When the two arrive she parks next to the batmobile and hears Bruce up a few levels working out. As soon as he hears them of course he stops and waits for a report by the computer. "Do I need to suit up for this?"

Batgirl pulls her cowl off as she answers with a 'no'. "Dick may have a lead. Something to do with a traveling circus. He's checking into now and if there's a fragment there, well we'll know."

Robin changes out of his suit and heads upstairs to go play video games leaving Bruce and Barbara alone in the cave. Part of Barbara wishes that Robin would've stayed and some small part of her is glad he's gone. Lately she's been feeling different around Bruce. She can't seem to think straight with him on missions anymore, which he's noticed so he's got her on a strict workout schedule. That would be great for her if he wasn't her instructor. She can't think about fighting when Gotham's most eligible bachelor is wearing athletic pants and glistening with sweat. "Barb you still here?"

She quickly snaps out of the very inappropriate vision in her head. "Yeah, I should get home before it's too late. Tell Nightwing to contact me if he finds something."

She never even noticed that he moved to the chair at the computer but he's hacking through Gotham cameras trying to find the circus and Nightwing. "The mats are already out if you'd like to go a few rounds."

She sucks in a breath of air as he offers to train with her. She knows she needs the training and she's willing to workout but doing it with a shirtless and ripped Batman probably isn't her best bet. "I really should get home." She tries to use her home and her dad as an excuse for the real reason why she's turning down his offer but he argues back. Insisting that she needs the training.

"You've been out of the game for a few months and skills have shown a lack of effort and control."

His comment pisses her off, and nowadays most of what he says does. She views it as his way of avoiding any awkward situations. She took a few months off of Batgirling when she started college at Gotham University and he's right that maybe she's not as good as she used to be but her effort, it's still all there. Every night, every time she puts on her suit. "Effort? You think I'm not trying hard enough?"

Bruce gets up out of the chair and walks over to the mats as he tries to explain what he means. "Barbara you have potential, but you can't focus. You aren't giving it your all. You can't seem to calm yourself enough to get the job done and some time it's going to get someone killed."

She starts breathing heavily as she approaches the mats and her target, him. She channels her anger towards him as she attacks. She can tell he's holding back but she's managing to stay on the offensive, not having to play defense the whole time. Finally she's so mad she's not fighting the way he's trained her, she's just trying to punch him as she tries not to break down and cry. He doesn't block her, he just lets her fists contact his torso as she breaks down. "You think I DON'T care?! I have busted my ass to do what I DO and you don't care. You just treat me as a kid. You always made time for Dick or Tim but no. Not me, you AVOIDED me!"

His hands clench up into fists and then relax again as he tries to remain calm. He's not worried about hurting her, that's not his concern. He's worried he might actually show the amount of want and lust he has built up for her. He finally blocks her punch and grabs her hand, stopping her.

"You're exhausted, go home. Get some rest."

He turns his back on her as he walks away willing himself to stay calm and not react. She doesn't say a word as she disappears out of the cave. He paces the cave by the computer as he waits for the blood to disperse from a not so vital organ. She's everything he wants and everything he can't have and it's tearing him apart. He grabs his shirt and drapes it around his neck as he exits the cave and heads to the kitchen. Alfred is sitting in an air chair reading the paper as Tim plays video games on the tv.

"Can I interest you in some coffee or tea master Bruce?"

"No thanks Alfred, I'm afraid I'm going to need something a little stronger than tea."

Alfred chuckles as Bruce grabs a beer and walks off to his study.