A Hero's Dealing
Chapter 6
Disclaimer: I don't own them
~The Next Day~ "Good morning Miss Helena," Alfred said pleasantly.
"Morning Alfred," Helena said grabbing a pop tart.
"Did you sleep well?" Alfred asked, "The full three hours you were actually in your bed."
Helena sighed, "you saw me leave didn't you?"
Alfred nodded, "I'm going to assume you weren't sneaking out to see a boy. After all Master Reese is staying here with you. Would you like to tell me where it is you went?"
Helena sighed and was about to reply when Dinah burst into the room. "They found her," she said breathlessly.
"Found who?" Helena asked.
"Harley," Dinah said her eyes wide, "she's dead."
~The Police Station~ "Causes of death," Commissioner Ayers asked.
"Knife to the stomach," Reese answered, "after that she was apparently clumped in the lake, most likely to cover the murderer's tracks."
"Any suspects?" Commissioner Ayers asked.
"Not yet sir," Reese said.
"Alright get to work, I wanna meet the person who was capable of taking down Harley Quinzel when my best men couldn't," the Commissioner said.
~Back at the Clocktower~ "She's dead," Bruce said in surprise.
Helena nodded, her face unreadable, "Reese called, they don't have any suspects yet. They checked the body, no finger prints, they haven't found the murder weapon yet either."
"Where'd they find her?" Bruce asked.
"By the docks her body was abandoned after she was killed," Dinah explained, "according to the news that is, Reese will have the full story later."
Bruce looked troubled, "something doesn't feel right. No one knew where Harley was, and I hired the best PI I could find, if he couldn't find her, no one should have been able to."
"Maybe it was one of her own," Dinah suggested with a shrug.
"Maybe," Helena said as Bruce watched Dinah suspiciously.
~Flashback-the night before~ "Hello?" Bruce said answer the Clocktower phone.
"Is Helena there?" a voice asked.
"She's getting ready to go out," Bruce said, "who is this?"
"It's Gibson," Gibson said with a small laugh, "you must be her father. Pleasure to meet you sir, or rather talk to you, I saw you fight once, I was four at the time, you saved my mom from a criminal. I remember I saw you jump off the roof and land in front of the criminal, you took him down so fast and then helped my mom up, that image of you standing in front of my mom and I after you stopped the mugger is forever printed in my head. Of course most things are forever printed in my head, including the first time I saw your daughter."
"Did you call for a reason Gibson?" Helena asked picking up another extension, stopping Gibson from succeeding in making her father angrier.
"Oh right, I just wanted to let you know that Dinah and I are having a nice little chat and so I was thinking I would just drop her by the Clocktower after I close up," Gibson offered.
"That would be great," Helena said, "thanks."
"No problem," Gibson said then added, "I hope to meet you in person soon Mr. Wayne."
"Goodbye Gibson," Helena said before hanging up the phone, hearing Bruce do the same in the other room.
"Who is this Gibson?" Bruce asked Helena when she came out into the main room.
"He's a friend from high school, he runs No Mans Land, the meta only bar in town," Helena explained.
"He was hiding something," Bruce said, "all that rambling, it means they're hiding something."
"You mean about seeing you fight?" Helena asked, "He has the tendency to ramble about that stuff."
"No about Dinah, he was hiding something," Bruce said.
"Whatever," Helena said, "I'm gonna go talk to Reese, don't worry about Gibson, he's trustworthy, that's why I sent Dinah to him."
Once Helena was gone, Bruce changed into dark clothing and was just grabbing his jacket when.
"Master Bruce I highly doubt Miss Helena would like it if you accompanied her on her visit to Reese, especially if she is unaware of it. I also doubt that Miss Helena would be happy if you went to No Mans Land to spy on Miss Dinah and Master Gibson, given the fact that she does, indeed trust Master Gibson," Alfred said wisely.
"I'm worried Alfred, I have to go," Bruce said, "I won't loose anyone else."
~At No Mans Land~ "Did you find her yet?" Gibson's new bartender Curly asked.
Gibson sighed, "not yet, but she'll turn up soon."
