This is just a series of one shots that will likely not have anything to do with each other unless I give up on that and they do :D

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Face to face and heart to heart
We're so close, yet so far apart
I close my eyes I look away
That's just because I'm not okay

Batman was tied up he was well aware of who was looking and who was locking the chains, her face was so close to his, she could feel his breathe on her lips, it reminded her when it was the two of them.
She closes her eyes just to be able to look away, he can see that she doesn't want to do this to him, he wants to speak to reassure her that he doesn't care but no one knows about them.

But I hold on, I stay strong
Wondering if we still belong

She holds his hand for a second longer, she eventually lets go walking away head held high like nothing was going between them, she stopped at the door and turned to face all of them.
He always wondered if they really did belong together, to do what they did, she wasn't batwoman or batgirl she wasn't really even catwoman, but still to him they belonged to each other.

Will we ever say the words we're feeling
Reach down underneath and tear down all the walls
Will we ever have a happy ending
Or will we forever only be pretending
will we a-a-a-always a-a-a-always a-a-a-always be pretending

She looked at him with intensity that she didn't know she had, she ignored the others she only saw him she got sloppy because of him, if he had never came into her life she wouldn't be here, but when they met he had let her tear down the walls surrounding him, and she fell badly and that was dangerous.
He could think now that she was far away, he found that the locks were lose he just needed to pretend they weren't, he hated pretending but he did it every day as Batman pretending that nothing affects him, as himself he pretends that he's not Batman and that nothing affects him still. He hoped he wasn't kidding himself for her.

How long do I fantasize
Make believe that it's still alive
Imagine that I am good enough
And we can choose the ones we love

He thinks of Dana and how he only tries to believe that they are still good, that nothing bad has ever happened to them, that they haven't changed as much as they have, a fool's fantasy.
She imagines herself outside her costume and she sees some else not her the person the pretends to be, then she sees the person she really is, the one that tries to get out to show herself, she'll never get out again.

But I hold on, I stay strong
Wondering if we still belong

He shifts slightly both in body and mind, his mind shifts to the memory of hugging Dana for the first time after 3 months when they were 14, he holds on to that memory every time he needs to be strong for his Bat family and his family.
She wonders whether she really belongs in this lifestyle, if she fits in this life, kept saying she was going to stop, but then this came up and she just wanted one more job, she knew that would never be the case it never was, even out the costume she pretended to be someone she wasn't.

Will we ever say the words we're feeling
Reach down underneath and tear down all the walls
Will we ever have a happy ending
Or will we forever only be pretending
will we a-a-a-always a-a-a-always a-a-a-always be

He moves his hands out of the locks he can tell that everyone is wondering what he is doing, so is he, his feet move on their own accord toward her, she doesn't try anything she just stands there, he stops a little in front of her.
She thinks of weather to pretend to not notice and fight him, or give in to the real her and do what he wants, she walks towards him keeping her head low.

Keeping secrets safe
Every move we make
Seems like no one's letting go
And it's such a shame
Cause if you feel the same
How am I supposed to know

When she is close enough to him, he puts his hands on her neck and lifts her head up with his thumbs. They look in each other's eyes he can see that she knows his secret and others that can't be said to anyone. She takes one hand takes it away from her neck and gives the palm a kiss, he watches what she is doing and slowly he entwines their fingers together, his hand moves away from her neck and down to her waist.

Will we ever say the words we're feeling
Reach down underneath and tear down all the walls
Will we ever have a happy ending
Or will we forever only be pretending
will we a-a-a-always a-a-a-always a-a-a-always be (pretending)
will we a-a-a-always a-a-a-always a-a-a-always be (pretending)
will we a-a-a-always a-a-a-always a-a-a-always be pretending

They want to say the words they can't, to just be themselves and not dance around pretending to be who they wish to be, the walls they put around them before for a moment to be with each other, come crashing down when they kiss

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Terry woke up, sitting straight up in his bed, his breathing was fast and heavy, he rubbed his face with his hands trying to get rid of her masked face from his mind try to think of Dana, trying not to remember her just trying.


Now who do you think it could be? Was just a dream? Will this have a conclusion? All of these and more will likely never be answered. :)

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