"Black Cats"
Disclaimer: Same old, same old.
CH: 3 A FRIEND ON THE FORCE
Thursday (Day 4)
Selina opened her green eyes and slowly sat up in the bed she had slept in. Her head felt like it weighed a ton, and she had a splitting headache.
"How are you feeling?" a woman's voice asked. Selina turned her head to see someone watching over her. The redhead, who wore a mask over her face and possessed wings, smiled. "You hit your head when that bomb exploded."
She rubbed her eyes and uncovered herself. "Where am I?"
"Well, I guess you could call it Justice League headquarters." The girl stood from her seat and helped Selina to her feet. "You're here because Batman asked us to watch over you. He's afraid you'll be targeted if you stay in Gotham."
Selina nodded. "Is he here?"
"No," she answered. "By the way, the name's Hawkgirl."
"I guess you could call me by my first name." Selina looked down at herself and noted the tank and sweat pants she wore. "After all, I'm not wearing a mask, and I'm sure you know who I am."
Hawkgirl nodded. She opened the door to the bathroom and turned on the lights. "Go on and wash up. Take a shower. There are towels in the closet. If you need anything, just ask." The superhero left Selina to her business.
The thief stepped inside and closed the door behind her. She stared at her reflection and slightly laughed. "Catwoman, you look like hell."
~
"She's awake," Hawkgirl announced to GL, Flash, and J'onn. They all sat around the kitchen table, eating breakfast. She took a seat next to Lantern and stole a piece of bacon from his plate. "Selina's fine. A little dizzy, but fine."
The Flash smiled. "Good."
"Can she go home now?" Green Lantern complained," I don't want to play babysitter."
Flash snorted. "You're insane. I'll do if the rest of you don't want to. Did you see the body on that girl?"
"Thanks for the compliment," Selina said as she sat in between Flash and Hawkgirl.
"Hey, it's true." The Flash changed his sly grin into a charming smile. "Are you hungry? I think I can warm up the extra bacon and eggs we have."
She shook her head. "No thanks. I'm a vegetarian." Selina then leaned in closer to the Flash. "But I wouldn't mind some strong black coffee and any kind of fruit you have."
"Sure." Flash stood and accidentally tripped on his way to the kitchen's counter. Everyone at the table couldn't help but laugh, except J'onn.
Selina then sat back in her chair and whispered to Hawkgirl. "He's going to be fun to play with." Hawkgirl just laughed some more. Selina ran a hand through her damp hair and sighed. "I want to go back to Gotham."
Lantern's forehead wrinkled. "Listen Miss Kyle; we've got specific orders to keep you here."
Selina countered as the Flash placed a plate of fruit and a cup of coffee on the table. "But I am fully capable of taking care of myself. I've been doing it for a long time." She grabbed a couple of strawberries and placed them on her own plate. "Plus, I want to catch the bitch who is framing me."
"I believe that Batman wishes to capture the imposter himself," J'onn explained to Miss Kyle. "After all, he hasn't asked any of us to investigate."
"Well," she told, "Bats has always been a loner. Sure, he's got his sidekicks, but they don't count. He roams the night with only himself as company." Her eyes seemed to be gazing in the abyss, and she seemed to have left for a dream world. "There's mystery shrouding his cold eyes. Darkness surrounds him. He's got that expression on his face that tells you he's on to you and that he's devising a plan. His cape wafts in the breeze. His Batsuit fist just right. He's vengeance. He's the night. He's the –"
"Hey," Flash interrupted. "You still with us?"
Selina blushed. "I'm sorry." She swallowed a fruit and bit her bottom lip. The girl then lifted her coffee cup to her mouth, but it vibrated. Selina's hand was shaking. When she realized it, she put the cup down.
Flash gently touched her shoulder. "Let's go watch some television." He helped her out of her seat and guided her to the next room.
"Something's wrong with her," Hawkgirl observed once they were out of hearing range. A sympathetic look crossed over her features. "I honestly don't think that she's crazy. She's innocent, and I think that frightens her."
"What do you mean?" GL asked.
"The whole imposter thing had got her trembling. I think she's afraid. I also think that being afraid make her even more afraid. She's not used to fear. I can tell."
Green Lantern scratched his head. "I still don't understand."
"Perhaps I could give an example," J'onn suggested. The Martian altered his appearance and made himself look exactly like the Green Lantern.
