Disclaimer: See first chapter
Barbara Gordon sat at her workstation, chatting with Dinah Lance. It was Mother's Day and while she and her father had visited her mother's gravesite that morning, there really wasn't anything else to do. James Gordon didn't get the day off, so he was at the office, working on cases that needed to be finished. Dinah was coming back from another mission and was on the plane, waiting for their landing.
"Yeah, stinks to be flying out today out of all days," Dinah was saying. "But, terrorist coups don't exactly wait for a convenient time to take over the world. Or a least the country."
"Yeah, well, you're not missing much." She took a big bite of the cheesecake Dick Grayson had brought over earlier. "I'm just sitting here, eating my cheesecake."
"Mmmm. Cheesecake. You gonna save some of that for me?"
Barbara laughed. "Not on your life, Dinah. Besides, you haven't even passed over the ocean yet. I'm not waiting for you to get back." Their conversation was interrupted when Barbara's parameter sensors went off. She glanced at a monitor to see a guy with a box standing outside the doorway. Unsure whether or not she should let him in, she hit the intercom system to talk to him.
"Hello?"
"Miss Barbara Gordon?"
"Yes?"
"I'm from Sakura Gardens floral service. I've got an order for you."
Barbara blinked. Could this be a trap? Maybe someone was trying to lure her out to the open. She checked he cameras around the area. There were plenty of people around. They couldn't do anything with attracting a whole lot of attention. "Stop being paranoid," she muttered to herself. Then a little louder, "Ok, I'll be down in a minute."
Turning to her console, she hailed Dinah. "Dinah, I've got to go. Call me when you've reached the country."
"Baaaaaabs!" she wailed. "I'm gonna get bored!"
Barbara smiled. "You'll live! Bye Dinah."
"Meanie." There was a click as the connection cut it self off.
When she arrived downstairs, she was greeted by a man dressed in a green polo shirt with the words Sakura Gardens embroidered on it. "Barbara Gordon?"
She smiled. "That's me."
"I've got an order of flowers for you. If you could sign here." He handed her a clipboard with a paper on it. She signed it and he handed her a white box. "Thank you very much. Enjoy."
She nodded, than headed up to her apartment. Who would send her flowers? It wasn't till she had secured the bolts on her door did she open the box. Inside were a six short stemmed yellow roses. Lifting them from their box, she inhaled the scent deeply, before searching for a card. Tucked neatly inside the bouquet was a small card.
Dear Babs,
Just wanted to wish you a Happy Mother's Day. Thanks for taking care of us all. You're the greatest.
Tim Drake
She couldn't help but laugh and smile at the same time. Timmy was a good little kid. And she had to admit she was touched. It was nice to know she was making a difference in someone's life outside of her persona as Oracle. Sniffing the flowers again, she made a mental note to call a certain boy wonder later that day.
Barbara Gordon sat at her workstation, chatting with Dinah Lance. It was Mother's Day and while she and her father had visited her mother's gravesite that morning, there really wasn't anything else to do. James Gordon didn't get the day off, so he was at the office, working on cases that needed to be finished. Dinah was coming back from another mission and was on the plane, waiting for their landing.
"Yeah, stinks to be flying out today out of all days," Dinah was saying. "But, terrorist coups don't exactly wait for a convenient time to take over the world. Or a least the country."
"Yeah, well, you're not missing much." She took a big bite of the cheesecake Dick Grayson had brought over earlier. "I'm just sitting here, eating my cheesecake."
"Mmmm. Cheesecake. You gonna save some of that for me?"
Barbara laughed. "Not on your life, Dinah. Besides, you haven't even passed over the ocean yet. I'm not waiting for you to get back." Their conversation was interrupted when Barbara's parameter sensors went off. She glanced at a monitor to see a guy with a box standing outside the doorway. Unsure whether or not she should let him in, she hit the intercom system to talk to him.
"Hello?"
"Miss Barbara Gordon?"
"Yes?"
"I'm from Sakura Gardens floral service. I've got an order for you."
Barbara blinked. Could this be a trap? Maybe someone was trying to lure her out to the open. She checked he cameras around the area. There were plenty of people around. They couldn't do anything with attracting a whole lot of attention. "Stop being paranoid," she muttered to herself. Then a little louder, "Ok, I'll be down in a minute."
Turning to her console, she hailed Dinah. "Dinah, I've got to go. Call me when you've reached the country."
"Baaaaaabs!" she wailed. "I'm gonna get bored!"
Barbara smiled. "You'll live! Bye Dinah."
"Meanie." There was a click as the connection cut it self off.
When she arrived downstairs, she was greeted by a man dressed in a green polo shirt with the words Sakura Gardens embroidered on it. "Barbara Gordon?"
She smiled. "That's me."
"I've got an order of flowers for you. If you could sign here." He handed her a clipboard with a paper on it. She signed it and he handed her a white box. "Thank you very much. Enjoy."
She nodded, than headed up to her apartment. Who would send her flowers? It wasn't till she had secured the bolts on her door did she open the box. Inside were a six short stemmed yellow roses. Lifting them from their box, she inhaled the scent deeply, before searching for a card. Tucked neatly inside the bouquet was a small card.
Dear Babs,
Just wanted to wish you a Happy Mother's Day. Thanks for taking care of us all. You're the greatest.
Tim Drake
She couldn't help but laugh and smile at the same time. Timmy was a good little kid. And she had to admit she was touched. It was nice to know she was making a difference in someone's life outside of her persona as Oracle. Sniffing the flowers again, she made a mental note to call a certain boy wonder later that day.