A/N: Not a long starter note, just letting everyone know that I've decided to make this as long as I feel like, versus just a short multi-chapter, depending on how the conflict next chapter goes.

I would love to hear some more feedback and ideas, and I'll be starting up a one shot series, too, where you can submit any prompts/requests you want, or if you have OC you want to meet any of mine, I'd be happy to do that!

I don't own DC, just Charlie. Enjoy!

Deeply Yours

Chapter Three: Busted

It had been a month since Charlie spent the night at Wayne Manor, and she had indeed let Tim hold her all night long. She had been a part of two other sleep overs since then, one at the Manor again and another with Tim in her loft. Both times, they had only slept, and neither had let go of the other, during the night. Charlie was worried that she was calling way too fast and way too hard for Tim Drake- and by definition Ref Robin as well -but she couldn't make herself stop.

What really bothered the French-Indian girl was the fact that she still hadn't found a way to tell him she knew about his secret, and she had no concrete ideas on how to do so. As it stood, Tim had almost slipped about being on Patrol and not with Dick, like he's said he was, and Red Robin had nearly kissed her twice. She wasn't sure what the policy was on cheating, if the person you're cheating with is your boyfriend in a mask, but they were flirting with the line. It hasn't helped that Charlie had actually been assigned a case at the Station- a low level drug bust that she had figured out to be a much bigger operation, and a possible tie in to a bigger ring of crimes with the SpeedBoyz gang -and Robin was helping her nearly every evening, since he'd dealt with that gang directly.

"There's something I'm missing," Charlie said, staring at all the evidence and files spread out over her large dining room table. The table was a splurge on her part, wishful thinking that there would be many more nights like this where she would need a large table to spread out evidence and break cases. As it was, she had been staring at the same pile of convict photos for nearly an hour, and had shifted through the evidence list, from the case file, ten times." There is something that is hidden in plain sight and I just can't find it!"
"You'll get it, Charlie," Robin said, appearing beside her elbow and handing her a big mug of coffee. Charlie took it, her eyes still on the papers before her. She did glance up when he touched a gloved hand to her elbow, her deep golden eyes questioning." Take a breath, okay? As it stands, you did bust the guy who was transporting high level amounts of drugs.. The station doesn't have to know that he was successfully identified as an informant for the SpeedyBoyz gang, or that they've upped their game so they're turning into a prominent drug ring and not just stupid kids being vandals."
"I know that," Charlie said," Its just.. This is sort of my chance to prove myself cause you know? Everyone on the force thinks I'm a joke. A pretty face with too much ambition and no skills to back it up. If I blow this, they won't ever give me another chance..." She took a long sip of her coffee, letting out a sigh of contentment when she finished." I guess I'm just hoping that if I nail it, they'll take me a little more seriously."
"You know they're all idiots for not taking you seriously in the first place.." Robin grimaced. He watched her out her mug down, his hand still on her elbow." You're brilliant, Charlie. They hadn't noticed that when they got a SpeedyBoyz initiate and he squealed about the informants he knew that one of the names he gave was a big time drug informant all over Gotham.. But you did. Now you have the chance to figure out what else he may have known, or what he was holding back so we wouldn't find the connection."
"Wait!" Charlie cut him off, yanking away from his grip to turn back to the table and her papers. Robin let her go, confused about what he'd said to trigger her epiphany." The intimate that they caught last month, his name was-" she grabbed up a paper with a few snap shots and bios on it," Terrance Dwayne. He said that this guy," she pointed to a sketch from their sketch artist," Is supposedly head informant for SpeedyBoyz... But this description fits a man who was one of the 'stand ins' for Dwayne's identification." She estates at the line up picture next to Dwayne's bio." So either he is who Dwayne says and he was scoping out how bad Dwayne squealed, or-"
"Dwayne didn't know jack shit aside from names," Robin filled in.
"Which would be useless in this city, unless they'd been arrested before," Charlie grinned. She started shoving aside her papers and pulled up her laptop." Which Dwayne would know. So he would obviously need to give us a false description to send us on a wild goose chase, so we wouldn't go looking at past arrests! What was the name Dwayne gave us in his interview?"
"Garret Malone," Robin read off of the statement form. Charlie began typing furiously on her laptop, he assumed she was pulling up the GCP data base to look at past arrests.
"We got him!" Charlie cried, jumping up from her chair and gesturing wildly at the screen." Garret Malone, caught on three separate drug charges, for minor holding of illegal substance. Currently on parole in the Arkham Village Halfway Home!"
"How the hell did you connect those dots?!" Robin cried, staring between Charlie and her computer.
"You said I had to figure out what Dwayne was holding back," Charlie quoted gleefully." And my brain remembered his interrogation because I was in the room when it happened. He didn't hesitate on the names, at all. But when they asked for a description of the big informant, he stuttered. Which made me think about where he would have had to pull false descriptive information from, which made me look at his line up photo."
It was about the end of this rant that Robin lost his cool; he had been watching Charlie's eyes light up with pride and slow understanding ever since her shouted "Wait!", but once she figured out she was right and found the evidence to prove it, she was practically glowing. That paired with hearing her very cognitive problem solving, and the Boy Wonder was pretty positive that he had literally found the perfect woman. So, it was really an honest mistake that he jumped forward and scooped Charlie up into a kiss so hard that he was scared he may have bruised her lips.
Charlie kissed Robin back, and even though her hand stumbled over the mask for a second, they moved up and tangled into his dark hair in a way that was so familiar he groaned against her lips. He yanked her up, forcing her to wrap her legs around his waist so she didn't fall over, and then walked then over to her couch. Just before he dropped her onto the dark blue cushions, she yanked back to gasp for air and looked at him with hooded gold eyes. He hovered over her, and felt his lips tingling from the verging-on-too-hard kiss.
"Tim-"
And with that one whispered word- which Robin assumed was her trying to remind him she was a taken woman -reality came crashing back. The masked hero shoved back from Charlie so hard that he pushed her onto the hard wood floors with a squeak.
"That was wrong, I'm sorry," he said, words fumbled and rushed against his lips," I have to go.. Your boyfriend will be here soon."
"Robin! I-"
"I'm sorry, Charlie..." Robin said, his eyes tortured as he hurried to swing out of her window.