True to his words ten minutes later Dinah walked in as if nothing had happened, "hey Gib how about another fruity beverage before I go?"
"Dinah you've been gone for three hours, 17 minutes and 37 seconds.where have you been?" Gibson asked.
"I had some stuff to take care of," Dinah said coolly, "it's not that big of a deal."
"Dinah you can't go wandering around while Harley's on the loose out there," Gibson said.
Dinah was about to reply when she saw Bruce walk into the room, "Bruce what are you doing here?" she asked.
"I just came to check on everything," Bruce said sitting next to Dinah, "how's everything going?"
"It's fine," Dinah said quickly, too quickly, "um Bruce this is Gibson, Gibson this is Bruce Wayne, Helena's dad."
"Pleasure to meet you in person sir," Gibson said hurriedly.
"Here's your drink," Curly said coming over interrupting any questioning that might have happened, he handed Dinah her fruity drink and then studied Bruce for a moment before walking away.
"What's with your bartender?" Bruce asked suspiciously.
"No clue, he's a funny fellow though, he showed up a couple of weeks ago," Gibson said.
"What's his name?" Bruce asked.
"He calls himself Curly Ayers," Gibson said, "is there something wrong with him?"
"I'm not sure yet," Bruce said watching the bartender closely. ~End Flashback~
"Hey are you guys hungry?" Helena asked breaking her father out of his trance-like state as he recalled the night before.
"Did you cook?" Bruce asked confused, he had never seen Helena cook before.
Helena and Dinah, who had just gotten off the Delphi stared at him as if he had grown another head. "Are you insane?" Dinah asked seriously.
"I can't cook," Helena said, "it would poison you, I can barely toast a pop tart."
"Yeah she almost burnt down the Clocktower making microwave popcorn last year," Dinah said with a laugh.
Bruce smiled and watched his daughter and Dinah enter the kitchen, things were going okay, Harley was dead, his daughter and Dinah were slowly becoming happier. But what was that nagging feeling of warning rushing around inside him? One thing kept racing through his head, 'danger is coming.'
Chapter 6
Disclaimer: I don't own them
~The Next Day~ "Good morning Miss Helena," Alfred said pleasantly.
"Morning Alfred," Helena said grabbing a pop tart.
"Did you sleep well?" Alfred asked, "The full three hours you were actually in your bed."
Helena sighed, "you saw me leave didn't you?"
Alfred nodded, "I'm going to assume you weren't sneaking out to see a boy. After all Master Reese is staying here with you. Would you like to tell me where it is you went?"
Helena sighed and was about to reply when Dinah burst into the room. "They found her," she said breathlessly.
"Found who?" Helena asked.
"Harley," Dinah said her eyes wide, "she's dead."
~The Police Station~ "Causes of death," Commissioner Ayers asked.
"Knife to the stomach," Reese answered, "after that she was apparently clumped in the lake, most likely to cover the murderer's tracks."
"Any suspects?" Commissioner Ayers asked.
"Not yet sir," Reese said.
"Alright get to work, I wanna meet the person who was capable of taking down Harley Quinzel when my best men couldn't," the Commissioner said.
~Back at the Clocktower~ "She's dead," Bruce said in surprise.
Helena nodded, her face unreadable, "Reese called, they don't have any suspects yet. They checked the body, no finger prints, they haven't found the murder weapon yet either."
"Where'd they find her?" Bruce asked.
"By the docks her body was abandoned after she was killed," Dinah explained, "according to the news that is, Reese will have the full story later."
Bruce looked troubled, "something doesn't feel right. No one knew where Harley was, and I hired the best PI I could find, if he couldn't find her, no one should have been able to."
"Maybe it was one of her own," Dinah suggested with a shrug.
"Maybe," Helena said as Bruce watched Dinah suspiciously.
~Flashback-the night before~ "Hello?" Bruce said answer the Clocktower phone.
"Is Helena there?" a voice asked.
"She's getting ready to go out," Bruce said, "who is this?"
