"Robin, stay close," Batman ordered, once he was able to park the Batmobile. "Do not underestimate Dent. I want you to get up top and wait for my signal."

"Batman," Robin said, watching as his mentor turned to face him, "are you sure Dent's working alone? Something doesn't feel right about this."

"I agree," he replied. "Stick to the plan, and survey the area. See if he's alone. Let me know otherwise."

Robin nodded, before pulling his grapnel out to get to the top of the building. Batman waited until he was out of sight before pulling his own grapnel out, using it to break open a window to get inside. He then carefully, and quietly, walked across the platform until he heard voices. He then looked down and spotted a group of men standing together.

Dent was also with them.

"We've taken the streets," he addressed, pacing back and forth slowly as he did so. "They've called in help, thinking that it will stop us. Nothing can stop us now!"

Cheering occurred, and Batman analyzed the room, trying to figure out where to attack first.

"Boss, how did you pull this off?" one of the men asked, watching as Dent looked over at him.

"We had help, boys. Anarky had planned this."

More cheering occurred, and Batman furrowed his brow as he observed the room. Looking up, he spotted Robin staring down below, and issued hand commands to him, watching as he nodded before disappearing.

"Time to crash the party, Robin."

"Agreed," he replied, before Batman jumped down, alerting himself to the crowd of men. Robin appeared on the other side, and together they began to take all of the people down.

That's when Dent started running.

"I've got this, Batman!" Robin started, and Batman felt apprehensive. Throwing his ropes, he watched as they wrapped around Dent's feet, causing the man to fall.

Just as Batman was about to interrogate him, a staff came out of nowhere and one of the henchmen in the back.

He immediately turned around, and spotted a woman standing there, fighting off the attackers surrounding her. Taking a good look, he noticed that she was in an all black and purple suit, with a pointed mask covering her face. He wasn't able to look at her for long, as she was moving around to take the men down.

She was fast, agile, almost as good as he was. Almost.

"Batman!" Robin said, jumping to avoid a shot from the man below him. Batman threw a batarang and knocked the man out of the way, watching as it knocked the man down. He then turned back to the woman.

"Who-" Batman asked, but, before he had a chance to answer, she was gone.

"Who was that?" Robin asked, walking up next to Batman.

"I don't know," he replied, looking over in the spot. He then turned back around to Dent and walked up to him. "What did you do?!"

"Me? Nothing," he replied darkly, glaring up at him.

"Why are you working with Anarky?! What does he have planned?!"

"Don't know."

"Answer me!" he ordered once again.

"You're too late," he whispered. "Anarky's followers are already in Gotham, tearing things down."

"We'll see about that," Batman said, tying Dent up. He then turned back to Robin. "We need to find Anarky."

"How are you holding up?" Batgirl asked, looking over at Nightwing. He shrugged.

"I've been worse."

"I don't want to know," she replied, dropping her eyes. He reached over and grabbed for her hand.

"You worry too much."

"Can you blame me?" she asked, watching as a smirk came across his face. "Nightwing, look out!"

She quickly moved to push him out of the way, but, as she did so, a boulder moved up to protect them from the debris. Looking up, he spotted M'gann hovering above them, and he couldn't help but let out a smile.

"M'gann," he said, looking up at her. She moved down beside them.

"I always have your back, Nightwing," she replied with a smile. Superboy appeared behind him.

"We all do," he said, placing his hand on Nightwing's shoulder.

"We need your help," Nightwing said, forming a huddle. "Batman and Robin are working on taking down-"

"Robin?" M'gann asked softly, and he looked over at her.

"Yeah," he said softly, bowing his head. "Batman and Robin are working on taking down Two-Face. We need to stop the protesters running through the streets."

"Shouldn't be too bad," Zatanna said, walking up to them. "The Justice League is here as well helping out."

"Let's break off into teams," Nightwing said, looking over at Batgirl. "We need to help the G.C.P.D., and the Justice League, take back our city."

