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I saw the car lights heading right for us, I heard my mom scream, I saw the busting of the glass and then everything stopped. I couldn't move. My left side had been pinned, I could tell by the way I couldn't move it, I also couldn't feel it, when I looked down the door was practically crushing me and something was dripping in my eyes but the more I tried to move the harder it was for me breath.

"Mom? Dad? Are you okay? Can you hear me? Mom? MOM!?" My parents weren't responding, I could barely see my Dad and I couldn't see my mom at all. I could smell smoke and I could hear people yelling, but nothing from my parents. I tried to move so maybe I could climb out but there was no chance of moving. I was trapped. I began to worry about the smoke smell, I had to get out of here, and I had to get my parents out. I felt like I had been trapped forever when a face came in the window on the other side of me.

"We are going to cut you out miss; you're going to be okay!" I tried to respond but I no longer had the strength to. I knew something was terribly wrong I just didn't know what. Finally the man who was talking to me pulled me from the car. People were surrounding it and crowded on the streets; I looked back and saw the firemen leaning in the car so I assumed they were getting my mom and dad. The man who pulled me out immediately put me on a stretcher but I could still see around me and right before he passed me to the EMT I swore I saw Bruce Wayne's face in the crowd.

"Br-Bruce? Bruce!" I could have sworn he heard me, he was looking right at me but he didn't move. Maybe it wasn't him. Maybe I was seeing what I wanted to see. But he looked just like Bruce…that was the last thing I remember seeing though because the EMT loaded me up and took me to the hospital. I had to have twenty-two stitches in my forehead, and two surgeries for internal bleeding. My femur was broke and I had two pins placed in it. I would have to have physical therapy but I was alive and I was thankful for that. My brother, Rachel, and Alfred were in my room with me when I woke up from surgery. My brother told me about my parents, they died on impact. According to Gabe I was trapped in the car for three hours before they were able to cut me out. I was very lucky to be alive. Gabe and I were devastated by our parent's death. I felt guilty, if I hadn't of been talking to them would the accident have happened? Maybe then my Dad would have noticed the car in time. I would not be released until the day of the funeral so I had to help plan the service from the hospital, Gabe and Alfred took care of most of the planning though and it turned out to be beautiful. It was a service that left me feeling like my parents were in a better place. Gabe and Rachel bonded together during this hard time and I was very happy that he had her. I felt like I didn't have anyone though, I felt like the person who should be here helping me though this was Bruce and Bruce wasn't here and probably never would be. I confessed to Alfred that I thought I saw him the day of the car accident but Alfred told me that Bruce had yet to contact him or come home so I knew that in my desperate moment I imagined what I wanted most in the world. After the funeral Gabe and I went to hear the reading of the will and then home, we promised we would come see Alfred afterwards for dinner though.

Rachel came for dinner as well and the four of us laughed and cried until we just couldn't take it anymore. It grew quiet for a bit when Gabe looked at Alfred then at me and finally stated what we had all been thinking but none of us really wanted to say. "He should be here with us..." I looked over at him and then at Rachel.

"Have you heard from him Alfred?" Rachel asked, I could tell she was trying to avoid looking at me.

"No I haven't, I thought maybe he would come back but he hasn't. So I take care of the Wayne manor and wait for a Wayne to show up."

"Maybe one day he will..." Rachel put her hand over mine on the table and looked at me.

"Rae...you have to stop waiting for him. You need to move on." I nodded because even though I had gone to school and had a lot going for me I still never dated and still hoped to get that phone call with his voice on the other line. I walked around the house with Gabe looking at all the pictures of us with our parents before showering and heading to bed. A few days later Gabe and I went through my parents things and we agreed that I would get the house and he would get the vacation one. Gabe started his living as a stock broker and went on to be very successful; we talked everyday and I actually got on with my life. I focused all my time on school and a new hobby that I stumbled upon, Jiu Jitsu. If I wasn't studying I was training. I started in group classes but once I graduated up from those I began taking private classes. I loved it, I loved the power I felt when I was training. There were a few times when I couldn't move after the classes and the ice bath became my favorite pastime but I was addicted to Jiu Jitsu. I loved loved loved the collar choke, it was the first move I really perfected but I also loved the fact that no one could get the best of me. Although I did love training I did mostly focus on my studies and as a result I graduated from Columbia with a degree in Psychology and was offered a job at Arkham working with the criminally insane. I knew Arkham was the best place I would get offered at and because I wanted to specialize in those people it was perfect...if you want crazies...go to Gotham.