Lantern became wide-eyed and stood from his seat. "Now, that is too eerie." When J'onn shifted back, he added, "I get what you mean, but the woman posing as Catwoman is wearing a mask."
"But Selina's fingerprints and hair were found at the museum," Hawkgirl told. "I'd probably feel uneasy too."
~
Clark finished his waffle and placed the plate in the sink. He adjusted the telephone at his ear. He had been talking to Bruce Wayne as he ate.
"So, you get anywhere?"
Bruce sighed. "No. I've got nothing to go on. I need more information."
"Well, maybe Lois and I could research at work today. We could do a story on it," Clark suggested.
"You have to remember who the computer whiz is. Anything you can find, I have probably already found."
"Good point, but I still think Selina could use some good press. Who better to listen to than the famous Lois and Clark?"
Bruce slightly chuckled. "I suppose so. Most believe she's guilty."
"I think we could get some police files you can't hack into."
"No need. I've called in a favor."
"You've got a friend on the force?"
"Not exactly. I've got the next best thing. She'll give me any information she can find... including whatever's classified."
Clark crossed his arms over his chest. "Who do you know that could get all that information?"
~
"Hey Daddy!" Barbara Gordon greeted as she came to her father's desk.
A smile spread across the commissioner's face. "Honey, what are you doing here?" He stood and hugged his daughter. "You never visit me, even when you're just down the hall."
"Well, I didn't have work today, and I don't have a class. I figured we could have lunch together. What do you say, Dad?" Barbara pulled away from him and placed her bag on his desk. "Chinese or Italian?"
Suddenly, his pager went off. "Honey, I'll be right back. Just wait a little while. Okay?" When she nodded, he left his office. Barbara had the break she needed. After all, her dad had access to everything in the department.
First, she made sure all the blinds were closed. Next, she typed the password to log onto her father's computer; it was her mother's name. Barbara opened every file that mentioned Selina Kyle, copied them, and saved them to a disk that she had brought along. While those saved, Barbara broke into the file cabinet. There was a folder filled with all the information from the robbery, including a copy of the security film. She took it and stuffed it into her bag. She then locked the cabinet, logged off the computer, and placed the disk in her bag. Her dad walked into the office a second later.
"It was nothing but a false alarm."
"Oh Dad, you're going to hate me. One of my girlfriends just called. I have to go. I'm so sorry." She kissed her dad on the cheek.
"That's okay. I've got a whole lot of work to do anyway. You know, the Catwoman case." He brushed a strand of her red hair from her face. "Are you free for dinner tonight?"
"That's great. Pick me up at seven?"
"It's a date." He planted a kiss on her forehead. "You look so grown up."
"Bye Daddy." She left the police station and walked across the street to meet up with Dick Grayson. "Hey."
"Did it work?"
"Like a charm."
"You know, it is very handy to know the commissioner's pager number." He grinned and wrapped an arm around her. "I parked down the street. Here." He handed Barbara a black helmet.
"Great. There goes my flawless hair."
~
Bruce inserted the disk into the Batcomputer and opened two of the files. Barbara leaned against his chair as they read the reports. She then placed a folder in front of him.
"You should check this one out. It's the file on the robbery. There's a DVD." She then slid the disk into the other hard drive. "Perhaps we'll catch something the police missed."
They watched as Catwoman did a couple of cartwheels and back-flips to avoid the visible lasers on the floor of the museum. When she got to the cat statue, she glanced over her shoulder and right at the camera.
"That's odd," Bruce observed. "She wanted the camera to see her face."
Catwoman them pulled off a glove and lifted the glass around the cat. Once she had the Egyptian artifact, she left the museum.
"I have to admit, that was strange. Even Selina Kyle isn't that stupid. Whoever is doing this wants her caught and wants fingerprints at the scene of the crime," Barbara explained.
"Hair is easy to come by. They could steal a brush of hers." Bruce shook his head. "How did they get her fingerprints?"
"That's even easier. Say she orders a sherry at a restaurant, drinks it, pays, and leaves. The imposter could have snatched the glass and could have taken it to a place I know of downtown. They can replicate the prints and make these stick-on pieces of plastic that you put on your fingers. The most popular prints amongst the criminals happen to be Elvis and Marilyn Monroe."
"Interesting." He stood from his chair and faced Barbara. "I want you to go to that place and find out if they've sold anything to any of the people on this list." He handed her a piece of paper. "Within the last four months," he added.
Barbara skimmed through the list. "Some of these people are in Arkham."