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By the time he had composed himself enough to change out of his costume and come back to the loft, Tim was late. He used the spare key Charlie had given him last month- when she said she was tired of him complaining about not being able to get into her loft and leave surprised for her like Robin could. He moved up the back staircase that led to her loft, and heard the crashes and bangs before he saw the light at the top of the stairs. The angry sounds didn't confuse him, giving that he still had a guilty stone in his stomach from earlier. He was sure that Charlie was going to give him a rant about how the hero was so rude and crass-
"Timothy Wayne-Drake if you ever shove me onto my back and leave without explaining ever again I will rip you a new one!" That was not what he'd been expecting. Upon seeing him at the top of the stairs, Charlie started yelling. She was before him in an instance, eyes shining in golden fire and face flushed to match." Just because you're some big shot super hero does not mean-"
"Wait you know?!" Tim cried, the shock over taken by that tidbit of information.
"Of course I know you ass!" Charlie cried smacking his chest with her palm." I spend just about every second of the day with you! Did you lie about my investigation skills, or did you really think I was just going to ignore the fact that your mannerisms and your voice match the Red Boy Wonder?"
"You know my secret?" Tim tried again, his brain not quite caught up with the situation, yet.
"Damn it Drake!" Charlie seethed." I've know you were Red Robin since you came in the window after our first date! I am an investigator and I can put two and two together to make four!"
"You figured it out on your own, but you didn't force me to tell you or pressure me into giving you hints..."
"I didn't need hints! I got it all on my own!"
"You really are perfect aren't you?" Tim asked, his eyes gleeful now. Charlie was reeling back for another bout of yelling but Tim grabbed her face in his hands and kissed her before she could. At first, she struggled against his hold a bit, but soon she melted into his searing kiss. Her hands yanked through his black hair, much like earlier, and tugged him closer into the kiss. He pulled back to let her breathe, and buried his nose into the crook of her neck." My Charlie..."
"Of course I'm yours, you dolt," Charlie sighed, hugging him and cradling him against her neck, tenderly." I'm all yours, I have been since you gave me that dinky silver whistle and then dropped a glass at the Benefit because you heard my voice. I'm yours when you're in and out of uniform. And I am most definitely yours when you're being stupid and swing out of my window before I can explain why I said your name. I am always yours, Tim Drake, my Robin..."
And who could blame Tim for kissing her again, after a statement like that?

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"So that time you told me we should have a Super Hero cheat list?"

"Oh that was priceless!" Charlie was giggling beside Tim on her bed, both tangled together in a mass of limbs and blankets. He was asking her about every time that she had brought up Tim to Robin, or vice versa, in the past few months." And before you ask, the whole conversation we had about what 'type' of guys I liked was totally about you."

"God damn, woman... What did I do to deserve you?" Tim asked, twining a hand in her now messy dark hair. She gave him a teasing shrug and smiled up at him, adoringly." You know this means you have to re-meet the family..."

