Of bats, cats and children-Batgirl 2992-poor college kid who owns nothing
Warning, there is some bad language in this chapter, its necessary to get my point across.
Bruce was sitting at his mega computer in the batcave, reflecting on recent events. Harley has begun amassing more clowns, and the Penguin's gang has been really quiet, he was waiting for something big to go down. In midst of his musings Chloe snuck up behind Bruce, or at least tried, he had been trained by ninjas after all.
"Dick's been called into the principal's office again." She set one cup of coffee down next to him, while taking a sip of her own. "Fighting," another large sip, "he might be doing great in classes, and has a great group of friends, but Bruce he needs something more."
Bruce swiveled his chair to face her, "I told him to join an extracurricular, but there is nothing available that would help him. He's a trained acrobat, all the school offers is contact sports."
Chloe smirked, immediately worrying the billionaire. "Remember when I said you needed a sidekick?"
Bruce narrowed his eyes and set his jaw. "No. I don't want nor do I need a side kick. Especially not one who is just short of being my son."
Chloe decided to give her Lana face a try. She softened her eyes, and slightly pouted, tucking her hair behind her ears. "But Bruce, what about my sanity? Soon I'm going to have my own parking space at the high school, and then I'll be stuck at Wayne tower pulling all nighters all the time."
Bruce looked confused. "One …what the hell are you doing with your face? Two… how did you get them to recognize you as his guardian?"
Chloe pondered for a moment before going back to her Chloe face. She mumbled, "Trying out my Lana face, it doesn't work." Speaking louder she continued, "And for point number two, I was a hacker for the last ten years of my life. I'm resourceful. Now, what about Dick? If you train him, he won't keep sneaking down here when you're out on patrol, and you'll have backup. Just think about it."
As she turned to leave, Bruce grabbed her hand. "You want to talk about what didn't almost happen in the kitchen last week?"
She shook her head, indicating a no. Then she left Bruce to ponder his thoughts, calling back. "I leave for Metropolis tomorrow. Just think about the sidekick thing, a few days just you and Dick, what do you have to lose?"
He grumbled to himself, turning to face the computer. "Only my sanity."
"Bruce I'm sorry, but I have to go. I'm on the airplane, I can't keep talking. Just test Dick's skills, and start his training from there." She paused as the stewardess walked by, ignoring the dirty look the woman sent. "I should be back later this week. The wedding is on Saturday, if you want to come." She laughed "well I'll be standing next to Lois, ridiculous dress and obnoxious flowers in hand." She paused laughing. "Whatever, I'll be back on Monday."
After Chloe hung up the phone she looked at the passenger to her left, in the window seat. A large smile crept up her face, "and here I thought you'd swim to Kansas. How are you doing AC?"
The blonde stretched back grinning at the green eyed girl next to him. "Well it's been months Tower, and I caught this ridiculously cramped flight up the coast to see you. I'm ready to party, how bout you Chloe?"
She stared at the ground eyes lighting up as she spoke, "Gotham is dark and scary, totally exhilarating, but I feel like I'm betraying you guys because I love it there. But I miss being your Watchtower, every day."
AC nudged her in the side, breaking the tension. "So, are you really Wayne's mistress?" he raised his eyebrows suggestively.
She playfully slapped his arm, "mistress really? I live there; it feels more like home than the Talon ever did. But I'm not sleeping with him or anything like that." She watched as a smug look crossed her aquatically skilled friend's face.
"Is it true he has a full size digital projection theater in his house… with every game system available?" AC's eyes were wide with excitement.
Chloe rolled her eyes. "Could be... Dick and I just use the 50 in flat screen in the family room."
AC shook his head, "you know how to ruin a guy's dreams Chlo."
Lois said small. Clark said whatever makes Lois happy. Martha said traditional. The General said elope. Lucy said party, Bart agreed. Victor and AC hoped for a villain free day. Chloe was glad the dresses weren't pink. Oliver was excited Chloe was there. It was a new beginning to an epic love story; Lois Lane and Clark Kent.
Chloe and Lucy were clothed in baby blue. Lois sparkled in a stunningly simple white dress. Clark, Bart and Oliver stood at the front of the church handsomely in tuxes. The General kept a stern eye on his daughters after giving Lois's hand to Clark. Martha's eyes teared up as her son said his vows. The preacher cracked a smile as Lois and Clark kissed and faced the crowd as man and wife.
