Chapter 11

            "Where have you two been?"

            Kat and I entered the Bat Cave, she walked a little behind me and I figured that it was because she was still upset over the whole Max thing. I wanted to grab her, shake her and tell her that when she walked in Max was in the process of telling me nicely that it wouldn't work, we were too close, like siblings, it was a mistake etc. etc. I remembered sitting on the couch and nodding like an idiot with each excuse, it didn't hurt really because I never felt much in the first place. We were friends and some people should just stay that way but regardless I would always love her, she was Max, how could I not?

            "I don't think you both heard me, where were you?" Bruce said once again, shaking me from my thoughts and causing Kat to stop in her tracks. She turned around and faced us both, the expression on her face told us she was not in the mood and I braced myself for what I knew was coming.

            "I went looking for this joker," Scowling, she pointed a finger at me before continuing. I tried my best to look innocent but neither of them bought it, especially Bruce who shot me an annoyed glance.  "And in the process guess who decided to show up, our dear friend, Blake. It was like a damn party!  Luckily the winged idiot here grabbed me in time so he didn't see me but now I can confirm that I'm not safe anywhere. I'm tired of this! I'm tired of not being able to sleep at night, being tracked, don't think I didn't know you sewed a tracker onto my favorite jacket."

            Both Bruce and I attempted to appear cool even though we were both quickly trying to digest every word.

            "I got an email that stopped nothing short of telling me they were going to kill me and on top of that I'm PMSing! So if you'll excuse me I have double chocolate ice cream to eat and soaps to watch!"

            With that she stomped away and left Bruce and I staring after her like two department store mannequins.

            Bruce glanced at me and cleared his throat. "I guess that explains it."

            I could only nod dumbly.

            "You both have the night off, I think the stress might be getting to her. And I suggest that you patch up whatever problems you two have and quickly. The last thing we need are feuding partners."

            "Sure." I said simply and then followed Kat's stormy lead up the stairs. I watched as she continued up to her room, kicked the door and then slammed it shut. I hesitated a moment before knocking slightly on her door. There was no response.

            "Come on, Kat. I know your not sleeping yet. Open up."

            Silence.

            "Kat?" When again no answer came, I placed a hand on the doorknob. "I'm coming in I hope your dressed."

            Slowly I pushed the door open and the first thing that I noticed was that Kat wasn't in there. It looked as if she had been, at least for a moment because there was a fresh half gallon of chocolate ice cream sitting on the bed and every kind of junk food imaginable strewn around. There was also a pair of scissors lying next to a small black round device about the size of a button. It blinked red every few seconds and I shook my head in recognition. Then hesitantly I entered the room, sweeping every corner with my eyes until they rested on something unusual, a piece of paper stuck to the window and fluttering in the wind. I plucked it off the window and squinted my eyes to read in the darkness.

Batman,                    

I know who you are, I know where you are and I know that you know. Now here's a little knowledge for you, I have the girl.

The first thing that hit me was an acute sense of panic, my heart began to beat wildly and my instinct was to jump out of the window and try to track the guy but that wouldn't work. Instead, I ran out of the room, flew down the steps and into the Bat Cave.

"Bruce!"

He swiveled around in the large chair at the Bat Computer.

"What is it?"

"Kat." I said simply as I gave him the paper. He read it and then calmly folded his hands in his lap.

"We have to find her."

"No kidding." I began pacing, which had become a habit lately.

"At least she's still wearing the tracer."

I sighed and ran a hand threw my hair. "Not exactly. She cut it out, I saw it on her bed upstairs."

He raised a white eyebrow and turned back to the computer.

"Well, you had better suit up, I have a strong feeling who has her and I have an even stronger premonition where they are. I have a plan maybe we can take car of him once and for all."

A/N: I recently became re-interested in this story. I've decided to at least finish it, so look check back for updates and as always. Read and Review!!