Dis: Prop of DC comics. (Like you didn't know)
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Made of Steel
Chp. 4
Your secrets safe with me _____________________________________________________________________________
This song started this fic really. I like the message she is telling to her friend.
You owe me nothing in return.
I'll give you countless amounts of outright acceptance if you want it
I will give you encouragement to choose the path that you want if you need it
you can speak of anger and doubts your fears and freak outs and I'll hold it
You can share your so-called shame-filled accounts of times in your life and I wont judge it
and there are no strings attached to it
You owe me nothing for giving the love that I give
You owe me nothing for caring the way that I have
I give you thanks for receiving it's my privilege
and you owe me nothing in return
You ask for space for yourself and only yourself and I'll grant it
You can ask for freedom as well or time to travel and you'll have it
You can ask to live by yourself or love someone else and I'll support it
You ask for anything you want anything at all and I'll understand it
and there are no string attached to it
You owe me nothing for giving the love that I give
You owe me nothing for caring the way that I have
I give you thanks for receiving it's my privilege
and you owe me nothing in return
I bet you're wondering when the payback shoe will eventually drop
I bet you're wondering when my conditional police will force you to pay up
I bet you're wondering how far you have now danced your way back into dept
this is the only kind of love as I understand it that there really is
You can express your deepest of truths even if it means I'll lose you and I'll hear it
You can fall into the abyss on your way to your bliss I'll empathize with
You can say that you have to skip town to chase your passion and I'll hear it
You can even hit rock bottom have a midlife crisis and I'll hold it
and there are no strings attached to it
A. Morissette, under rug swept ____________________________________________________________________________
******I wonder if he knows how much fun I have.
I was like everyone else at first. I thought Terry was falling apart at one time because he had issues about his Father's death. Rightfully so, who wouldn't. Then, I took a little more time out and put it together. He may be Terry McGinnis, He may be Batman, but he is human. He gets confused just like the rest of us, about what is right, what is wrong, life. Dana thinks Bruce is His Father figure. She is only half right, She did exactly what I did at the beginning. Now I know that Terry relates to Bruce on a level none of us ever get to, But I understand it. Bruce Wayne was Batman's mack, not the other way around. One day it will be like that with Terry. He will wake up, and not know who that is looking at him in the mirror. That is where I'll come in and tell him after all the years, the pain, the shadows and crossroads, and pretending. His eyes still give him away.*********
Batman sat on the roof top of the building across her apartment. The clouds blocking the moon light rolled out the way lighting the darkness. In the row of windows on her floor, a light clicked on. The lens of the cowls allowed him to see from his distance. He watched Max walk into her room. She was wrapped in a towel, Her short bangs dipping in her face. She rummaged through her dresser for something.
Terry blasted off the roof top, over to her window.
Max pulled out an old 7up yours shirt and her black Hamilton high gym shorts. The towel dropped to the floor. She slipped on the cloths. A small tap on her window caught her attention. She pulled the latch and opened the window. Batman stooped on the ledge.
"Did I wake you?" He asked.
She moved aside."No, I was changing." He climbed in, she shut the window. She walked up behind him. He pulled the cowl off, turned and handed it to her. She liked to fiddle with it. She walked past him to her bedroom door.
" Come on."
Terry peaked out down the hall. " Your parents?" He asked. She rounded the corner into the kitchen. "L.A, for a week or so."
Max put the cowl on the counter top, grabbed a towel bent over to the oven and pulled out a hot tray. Terry rounded the corner into the kitchen. Max's current position made him smirk, and thank Hamilton for the shorts she wore. He smirked, walked around her and hoped onto the island top.
"Pizza rolls!" She announced. Grabbing a plate, she dropped them on it, set the tray in the sink.
Terry stole a pizza roll from the plate and popped in his mouth. "HOT." He gasp chewing faster and doing the reverse blow.
Max laughed at him and took her seat on the island next to him. He pulled a small gray ear piece from the cowl and placed it in her palm. "Bruce upgraded. We have a new signal."
Max shock her head and popped in another pizza roll. She set the plate aside and went out the room. A second later she returned. She picked the plate back up and jumped back in her place, with some help from Terry.
She handed him a small red spray tube. He recognized it as one of the mace tubes he had given her incase she needed it.
" Todd and his brother attacked me on my why home this afternoon." She said chewing. She made it sound as if she just told him what time it was.
Terry looked over to her. She knew that look. He had become very protective since the Dana, rat boy episode. "Why didn't you walk with someone?" He simply asked. He pulled a full mace tube from his utility belt. Handed it to her.
She was a bit surprised he was so casual about it. She answered just as casually "It was to late. Besides I can handle Todd. It's his brother that creeps me out. He's always looking at me. Not any weird way, just staring, blankly. Like he thinks I want something from him."
Terry looked at her as he ate another pizza roll. Terry noticed Trevor's infatuation with her awhile before payed it any mind. No matter how not annoyed she sound, Those two made her jumpy. Like she said she could handle them on her own, so most of the time when Terry saw either of them messing with her he stayed out of it, But like today, Todd moved in with Trevor not to far away. He didn't like the fact of teaming up on her when they thought they could get away with it. Terry thought Todd harmless, average irritation. Trevor was an unnerving threat. Max obviously felt the same way, as far as Terry was concerned Trevor was on his list.
"They didn't touch you, did they?" He asked after a moment of silence. Max put the mace aside and relaxed her shoulders.
" No," She lied. "They just took the money from my pocket." She said looking over at him. He was staring at the floor.
Maybe she shouldn't have even told him. "Don't look that way, you can't be two places at once." She said in a sigh.
Terry walked over to the fridge for a soda. He twisted off the top and had a drink.
"What's the use of being Batman if I'm not there when it matters."
"Don't say things like that." She said just loud enough. She sat the empty plate aside and whipped her hands on a towel. She didn't like the silence this time so she started talking.
" In this archive of Batman stuff in library, This woman wrote this psych report about him. After she breaks every angle down about why the man became the bat and how she relates to him in one part she says. It would have turned out differently if you were there. There to protect them, because that's what you do. You can make it all better, You and only you can fix it, make it right. You have to because it's what you do."
She reached out for his drink. He gave it to her, never taking his eyes off the floor. It hit a bit close to home she knew but a question came to her. She watched him a second more before she asked the question.
In a calm voice she spoke."Do you think that's what goes through Bruce's mind when he thinks of his parents?"
Terry looked up straight into her mocha eyes. Her gaze was always so soft towards him. They watched each other for a long moment. She knew he knew what she was doing. He answered just as calm as the question."yes."
She watched him watch her. " Is that what you think about your....."
He turned to leave, cutting her off.
"I'm going to change."
Max let him leave before she finished her question.
"Dad."