So I did. It had been four years since the last time I visited Gotham and stayed at the house; I had been staying with Gabe in his new home when ever I needed to get away from school and we didn't talk about Gotham or what had gone on here. Rachel called me and kept me updated enough; she had gotten a job working for the DA and had just recently had a run in with the new masked vigilantly Batman while he saved Gotham from another crazy guy. That was two years ago and now he's apparently just fighting off regular crime until a new bigger crazy comes into town. Really that's all I knew about Gotham when I moved back. I had my stuff shipped there before I left school and when I got back everything was unpacked and right where it was suppose to be. Gabe had left me a message telling me to go over to see Alfred when I got in because he sent something there for me to pick up. So I quickly took a shower, threw on a pair of shorts a t shirt and chucks and jogged over to the Wayne manor. When I got there I rang the door bell and waited for Alfred to answer. When he did I jumped into his arms like a girl who hasn't seen her father for years. He chuckled and patted my back.

"Well it's nice to see you too!" I smiled and pulled back. He placed a hand on my shoulder and guided me into the living room.

"So tell me Lilly are you ready to be back in Gotham?" I smiled and nodded my head.

"Yeah Rachel's kept me pretty updated so I think I am."

"She's told you everything?"

"Yes sir I believe she has." I smiled at him but Alfred didn't smile all the way back; in fact he looked baffled.

"Alfred what is it?"

"Didn't Gabe call you? I was going to bring what he left here for you to you...so you wouldn't have to see him."

"See who Alfred? I'm confused; why wouldn't it be okay for me to come get my package?" Alfred began to say something but before he could get it out I heard a barking noise and a man yell out for Alfred.

"Coming Master Wayne" My head snapped up to Alfred and he made eye contact with me; I stood to leave but as I headed for the door a man came through it holding a puppy. The man was tall, muscular, with dark brown hair and brown eyes that had haunted me for years. The man was Bruce.

"Oh excuse me I was just leaving!" I began to walk towards the door when I felt a hand reach out and stop me.

"No-no don't leave on my account I just wanted to ask Alfred where and who this dog belongs to; I found it upstairs in my old room." I looked Bruce and almost willed him to look at me; to remember me but another part begged for him not too.

Alfred cleared his throat and looked a Bruce.

"Master Wayne-"

"Bruce Alfred Bruce, you raised me Alfred, call me Bruce."

"Anyway the puppy belongs to this young woman, I was watching it for her. But she must go for she has lots to do." I silently thanked Alfred and then gently took the puppy from Bruce's arms. I tried to not touch him but when our hands brushed as he was giving me the puppy I felt a jolt, I also felt like I was going to pass out. Bruce was talking to me but before I processed anything he was saying I kissed Alfred on the cheek and bolted out the door. I fell on the couch when I got home, I was shaking. I was…I was stunned. Bruce Wayne was back. Bruce Wayne was back and so was I. Fuck. I needed to call Rachel. She answered on the third ring.

"Hey….Alfred just called me…he told me you came by."

" Rachel you managed to tell me about EVERY single bloody criminal and gossip in Gotham but you couldn't find the time to tell me that he was back!? What the hell Rachel!? I was just fed to the wolves! Do you know how caught off guard I was seeing him!?"

"I was going to tell you Lilly, but I wanted to do it in person and not over the phone and I really didn't know how. I'm so sorry." I paused for a long time before sighing and finally responding.

"It's okay Rachel I was just shocked I guess. Not that he matters anymore. But...he um well he's very..."

"Right!? Not scrawny that's for sure." We both let out a giggle before it all hit me again.

"He's back Rachel. He's back in Gotham and he didn't even recognize me, granted I didn't really give him a chance to look at me and I ran out of there but Jesus I'm still shaking. When I saw him I felt like I was punched in the stomach, it's what I was waiting for, and now when I moved on he comes back. "

"Well Lilly Rae it's been six years since he left, we're glad you've moved on. You look great and you're not the little teenage girl you use to be. You will have to talk to him eventually and he will discover who you are. You know he ask about you every time I see him. He definitely remembers."

"Does he really?'

"Yeah the first time I ran into him he asked if I still kept into touch with you..."

"What'd you say?"

"That we talked everyday and that you were doing well; trying to pick what hospital to work for since you got so many offers. I knew that's not what he was really asking though."

"He doesn't have the right to ask about my personal life. He chose to leave it after all!"

"I know honey. I know. Just don't get your hopes up Rae, he's not the man he was."

"What do you mean?"

"He's known as Gotham's richest playboy."

"Wow... I knew he wouldn't be the same...but not like that. I've come to terms with the knowledge that the man I fell in love with wouldn't have left me like he did."

"Good, well how about on your lunch break tomorrow we meet? I know this cute little Cuban place that's just to die for."

"That sounds wonderful!" Rachel went on to tell me something else but my doorbell rang.

"Oh Rachel I'm sorry but someone's at the door so I'll have to talk to you tomorrow."

"Okay!" I hung up the phone and placed the puppy on a pillow and went to answer the door.

To my shock Bruce Wayne was standing at my door.

"May I help you?"