Disclaimer: I own nothing of the DC Universe. Young Justice belongs to DC Comics and Cartoon Network, I only own my OC's and plot.
AN: So...wasn't yesterday's YJ episode really good? Yes, it was! XD I want to thank my amazing beta TheWickedWizardOfOz (~Wicked~). I want to thank those of you who reviewed, I loved hearing from you and I can't wait to see your reviews. Tell me what you think about how I wrote everyone, I found myself debating if I got Bruce right or not.
Code Purple
I'm glad that you love Bryn! I can only say that she keeps getting better. ;)
Morphine Black
Uh...so sorry to say that you'll have to wait a bit to see Black Canary. But when she comes up, she won't go away.
Aralyn187
Thank you! I love getting new readers and I hope that I won't let you down, sweetie.
Happy Reading! :)
This was torture! I should have never asked Dick to get Bryn for me. Bryn has me inside of my hospital room's bathroom, giving me what she calls a "makeover". When really it was a full on assault of fruity scented body scrub, hair products and make up; if she wasn't my best friend...
"Now put this on!" Bryn demanded.
It was a short, purple lace nightgown. She must be crazy! There is no way I'm wearing that. I don't care for who I'm seeing, why should I put so much effort into what I look like. I'm in a hospital for crying out loud! I don't even put this much effort into what I look like on a normal day.
"I hope you brought pajamas because there is no way I'm wearing that! Bryn, why is this such a big deal? I get that you're trying to be a great friend but this is ridiculous."
"Trust me, after you see who all was in that waiting room, you'll thank me. Oh fine, I've got a T-shirt and pajama bottoms for you to wear." Bryn pouted.
Bryn began digging around her bag, pulling out a black T-shirt with Woodstock from Peanuts on it. I put it on and found it to be a little tight in the chest area. I've got more there than Bryn does. The shirt fell at my belly button. I'm also much taller than Bryn too; hope that's not a problem for the bottoms.
"Here, they are long on me so they should fit fine on you." Bryn nodded.
Putting them on, they fit fine but I was a little self conscious about my midriff showing. Bryn noticed me pulling at the shirt, she slapped my hands away.
"Don't be so nervous! You look great, now get out there and get into your bed." Bryn ordered.
I walked out of the bathroom happy that Bryn's "makeover" was over with. I noticed Nathan was in the room now, trying to hide something big and blue behind his back. Dick was chuckling at me. I pouted, snuggling under the covers of my bed.
"What's so funny?" I asked.
"You look so nervous! It's only a few family friends…" Dick smirked.
Nathan laughed, handing me a giant blue teddy bear. Upon seeing the bear I squealed, I've always wanted to keep some bears around but I couldn't afford them with always having to pay for school…
"Oh crap! Finals! I've totally missed finals, a whole semester's worth of money and work gone down the drain!" I shouted.
"It has already been taken care of" said a smooth, even-toned voice.
Looking up, my jaw almost dropped. I was so focused in my own thoughts that I didn't notice the room being filled with most of the business world's elite. Bruce Wayne, Oliver Queen, his heir Roy Harper and Michael Jon Carter. What episode of the Twilight Zone did I land in? Why am I only now noticing how attractive they look? This isn't right; I'm totally not prepared for this. None of my business proposals are around. My life is so unfair! What are the Commissioner and Jason doing here?
"What do you mean 'it has already been taken care of'," I asked, my eyebrow rose.
"I had Alfred talk with your professors, it seems that you been given full credit." Bruce Wayne said.
I don't know how I feel about that. Just because I'm his niece, doesn't mean he can make loop holes for me. Very unsettling, but I'm too proud to say it. I'll have to bite my tongue on this one.
"Thanks…I guess," I said, turning to Dick.
Bryn asked, "Where's Barry?"
"He had to go out of town but wanted you know that he's happy you're awake, Nicole." Bruce said.
"Okay…" I huffed, crossing my arms.
I looked around the room. My visitors had brought me roses, other various flowers and get well cards. Peachy, I just wish someone would tell me why my ex was here. I turned my attention to Gordon, who just cleared his throat.
"Miss Schwartz, I have a few questions to ask you" said Commissioner Gordon.