"You mean because they have to tell me all about their alter egos, too?" Charlie asked with a fake innocent grin. Tim opened his mouth to argue back in surprise but then closed it just as quick.

"The whole 'adopted family' bit does sort of give it away once you figure out one of us, huh?" Tim asked sheepishly.

"Something like that," Charlie nodded, resting her head against his chest, again." I sort of love your family, though, Timmy... They remind me so much of my own. Dick is sort of like my brother Axel, and Jay is like Abel... But then Damien is a total baby like Monty, and Bruce is a lot like my father."

"What does that make me?" Tim asked, playing with the ends of her hair as she traced circles and lines on his chest.

"My amazingly awesome boyfriend?"

"Oh yeah... So does that mean Alfred is like your mom?"

"You level of ridiculousness never ceases to amaze me..."

They talked far into the night, and Tim didn't make it home until that next evening. When he did, he ran into Bruce and Dick, worriedly talking in the dining room.

"He didn't come in last night, Dick..."

"Look he was probably out and lost track of time-"

"You guys realize I'm nearly 19 right?" Tim interrupted their talk and reached past them to grab an apple from the fruit bowl. Turning back he saw Dick's relieved look and Bruce's knowing gaze." I got caught up at Charlie's... She's coming by tomorrow for dinner, if that's okay."

"Only if she cooks again!" Dick said, his eyes shining in eager hope. Tim nodded and then turned to leave, but paused in the doorway.

"Oh and she may or may not have figured out I'm a super hero and worked out everyone else's identity, I'm sleeping now, bye!"

"That little-"

"Did you really think that him dating a criminal investigator would end well, Dick?"

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The dinner went without a hitch- Tim was pretty sure that the deciding factor had been when Bruce had asked Charlie what she tough of their secret identities and she had casually changed topics to the case she had broken the days before. Something about Charlie's unwillingness to even talk about what she had figured out satisfied the man that she wouldn't tell anyone else. Charlie made dinner, at Dick's request, and spoke so easily with his family that Tim found himself falling harder and harder for the girl. If her brains, beauty, and all around kick assery hadn't sealed the deal, the way she folded so perfectly into his adopted family did the trick.

"Charlotte, you're still going to help me brush up on my French right?" Damien was asking, his bright green eyes alight with child heroism for Tim's girlfriend. The youngest and newest addition to the Bat Family had clung onto Charlie after their first meeting; he would never admit it but she filled his mother craving more than anyone else could ever dream to, and it made him want to please her and be on her good side.

"Of course, Little Dami!" Charlie smiled winningly at the small ten year old boy." It'll be good for me too... I've been out of practice with my conversational French, without dad around to keep me on my toes. He'll be so happy to hear that my boyfriend's brother is-"

"You told your parents about us?" Tim asked, not knowing that tidbit of information. Charlie nodded, her eyes asking him what else he expected she do since they were together." I just hadn't realized that... I mean I haven't met them yet so, I suppose it doesn't matter-"

"Of course it does," Charlie said reaching over to take his hand," I'm proud of my awesome boyfriend... Only eighteen but you've nearly graduated College and you have a great 'city job' here in town." The tone around "city job" made Tim chuckle but he nodded for her to go on." I told mum and dad about you after a month of dating. They would love to meet you- the whole family would -but they're always so busy with the UN and the kids school."

"You should invite them here for a weekend," Bruce said from the head of the table." We could have them stay here and get to know everyone at once. Integrate the families and all that."

"That's a wonderful idea," Charlie said, beaming up at Bruce. Tim couldn't hide his grin when he saw the head of their family blush a little and smile back at their newest addition. He had picked a real winner with the crazy girl to his left.

"So, tell me again how many blood sacrifices you made to win her over?" Jason asked from Tim's right, sipping a glass of wine casually and staring at Charlie with curious eyes.

"Shut up you dick."

"Comparing me to Nightwing is a bit of a compliment asshole," Jason said with a wink." But seriously, you know you hit the lottery with that one."

"I heard you, Jay," Charlie said, walking behind Jason's chair to help Alfred take dishes to the kitchen. She leaned her pile of plates on her hip and winked at both boys." And for the record, Tim didn't have to sacrifice anyone. He just had to sell his soul to the Indian Goddess of Bad Assery."

Both men were left a little speechless with that ending line.

"Bro, I know her sisters are like way too young, but she's got like a hot cousin right?" Jason asked as Charlie left the room. Tim shook his head at his brother's antics, his eyes trained to the door, waiting for his "Goddess of Bad Assery" to return.