Bruce nodded. "I know. Even those walls couldn't stop them from paying an assassin." He turned his back to her and began to shuffle through the robbery files.
"Why are you helping her?" the college student asked. He didn't answer, so she made a conclusion. "You're still in love with her, aren't you?" Barbara shook her head in disbelief. "Even if you've dated dozens of women, only one will ever be your goal. Catwoman." The redhead sighed. "That woman has betrayed each of us at least once. She lied to me, she backstabbed Dick, she –"
"Saved my life," Bruce finished.
"Once," Barbara reminded. "You've saved her life plenty of times." When he sent her a glare, she changed the subject. "I think I'm going to have Dick help me out."
"Good."
"Have you talked to him lately?"
"He hasn't really spoken to me." Bruce returned to the comfort of his chair. "Go on and investigate."
"Bruce, could you give me one good reason why I'm helping her?"
He glanced at her and gave a slight smile. "Because she has a good heart."
Barbara nodded and walked to the closet in the Batcave. She grabbed her Batgirl suit.
~
"There is a warrant for the arrest of Batman who aided the suspect Selina Kyle in her escape from the police. If you have any information –"
The Flash shut off the television. "All we catch are news channels, and I think you've had enough of that."
Selina gave a weak but still pretty smile. Her blonde hair curled at its ends as it continued to air dry. She was very beautiful and very sexy, even with sweats on.
"So...how are you feeling?"
"Honestly? I don't know," she replied. "Tired and confused. Lost and...vulnerable."
Flash swallowed the lump in his throat. "I guess you need comfort."
"Maybe, but not from you, Junior."
"Ouch. That was below the belt."
"You wish. I have a boyfriend. He's a gentleman, he's handsome, he's intelligent, he's rich, and he's wonderful. Well, he's just perfect."
He raised an eyebrow. "Then why don't you sound happy?"
Selina sighed. "Because he's not Batman."
"Problem solved. Go to Bats."
She disagreed. "No. Batman isn't Bruce either. I want them both, but that can't work." She slightly laughed. "So, you're 'The Flash.' Look at you. A kid wearing red spandex with a yellow lightning bolt on his chest."
Flash couldn't help but laugh. "Yeah. That's me. Fastest man alive."
"Eh." Selina winced. "Don't ever use that as a pickup line."
"What?"
"Women don't want a one-minute-man, if you catch my drift." Selina smirked. Suddenly, something changed in her expression. Danger flickered in her calm, green eyes. "Women want someone who'll listen and care... Someone who's not desperate but not cocky." The blonde then playfully traced the lightning bolt on the Flash's chest. When he took in a deep breath, Selina laughed. "Nervous?"
"Nervous?" Flash squeaked. "Why – why would I be nervous?"
Selina climbed onto his lap and straddled him. She licked her lips and rolled her hips over him. "Maybe you've never had a real woman before." She then licked the side of his face, like cat would.
"Oh God," he muttered and crawled out from under Selina. "We can't do this."
She laughed even more. "Who said we were going to? Way to jump to conclusions. I suggest that you take a long, cold shower." Selina stood and left the room.
Flash frowned and looked to the floor. "Damn it. There better be some Victoria's Secret magazines in the bathroom."
~
"I can't believe you've got me doing this."
Clark moved his eyes away from the computer screen and watched as Lois sat on his desk. "Doing what?"
She rolled her eyes and crossed her legs; doing so caused her skirt to ride up slightly. "What makes you think Selina Kyle is innocent? What proof do you have?"
He smiled and whispered, "Superman."
"Really?"
Clark nodded. "He and Batman are on the same side."
"You're kidding!" Lois whispered. "What a scoop! Did he share any evidence?"
"No, but we're reporters. We just need to get the story out there."
"Lois! Clark!" Perry yelled from his office. "I want that Catwoman story on my desk in an hour!"
Lois laughed. "I'll get Jimmy. He probably has an old Catwoman photo we haven't used yet."
"You do that, Lois." Clark watched her leave and sighed.
~
"That was a complete waste of time," Nightwing told Batgirl as they returned to their motorcycles. "I mean, I feel like Batman has sent us on a wild goose chase." He climbed onto his bike and waited for Batgirl to do the same.
"No. Coming here had been my idea." She put on her helmet and made eye contact with Nightwing. "Do you think she did this?"
"I don't know." He put on his helmet and started his cycle. "We need to help him though."
Batgirl started hers too. "The Justice League is helping him."
