Roy had to give his daughter credit. It only took her a week before her mother showed up in his home.

In his bed.

He'd fallen asleep the night before after another late night session with Jason and now Terry, who'd also started to help with the party plans. When he rolled into Chesire's warm and willing body Roy had froze instantly and her breathy chuckle had not helped matters.

"Hello Roy."

"She told you."

"Of course."

Chesire ran a finger along his bare back and he shivered, closing his eyes. This woman had the power to get to him and he refused to fall for her tricks again. He turned and stared at her defiantly.

She looked stunningly beautiful and he swallowed before saying, "I don't need you here."

She grinned. "That is not how my daughter tells it. She says that you miss me, and also I am needed to provide proper," she touched his bare forearm, "stimulation."

Roy flinched back as if she burned him, sitting up.

"Lian was wrong."

"I have never known her to be wrong, ever. Prove this to me."

Roy smiled at her icily. "Ches, I really don't need you. It might be nice, another roll in the hay and all, but ultimately…"

She smiled sadly. "…it is pointless."

"Yes."

She sat up and sighed. "Well, I believe that I will shower and leave," she said, resigned.

Roy didn't flinch when she walked over and kissed him, deliberately slow and teasing and he barely even registered the audible gasp before he opened his eyes.

Jason.

Jason stood in the doorway to his bedroom, his face shocked and more hurt than it should look. "Jason."

The younger man smiled a bit, his mouth straining and laughed a bit nervously. "I…I just…sorry. I…"

Their kiss broke part and Chesire, her wonderful deductive thief skills and all, figured out very quickly who Jason was. "Hello, I am Chesire, Roy's…"

"Lian's mother," Jason finished.

She smiled. "Yes."

Jason paled. "Oh. I…I just…I'll come back some…"

He took off very quickly and Roy groaned, closing his eyes and banging his head repeatedly back into the bed. Chesire laughed. "I see I have helped you more than I intended."

Roy looked at her. "And you think you've helped why?"

She grinned. "Your unreturned love would not have looked so horribly broken if not reciprocated."

Roy sat up, rubbing his head. "You're imagining things, Ches," he mumbled, "Again, leave."

She kissed his forehead and got up, walking towards the bathroom slowly and looking back at him seductively. "I never imagine, Roy, you know this," she declared before disappearing into the bathroom and leaving Roy with his own thoughts and knowledge he would never act on them.

Terry McGinnis had a slight advantage over most people when it came to getting answers. One, he was an excellent computer hacker and two; he was also very persuasive when he wanted to be.

And three, his boyfriend was Bruce Wayne.

Most important people knew him by sight and the unimportant ones knew his name.

"Terry McGinnis."

The woman in front of him didn't seem fazed, but slightly disoriented. "Terry."

He smiled a bit, though it hurt to do so. "Hey Mrs. Tan. I just…"

"Dana, she…what are you doing here?"

Nico Tan was an attractive older woman and Terry could see Dana in her. She was widowed, he knew, quite recently, and was dating a banker from Star City while planning her only daughter's wedding.

"I…I really don't know."

She smiled. "Come in."

Terry shook his head. "I just…why did Dana invite me to her wedding?"

Nico smiled. "You couldn't have called me to ask that, dear?"

Terry blushed, running a hand through his hair. "Um…well…."

"Your boyfriend is a lot less nervous than you are dear."

Terry looked at her, shocked. "Bruce was here?"

She nodded. "Come in."

He shook his head again. "No I….why was Bruce here?"

"He's paying for Dana's wedding."

Terry stared at her, disbelieving. The words made their way through his mind, repeating themselves again and again until finally the conclusion he reached made him laugh out loud quite maniacally.

Mrs. Tan looked taken aback but said, "Terry?"

He stopped laughing after a few minutes and looked at her with a smile. "Sorry to have bothered you, Mrs…"

"Nico."

Terry blushed. "I'll see you at the wedding Mrs. Tan."

She seemed quite worried about him still and asked, "Are you okay dear?"

Terry smiled. "I will be."

He left her staring and when he got to his car he called Bruce.

"I'm on my way."

"Dinner is ready."

Terry grinned. "I just had a really interesting conversation," he started, not surprised to look up and see it was starting to rain.

"Really?" Bruce asked.

"It seems we're coming to Dana's wedding."

There was a pause. "It would seem so."

"Also you're paying for it."

Another pause. "That would be correct."

"Are you that anxious to get her married off or just that unsure of my feelings after four years?" Terry asked.

Bruce sighed. "That…"

"Jealousy is very unbecoming Mister Wayne."

He could feel Bruce's anger. "Terry."

"Maybe I should drive to Dana's, throw myself at her, and beg her to marry me. That would put a wrench in your plans."

A pause. "If you wanted to, I wouldn't stop you."

Terry started the car, smiling. "Liar. You'd probably burn down the church."

"Terry."

"I love you Bruce."

A sigh. "I'm sorry."

Terry smiled. "If only I was a woman, you'd be able to claim me completely."

There was a long pause after that and Bruce whispered, "That has nothing to do with your gender."

Terry shivered.

"Come home, McGinnis."

The younger man swallowed and whispered, "You going to claim me, Bruce?"

Bruce growled out, "Terry," his voice strained.

Terry grinned and made the car go faster.