Just One Bad Day
A/N: Can't resist a note. So this mostly a Dick/Babs storyline I always wanted to do this so figured this was a perfect time.
Sorry for any ooc-ness and grammar mistakes. First time actually doing a more in-depth relationship between the two.
Chapter Two
Several years had passed since the Joker had been born...the battle between the Joker and the Dark Knight raged endlessly on. The vigilante had taken a few protégés under his wing during this time. The first was Richard "Dick" Grayson who had tragically lost his family just like the vigilante had. Richard had become Robin, the first Boy Wonder. Once he had grown older, Dick had left Gotham, and became his own man with a new identity, Nightwing. Then, a fascinated Commissioner's daughter who was forbidden to join Gotham's police force by her father who wanted to go down a different path, decided to take up a cowl of her own, declaring herself as Batgirl.
"This is Dick Grayson, you know what to do!"
"I swear Grayson, you better not be late this time. No lame ass excuses like traffic jams or construction. It's been weeks, we planned this in advance and if this...us mean anything to you at all, don't you dare be late."
The female swiped the end call on her smart phone's screen and tucked the phone into her purple jacket. It was a chilly breezy night in the city, for autumn was just arriving. The breeze ruffled thefemale's long red hair. Brushing a few strands out of her delicate pale face, she gripped her briefcase walking briskly to get to her apartment. She just had finished her shift at Gotham Library, which only several blocks away. Her sweet but overprotective father, Commissioner James Gordon, was always fretting about her safety; that she would get mugged, raped, murdered or all of the above.
"Oh Dad you could take some optimistic lessons from Richard, I can take care of myself. Those long months of gymnastic lessons and the nightly brutal training by Batman have paid off. I fly and fight with the Bat Boys. If only you knew what my extracurricular activity was then you might not worry so much, but then again you would be absolutely furious" she thought as she ambled swiftly into the building and up to her apartment on the third floor.
Entering her fairly decent decorated apartment that she inhabited, she set down her briefcase on the armchair and shrugged off her jacket hanging it up neatly on a peg on the wall and kicked off her flats. She wandered down the small corridor, to the very end and entered the room to the left. Her room was decently sized as well, not too large and not too small a perfect fit for a single woman. Her queen size bed was covered with a thick comforter, many pillows, and an adorable stuffed doll of Nightwing that Richard had given her on one of their more intimate dates. Her computer system took up a portion of her room. Across the room was her dresser and closet. Photos hung from thick frames in various spots throughout the apartment, one with her entire family, most with her father, and a couple with friends.
She gave the innocent doll a bat-like glare that even Batman would have been proud of. She loved the acrobatic and optimistic handsome man, but damn him if he could just get his priorities straight or even his timing right once in awhile. She had been stood up by him many times, but they understood that in their line of work, it happened more frequently then not, but this time was different… their relationship had gotten pretty serious in the last few months, even more serious than they ever thought their relationship would go and they both knew the risks. She wondered if Dick was willing to take and share that risk with her by his side. Shaking her head, she strolled to her computer and sat down in the comfortable desk chair. She noticed she had a video chat invite from the one and only Dick Grayson. She clicked open the chat.
"Hey Babs, I just got back from work. Getting around now, really loved the voicemail by the way" The attractive twenty five year old male rambled, as he began to undress nonchalantly in front of her. The redhead rolled her eyes but bit her lip as she couldn't resist eyeing the computer screen and admiring the acrobat's well toned body.
"Good. I meant what I said. You better be on time. You know how much this means to my father and I"
"Of course, meeting the parents is a normal and huge relationship goal"
"Is Bruce coming?" she inquired, wondering if the so called playboy millionaire would be too busy with his other work to show up for something normal like this.
"Shouldn't you get ready? Or are you too busy enjoying the show?" Dick teased amusingly, flashing her an innocent grin. He was also hoping to change the subject, which Barbara was expecting no less.
"Don't let that massive ego of yours get the better of you. I had to make sure you weren't dead" she replied letting the unanswered question slide.
"Ouch you would think such a thing?" Dick replied feigning hurt with a pout.
"All the time, Boy Wonder. I'll see you soon" Before he could respond or taunt her with another remark, she quickly closed the chat and put her computer to sleep mode. She then made her way to the bathroom across the hall. Turning the shower on full blast, she stripped off her librarian clothing and stepped into the hot steamy water sighing happily as the water hit her skin.
