Batman - "Oracle, are you there?"
"Yes! Sorry, I-"
Batman - "Oracle, I need you to stay focused. I can't rely on you if you don't."
"I know. Sorry. I'm translating the encryption now." She started typing quickly on the Batcomputer.
Alfred put a hand on her shoulder. "You were thinking about him again, weren't you?"
"I can't help it, Alfred. I miss him."
"We all do, Miss Barbara. Even Master Bruce, though he won't say."
"It just seems like so long ago that I last saw him. The falling out they had was pretty bad, huh? The
worst part is that it was about me. I hate this. I just wish I could see him again."
"Fate has its ways, Miss Gordon. The unexpected happens."
"I hope so, Alfred. Because if I could walk, I'd walk a thousand miles if I could just see him."
"Don't punish yourself for things you can't control. It won't change anything except make things
worse."
"I just miss the old days, Alfred, when we worked together and things were so happy. I can still remember the way he was, laughing at all the bad guys."
"His wit was interesting to say the least. It almost made crime fighting look fun."
"It was fun. Things were so happy then. It just feels like time has passed me by."
NIGHTWING
The Black Mask was cornered on the airplane. He had a parachute and a gun. "You're going to learn the hard way never go up against the Black Mask when death is on the line! You thought I was running from you? You walked right into my trap, you idiot!"
Nightwing smiled. He lifted a white package up from behind his back. "You mean the trap were you bail out and blow the plain up with me in it? You and what bombs?"
"How did you get that?" Black Mask screamed.
"Magic. ...and training from Batman."
"You son of a … Wait. You are Batman's protege, aren't you?"
"Not any more."
"But you wouldn't let Gotham burn, would you, little Nightwing?"
"Oh, crap, I think I know where this is going." Nigtwing made a move for Black Mask, but he was too slow.
Black Mask aimed and fired at the control panel. It shot sparks and the plain started to dive.
"What do you think of that, pretty boy?" And he jumped. Nightwing wasn't fast enough to stop him.
"Crap." Nightwing ran to the controls. He pulled up as hard as he could. The plane wouldn't respond. IT was heading into the heart of Gotham and he couldn't pull it up.
"Okay, Nightwing, you've been in worse. Just think. I can't save the plane from crashing, but I can redirect it. Gotham Harbor is just around the corner. It's probably all peaceful and quiet at this time of night. It's time to ruin that."
He veered as hard as he could. The plane responded just enough to take him towards the Harbor. "Uh, quick quiz, Nightwing. How am I supposed to survive this? ...didn't think so. Crap."
The burning plane was decreasing in altitude and on its way to the harbor. Nightwing saw the Gotham Belltower in the distance, coming in. "Oh, hey, is that Barb's place? I wonder what she's up to? I'm sure she wouldn't mind if I dropped in. Heh, heh, get it? Dropped? Oh, this is gonna hurt."
The plain was low in alltitude when it was above the Belltower. Nightwing held his breath and jumped. He hoped he timed it perfectly. He fell through the night air silently, both falling down and sideways, towards the Belltower.
As he was falling through the air he let his breath out to say one very important word. "Crap."
Nightwing crashed through the Belltower's highest window. Oracle prepared for a fight.
Nightwing rolled with the momentum through the falling glass and landed kneeling at Oracle's feet.
He winked at her.
"Did you miss me?"