Chapter 11

Two weeks had passed and you and Jason were kinda dating. Well you never talked about it, but you spent a lot of time with him, not just the last hour of patrol. You had dinner together, watched movies, pretty standard couple things, you just had to do it at home because it was risky to be seen together, that time at the bar with your friends was the only time you were outside. He was also opening up to you and you knew a lot about his past.

"Coming tonight?" – he texted you.

"Can't, tonight Tim comes home and we're all having dinner and going on patrol"

"Tim…"

"I don't care what your beef with him is, and I am not going to get in the middle of it, I just ask you to respect me, he's my friend and I miss him"

"Fine…"

You left work earlier to be home at a decent time for dinner, took a shower and dressed jeans and a Harvard Law hoodie.

- Tim! – you jumped and hugged him when he and Bruce got home.

- Hey – he said smiling and holding you by your thighs.

- No hug like that for me? – asked Dick who rode with them.

- You wish – you said getting off Tim.

You were all at the dining table in the dining room; you used to eat there in special days. Wayne Manor looked amazing this time of the year, Alfred put up all Christmas décor and it looked so beautiful.

- The Christmas benefit is tomorrow so we won't go on patrol, I'm pretty sure if something happens it will be there, so I'll take our things and hide them in the venue – said Bruce.

- Got it – you all said.

- So, Cat, what are you wearing tomorrow? – asked Dick.

- Shit! – your eyes widened – I totally forgot about that, work and patrol and, and I forgot the dress.

- I'll go shopping with you tomorrow – said Tim laughing.

You went on patrol and got teamed up with Tim. The night was really cold and it was snowing, so nothing happened, you and Tim spent the night from building to building and talked all night long.

- You look well – he said, you were seated on the top of a building in the docks looking at sun coming up from behind the river.

- You too, very different from the rest of the students this time of year.

- I passed with flying colors on every class.

- It must be great to be so bright.

- Bright? I am a being of superior intellect - he said smiling.

You threw a snowball at him.

- You're a being of superior something alright – you said laughing. He also threw a snowball at your face – you did not just do that!

- Oh I did, what are you going to do about it? OH HELL NO!

You had created a giant snowball with your branches and he got buried on it, when he came up he looked pissed so you laughed really hard. He saw you laugh and started doing the same.

- Let's go home? – you asked while turning around to leave.

- Let's – he said and pushed you to a pile of snow. You laughed really hard and he helped you up.

When you got home you dressed your pj's in the batcave behind a folding screen Bruce had put there cause you didn't wear a bra under your suit. Dick and Damian were looking at your shadow while you were getting naked.

- I think I just hit puberty – said Damian.

- I know that feeling – said Dick.

- Enough - Tim smacked both of their heads and they both left, but Tim stood there for awhile.

- Were you spying me? – you asked coming of behind it already dressed.

- I, I…No.

- Pervert – you said winking at him.

- I wasn't! Dick and Damian…they…ugh…

You woke up at 2 pm got out of bed and knocked on Tim's door, he didn't answer so you entered quietly and jumped on his bed laying next to him over the covers.

- What are you, 14? – he said with eyes barely open.

- Every woman turns into a 14 year old when it's shopping time – you responded – come on, let's eat something and go.

- Fine, fine, I'm going.

You had lunch and Alfred took you two to the most expensive dress shop there was in Gotham.

- I can't afford these dresses – you said looking at the prices.

- Bruce is paying – said Tim showing you a golden card.

- Why?

- He said he wanted to.

You tried a shitload of dresses, but none of them was perfect, until you saw it across the room, the most beautiful dress you had ever seen, it was the embodiment of innocence and seductiveness, exactly you.

- I love it! – you said from the dressing room.

- Are you going to show me?

- No.

- Why not?

- Because. You'll see it tonight.

You left the store super excited and Tim was having fun watching you that happy.

- Wanna go get some hot chocolate? – he asked.

- Are you crazy? I will only eat lettuce today, this dress needs to fit me perfectly.

- I don't see how that would ever be a problem – you kissed his cheek.

- Let's go get a coffee.

You spent the afternoon walking around Gotham, it was fun, you wished you could do that with Jason, instead of just keeping it hidden.

You and Tim got home and started getting ready. It was 7 pm and they were all downstairs waiting for you.

- Sorry to keep you waiting – you said as you came down the stairs – I had to fix my hair – your dress gave the illusion that you were naked and covered with golden leaves and your hair was down with a bit of volume, but very simple.

