(Ch 10) McGinnis Home…

It was morning as a knock came to the door. Mary had just finished putting breakfast on the table. She didn't have work until another two hours, but she liked to start early. She opened the door and smiled. "Hello Max, come in. Terry's not up."

"Hey Miss. McGinnis, I'm not surprised."

Matt came rushing down the stairs. He was hungry, but he stopped before his mother first. "I tried to wake up Terry mom, but he won't budge."

"Another late night with Mr. Wayne, that's what it is," said Mary.

"It's no problem, I'll get him up for you."

"Oh thank you Max."

Max could hear the snores before she even opened the door. She came in quietly, went into his bathroom, filled a cup with cold water, and poured it on the sleeping Terry, causing him to jump out of his bed in plaid pajama pants and a shirtless torso. Max swallowed hard before Terry glared at her. "I'm going to get you for that Max."

"It will have to wait until after school."

"I don't think so." His smile is wicked.

While Matt dug into his cereal, he heard his brother's name yelled loudly. "Mom, what's going on up there?" Before she could answer him, Terry came downstairs dressed with Max wrapped securely in his blanket in his arms. Matt laughed. "Hey mom, is Terry in trouble?"

Mary had her hand over her mouth trying not to laugh. She didn't know what to make of it. "Isn't that the same move you used on Matt when he came into your room?"

"They oddly sound like similar moments," said Terry.

"That's because they are McGinnis. Now let me out of here," said Max.

"Aw, but you look so cute all bundled up like this." He stood her up and unwrapped the blanket from around her body.

"Stop messing around, we're going to be late for school."

"See you two after school," said Mary.

George and Jane's Home…

George was preparing the grill outside while Jane was sitting up the table on the outdoor deck that overlooked the trees. She smiled at the view. It was a beautiful day in Gotham. When she came back into the house, there was a knock on the door. She let in Mary, who brought a dish of her own for the happy occasion.

A few minutes later Tamara was at the door with her husband. "I didn't know what to bring, so I brought some brownies," said Tamara.

"Chocolate's always a good thing," said George.

"This is my husband Wayne."

"It's nice to meet you Wayne," said Jane as she shook his hand, hearing the curses of her husband. "Maybe you could help George with the grill."

"You called the right man. My father's been grilling for years, taught me everything I know." He went outside to aid George.

"Now, where are those two?" asked Mary.

Tamara pulled back the curtain of a window and smiled. "They just can't keep their hands to themselves. Excuse me." Tamara walked down the walkway of the house to see the couple just coming out of the car, and she smirked. "I saw you two."

The blush was clear on their faces. "Just keeping walking, sis."

When they walked around back to the backyard, Mary and George were talking while Jane helped Wayne set up the plates. As soon as everything was set on the table, Wayne came over to his wife and looked at the couple in front of him. He couldn't believe it.

"McGinnis."

"Wayne."

"It's so good to see you man." He patted Terry on the back.

"Yeah you to."

"Wait, you two know each other?" asked Tamara.

"He saved my life."

Max let out a smile, and Terry noticed this. He knew what it meant to.

"What's the story?" asked Tamara.

"It was back in my juvy days. Terry and me were in the same gang. We were out on a mission, and I wasn't watching my back. Terry was and took the bullet for me. The other guys wondered why he would do that, and the guys hounded him on it for a while. I really appreciated it then." He frowned. "I heard about Charlie Terry, it's too bad. I thought he could be a good guy. Well I guess we were the lucky ones." He could tell Terry was thinking about it.

"Damn right you're lucky Wayne, you got me."

"I was just getting to that, Tamara." The couple walked to the table as Max's eyes were on Terry.

"What are you thinking, McGinnis?"

He looked at her and smiled. "Being lucky, it wasn't luck that got me out of crime. Spending some time in juvy gave me a lot of time to think about the life I would have when I left. I realized I didn't want to live that life anymore. I wanted to be a normal teenager."

"You're far from normal Terry but in a good way. You help people and save lives, and I'm glad I get to be a part of that even if it's in an indirect way." Max felt him kiss her cheek. "What was that for?"

"For being the best thing that ever happened to me."

There was a lot of conversation going around the table. Most of it is filled with laughter and the occasional serious conversation.

Maxine's Apartment…

After the get together Terry drove Max to her place. They were standing at her door and as she opened it, she went in. She noticed Terry wasn't following her in. She turned to see him looking at her.

"What's going on in that mind of yours McGinnis?" she smiled.

"I would never think something like this, but I think I should go since your parents will probably be here early in the morning. The last thing you would want is for them to see me here."

"So you're being the gentleman. That's new for you, isn't it."

"You have no idea." She took his hand and brought him inside her place. When she dropped her hand from his, she took off his jacket. "Max." Her hands went around his neck, and she kissed him, bringing her tongue into his mouth, causing a moan to erupt from him. He let his thoughts go out the window as he wrapped his arms around her waist, kissing her arms were still around each other as they separated their mouths.

"What happened about being a gentlemen?"

"Being a gentlemen is for stuck up snobs." He smirked and then let his lips nibble her ear lobe before his lips traveled down her neck. His hands rubbed her back as she shivered.

Suddenly they both knew what was going to happen between them. They made it to her bedroom without tripping and falling. They hit the bed and let their passions fly.