"Yeah, whatever…"
He asked, "What did you do on the ninth of December?"
I thought hard. Wasn't that the day that this all started? A Friday, I think. Whatever I'll give him a bullshit answer. Man, I hate the police.
"Okay, that was Friday, right?" I asked.
Gordon nodded, "Yes, today is a Wednesday."
I tilted my head, "I've been out for five days! Was anyone going to tell me this?"
"Answer the question, please." Gordon said.
"I was running late for class, got a ride with a neighbor, and got to class on time. Took the rail to work and got kidnapped by a psychotic clown by the end of the night."
"How do you know Ricky Esposito?" Gordon asked.
"Why do you need to know?" I rolled my eyes.
"He was murdered that same night, answer the question."
"What! I talked to Rick that night. I even poured his drinks, he was fine. Did the Joker do it?" I asked, shocked.
"No, but we have a pretty good idea who did." Gordon said.
I scoffed, "I'm sorry but it sounds as if I'm a suspect and unless I have an evil twin or I could be at two places at once-"
"We've got strands of hair and DNA on both the body and the crime scene. It wouldn't be a stretch to have a cover up. The times match up, whoever it is let the Joker out too," he responded.
I glared, "So what you're trying to tell me is that I killed Rick, then fled the Alehouse and I "let" myself get kidnapped to cover up murdering Rick. Then somehow I managed to evade Batman and I pretended to be comatose. Is that it?"
"Not by a long shot. No, there's no way that you did it alone. You had accomplices, maybe?" Gordon stared at Bryn and Nathan.
"Are you serious? So Bryn, Nathan and I plotted to murder Rick just for the hell of it? Yeah, that makes sense. Unless you're here to arrest me, you can get the hell out of my hospital room." I yelled.
"I'm not done-"
"Oh yes you are! Unless you want me to get out of this bed and mess up your face. You need to get out. I'll give ten seconds, good bye!" I waved.
The Commissioner left hesitantly with a "Don't leave town" response, slamming the door. He's lucky I didn't throw a vase of flowers at his head. I thought my doctor said I shouldn't be stressed. I guess the police think they're above doctor's orders. Looking up I see Jason smirking at me. Ugh, time to get rid of problem number two.
"Stop smirking or I'll slap the smirk off your face. Why are you even here? I don't want to see you. I broke up with you, remember?" I scoffed.
"I told you so!" Bryn crowed, smugly.
Jason smiled, "Aw c'mon! We both know that you didn't mean it. You were just a tad bit angry at me."
I looked at Bryn and Nathan, "Please cover up Dick's eyes and ears for me,"
I watched as they reached over (much to Dick's displeasure), Bryn covering his eyes, while Nathan covered Dick's ears. There was no way that I let my baby cousin hear the language that would come out of my mouth. Turning to Jason, I used a string of colorful, inappropriate words to tell Jason just how I feel about him. I turned to the twins and nodded. They let go of Dick, but Bryn was still laughing her head off at Jason.
"Damn! She's got a mouth on her, Bruce. Phew! You're in trouble." Oliver slapped Bruce's back.
Jason said, "Again, I think you've been spending a little too much time with Bryn-"
"Get out, before I throw a vase at your head!" I screamed, reaching for the vase on at my bedside.
He backed away from my bed at stood at the door, but he didn't leave.
"Hey! The doctor said that you shouldn't be put under any stress. Just ignore him, please," Dick pleaded.
Again with that face! Ugh...
"Yeah, whatever." I frowned.
There is no way that this day could be salvaged.
Walking straight to my bed was a red haired, green eyed teenager. He was dressed in a custom tailored business suit and looked a bit uncomfortable under my gaze. He handed me a dozen yellow tulips, they happen to be my favorite flower. He had a dazzling smile though but that didn't mean that my day still wasn't going to hell in a hand basket.
He smiled, "I have had a really bad day and it always makes me feel better to see a pretty girl smile. So, would you smile for me?"
I know that this probably wasn't appropriate for the moment but I giggled and that bubbled over to a full blown laugh. I could see that I'd hurt his feelings a bit. I needed to tell him that this was on me.