Half an hour later, a refreshed Barbara Gordon stepped out of the shower and dried off with a towel humming a tune before wrapping herself in a thick robe and plodded back to her bedroom wandering over to her closet. A variety of clothing hung from the rack and she debated on what to wear. She could torture Dick by wearing the short black dress that he liked, where it showed her curves and legs perfectly. She highly doubt her father would approve of such attire for the occasion. She sighed and rummaged through her closet when she heard the doorbell rang.
Frowning, she made her way to the living room and to the door. She wasn't expecting any visitors, her father, Bruce and Dick were going to meet up in a couple hours. Grasping then turning and twisting the doorknob, she slowly swung the door toward her to find…to find…
"Richard?"
He was standing there, wearing a dark blue dress shirt with a black tie. He held flowers in one hand and a gift bag hooked on his arm. His usual unkempt hair shined under the hallway lighting and was combed. He gave her a playful grin.
"Am I early?" He teased and let himself into her apartment giving her a kiss on the cheek as she closed the door. She gave him a feign glare and folded her arms across her chest.
"If only you showed up like this more often"
"Hey I do my best, you know that"
"Yes I do."
"I try not to constantly let you down Babs"
"I certainly hope not, that would constantly piss me off"
"Look at you, still in that robe" Dick then commented as he looked her over. "I'm shocked that you aren't ready yet"
"I was working on that when you unexpectedly showed up early. Are those for me or my father?"
"For you. I don't think your dad is the flower type of guy"
Dick chuckled and handed her the flowers and gift bag, which she set the bag down on the small table next to the armchair and carried the flowers to the kitchen, where she fill a glass of water up then placed the flowers stem down in the glass. She then returned to Dick.
"Thank you for the flowers. How did you get here so fast?
"I had a feeling you were going to ask that. Let's say I had a little help from a friend"
Barbara nodded knowing what he meant and played with his tie tugging it lightly then felt his pecs through the smooth dress shirt, then gazed up into the deep blue hues that return the intense look. She felt his hands on her waist up to her breasts and her lips parted as a sudden rush of desire overcame her. She could tell he had that same desire the way he pulled her close, the way his hands caressed over her clothed body, the way his eyes never left hers. It seemed like a lifetime since they had time to themselves, to be more intimate. Times like these were a rarity…
"I've missed you" she admitted and cupped his face in her hand, the other hand tangling itself in the thick mane of black hair.
"Missed you too" He murmured his voice slightly husky with lust and with ease; he scooped her up into his arms. With that being said he carried her back to her bedroom.
Awhile later…
"Dick Grayson, you sure know how to make a woman feel amazing"
"That's what they all say." Dick teased with an amused chuckle.
"Egotistical jerk" Barbara muttered under her breath as she untangled herself out of the rumpled and tangled mess that was now her bed and once more donned the bathrobe. She glanced at the man who swiftly was redressing who gave her a boyish grin.
"We better get a move on...Or we can go another round"
Barbara groaned at the comment and shook her head when the doorbell once again.
"Expecting company?" Dick inquired arching an eyebrow at her as he finished tying his tie around his neck.
"It might be my Dad." Barbara left the bedroom and heading towards the door. She could hear Dick slowly following behind her. She approached the door and slowly opened it, unaware that in just mere moments her life would change drastically.
The first thing she immediately noticed right away was not the pasty white face hidden by the tan sunhat. No, it was the tacky Hawaiian shirt. It was an eyesore. An old snapshot camera hung from a strap. Time seemed to have painfully slowed down. Her azure eyes rose up to see dark, almost demonic black eyes, eyes of a madman gleaming at her. The red ruby lips spread into a sinister smile as he pulled a revolver aiming right at her midsection. Her eyes widened and the gunshot rattled loudly in her ears as she felt an agonizing pain ripping throughout her entire body more of the agonizing pain located in her spine. She let out a cry of pain as the force of the bullet sent her flying backwards, blood spraying out onto the floor as she landed onto her back. Her body shook and writhed as her hand cover her wound, feeling her warm blood soak through her robe as the Joker loomed victoriously over her.
"Oh my, it seems like this softback book has been damaged." The Joker tsked shaking his head in feign pity.
"BARBARA!" she could barely hear Dick as tears escaped from her eyes. "Dad please don't come here now. Dick please don't get yourself killed."
"Wuh…Why are you..d-doing this?" She choked out to the villain.
"To prove a point my dear. Here's to crime!"The Joker grinned and raised the old fashioned camera to his face.
AN: Hope you enjoyed. Don't worry will cover Dick's viewpoint in next chapter and also Jason and Timmy will be in later on(Oops spoilers!)
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