~
"She's not dead." The Joker stated what the assassin already knew. He kicked his feet up onto his desk and frowned. "That doesn't make me laugh."
The crooked cop stood from his seat. "I'm sorry, Mr. Joker. Superman showed. I had her, but he swooped in and saved her!"
"Calm down. I know how that ridiculous Justice League can ruin all our plans without even trying." Joker also stood and gave a convincing smile. "Why don't you just keep the money I gave you, and we'll just forget it all. We break even." The Joker extended his hand. "Put it there, pal."
The cop took the hand and instantly felt an electric current travel through his body. The Joker cackled as the assassin continued to shake. Finally, the guy dropped dead. Joker pulled off his ring and smoothed his green hair.
Harley walked in. "Should I get the boys to clean this mess?"
"Sure. Hey Harl, tell our little feline to lay low. It looks as if Miss Kyle is on vacation. If our Catwoman makes a move before Selina comes home, Batsy will know exactly what we're up to."
She smiled. "Got it, Mr. J."
~
"Wow. The Earth is beautiful from up here."
Green Lantern glanced to his left as Selina Kyle came to stand beside him. He nodded in response and stared back out at the planet.
She gave a gorgeous smile. "I've never been in space before."
"Not many have. Aren't you fortunate?"
"Army or Marines?"
"What?" GL gave a puzzled look.
Selina laughed. "I've dated a military man before. You sound like one. I can tell you're not from the Air Force or the Navy."
"Oh." Lantern couldn't help but smile. "Marines. You're good at reading people. I'm impressed." He looked passed the blonde when he noticed Hawkgirl walking to another part of the Watchtower.
"So, you dating Red?"
"Excuse me?" his stern voice questioned.
"I saw the way you looked at her. Why don't you go and brush her wings for her?"
He narrowed his glowing eyes. "Right. Where's the kid?"
With a smirk, she answered, "He's washing up."
Green Lantern ignored her last reply and changed the subject. "Not to be rude, but why is Batman even considering helping you?"
"I seduced him." She chuckled and leaned against the railing. "No. I think he's seduced me. We've got this strange connection."
"I think I'm following."
"Don't even try to understand; I don't. Hey, is there a gym here with a treadmill or something?" Once GL pointed her in the right direction, she walked away. The Flash soon came to replace her.
"That chick is a slut."
GL scolded, "Don't say that. She seemed fine to me."
"Whatever." Flash rolled his eyes. "Dude, she's weird. That girl had two mood swings in front of me. Either something is wrong with her, or she's a few cards short of a full deck."
"I think we should have Hawkgirl talk to her."
"Good plan. If she tries anything, Hawkgirl can beat her down with that mace." Flash laughed to himself and yawned. "I'm hungry. I wonder if Bats stacked any burgers in this place."
~
Keep moving... What's gonna happen?
Disclaimer: Same old, same old.
CH: 3 A FRIEND ON THE FORCE
Thursday (Day 4)
Selina opened her green eyes and slowly sat up in the bed she had slept in. Her head felt like it weighed a ton, and she had a splitting headache.
"How are you feeling?" a woman's voice asked. Selina turned her head to see someone watching over her. The redhead, who wore a mask over her face and possessed wings, smiled. "You hit your head when that bomb exploded."
She rubbed her eyes and uncovered herself. "Where am I?"
"Well, I guess you could call it Justice League headquarters." The girl stood from her seat and helped Selina to her feet. "You're here because Batman asked us to watch over you. He's afraid you'll be targeted if you stay in Gotham."
Selina nodded. "Is he here?"
"No," she answered. "By the way, the name's Hawkgirl."
"I guess you could call me by my first name." Selina looked down at herself and noted the tank and sweat pants she wore. "After all, I'm not wearing a mask, and I'm sure you know who I am."
Hawkgirl nodded. She opened the door to the bathroom and turned on the lights. "Go on and wash up. Take a shower. There are towels in the closet. If you need anything, just ask." The superhero left Selina to her business.
The thief stepped inside and closed the door behind her. She stared at her reflection and slightly laughed. "Catwoman, you look like hell."
~
"She's awake," Hawkgirl announced to GL, Flash, and J'onn. They all sat around the kitchen table, eating breakfast. She took a seat next to Lantern and stole a piece of bacon from his plate. "Selina's fine. A little dizzy, but fine."
The Flash smiled. "Good."
"Can she go home now?" Green Lantern complained," I don't want to play babysitter."
