of commission and you haven't been practicing."

Selina nodded, finished her toast, and left for work. She stopped by the postbox outside of the Gotham City Boys' Home and dropped the two envelopes in. Then walked straight into work.

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