Alright, so this scene may be a little ooc, but I'm doing my best. It's just the Bruce is hard to write. So enjoy guys.
"Alfred, I don't know how you convinced me to let her do this." Bruce sighed as Alfred handed him a cup of coffee. "The thought of bringing her with me…"
"You know that she won't stay in this house, Master Bruce." Alfred replied
"That doesn't make it easier." He groaned, sipping his coffee. "Alfred, I can't keep her in the training room forever."
"You won't have to, Master Bruce." Alfred sighed, "And you do not have to take her out every night." Bruce's eyes snapped from his coffee to Alfred, looking for a way around letting Caitlin on patrol.
"I don't?" Alfred sighed, shaking his head.
"Master Bruce, you will have to bring her out, but you do not have to take her out every night. Start slow."
"Slow?" He questioned
"Yes Master Bruce. Slow. Take her out once a month. Then when you're more comfortable take her out once a week." Bruce nodded
"That could work." He agreed, "I can watch her once a month."
"Yes, you can."
"How long do you think I can keep her in the training room?"
"Not long, Master Bruce." Alfred replied, pouring more coffee into Bruce's cup. "As she said before, she is already trained. Miss Dinah has much to teach her, but Miss Caitlin learns quickly."
"I know, Alfred."
"After all, she is your daughter."
"I know, Alfred."
"Do not get upset with me, Master Bruce. You are the one who agreed."
"You convinced me!" Alfred shrugged and walked into the kitchen. "I can't do this."
Caitlin growled and fell on her back. Everything hurt. Dinah never let up, not once. Dinah had been training Caitlin for 10 months now, and she had never given her a break. This would have been fine for her, in fact she preferred this, but Caitlin had figured out how this was a trick. Her dad allowed her to go out twice a week. But if she ever complained Caitlin was stuck in the house. Grounded. And Dinah knew this too. So she never let her off easy. If Dinah said that she was slacking then Caitlin would be put on lockdown. Caitlin learned this the hard way, when she slacked off in after school training. Dinah told her father, and Caitlin was locked in her room. Only allowed out for training.
"Get up Lil Bat." Dinah directed, "We aren't done yet."
"Dinah, look at the clock." Caitlin begged, "I'm going to Mom's in an hour and she's already suspicious." Dinah glanced over at the clock. "Dinah you've gotten me able to take down Barry. Please let me go upstairs and take an ice bath."
"Alright, you're free." Caitlin rolled off the floor and ran upstairs.
As soon as she was in her bathroom Caitlin plugged the tub and set it as cold as it got. Not a minute later Alfred knocked. Caitlin opened the door and let Alfred, who was carrying bags of ice, in. They dumped the ice into the tub and Alfred left. Caitlin locked the door and slowly sank into the ice. She cringed as the cold water hit her sore muscles.
"An hour isn't long enough." She muttered, shivering from the ice. "How am I going to explain this?" Someone knocked on the door and Caitlin's head snapped, making her groan. "Who is it?"
"Dinah." Caitlin held back a groan.
"Come in." She called back. Dinah opened the door and walked in.
"You look comfy." Caitlin glared. "Alright, alright. Your mother called and said that she'd be late. Clark will be here in an hour. I'm going home."
"Okay." She said, sinking deeper into the ice. "Can you let me relax now?"
"Rest up, Lil Bat." Dinah said, standing, "I hear that Haly's is coming back in town next week. Don't think that'll stop training." With that she walked out.
"I'd never be so hopeful." Caitlin mumbled, sinking deeper into the ice. Half an hour later, when she could no longer take the cold, Caitlin pulled herself from the tub laid on the floor. Slowly she pulled her robe on and walked to her bed. Caitlin snuggled into her blankets, looking for heat.
"Lil Bat!" Clark's voice called as she stared at the clock. "Lil Bat!"
"I'm in my room!" Caitlin called back, snuggling closer to the blankets. Clark opened the door and looked around.
"Why are you in bed?"
"Because Dinah spent the last seven hours beating me to a pulp." Caitlin moaned, glaring at him. "Why is she my trainer?"
"Because your dad knows she won't let you slack off."
"But Die wouldn't either."
"Diana isn't human." Clark reasoned, sitting on the bed. "And you need a human training you. Mortal."
"Mortals suck." Clark laughed.
"You're mortal, Lil B."
"I'm in pain Uncle Clark."
"I know sweetie." Clark said, standing. "Get dressed. Time will fly soon enough."
"That's not even a good pun." Caitlin groaned, "Uncle Clark, are you coming with us to Haly's?" She asked, slowly getting up.
"No." Clark said, "I'm working that night."
"We can go another night."
"How about the two of us go out a different night?" Clark asked, "You go with your father, then later we'll go somewhere together. Sound good?" Caitlin nodded. "Alright, I'll be downstairs. Get dressed." Caitlin nodded, already headed to her dresser.
