Just so ya'll know this stories gonna which off between different points of view. Love ya! ^_^

"your should be lifting more." Bruce said walking into the Batcave. the 'cave' was completely dark except for the artificial light coming off of the giant wall of computers. And it was completely silent except of the the humming of electronics. The room was unbelievably large. And it looked like you could get lost and never be found.

"I'm cooling down." Jane replied setting the weight back on it's stand.

"So?"

"So, when your cooling down you don't lift as much."

"Fine, you need longer sets then we'll adjust your fitness schedule tonight. Your training is going to be changing."

"Is this a good or bad change?"

"Well your training is going to increase to say the least."

"What! That's not fair! Hamilton doesn't have to increase his work out he barely even does anything!" Jane said marching over to Bruce and glaring at him. Jane realized that using the word fair was a huge mistake judging by Bruce's face.

"Nothing's fair and you and I both know that. I'm surprised out of everything that's happened to you this is what you choose to complain about. Not that your parents were taken from you as a child, not that you've never had a friend, that you've ever had a proper thanksgiving. No you decide to complain about your training." Bruce said with a cruel emotionless face.

"Bruce I didn't mean it like that."

"Life isn't fair I suggest you learn that now." Bruce said walking off to the computers, Bruce had shut himself down. Jane sighed and walked up the stairs leaving The 'cave' and entering Wayne Manor.

"Madam High, can I get you anything?" Alfred asked as Jane entered into the kitchen.

"No Alfred, I'm fine I just want Brice to stop being to serious for a second." Jane said with a smile. She loved Alfred to pieces, she often guessed he acted how a grandfather would act. She never knew her grandparents but she guessed that in reality them would be no where near as kind as Alfred.

"Master Wayne has been very stressed recently. With the economy and the drop in profit in his business he has reason to be." Alfred said setting a plate I sugar cookies and tea on a small table in the corner of the kitchen where Jane had placed herself. "May I join you?"

"Of course." Jane said smiling as Alfred sat down with a long sigh of happiness to be off his feet. "You and I both know that it's not the only reason why he's so stressed."

"Your being to hard on yourself Miss. It wasn't your fault Master Wayne's know that." Alfred replied after a long sip of tea.

"I sipped up Alfred, I lost my cool I panicked. I almost killed hundreds of people. I failed at the one thing that we do. Not cause a scene. Now Bruce isn't ever letting me out of the house again. I'm gonna be training forever and just when he was starting to trusting me with the more important things."

"Jane you did know how to defuse a bomb, anyone else would how lost there cool. You can't expect people to think your perfect. And Master Wayne will trust you just give it some time." Alfred said patting her hand.

At that very moment Hamilton, Jane's older brother came in though the door with his ear buds in singing "You make me feel like I'm living a teenage Dream!" And stopped in mid dance staring at Jane and Alfred completely embarrassed. Jane and Alfred couldn't stop laughing.