They all nodded, and broke up into groups. Batgirl looked over at Nightwing, who let out a long sigh and grabbed for his side.

"You need to get that looked at," she said, walking up to him.

"We need to finish this first."

"You're starting to talk like him," she whispered, looking at him in worry. "Please. We have help."

He walked up to her, pressed his hands to her cheeks, and leaned down, softly pressing his lips to her head. She then let out a soft sigh.

"Babs, I'm ok," he whispered back to her, and she dropped her eyes. "We need to finish this."

"You're so stubborn," she said, and he let out a chuckle.

"That's coming from the queen."

"Shut up," she laughed out, before pulling away from him. "Let's get moving."

"Agreed," he said, and they pulled out their grapnels and vanished.

"Wherever Anarky is working from, he's well hidden," Robin said, using his gauntlet. "If he is using electronics, I can't get a read on him. He may be using something to block it."

"Keep trying," Batman said, using his own gauntlet. "We have to find him."

Robin went back to his gauntlet, while Batman looked down below, trying to find out where Machin could be hiding.

He then thought back to his last fight with Anarky.

He remembered when Machin left a critical piece of evidence after being apprehended. There was a map left behind at the scene with possible hideout locations on it.

Either Lonnie had thought it had been destroyed, or had forgotten it was there. Either way, it was an opportunity to find him.

"I might know where he is," Batman said, watching as Robin looked at up. "When Jason and I fought Anarky, he left a map at the scene. It could be where he's hiding at."

"Or, it could be a trap," Robin said, and Batman pressed his lips together.

"It's a risk we have to take. This will not stop until we find him."

"Where do we start?" Robin asked softly.

"Downtown."

Robin nodded, and followed him when he started grappling. Remembering what Batgirl told him, he pushed the slight fear he had aside and started grappling alongside Batman, trying to find Anarky in one of the places Batman remembered from the map.

"I have members of the Justice League staking out the other places on the map," Batman said, a few minutes after they landed on a nearby rooftop. "We're going to stake out this one."

"Do you think he's here?"

"Only one way to find out," Batman said, before pulling his grapnel out. Robin followed behind him, and they snuck in through the top of the building.

"There's nothing here," Robin said, after they looked around.

"Superman, Flash, any word?" Batman said through the comms unit.

"Nothing," they both replied, and he let out a frustrated sigh.

"Any other ideas?" Robin asked, watching as Batman pressed his hand on his mouth and began to think.

"No."

Robin began to look around, wondering if the building led to any leads to where Anarky could be hiding. Once he rounded the corner, however, he was attacked.

"Robin?" Batman asked, running over to the source of the noise. When he got over there, though, he was surprised.

"These guys thought they could sneak up on me," he replied with a grin.

"Good work," Batman said, looking around. "Machin's around here somewhere. We just need to find him."

"Or, maybe, I've found you," a voice said, and they both turned around to spot Anarky standing there.

"Stop this, Machin," Batman said, walking up to him.

"Stop what?"

"The chaos you have caused."

"I'm making Gotham a better place," he said, holding his arms out.

"You're destroying Gotham, and I'm going to bring you in."

More men busted into the room, and Robin began to fight them while Batman worked on Anarky, trying to take the man down as he did so.

"You can not stop me!" he cried, shortly before he was taken down by Batman. Once Anarky was subdued, he turned his attention to the henchmen that Robin was fighting against.

"Are you ok?" Batman asked Robin, once all of the men were down.

"I'm fine," Robin breathed out, flipping his staff in his hand.

Batman sent a message to Gordon, and waited for the car to show up before he and Robin vanished from the building. Appearing on the building on the other side of the street, they watched as the police took Machin and his henchmen out of the building and into the police cars.

"Come on, we need to find Batgirl and Nightwing. I can't get ahold of them on their comms unit."

