Author's Note: Yay! I updated way faster than before! *smiles happily*. I enjoyed this chapter immensely. You'll see why. Plus there's even a little Teen Titan's referencing for those of you who watch it.
Also, with this addition, all 3 of my stories are on chapter 9. How amusing is that? Okay, maybe not to you... but it made me smile. Now, enough with the rambling- on with the story!

Disclaimer: Sapphire/Dark Falcon is mine. The rest are property of DC Comics.

Chapter 9- Meet the JL

"Mercy Graves." Batman says after taking one look at the picture. Only three of us are in the Batcave now- Tim, Bruce, and I. They just got back from patrol and changed back to normal clothes.

"Huh?"

"Mercy Graves. Lex Luthor's chauffer. Which means Luthor's involved."

"Lovely." I answer.

"So what are we gonna do? We've got Lex, Joker, Ivy, and Penguin together now." Tim says as he sits on the arm of the chair, which I'm currently sitting in. The chair starts tilting sideways so I elbow him and he jumps back up, glaring at me as he rubs his side.

"And likely more than that." Bruce speculates. "We're going to inform the League."

"What?" Tim groans.

"We may need their help if things get out of hand. You will be coming with me to the Watchtower."

"What? Why?" he asks, surprised.

"Because if we have to call for help, we don't want them getting you confused with the enemy."

"Good point." Tim says. "I wouldn't want Superman accidentally punching me through a wall."

"He may do that anyway." I laugh. "You're annoying enough."

"Hey!"

The next morning, I wake up and head down stairs in my pajamas. I sit as Alfred puts a plate with chocolate chip waffles on it in front of me. I look over at Bruce as I swallow my first bite.

"So when are we going to the Watchtower?"

"An hour." he answers. "I called a meeting with the other founding members."

"So we're really just inviting them into our city?" Tim asks with a frown. I have to agree. None of us like the idea of the Justice League being in Gotham and we know Bruce usually doesn't either.

"We're not inviting them." He answers. "We're just insuring backup in case we need it. Besides, some of these criminals are likely Justice League foes and better dealt with by them."

"Are Dick and Babs coming too?" I ask.

"Dick is. Barbara said she couldn't make it." he responds, taking a sip from his coffee.

An hour later, we're all in full costume and loaded into the Batplane. Batman gets pilot seat and Nightwing claims co-pilot seat, so Tim and I get the two closest seats to the front.

"Dick doesn't actually get to touch any of the controls, does he?" I ask as I buckle my seat belt. "Because if he is, I'm getting off." Tim snickers as Dick turns his masked face towards me.

"Oh, ha ha, Sapph. You keep talking like that and I might lose concentration and crash us."

"I have to agree with Sapph here. I fear for my life right now." Tim piped in. Dick sulked in the front.

"Aww, Nightwing's pouting." I say, mock frowning.

"Sapphire.." he growls.

"Stop arguing." Bruce orders. "Let's go."

Twenty minutes later, we're entering the Javelin bay inside the Watchtower. The Batplane jerks as it lands and I let out the breath I'd been holding.

"Could you stop gripping my arm, Sapph? I think it's about to fall off!" Tim complains. I roll my eyes and let go, thankful that I can finally get out of this thing.

As we walk through the hallways, Tim leads the way and I'm right behind him. We're trailed by Bruce and Dick. Dick calls out directions to us when we needed us and we end up going the right way.

We reach the Control Deck and are greeted by a red blur that speeds around us once and stops in front of us, materializing into a man in a red costume I recognize as the Flash.

"Hey Bats, Nightwing." He greets with a goofy smile. He appears to be about the same age as Dick and about the same height.

"These are Robin and Dark Falcon." Batman tells him, introducing Tim and I. Flash smiles once again.

"I recognize you're old uniform, Nightwing." he smiles and sticks out his hand. "Nice to meet you. I'm Flash." Robin shakes his hand and I do the same. He looks me up and down. "Spandex doesn't look so bad on you." He says, letting out a low whistle.

Before I even realize what I'm doing, my fist makes contact with his face and he reels back a few steps. I clench my teeth angrily.

"Sorry. Reflex." I say sarcastically as Robin steps partially in front of me.

"Gaww!" he yells, putting his hand over his left eye, where I'd hit him.

"Hey!" A woman who was a little shorter with red hair, wings, and a mace in her hands yells, coming from behind him. I recognize her as Hawkgirl, who now goes by her real name, Shayera. "What do you think you're doing?" she asks angrily. It's then that I notice there are others behind him.