I giggled, "Don't worry I'm not laughing at you, sweetie. It has been a long time since someone's hit on me. Trust me it's much appreciated!"
"Well then, my day is made up." He laughed.
"I'm Nicky," I extended my hand
"Roy," he shook my hand, sitting on my bed.
I smiled, "How did you know I love tulips?"
"Lucky guess."
I tilted my head, "So, I'm not busy whenever they let me out of here. You want to go see Jay-Z & Kanye West's 'Watch the Throne' tour next week?"
"Sure," Roy nodded.
"Great!" I smiled, while looking at Jason.
Roy stood up and announced to Oliver that he would be going back to his hotel and that he'd see me next week. He somehow dragged Jason out of the room with him. It didn't matter to me, I had a date with Roy and I'd make sure that it would be perfect.
"Oh, I know that look! Someone has a crush," Nathan teased.
Two hours later…
The grown-ups were talking over in a corner, keeping an ear on us. We completely ignored them, self absorbed in my adventures that I couldn't remember.
"Can you remember anything that happened at the factory?" Dick asked.
"Well…apparently Batman saved me. But for some reason I feel like that isn't the case." I said.
Dick frowned at my statement.
"Dude, maybe you were in the Batmobile! The Dark Knight saved your life. You owe him like eternal servitude or something." Nathan smiled.
Bryn suggestively grinned, "I know what she could give him."
"Bryn, it's neither the time nor place to be talking about that!" I whispered.
"Oh c'mon! It's a valid gift of appreciation." Bryn smirked.
I laughed, "It is also the world's oldest profession!"
"Come on, try to remember if you saw the Batmobile!" said Nathan, insistent on finding out about the Batmobile, apparently.
I didn't know what to tell him: I couldn't remember! Then in an instant, a memory came over me strongly. I saw the inside of a speeding vehicle; it was tricked out with all sorts of lights and gadgets. Intense pain racked through my body, I felt a gloved hand feeling at my forehead. A rough voice telling me to 'hold on' and that he was 'so sorry'. My breathing caused my whole body to move.
The memory faded and I looked at the people who surrounded me. They all were giving me strange looks.
"Nicky, are you okay? You spaced out on us for a minute." Bryn snapped her fingers in front of my face.
"I'm fine. Nathan, I was in the Batmobile and I'm very sure that Batman was not driving within the speed limit."
"Awesome! I can't believe that you were in the Batmobile!" cried Nathan, smiling.
I asked, "What were you talking about while I spaced out?"
"Bryn and I were discussing how much of the female and male population of Gotham likes Batman. Dick thinks that a majority of teenage girls have a crush on Robin." Nathan crowed.
"Is that so?" I asked.
"Doesn't every woman or man want Batman or Robin to sneak into their back den, if you know what I mean?" Nathan raised an eyebrow.
"Um, not this woman, I'm mortified that I had to be rescued by Batman. I know a lot of criminals, I feel like I'm betraying them in some way. It's not a good look," I shook my head.
"Don't think of it being betrayal, think of it like an upgrade!" Dick poked at my side.
"Yeah, because criminals are so understanding. Speaking of criminals…what are we going to do about us being suspected of murder?" I asked.
"We can't go home to our parents. They'll know. They have this freakish ability to detect when things are not right." Bryn said.
I sighed, "I could talk to a guy who knows another guy about tampering with evidence…"
"Absolutely not!" Bruce yelled.
They four of us sat in shock as we watched my "Uncle" use an authoritative tone of voice. It almost sounded familiar to me…
"That is what we have attorney's for, Nicole. You are not going to use any under-handed ways to get yourself out of this." Bruce said sternly.
See, now I know living with him is going to suck. Bryn should tell him, I don't take too kindly to being treated like a child. I'm going to have to lay down the law with him later. This isn't over.
"Okay! Didn't know you were already lawyered up. We'll follow the textbook procedure this time around then." I gritted my teeth.
A nurse poked her head into the room calling for the end of visiting hours. I was too happy to get Wayne out of my room. Where does he get off? He better get use to the fact that I'm from the bad side of town and I know criminals. His rich, arrogant attitude is not going to fly with me. I'll just bide my time, waiting for when he does or says something really stupid. Then he's going to get it.
