Chapter 14- Oliver Queen and Rachel Comes to Metropolis
Megan looked around the watchtower that she had followed the Green Arrow to. "I hope you know what you are doing. If my father knew what I was doing then he'd be calling up Batman to knock you into next week for putting me in danger and for talking me into disobeying him," Megan said, removing her face shield and batears/radio.
"I already know about your father being Batman, so don't you dare take me for an idiot," the Green Arrow said, amused.
"You know? How did you find out?" Megan asked, feeling slightly dizzy and the blood drain out of her face.
"I figured it out when Batman appeared in Gotham City at the same time your father came back from his seven- year absence. Like I said, I'm not an idiot," the Green Arrow said.
"I never said you were an idiot. But I do have one question; who are you? You figured out my name and my secret. If I'm going to help you I need to know who you are," Megan said. She figured that she might as well find out what or who she was getting herself involved with.
The Green Arrow sighed deeply as he removed his leather green hood and sunglasses, revealing her father's best friend from Excelsior, Oliver Queen.
"Mr. Queen?" Megan asked, surprised.
"Megan, I still need your help. You're not only Batgirl. You're Batman's daughter," Oliver said.
"I know. I'm still gonna help you. I just hope my mother and father aren't going to be mad at me for this," Megan said nervously.
"I promised you, didn't I. I'll talk to Bruce," Oliver said.
"So, what do you need me for, Mr. Queen?" Megan asked, sitting down on a red couch.
"Please, call me Oliver like your mom and dad," Oliver said, smiling.
"You know my mom?" Megan asked.
"I met your mother once when she came to Gotham to visit your father at school. You look a little bit like her. The shape of your face is hers and her height, but you look more like your dad instead of her," Oliver said.
"So I've been told," Megan said grinning.
"You ready to help now? I was hoping you could hack into Luthorcorp files so we could find out what Lex Luthor is up to," Oliver said.
"Okay," Megan said, sitting down at a computer terminal and typing into a laptop as fast as she could. The hours slipped past her unnoticed as she was even too busy to look at the wall clock.
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Bruce had slipped back to his room after an hour of watching his baby girl sleep. He almost didn't want to leave. It seemed every time she left his side she got into trouble, but he had to.
Bruce had planned to wake up early. He had to get Megan back to Gotham and tell Rachel what Megan had been doing. He only hoped that Rachel understood that Bruce hadn't put Megan up to this. That she had done this without his knowledge or permission.
Bruce went into the kitchen where Alfred was cooking breakfast. Bruce sat down at the kitchen table, rubbing his eyes tiredly. Alfred turned around to look at him, wiping his hands on a dishtowel.
"Good morning, Master Wayne," Alfred said, sitting down across from Bruce. Bruce smiled at his friend warmly. Bruce had loved the old man like a grandfather for as long as he could remember. Alfred had always been there for him as a boy and had helped him when his parents had been killed, he had become Batman, and when Megan entered his life.
"Morning, Alfred. Is Megan up yet?" Bruce asked, looking around for his daughter.
"No, Sir. I figured she was sleeping in like you were. You were up late last night lecturing Miss Megan," Alfred said.
"What other choice do I have, Alfred. I didn't want to tell her that she couldn't be Batgirl. I'm honored that she wants to help me, but she's too young to be getting into this. I don't want her life and childhood destroyed by the secrets she'll be keeping if I let her remain as Batgirl. What she's doing is not part of a normal childhood," Bruce said as Alfred set a cup of coffee in front of him.
"Sir, you don't have to convince me of that. I think you are right to tell your daughter that she can't do this. It's too late for me to tell you not to do it, but we can stop your daughter from doing it. I don't think Miss Megan should do it either. Rachel would be furious if she knew what Miss Megan has been doing," Alfred said, stating the obvious.
"Tell me something I don't know. I don't know how I'm going to tell Rachel about this. She trusted me with our daughter and Megan doing this is going to cause Rachel to blame me for this and, quite possibly, take Megan away from me," Bruce said dejectedly.
"Sir, Rachel knows that you would never deliberately put your daughter in danger," Alfred said.
"I hope you're right, Alfred. Why don't you go wake up Megan? Since we're going home today she needs to wake up," Bruce said changing the subject.
A sharp knock on the door stopped Alfred before he reached Megan's room. Alfred went to the door, opened it, and Rachel came in the room with a deep frown on her face.
"Rachel? What are you doing here?" Bruce asked, standing up. Judging by the look on her face he had never seen her this angry since the day he was going to kill Joe Chill for killing his parents.