He got back at the Bat-cave thirty minutes later to find Batman and Batgirl working on the computer (well, Batman was working, Batgirl was looking annoying in the background).

'We've found where Catwoman and her dumb sidekick are hiding out.' declared Batgirl seeing him coming in. He glowered at her menacingly, making her shut up.

'Is everything alright?' asked the man behind her, turning away from his computer. 'Dick?' the young boy nodded moodily and went to change his cape which had somehow got a big rip in it.

They all got into the Batmobile and made their way swiftly through the back streets of Gotham to the nice part of the town where rich people lived their lives full of expensive things. They left the car hidden in a dark and deserted garage, and made their way through the shadows to a big block of posh looking flats.

'Their apartment is number 623.' said the Batman full of authority, indicating that they should make their way in that direction.

The three vigilantes got into the elevator and pressed the button to the sixth floor and waited as the lift rumbled into motion. As they got out on the sixth floor they came up against a drunkard, who leered at them, his eyes glassy and surprised.

'You're the B-Batman.' he stated, slurring badly and swaying quite badly. The dark knight frowned down at him menacingly, as though daring him to say something else. 'I've had too… too much to d-drink.' he continued, looking down at the bottle of red wine he had in his hand. Batgirl sniggered quietly.

They went up to the door and kicked it open, revealing a posh apartment with expensive looking furniture… and quite a few cats.

'This is so definitely the place.' stated Robin nodding his head as though that made it final. The three vigilantes went in and started snooping around, ignoring the cats who were hissing and growling at them menacingly.

There was a noise from a back room and they heard a young woman's voice coming from behind the door.

'I can't believe you didn't hear it…' came Catwoman's voice just as she opened the door to find the Batman standing behind it. Luckily for her, she was in costume as she stopped dead to take in the three intruders in her kitchen. 'Nightingale GO!!!' she screamed as she turned and closed the door desperately, and the dark knight tried to open it.

'Robin, try and find-' he started but he was broken off as Catwoman tugged at the door.

'I'm on it.' replied the young boy, understanding the half-order. 'He indicated that Batgirl shouldn't follow him, she scowled but didn't complain and started trying to help the Batman.

He ran out into the hallway and tried to find a back entrance, running up and down the apparently empty corridor.

Suddenly he noticed a tiny little door opening in the wall not far away. He tiptoed up and hid behind it as Nightingale slipped out on the other side of it. Just as she was getting to her feet, Robin slammed the door shut on one of her sleeves.

'Woah!!!' she exclaimed as a small figurine wrapped in bubble wrap slipped from her hands and jumped around, her hands fumbling to try and catch it. 'Hey, dude you could have broken it, and I doubt it's properly insured.' she shouted at him, pressing it to her chest for protection.

'Well, you shouldn't have had it in the first place.' answered Robin angrily, getting to his feet and pointing at the artefact. She glowered at him and tugged her sleeves out from in the little door and flicked her hair over her shoulder.

Despite the fact that they were fighting, Robin couldn't help but watch her long sleek hair as it flew around her face elegantly, gently stroking her cheek as it fell behind her naked shoulder.

Suddenly he noticed that she had turned and started running down the hallway. Dammit, thought the boy wonder as he started running after her. Maybe girls do it on purpose to make us feel like this so they can get away easier… He was catching up now, he noticed her glancing over her shoulder nervously to see his progress.

He threw one of his net birderangs and it caught her around her ankles, bringing her crashing down on the ground and the relic fly out of her hands.

Everything slowed down as it started to fall, gracefully spinning on itself, Nightingale reaching out for it desperately trying to catch it before it shattered into a million pieces, crying out as she did so.

Richard Gracie watched in horror as a priceless artefact from the museum smashed on the carpet of that corridor, Nightingale's hand just out of reach.

Suddenly there was a bright pink light shining from the relics of the statue of the dumb coyote, shining so brightly that the girl had to cover her pretty green eyes from it.

Robin watched as a large circular shape appeared in the air just above what used to be a coyote shaped pink ruby, he saw a muscular arm reach out and a hand held out for the young girl to take. Dick saw her look nervously up at the figure who was inviting her to join him wherever he was then glance nervously back at him before turning back at the figure…