Chapter Six

They sat uncomfortably. Adriana looked around. "So this is the inside of a Tumbler huh?" She looked at the dash observing different things. "It is roomier then I thought it would be."

"You know about the Tumbler model?" He sounded surprised, she wasn't.

"Yes, my dad practically gave himself an aneurysm trying to recruit Lucius Fox to Stark Industries quite a few years back. I dunno, he stayed loyal to Wayne Enterprises. Maybe he liked the dreary East coast weather." She looked out the window to see little water droplets hitting the small angular windows. "My dad tried even harder to get the rights to this vehicle, the Tumbler." Adriana smiled in spite of herself. "He used to talk about this," She looked around, "all the time, ha, imagine if I told Anthony I'd driven in one."

Batman turned and looked at her, she shrugged and widened her eyes innocently, "Don't worry I wasn't planning on it." She sighed, "Just saying is all."

"I didn't think you were interested in being a part of the Stark Industries." Adriana whirled around and looked at the Batman.

"I'm sorry I was under the impression you didn't know anything about me!" She felt a little offended and lied to.

"Do you really think I wouldn't know when the biggest arms creator and dealer's little sister moved into Gotham?"

Adriana scowled, "It's not like I was trying to flood the streets with unlicensed weapons." She glared out the window.

"That is exactly why we haven't had a problem." He spoke in a clipped way like he wasn't used to stringing so many words together.

"Well that is comforting." She sighed not looking back at him. "Anyway," Adriana decided to keep talking, it made her comfortable. She'd talked herself to sleep when she was very young. Tony had told her she did it again when she moved in with him after their parent's death. "My father discussed work every night at dinner. I liked spending time with my dad and he was slightly uncompromising. So we talked about whatever he wanted to talk about." She sighed. "He was happy when I told him I wanted to go to medical school, not thrilled. I mean I think he wanted me to follow in Tony's foot steps and go to MIT, but I mean I didn't wanna go so far from home so I went to Stanford. I mean in my family I was a late bloomer, I didn't get my BS until I was 17." She shook her head. "Too much fucking around I guess." She leaned back and looked back at the Batman. 'I was sad my dad never got to see me graduate."

"When did he die?"

"Ten years ago." She looked back out the window.

"How old were you?"

"Fourteen."

"You're young."

"Young and brilliant." She chuckled hollowly. "Curse of the Starks'." She looked out the window. "You can drop me off here if you want, I am only a block away from the building."

He didn't listen to her and continued to drive.

She rolled her eyes. "Why don't you like police?" The question hung in the air. She continued to looked out the window.

"I just don't." Was all she could say.