"It's Gibson," Gibson said with a small laugh, "you must be her father. Pleasure to meet you sir, or rather talk to you, I saw you fight once, I was four at the time, you saved my mom from a criminal. I remember I saw you jump off the roof and land in front of the criminal, you took him down so fast and then helped my mom up, that image of you standing in front of my mom and I after you stopped the mugger is forever printed in my head. Of course most things are forever printed in my head, including the first time I saw your daughter."
"Did you call for a reason Gibson?" Helena asked picking up another extension, stopping Gibson from succeeding in making her father angrier.
"Oh right, I just wanted to let you know that Dinah and I are having a nice little chat and so I was thinking I would just drop her by the Clocktower after I close up," Gibson offered.
"That would be great," Helena said, "thanks."
"No problem," Gibson said then added, "I hope to meet you in person soon Mr. Wayne."
"Goodbye Gibson," Helena said before hanging up the phone, hearing Bruce do the same in the other room.
"Who is this Gibson?" Bruce asked Helena when she came out into the main room.
"He's a friend from high school, he runs No Mans Land, the meta only bar in town," Helena explained.
"He was hiding something," Bruce said, "all that rambling, it means they're hiding something."
"You mean about seeing you fight?" Helena asked, "He has the tendency to ramble about that stuff."
"No about Dinah, he was hiding something," Bruce said.
"Whatever," Helena said, "I'm gonna go talk to Reese, don't worry about Gibson, he's trustworthy, that's why I sent Dinah to him."
Once Helena was gone, Bruce changed into dark clothing and was just grabbing his jacket when.
"Master Bruce I highly doubt Miss Helena would like it if you accompanied her on her visit to Reese, especially if she is unaware of it. I also doubt that Miss Helena would be happy if you went to No Mans Land to spy on Miss Dinah and Master Gibson, given the fact that she does, indeed trust Master Gibson," Alfred said wisely.
"I'm worried Alfred, I have to go," Bruce said, "I won't loose anyone else."
~At No Mans Land~ "Did you find her yet?" Gibson's new bartender Curly asked.
Gibson sighed, "not yet, but she'll turn up soon."
True to his words ten minutes later Dinah walked in as if nothing had happened, "hey Gib how about another fruity beverage before I go?"
"Dinah you've been gone for three hours, 17 minutes and 37 seconds.where have you been?" Gibson asked.
"I had some stuff to take care of," Dinah said coolly, "it's not that big of a deal."
"Dinah you can't go wandering around while Harley's on the loose out there," Gibson said.
Dinah was about to reply when she saw Bruce walk into the room, "Bruce what are you doing here?" she asked.
"I just came to check on everything," Bruce said sitting next to Dinah, "how's everything going?"
"It's fine," Dinah said quickly, too quickly, "um Bruce this is Gibson, Gibson this is Bruce Wayne, Helena's dad."
"Pleasure to meet you in person sir," Gibson said hurriedly.
"Here's your drink," Curly said coming over interrupting any questioning that might have happened, he handed Dinah her fruity drink and then studied Bruce for a moment before walking away.
"What's with your bartender?" Bruce asked suspiciously.
"No clue, he's a funny fellow though, he showed up a couple of weeks ago," Gibson said.
"What's his name?" Bruce asked.
"He calls himself Curly Ayers," Gibson said, "is there something wrong with him?"
"I'm not sure yet," Bruce said watching the bartender closely. ~End Flashback~
"Hey are you guys hungry?" Helena asked breaking her father out of his trance-like state as he recalled the night before.
"Did you cook?" Bruce asked confused, he had never seen Helena cook before.
Helena and Dinah, who had just gotten off the Delphi stared at him as if he had grown another head. "Are you insane?" Dinah asked seriously.
"I can't cook," Helena said, "it would poison you, I can barely toast a pop tart."
"Yeah she almost burnt down the Clocktower making microwave popcorn last year," Dinah said with a laugh.
Bruce smiled and watched his daughter and Dinah enter the kitchen, things were going okay, Harley was dead, his daughter and Dinah were slowly becoming happier. But what was that nagging feeling of warning rushing around inside him? One thing kept racing through his head, 'danger is coming.'