Lucy and Bart eventually got their wish. Friends, family and coworkers alike partied like Lois back in her days at Metropolis University. Chloe was doing shots with the bridal party, it had been so long since she'd let loose. She danced with everyone, Victor, the General, Bart, Clark, her father, by the time she'd partnered up with Oliver it was like the last year had never happened.
Bruce had been battling with himself ever since she invited him the first time. Walking into the small town's reception hall, he was starting to wonder why he let Alfred talk him into this. He didn't know anyone except Chloe and Clark. Well he knew Lois, but Bruce was pretty sure Lois wouldn't want him there. So he did what Batman did best, snuck in and tried to find Chloe while hiding in the shadows.
Clark stepped off the dance floor bumping into his newest billionaire acquaintance. "Well, what brings you to Kansas Mr. Wayne?"
Bruce flashed his playboy smile, "just looking for Chloe. She invited me, I hope that's okay."
"Fine with me, nice to see you again man." Clark clapped him on the back. After a moment of awkward silence, Clark turned to Bruce. "So you're head over heels for her, aren't you?"
Bruce's jaw momentarily dropped, he sputtered, "I don't know what you are talking about."
Clark just laughed; Bruce finally met his eyes, "okay, whatever. She doesn't see me like that it's okay. I don't deserve her anyway."
"Give it time, she's got a lot of trust issues she'll need to work thorough. But I know she cares about you."
For all of Clark's superpowers, sometimes, even he wasn't fast enough to save his best friends. He was dancing with Lois, when he heard Oliver's heart accelerate. Chloe's breath caught, and time seemed to move at impossibly slow speeds. Unlike the heroes most in attendance were, they all watched as the train wreck of Chloe's love life rammed right into Lois and Clark's wedding reception.
Most of the guests had already left when Chloe and Oliver reentered the party. She was still drunk off her ass. But it had been a good night, all except for when her father cornered her about her relationship with both billionaires, that's when she started drinking hard.
The next thing she knew, Oliver dropped her hand and started running across the dance floor. Chloe looked up and her eyes connect with Bruce's and she instantly sobered. Fear ran through her veins as her mind raced back to the letter from Oliver. . I really had planned to apologize when I came to Gotham. But when I saw him with you, something in me just snapped
Victor and AC saw their boss running and looked between Chloe, Oliver and his intended target. They lunged and managed to restrain him, but Oliver had lost his composure. "You fucking bastard. I finally got her to talk to me again and you decide to show up! How dare you?"
Chloe slowly approached, tears running down her face. Gabe tried to stop her but she told him to back down. "This is my fault dad, let me handle it." Lois and Clark stared, hands still placed where they were during the dance. The General began to make his way to his niece, but Bruce grabbed his shoulder, shaking his head.
Chloe tried to make eye contact with Oliver, but he refused, settling to stare at Bruce. Oliver began to struggle harder, eyes bloodshot with anger. "Chloe I was going to forgive you. We could have started over. But I guess I'm just a bed warmer, between your photographer and your nights with the dark billionaire. Look out Wayne, she'll probably trade up again soon. Maybe even hook herself a Bass."
Bart pulled Chloe in for a hug, he stared at Oliver. "I love you man, like a brother, but you need help." Victor and AC began to pull him away from Chloe; Oliver continued to struggle against them.
Chloe pulled out her cell phone, wiping away her tears putting on full watchtower mode. "Emil, he's going to need to see somebody, as discrete as you can make it." She hung up, go over to the bride and groom to apologize.
Bart managed to tranquilize Oliver, as AC and Victor pulled him away.
The General looked at Bruce, "take my advice boy. Don't hurt my niece. And if you ever choose to get married, elope."
A/N: super big thank you to all who have been reviewing, alerting etc. it makes my day and reminds me that I've been leaving you all hanging. I love this story and if stupid real life would stay out of my way I would be a lot farther than I am.
I'm sorry to all the Oliver supporters out there. I don't want to make him all angry and bad like he is currently, but it's the only way to keep him relevant to the story, but not in the main plot.
My P key is starting to stick so I apologize if there is any miss spellings, but soon our story will shift back to Gotham and the fun will really start.