Robin nodded, before they both jumped down to the Batmobile. Setting the tracker in Nightwing's suit, they raced off towards the destination, spotting the duo taking down the few remaining men.

"Batman," Batgirl breathed out, once her man was taken down.

"How are you both holding up?" he asked, looking between them.

"We're good," Nightwing said, walking up next to her. "Is it over?"

"Dent wasn't behind it," he told them, watching as they both looked up in confusion. "He just got involved with it."

"Then who was behind it?" Batgirl asked.

"Anarky," he said, watching as Nightwing dropped his head. "Anarky had this all planned."

"I should have known," he said.

"They're both in G.C.P.D. custody. Members of the Justice League, alongside G.C.P.D., are rounding up protesters. It's going to be a long night, but it's over."

"Good," Batgirl said, letting out an exhausted sigh. She sat down on the roof, and Nighwing sat next to her, still holding on to his side.

"I want you both to go home. I have some unfinished business, then Robin and I will be there."

They nodded, and watched as Batman and Robin disappeared out of sight. Stretching her arms over her head, she looked over at Nightwing, who was looking up at the sky.

"I can't believe it's finally over," she said, sounding exhausted as she looked down at the city. He looked at her before he stood up, walked up to her, helped her up and placed his hands on her shoulders, shivers flowing through him when she reached up and placed her hands on his.

"Babs, we need to get you home," he said, looking at how exhausted she was. "If your dad comes home and finds out you're not there….."

"I know," she replied tiredly, and they both grappled back down. She then hopped onto her bike. He hopped onto his own.

"I'll follow you, make sure you get home ok."

She didn't reply, but she started up her bike and drove off. He followed behind her, and they drove in silence until they reached her apartment building, climbing the fire escape to her apartment. She closed it behind him.

"How are you feeling?" she asked him, looking down at his wound.

"I'm fine," he replied, pressing his hand to the wound. "I'll have Alfred look at it when I get home."

"Let me see it," she said, moving towards him. She bent down and removed the wrappings, grimacing slightly at the wound.

"It doesn't look good at all."

"I'll be ok," he whispered, watching as she stood back up.

"Wait here," she said, before standing up. He waited for a minute before she returned with a first-aid kit.

"Think I'll live?" he joked, watching as she let out a laugh.

"You'll be just fine," she replied with an eyeroll. He grinned at her.

"Are you sure?"

"You know, I could leave this alone," she said, pretending to close the box.

"No, no, carry on," he replied, watching as she playfully rolled her eyes again. She then pressed her lips together.

"You know, it would be a lot easier without your suit on."

He looked down at her before reaching to unzip his suit, peeling it down to his waist. She swallowed, her mouth going dry as she looked at him.

"How do you feel?" she asked, rewrapping Dick's side while trying to ignore his abs. He shrugged.

"It's sore, but I've had worse."

She didn't reply, but continued to change his wraps. Once she finished, he looked down, impressed by her work.

"Thanks."

"No problem," she replied, putting the supplies away. He pressed his lips together.

"Are you ready to talk about it?"

"Talk about what?" she asked, refusing to look at him. He reached down and grabbed for her hand.

"You know what."

She let out a soft sigh and dropped her head, and an awkward silence fell between them. She then stood up and turned her back to him.

"I broke up with David."

"What?" he asked in shock, looking up at her. She wrapped her arms around herself.

"We broke up."

"When?"

"A few days ago."

"Why? You were happy with him."

She dropped her head, and he gently walked up to her and placed his hands on her arms, consoling her.

"Babs."

"I was happy with him, but I didn't like him as much as I thought I did," she whispered, looking back up at him.

"You didn't?" he asked, heart beating in his chest. She shook her head.

"No," she whispered, looking up at him. "There's…..someone else."

"Yeah?" he asked, heart pounding in his chest. She reached up and pressed her hand to his cheek.

"Yeah," she whispered once again, before leaning up to press their lips together.