- Damn… - said Dick.

- Wow… - Tim just stayed there with his mouth open.

- You look beautiful – said Bruce smiling.

- She's my date! – yelled Damian while running to you to give you his arm.

- Well you were the only one who asked me, so of course I'll be your date – you took his arm and kissed his cheek.

- You're joking, right? – Said Tim.

- Nop.

- Losers! – Said Damian to Tim and Dick.

You arrived at the benefit with Bruce and Damian in a car driven by Alfred, Tim and Dick were in another car that Tim was driving.

Bruce and Damian got out of the car and Damian helped you out.

- Mister Wayne, is this model your date? – asked Vicky Vale.

- Actually she's the woman who made the Rogue's deal, she's my best attorney, and my son beat me to it, she's his date.

You entered the venue and everything seemed so expensive.

You sat with Bruce, Tim, Dick and Damian at the Mayor's table, there was also Commissionaire Gordon.

After dinner you went to your friend's table, Tony and George, another friend from law school went with Sarah and Laura.

- Girl, did you arrive in the same car as Mister Wayne? – asked Sarah.

- I did, he was really happy with the deal and asked me to come with them.

- Can you introduce us? – asked Laura.

- Sure, come on – you led them to where Bruce was talking with Dick – Mister Wayne, these are my friends, Laura and Sarah, they work at the DA's office, and Tony and George, the best financial attorney's I know.

- It's a pleasure to meet the young and promising lawyers of Gotham – said Bruce shaking their hands.

He talked a bit with them and Damian interrupted you and asked you to dance. You smiled and went to the dance floor with him.

- Hands up here, stud – you said putting his hands on your waist because he was trying to put them a bit down.

- What are you talking about? I am a gentleman – he replied, you chuckled.

You danced for awhile with him, but when the band started playing a slow, Tim touched Damian's shoulder.

- Time to share, little man – said Tim.

- But…

- Don't worry, I'll save the last dance for you – you said and kissed Damian's cheek.

- Hey – said Tim placing a hand on your waist and picking up your hand.

- Hi – you placed your hand on his shoulder.

- You look…I…I…the stars are all jealous of you tonight.

- Thanks – you said blushing – you look amazing in that tux too.

- You look really happy.

- I am.

- Is he here?

- He? – you asked surprised.

- Superior intellect, remember?

- He's not…are you mad?

- It was just a matter of time, as long as you're happy, I don't care.

- Why are you so understanding and mature? Sometimes I wish you were more of a jackass – you leaned your head on his shoulder.

- Me too.

As the night went by, most of the older people started going home and the band changed their song list to more youthful and fun songs.

You danced with your friends and also Dick, and even Bruce.

- I need to get some air – you said to your friends.

You got your faux fur black coat and went to the balcony, it wasn't snowing, but it was really cold, so you covered your mouth with the coat.

- Hey – said Jason sitting on the rail leaning on the wall.

- Hi – you said a bit surprised.

- Dick's quite a dancer.

- He is – you laughed – why are you here? You're not planning anything are you?

- You look half decent in that dress – he said taking off his helmet and getting off the rail.

- Oh, you just wanted to see me all dolled up – you smiled.

Tim saw you outside and was going to take you a glass of champagne, but he stopped and hid behind the curtain when he saw you talking to someone.

- Still think your best look is naked and on my bed – he said pulling you close by the waist.

- But this is in the top 5, right? – you asked jokingly, he just kissed you.

- I have to go – he said when you parted lips – no one to take care of the city when all of you are partying.

- No ki…

- No killing , I know – he put his helmet back on and jumped.

You left the balcony and put your coat back on your seat. The band said that it would be the last song and thanked Mister Wayne and all the guests for raising money for the Gotham orphans.

- Come on, I promised this one to you – you said to Damian who was seated on the table playing with his cell.

- Finally – he said turning it off and taking your hand – yes, it's a slow – he said grinning.

- He placed his hands on your waist and you placed your on his shoulders, he pulled you a bit closer and you laughed.

Tim heard you talking to Jason and saw you kissing him, he just sat on the table, and looked at you dancing with Damian, he was really mad, but kept quiet.

- We're leaving Dick at home – said Bruce – Cat, can you go with Tim so he won't be driving alone at this hour?

- Sure – Tim was already in the car and you sat on the passenger's seat.