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The best and worst part about Charlie knowing his identity was that she could now tease him endlessly, but he was allowed to kiss her silly when they were alone, as payback. One such instance occurred when Tim and Bruce showed up to a crime scene that Charlie was helping over see. Ever since her bust on Garret Malone, the squad had no choice but to take her seriously; and given her opening Charlie made good on her skills and then some. She was allowed access to fresh crime scenes, and even helped Commissioner Gordon on tougher cases from time to time; the best for Tim was how giddy she got after a hard case, and the awesome quality time they got working together on them.

"Batman, Red Robin, thank you so much for coming to help us," Commissioner Gordon said, when they showed up to what looked like a normal bank heist. Charlie's golden eyes had lit up the second she caught sight of Tim, but she hadn't said anything yet." We found a few playing cards with green question marks, lodged into one of the vault walls. They don't look like Riddler's normal tag because they were used like throwing stars. We wanted you to take a look and see if it was a set up or maybe Riddler trying to throw us off."

"Knowing the Riddler it could go either way," Tim admitted, Batman nodding beside him. Charlie took thsi moment to speak up, and Tim knew he was in for a doozy of an afternoon.

"You're Red Robin?" Charlie asked, batting her eyelashes sweetly." I'm sorry to pry, but there are more than one of you on the Bat Team and it's just so interesting to meet the different heroes."

"Well, the pleasure is all mine, ma'am," Tim said, glancing sideways at Batman who was talking with the Commissioner.

"Oh no need for formalities," Charlie said, her voice low and purring," My name is Charlotte, but everyone calls me Charlie."

"Charlie, then," Tim swallowed thickly, watching her move closer to him, inch by inch.

"I hate to be forward, Robin," Charlie said softly," But has anyone told you how sinfully good you look in that carbon-based lycra costume?" She licked her lips temptingly and Tim felt a tug in his gut." I mean you can literally make out every divot and muscle on you. Any girlfriend of yours must be rather lucky to have her hands on you any time she wants."

"I um.. Well we're not supposed to have relationships," Tim said, every ounce of his inner strength working to not pull Charlie in for a searing kiss." Bad for the villains you know?"

"Well, I can't disagree with that," Charlie said, her eyes sparking evilly," But if you're ever looking for a bit of fun, I know a certain intern who wouldn't be opposed to a night working over those muscles." Tim swallowed again and nearly lost it when Charlie let her hand push flat against his abs, teasingly." I have always had a thing for men in masks..."

"Robin?" Oh thank you god, Batman was saving him." I have a few more questions for the Commissioner, do you think you could take the statement from his intern and then let her show you the vault?"

Son of a monkey's bitch uncle.

"Um, y-yeah! Of course, Batman!" Tim managed, watching Charlie's eyes glow even darker in evil glee. He was going to get her back so bad when he came over, later...

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"Charlotte Tia LeBeu you are the most evil, conniving, beautiful woman on the planet!" Tim cried as he burst into her loft, later that evening. Charlie had her back to him, at her dining table, but he could hear her laughing." You do realize that Red Robin losing his cool and shoving you into a bank vault for a make out session is so not- what are you wearing."

"It was a gift from Alfred," Charlie said," Do you like it?" Charlie was wearing a pair of fuzzy red pajama pants, but what was really getting Tim was the slightly tighter than normal tanktop with the words "I Have A Crush on The Boy Wonder" in bright yellow, on the front." Look, it's got your red 'R' on the back!"

Charlie never did get to show him the back of the tanktop, Tim was too busy shoving her towards the bedroom and trying to rip it off of her to notice.

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A/N: I was going to make this a little longer and mess with Tim more, but it's late again and I have work in the morning.

Plan is to have chapters of Captain America, YDSTC, and a new one here Saturday night. If I get a lot of writing in, I may also post a few one shots to the new one shot series (encompassing all my OC and snippets or what-ifs from all my stories) I'll be starting up.

Once again this chapter is for Just Watch Me Fly, because messaging her all day about Charlie and Tim inspires me to do bad (or really good for y'all) things in the chapters. She is also the reason I may or may not be making an OC for Jason because JayBird needs love too... pin in that idea for awhile, but it is so happening. My list of Robins goes as such: Tim is my favorite, then Jay, then Dick, then Damien, then Stephanie, then Carrie, then Helaina in the Alternate universe with Power Girl. So knowing this and knowing JWMF is totally tempting me with my second favorite Robin is so not fair! But I digress...

Thank you for your kind review, guest! And thanks to you too, Alex ;p I knew you would be first to comment!

Until next time guys!

Ciao!