A/N: Hey guys, sorry for not updating. I've had a busy end of the school year, a lovely and half awake vacation to my father's house a couple states away from my mother's, and most recently my mom has had bronchitis, therefore I have been taking care of her. But now I'm back!

-thegirlwhoisstillwaiting

Sylvia Wayne "Wildcat"

Gotham

June 9th, 2011

I didn't understand what was happening. In my dream, the scene kept changing, over and over again. The only thing I was consistently seeing was water. My head ached as it tried to keep up with the change. It was all happening at an increasing pace. It was difficult to comprehend everything. A tap running, a pool, a stream flowing through the woods, a storm drain, the ocean, a glass getting knocked over and spilled, etc. Some scenes were repeated, some weren't, and it happened over and over until it stopped at the ocean. I remembered this beach, I had been here before.

I remembered Alfred taking Dick and and I here the second month that the little bird was living with us. Just like that, I was a little 11 year old again. At the time, Dick hadn't been talking to me and everytime I tried to talk to my new brother he would run and hide in his room. He was so little back then and Alfred wanted him to feel welcome, so the first time my dad had to leave the new kid home with us because he had a mission off the grid, Alfred took us to Martha's Vineyard. This beach has soft white sand, and the day we came to this spot, the boats were out, so the waves were perfect for using boogie boards and a little bit of surfing.

I remember Dick just sitting in the sand when I decided to get up, taking a deep breath. Alfred just watched as I straightened out my swimsuit and walked down the beach the bridge, where people were jumping off like a diving board. I walked past the rocks and up the little dune to the bridge. When I stood on the wooden railing, I looked over and saw Dick running closer and closer to the bridge, only to plant himself in the sand. Alfred was still at our towels while still keeping an eye on the two of us. I just put my back to the water, and leaped into an arch. The slow flip was perfect for a single rotation in the water. When I surfaces, I had swam out to the rocks and carefully climbed out. When I made it to the sand, Dicks vibrant blue eyes were watching me intently as he finally had a big smile on his face. When I returned to bridge, he came with me. I stood patiently on the edge as I watched him leap high into the air like I had known the little acrobat would, and he did the most graceful triple ful all the way down into the water before I jumped in after him.

But the memory faded and the people vanished from my dream. The sky grew dark as I climbed out of the water. When I had returned to what I thought was our stuff, everything was missing. When I looked out to the water, there was something coming, fast, just below the surface. The bow wave expanded aggressively as the thing came closer and closer. But it stopped perfectly in its tracks just before the shallow water. I was about to let my curiosity get the better when something rose from the water. But what breached the surface was girl. The first thing I noticed was her wild mess of blonde waves, somehow dry after being submerged. Her ocean blue eyes were staring me down. She wore a simple white dress that looked like silk, flowing about with the water as she gracefully walked in the water to me. Only when she was inches away did she stop, kneeling down to come face to face with the younger version of me. Her eyes bore into mine as I heard something. It was like I could hear what she was about to say. It was like a thousand whispers until she opened her mouth and I heard her speak.

"Find me." Just like that, the world was silent of everything but the waves crashing in the surf. I didn't know what to say, but she must have not intended for me to respond. She turned back and slowly walked back into the sea, the water parting with every step. I could hear the familiar song, her humming echoing in my head. I was just about to go after her when the parted water around her crashed back into uniformity, leaving her nowhere to be seen.

I awoke in a sweat, the clock on my bedside table reading eight after five. I didn't have to be up for almost an hour. But my body didn't seem to want to sleep anymore, so I climbed out of bed and stripped off my damp pajamas. I walked straight to my shower and turned on the water. Today was the last day of school, and I didn't have to wear my uniform, so I was going to have to look nice. But all I could think about was the dream. I could already tell that it was the result of my guilt of leaving Tori behind. I didn't remember who she was while I was there, but now that I do, I can't get over how she is basically enslaved to wait on them, hand and foot. But as I keep thinking, the more I feel the nausea and fatigue that comes with not having eaten anything since the night before. So, I let my mind focus on the task at hand, to speed up the showering process before the inevitable fainting occurs before I get something to eat.

By the time I got out of the shower, I had to sit on the floor as I crammed a bunch of almonds a cheese cubes into my mouth that I had stashed in my room for moments like these when I couldn't make it to the kitchen. I've been having to eat an increasing amount of food lately, and it's been ridiculous. The nanotech that is in my system is still using my fat stores as an energy source, and it's near impossible to keep up with the necessary caloric intake. When I looked in the mirror, I was forced to remember that I wasn't my normal 130 pounds of solid muscle, but how now, I can barely hold onto 104 pounds. I look almost emaciated with my ribs protruding, my collarbones and hips prominent beneath my skin.

