Diana woke up in an instant. Her eyes flashed open and she looked around. She was clearly in a hospital room. She sat up and a nurse walked in. The woman looked surprised to see her sitting up.

"Oh, Ms. Atkins you're awake!"

"What happened?" asked Diana. She couldn't remember anything about last night.

"You were almost raped," she said. "The Batman saved you and brought you here."

"Bat who?" she asked, feeling groggy.

"You have some friends downstairs waiting for you," She left the room again, leaving Diana confused. A moment later Darcey ran through the door and jumped onto her, pulling her into a tight hug.

"I'm so sorry!" she said in an upset voice.

"What's going on?" asked Diana. She saw Bruce walk in holding a huge bouquet of flowers. "I wasn't paying attention, I didn't see you leave!" said Darcey. "I looked everywhere for you!" Diana looked at the clock hanging above the door and realized it was 12:00.

"Shit!" she said, "I have to get to work!" Darcey laughed and said

"Don't worry, Jeremy knows you're here, that's how I found out." Darcey let go of her and Bruce stepped forward. He handed her the flowers and still deeply confused Diana said

"What happened last night Bruce?"

"Someone slipped a drug into your drink and took you out of the club." He seemed deeply upset. "Two men tried to rape you."

"Who got me out of it?" she asked.

"Batman," he said.

"Who's Batman?" she asked.

"He's the vigilante that also took down Falcone last night." Diana felt angry. She knew there was no way she could have defended herself last night but she was frustrated that she had been taken advantage of. "You look pissed," said Bruce.

"I am," she said, "I couldn't have defended myself."

"That wasn't your fault," he said, "You weren't able to, you were drugged." Diana knew there was no argument but still felt angry.

"So who is this Batman?" she asked. Before Bruce could speak Darcey jumped in excitedly.

"He's a crime fighter who dresses like a bat! Last night he took down Falcone and left him tied to a searchlight." Diana laughed and said

"A man who dresses like a bat?"

"Ya," said Darcey.

"There's a lot of things more intimidating then that he could have dressed up as."

"Like what?" asked Bruce. Diana thought he heard defensiveness in his tone.

"You seem to forget that I grew up in the wilderness Bruce, trust me there are a lot more scarier creatures out there then a bat."

"He's all over the news," said Darcey. "You should turn on your TV and hear the reports." She glanced at the clock and saw that it was now 12:30. "I gotta go Diana, I told Jeremy I'd only be gone for an hour. I'll come see you later." She gave her one last hug and then left. Bruce sat down on the edge of Diana's bed.

"I was terrified when I heard you were in the hospital," he said.

"Well I feel fine now," she said. "I don't remember anything from last night. The last thing I can recall was taking a quick break before going back out onto the dance floor with Darcey."

"I'm just happy you're ok and those scumbags didn't get their hands on you." Diana felt rage burn deep inside her again. If she had been fully aware of what was going on she would have beat both of those men to bloody pulps. She clenched her fists and said

"I wish I could of done something rather then be rescued."

"Like what?" asked Bruce.

"Beat the crap out of both of them. I would have shown them that they had messed with the wrong woman."


Bruce stayed with her until she was released at around 5:00 that afternoon. He drove her home and stayed with her for an hour before leaving. He had decided to take Alfred's advice seriously and do the things that anyone would expect the average pompous billionaire would do. He dressed up and to his reluctance, invited two European models to come out with him to dinner. He knew he was making himself look like a complete douchebag when he got out of his Lamborghini with the two of them hanging on his arms. He couldn't help measuring them up to Diana; neither of them met her standards.


Diana got home and took a long bath before curling up on the couch and turning on the TV. She went to the news channel and saw that Darcey had been right. Across the screen it read "Bat Vigilante brings Falcone to Justice" Two reporters were discussing what had gone on last night. Diana tried hard to remember anything from last night. She couldn't recall anything about a man in a Bat costume. She changed the channel and another news report came up on the screen. It caught her attention when she read "Bruce Wayne's Night out." She listened to what the reporter was saying.

"Bruce Wayne has been spotted tonight dining at Gotham's finest hotel, Le Supérieur, with two lovely ladies. He reportedly bought the hotel after his two friends decided to take a dip in one of the hotel's fountains. What will be next for Mr. Wayne? Another disappearing act? Or will he buy out every hotel in Gotham City?"

Diana was shocked as a video of an extremely smug looking Bruce came on the screen. He had his arms around the waists of two women as he waked into the hotel. What was he doing? He had left her only a few hours ago still seeming distraught over what had happened to her and now he was out riding around with two models? She couldn't help feeling jealous and upset. He was making himself look like a complete asshole to the media, and why hadn't he asked her if she wanted to go out? Even if she had just gotten home from the hospital he didn't have to have two brain dead models hanging on him as dates. She shut off the TV in disgust and lay down. She'd call Bruce tomorrow and ask him what the hell he was thinking. She let herself doze off, completely exhausted from the rough day.


Bruce walked out of the restaurant with the two models ahead of him. As he was about to get in his car he heard someone say his name.

"Bruce?" He turned around to see Rachel standing there. Finally they were meeting face to face, last night didn't count.

"Rachel," he said, walking up to her.

"I heard you were back," she said smiling. "What are you doing?" He felt embarrassed. He was soaking wet and she had caught him at the completely wrong time.

"I uh was swimming," he said. Quickly changing the subject he said "Wow it's good to see you."

"You were gone a long time," she said.

"How are things?" he asked.

"The same," she said. He smiled stupidly, feeling like an idiot.

"The job's getting worse," she said.

"Can't change the world on your own," he said.

"What choice do I have, and you're to busy swimming." He knew he was coming off in the wrong way. He could only imagine what Diana would be thinking if she saw him like this. He had always been just friends with Rachel; there had never been feelings between them that went beyond that.

"Rachel all this, it's not me. Inside I am more." He heard one of the models call to him from his car and Rachel shook her head at him.

"Bruce deep you may still be that same great kid you used to be, but it's not who you are underneath, it's what you do that defines you."


Diana woke up out of a dead sleep. She was still lying on the couch and the bright numbers coming from her TV box clock said it was 2:30 A.M. She suddenly got the feeling that she wasn't alone. She almost screamed when she saw a dark figure standing outside her window on the ledge. Frozen with fear, she watched as the window opened and the figure stepped inside. A deep voice spoke out

"I'm not here to hurt you." The figure stepped into the moonlight streaming through her window and she was shocked to see a man in a bat suit.

"You're him," she said, "You're the Batman." He didn't answer her but nodded. "You saved me last night."

"I did," he said.

"Thank you," she said, "But why are you here?"

"I thought I'd check in on you to see how you were doing," he said. His voice was deep and rough, she'd never heard anything like it. A gust of cold air coming through the open window woke her up and made her realize that she wasn't dreaming. She suddenly was very aware he was watching her and all she was wearing was a white tank top and a pair of boy shorts underwear. She pulled the blanket off the floor and back over her body.

"Who are you?" she asked.

"That's not important," he said, "All that matters is what I do, not who I am." She wanted to reach out and touch him to make sure he was really there but she didn't have the energy to sit up off the couch. "What are you doing living in a neighborhood like this?" he asked.

"All I could afford," she said, feeling sleepy. Her eyes slowly started shutting again and she asked

"I'm ok, aren't gonna you leave?" He came closer, standing over her.

"In a place like this, you need someone to watch over you." She didn't answer and slipped back into a light slumber. Bruce stayed there for another half an hour, watching her sleep before leaving, locking the window on his way out.


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