His hands settled on her waist, and hers wrapped around his neck, pulling closer to each other as they did so. The kiss was fast, passionate, everything both of them expected and more.

After a few minutes, she pulled away, and he pressed their heads together, both of their breathings irregular.

"How long, Babs?" he breathed out.

"Since I found out you were Robin," she breathed back, pressing her hand to his cheek. "You?"

"The night Deathstroke attacked me."

"That's why you've been acting weird around me," she said, looking up at him. He nodded.

"I like you, Babs."

"I like you, too, Dick," she whispered back, before he leaned down to press their lips together once again.

"I should be going," he said, looking at the time. He then pulled his suit back up and rezipped it. "Can I come by tomorrow? We can talk some more?"

"I would like that," she said, running her fingertips across his cheek. He smiled down at her.

"Get some rest, ok? You look exhausted."

"You, too, big head," she replied with a laugh, shoving him slightly. "Have Alfred check your wound, ok?"

"Will do," he said, giving her another kiss. "Goodnight, Babs."

"Goodnight, Dick," she whispered, before he opened the window and climbed back out. She walked over and shut it, closed the blinds and pressed herself against the wall, heart fluttering in her chest.

"Robin, wait for me in the Batmobile," Batman ordered, and Robin nodded before grappling down below. Once he was out of sight, Batman turned around.

"Selena," he said quietly, watching as the figure above jumped down to meet him.

"Bruce."

"Thanks for your help tonight," he said softly, watching as she looked up in surprise at him. "Your intel provided us an early lead."

"Did you just thank me?" she asked, watching as he gave her a look. "I'm honored. I know how rare that is."

"Are you done yet?" he asked, watching as a smirk filled her face.

"Is that any way to talk to me?" she asked, stroking her fingers down his chest. He looked down at her fingers.

"Thanks for your help tonight," he repeated, as her fingers traced the symbol on his chest.

"Anytime, handsome," she said, continuing to trace the symbol.

An awkward silence fell between them, and her hands moved from his chest up to his face. Pressing them to the mask, her thumbs traced his cheek.

"Selena-" he started, before she pressed her finger against his lips.

She leaned up and pressed their lips together, softly and slowly. Batman kissed her back, gently placing his hands on her waist as he did so.

He pulled away a minute later.

"Guess I'll see you around, Bat," she said, before she disappeared. He stared at the area for a minute before turning to jump down to the Batmobile.

Dick woke the next morning, heart pounding in his chest as he thought about the night before. A smile forming on his lips, he got out of his bed and stretched, every muscle in his body hurting after the events the night before.

Walking to his bathroom, he took a shower, letting the warm water wash down his body to relax his muscles. Once he finished up, he wrapped a towel around his waist and brushed his teeth, mind racing.

He and Barbara may have gotten together last night.

After he finished brushing his teeth, he got dressed and laid back down on his bed, staring up at the ceiling.

"Master Richard," Alfred said, walking into his bedroom, "there is a guest waiting for you outside near the pond."

Dick furrowed his brow before he grabbed for his coat and followed Alfred down the stairs. He then opened the back door and walked outside, spotting the person immediately.

"Babs," he said, smiling softly at her once she stood up from the bench. "What are you doing out here? It's freezing."

"I wanted to talk to you," she said, placing her hands on his arms.

"We can talk inside. Where it's warm," he joked, watching as she smirked.

"It's more special out here. This is where we became friends."

"Yeah," he said, nodding his head.

"And, I thought, maybe this is the place where we could become more than friends."

"You've thought about it, then?" he asked, walking up to her. She nodded, before dropping her head.

"There's just one thing that scares me, Dick."

"What is it?" he whispered, brushing his finger against her cheek.

"What if we break up?" she asked, breaking away from him to wrap her arms around herself. "You're my best friend. I couldn't stand it if I lost you."