I went to my closet, pulling on a pale blue, loose fitting romper with long sleeves and white leaf designs all over the fabric. I was sure not to wear one of my usual dresses that were fitted around the waist. I didn't want people to realize how skinny I've actually become. My legs looked fine, there was enough muscle left for them to not alarm people like the rest of me. Then I started on my hair, brushing out all the wet kinks and wringing out the water into the sink. I felt the dizziness returning, so I paused and started eating again, this time it was a bag of pretzels. When the feeling subsided I got back to smoothing out my wet hair and wringing it out with a towel until it wasn't dripping with water.

When I was finished, I brushed my teeth and swiped on some mascara before heading back to my closet and stepping into a pair of white vans. The last thing to do was grab my phone and purse, and head downstairs for the breakfast that I could smell Alfred cooking. It was now ten till six. Usually Alfred is up this early making and eating his own breakfast before ours. I was sure he wouldn't mind me joining him, so I walked down the stairs carefully to the ground floor and to the kitchen. He was so surprised to see me that he nearly dropped the frying pan where he was flipping a small omelet of eggs that he often puts in breakfast sandwiches.

"Good Heavens, Master Sylvia! I barely heard you walking down the bloody stairs!" He was laughing. I started to feel the nausea again, so I moved to the cabinet and started snacking on a box of captain crunch.

"Sorry, I woke up early so I thought I'd eat breakfast with you today while I wait for Dick to be ready to leave." I told him as I sat down with the box of cereal.

"That sounds like a lovely idea. Why don't you toast the bread while I get the rest started?" He pointed to the pantry, so I retrieved the bread, buttered it up slightly, and stuck slices in all four openings of the toaster. I kept waiting still I had toasted enough bread for everyone's breakfast. Eight pieces for four sandwiches. When I had finished, Alfred had already melted the cheese onto the eggs and started layering the bacon on the soft cheese. I brought over the bread and helped put the sandwiches together. When it was all said and done, we put the two sandwiches for my father and Dick on a hot plate so they'd still be warm when the two of them came down.

"You can sit down and start, I have something I need to fetch and I'll be back in just a moment." Alfred said, looking at his watch. I just sighed and took my sandwich to the table, biting into the ooey gooey goodness of bacon, egg, and cheese between buttered up toast. I was on maybe the third bite when I nearly choked at the sight of a familiar red head walking into my kitchen. I swallowed the bite and basically jumped out of my seat, running into Wally's arms.

"What are you doing here?!" I asked him as I looked up at his freckled face. He just laughed. I looked back and saw Alfred now pulling out a massive amount of food that he must've already prepared for Wally's presence.

"Well, since it was the last day of school for you and I got out a few weeks ago, I thought I'd surprise you this morning. But you woke up before I got here." He laughed, giving me a kiss on the cheek. He was right, it was just about 6:10 and I'm usually waking up around this time. Alfred has my schedule down to a T, so he probably coordinated this with Wally.

"Well that's really sweet of you, but you don't have to come to school with me." I told him, knowing it was probably the last sort of place he wanted to be when his summer has just begun.

"No, no, I'm happy to accompany-"

"Uh, don't you mean chaperone? Monitor? I don't need a babysitter." I glared at Alfred, almost irritated at the thought that they were going follow me around like Artemis and Dick have for the past few months I've been at school. Usually I didn't notice because I was always studying to get back on track since I missed so much school this year. It was horrible, but I managed despite the constant watching from tweedle dum and tweedle dee.

"It's not babysitting, I just thought it would be nice. Plus Artemis and I are already coming over for you and Dick, we all just thought we could all hang out together." He did his best to assure me, his hands on either side of my face to make sure I was looking at him. I sighed in defeat.

"Fine, I'll be happy to have you accompany me." I told him as the two of us sat down to eat breakfast, but there was still the tugging feeling from earlier that I couldn't shake. The guilt was still there, so I slipped my hand into my purse and grabbed the burner phone, putting it in the waistband of my shorts. "I'll be right back."

"Where are you going?" Wally asked as I got up from my chair, walking towards the exit.

"Bathroom, I'll be back." I laughed, making my way down the entire length of the hall into the bathroom, locking the door behind me. I dialed the first number and speed dial and impatiently waited for the other end of the line to pick up, pacing in a small circle and quietly tapping on my leg. Four rings had come and gone before I was about to hang up and try again, but then I heard my mother's voice, groggy, but functional.

"Sylvie? Sweetie, not that I don't love you, but why are you calling this early?" She inquired, making me realize I had just woken her up.

"I need your help. I need you to find everything, history, genealogy, and possible locations for one Victoria Weylin."