"Back off, bird lady!" Robin yells, stepping fully in front of me now. She glares at him, but stays where she is. I see Flash smirk.

"Sorry, Robin. Didn't know I was movin' in on your girlfriend." he laughs. Both Robin and I make a face and I hear Nightwing snort from behind us.

"She's our sister, Wally, not Robin's girlfriend." he says, then more seriously warns him saying, "And we're very protective of her."

"Whoops." Flash responds. "Sorry about that."

"Well, we can tell she's yours, Batman." Green Lantern says from behind Flash with a smile. I smirk at that.

Just then, J'onn J'onnz comes inside a sliding door.

"Come. Let's begin the meeting."

Batman informed us on the plane that we wouldn't get to attend the meeting. They had other League business to discuss and it would probably take a while. We sit on a little bench that's conveniently placed just outside the door

"Great first impression, Sapph." Nightwing remarks quietly from my right. I roll my eyes, though no one can tell under my mask.

"He was asking for it." I grumble, then smile. "Besides, I'm not the one that called Shayera 'Bird Lady'."

"Hey, I was defending you. Be appreciative." He answers from my left.

"My hero!" I answer raising a hand to my forehead and faking a southern belle accent.

"Got that right." he mumbles before turning his attention to his stomach. "I'm hungry. Is there anywhere to eat around here?"

"Yeah, come on bird-boy." Nightwing answers, standing up.

"You're one to talk."

"Do you want me to show you the food or not?"

"Fine. Lead the way." Robin grumbles. I roll my eyes again and follow the two of them as we walk through a few hallways and end up in the cafeteria. Many of the tables are full with a variety of different heroes in various different colored costumes.

We find an empty table and Nightwing and I sit down as Tim grabs a plate and proceeds in shoveling food onto his plate.

"Maybe I can find an old friend of mine from the Titans." he says, more to himself than to me. He looks around before he spots someone.

"Hey Arrow!" he yells to a table nearby. A guy with blonde hair in a green, robin hood-style costume, complete with bow and arrow turns around. "You know if Speedy's up here today?" The man shrugs.

"I don't know. I don't keep tabs on my ex-sidekick." he answers and turns back to his table.

"That's ex-PARTNER!" another guy yells from behind us. We turn around and my brother smiles. I'm guessing this is the guy he's looking for. His outfit is somewhat similiar, but red, as was his hair.

"Hey Speedy!" Nightwing greets him as Robin sits beside me with his tray of food. "Come sit with us."

He sits on the other side of Nightwing from me and looks at Robin for a minute.

"Man, its weird seeing another kid in your old costume." he laughs. "Makes me think I'm talking to the wrong person."

"This is my little brother I told you about." Nightwing smiles, gesturing to Tim who is now stuffing his face. "And this is my new little sister. Before you do something stupid, because you're likely to, she's too young for you and also doesn't take kindly to you telling her she's 'hot'. Neither do we." he says, referring to Tim and himself, then smiles."Besides, Flash already tried and she decked him for it."

The last development sends Dick's friend into a fit of laughter that causes more than a few heroes at nearby tables to give us odd looks. Finally, he regains his composure.

"You really did that?" he asks me. I shrug.

"He had it coming." I answer, stealing a chip from Tim's plate.

"Name's Speedy." he laughs, reaching his hand across the table. "Please don't deck me."

"Dark Falcon." I respond, shaking his hand firmly with a smile. "And if you stay in line, I won't have to."

"So what are you three doing on the Watchtower?" he asks curiously. Tim takes this as his turn to speak.

"Trouble in Gotham. Batman's informing the other founding members in case we end up needing backup. He brought us so we're not mistaken for the enemy and Superman doesn't send us through a wall."

"That would definitely be interesting." Speedy remarks.

"Though after punching Flash, Shayera might take his place and 'accidentally' send me through a wall." I add.

"And Robin after he called her 'Bird Lady'." Nightwing adds, smirking.

"Does everyone have to keep questioning my judgement on that? It was spur of the moment." he defends, exhasperatedly.

"I heard Shayera's actually nice. Just hot-tempered. Plus she thinks of Flash as a brother." Speedy says. "Though the bird remark is definitely interesting..."

"Why do I try to help people?" Robin mutters.

"'Cause you're my hero, remember?"

A/N: Gotta love the sibling bickering... I think that's what makes me like writing this story. Anyway, let me know what you think about the chapter, the bickering, and the punching and leave me a review. :D