There was an awkward silence before he finally walked back up to her, wrapped his arms around her waist, and pressed their lips together. Relaxing in his arms, she wrapped her own around his neck and fell into the kiss, wanting to savor it for as long as she could.

He pulled away a few minutes later.

"Babs," he whispered, pressing her hands to the sides of her face, "listen to me. We will work. I know we will. Even if we don't, we will still be friends. We'll never stop being friends. I couldn't stand it if I lost you, either."

"You mean that?" she asked, wrapping her arms around his neck again. He nodded.

"I'm not losing you, Babs, no matter what happens."

A smile lit up her face, and she pressed their lips together once again, feeling the happiest she's ever felt in her entire life.

"That's not how I wanted your first mission to go," Bruce said, hanging his cape against the back of the chair. Tim walked up to him. "None of the less, great job."

"You mean that?" Tim asked, watching as Bruce nodded.

"There will be times when you're put into a situation you can't control. I thought I had control of that situation with Selina's intel, but we were both wrong. With the assistance of the Justice League, Dick's team, G.C.P.D, and Catwoman, we were able to take back the city before it became too widespread."

Tim didn't reply, and Bruce sat down at his chair and started typing on his computer. There was an awkward silence before Tim finally spoke.

"I thought we worked pretty well together."

Bruce turned his head towards him, and after a minute he finally nodded before standing back up.

"I think we did, too."

He turned and disappeared up the stairs. Tim looked down before he turned and started walking the cave, stopping at the glass case that held Jason's uniform. He stared up at it for a few minutes before he finally spoke.

"I think you'd be proud of what we've done," he said to the glass. "I hope I'm making you proud."

With one final look at the suit, he turned and followed Bruce up the stairs.

Meanwhile…

The woman walked through the ancient civilization, her heels stomping against the stone floor as she moved. Holding a file against her arm, she continued to walk until she found the person she was looking for.

"Ducra," Talia said, bowing to her.

"Talia."

"How is he, Ducra?"

"He's getting better," Ducra said, walking away. Talia followed beside her. "He's fast, strong, powerful. Everyday he's getting better, but that anger keeps him in trouble."

They both watched down below as the young man ran across the battlefield, holding a shield with one arm while holding a sword with the other. He was defending himself against his attackers.

"Interesting. Do you mind if I speak with him?"

"He's right down there," she said, pointing down below to the training session currently going on. "All yours."

"Thank you," she said, bowing to the woman once again. Once she turned away from her, she walked down the stairs, watching the training session as it continued on.

"You're doing well, Jason," one of the men said, stopping the fighting. "Take a break. It looks like you have a visitor."

He turned away from the man and towards Talia, watching as she walked up to him.

"Hello, Jason."

"Hello, Talia," he replied, bowing to her.

"Do you have a few minutes to talk?"

He nodded, watching as she gently placed her hand on his back and led him away. Once they were in a private room, she sat them down.

"How are you?"

"Good," he replied, looking over at her. "I'm doing well here."

"That's what Ducra tells me."

Silence fell between them, and Jason rubbed his hands together, waiting for Talia to continue talking. When she was still quiet a minute later, he decided to ask.

"Not to be rude, Talia, but I get the feeling you came here to tell me something."

She dropped her head before reaching over to grab for his hands. He immediately knew that something was wrong.

"Jason, I have something to tell you, and you're not going to like it."

"What is it?" he whispered, heart pounding in his chest.

She let go out of his hands and pulled the file out, giving it to him. He furrowed his brow as he looked at it before he grabbed hold of it, ripping it open. He then pulled the contents out, anger crossing his face.

"What is this?"

"These pictures were taken a few days ago. It was the first sighting of…..of Robin."

He bit his cheek, anger growing on his face as he looked through the pictures. She waited a minute.

"Are you ok?" she whispered, watching as he threw down the pictures.

"Just fine," he replied through gritted teeth.

Joker was still alive, and there was a new Robin running in the streets. Batman was going to pay.