The guilt was engulfing him like a wildfire. The flames seemed to grow stronger as he relived his last memory with Zatanna over and over again.

It happened only a couple days before he heard the news of her disappearance. Now looking back on it, he just wanted to go back in time. Change what he said to her. Make everything right again.

But that's not going to happen

Not if she's never found.

Sighing, he gazed over towards the window. The city lights seemed to glare back at him. His life seemed to have stopped while all around him everyone else was just carrying on.

He needed to do something.

Bruce said no though.

… But does he really have to obey his orders?

An idea popped up in his head. Grinning, he jumped off of the couch and ran out of his apartment. He couldn't wait until tomorrow. He wouldn't be able to sleep anyway. Not when he had the chance to see her again.

Exiting the building, he ran towards his motorcycle, straddled his leg over the seat, and started the engine. With a smirk he revved the bike and zoomed onto the road.


It was really cloudy that day. The storm clouds were starting to clear up from the rain that afternoon, but it was still pretty gloomy. Dick parked his bike on the side of the road by the Rose café. Sliding off his helmet, it felt good to feel the rush of the cold air again. It had been pretty warm these past couple weeks. Well, it was the midst of spring, but Dick's pretty partial to the chill of fall weather. It's good to be able to feel that on his skin again before summer.

The sidewalk was slick as he walked towards the café at the corner of the street. It was the same as usual; it was a popular café around Gotham so it was bound to have more than a couple of people here and there. Fortunately, today was a day when they didn't have too many people seated. Dick treated himself to a table, the one he usually sat, in the back corner. He liked it there; it was by a window, which gave him a view of the city to look at. It was also pretty secluded, there's never that many people seated around because no one really likes to sit in the back of a restaurant, so not many ears to listen into his conversations.

"May I take your order Mr. Grayson?"

Dick looked up to see one of the waitresses that worked at the café. He frequents the place quite often, so most of the employees knew him by name now. The man smiled and said, "I'm actually waiting for someone. When she gets here I'll be ready to order."

"Ooh a girl? A date perhaps?" The waitress smiled.

Dick grinned, "I guess you could say that."

The waitress laughed and playfully punched his shoulder, "Oh you dog. Well I'll check up on you later. Let's hope your girl doesn't make you wait too long."

And she didn't. It was only a few more minutes until she showed up. He could see her figure weaving through the different tables to get to the one Dick told her he would be seated at.

"Geez, couldn't pick a table easier to get too?" she said with a toss of her long ebony hair.

"Wouldn't want you to get an easy get away." He chuckled.

With a smirk she nodded, "Well there is this window I could crash through." She twirled a strand of her hair around her finger.

"Wouldn't want to create a scene though, would you Cheshire?"

Jade laughed, "How would you know."

Before Dick could answer, the waitress came back, "Are you guys ready?"

"I'll just have my usual coffee." Dick said.

"And I'll have some tea." Jade added, still twirling around her finger. "Black tea. And let me have it in a to-go cup please."

The waitress nodded and trotted off to place their orders. Once she was gone Dick turned to Jade, "Wow already planning your escape?"

"You never know when something will go wrong pretty boy."

Dick leaned over the table, "Let's just cut it to the chase. I know you have information about what's going on in the Caribbean and I want you to spill it. Now."

Jade leaned over as well, taking her ivory arm and propping her head up with it. "Who says I know anything about it?"

"Well you are your father's daughter. You've been places we haven't."

"Okay let me rephrase that, why would I tell you?"

Dick sighed, "I thought you turned over a new leaf. I mean you did marry Roy and all."

Jades slid her hand across the man's broad shoulders, making her way to the back of his head. She pulled him closer to her. He could feel her breath against his neck; sending weird chills down his spine. "Same cat, new tricks." She whispered into his ear.

"Here are your drinks…" The waitress said as she walked up to the table. Jade smiled, placing her hands on the table and stood up. She grabbed the drink from the girl's hand and strutted off.

On her way out she called out, "Thanks for the treat pretty boy."

"Oh, didn't go well?" The waitress asked as she watched her walk out of the café. "Well you're a handsome guy. I'm pretty sure there will be other fish in the sea." She gave him a wink before setting the coffee cup onto the table and walking off.

Dick wrapped his fingers around the handle of the coffee cup and took a sip. With a sigh, the man starred out the window, the night felt like it was going by slower and slower. His gaze then dropped down to the table. A grin slowly grew onto his face,

"Actually I think the date was pretty successful."

"Miss can I get this coffee to go?" He called as he stood up from the table. The waitress came back and quickly poured the coffee into a paper cup.

"Going somewhere?"

Dick smiled, "Yes, got a flight to the Caribbean in the morning."

He placed a tip on the table and left the café, making sure to grab the flash drive she left behind on his way out.