Flash snorted. "You're insane. I'll do if the rest of you don't want to. Did you see the body on that girl?"
"Thanks for the compliment," Selina said as she sat in between Flash and Hawkgirl.
"Hey, it's true." The Flash changed his sly grin into a charming smile. "Are you hungry? I think I can warm up the extra bacon and eggs we have."
She shook her head. "No thanks. I'm a vegetarian." Selina then leaned in closer to the Flash. "But I wouldn't mind some strong black coffee and any kind of fruit you have."
"Sure." Flash stood and accidentally tripped on his way to the kitchen's counter. Everyone at the table couldn't help but laugh, except J'onn.
Selina then sat back in her chair and whispered to Hawkgirl. "He's going to be fun to play with." Hawkgirl just laughed some more. Selina ran a hand through her damp hair and sighed. "I want to go back to Gotham."
Lantern's forehead wrinkled. "Listen Miss Kyle; we've got specific orders to keep you here."
Selina countered as the Flash placed a plate of fruit and a cup of coffee on the table. "But I am fully capable of taking care of myself. I've been doing it for a long time." She grabbed a couple of strawberries and placed them on her own plate. "Plus, I want to catch the bitch who is framing me."
"I believe that Batman wishes to capture the imposter himself," J'onn explained to Miss Kyle. "After all, he hasn't asked any of us to investigate."
"Well," she told, "Bats has always been a loner. Sure, he's got his sidekicks, but they don't count. He roams the night with only himself as company." Her eyes seemed to be gazing in the abyss, and she seemed to have left for a dream world. "There's mystery shrouding his cold eyes. Darkness surrounds him. He's got that expression on his face that tells you he's on to you and that he's devising a plan. His cape wafts in the breeze. His Batsuit fist just right. He's vengeance. He's the night. He's the –"
"Hey," Flash interrupted. "You still with us?"
Selina blushed. "I'm sorry." She swallowed a fruit and bit her bottom lip. The girl then lifted her coffee cup to her mouth, but it vibrated. Selina's hand was shaking. When she realized it, she put the cup down.
Flash gently touched her shoulder. "Let's go watch some television." He helped her out of her seat and guided her to the next room.
"Something's wrong with her," Hawkgirl observed once they were out of hearing range. A sympathetic look crossed over her features. "I honestly don't think that she's crazy. She's innocent, and I think that frightens her."
"What do you mean?" GL asked.
"The whole imposter thing had got her trembling. I think she's afraid. I also think that being afraid make her even more afraid. She's not used to fear. I can tell."
Green Lantern scratched his head. "I still don't understand."
"Perhaps I could give an example," J'onn suggested. The Martian altered his appearance and made himself look exactly like the Green Lantern.
Lantern became wide-eyed and stood from his seat. "Now, that is too eerie." When J'onn shifted back, he added, "I get what you mean, but the woman posing as Catwoman is wearing a mask."
"But Selina's fingerprints and hair were found at the museum," Hawkgirl told. "I'd probably feel uneasy too."
~
Clark finished his waffle and placed the plate in the sink. He adjusted the telephone at his ear. He had been talking to Bruce Wayne as he ate.
"So, you get anywhere?"
Bruce sighed. "No. I've got nothing to go on. I need more information."
"Well, maybe Lois and I could research at work today. We could do a story on it," Clark suggested.
"You have to remember who the computer whiz is. Anything you can find, I have probably already found."
"Good point, but I still think Selina could use some good press. Who better to listen to than the famous Lois and Clark?"
Bruce slightly chuckled. "I suppose so. Most believe she's guilty."
"I think we could get some police files you can't hack into."
"No need. I've called in a favor."
"You've got a friend on the force?"
"Not exactly. I've got the next best thing. She'll give me any information she can find... including whatever's classified."
Clark crossed his arms over his chest. "Who do you know that could get all that information?"
~
"Hey Daddy!" Barbara Gordon greeted as she came to her father's desk.
A smile spread across the commissioner's face. "Honey, what are you doing here?" He stood and hugged his daughter. "You never visit me, even when you're just down the hall."
"Well, I didn't have work today, and I don't have a class. I figured we could have lunch together. What do you say, Dad?" Barbara pulled away from him and placed her bag on his desk. "Chinese or Italian?"
Suddenly, his pager went off. "Honey, I'll be right back. Just wait a little while. Okay?" When she nodded, he left his office. Barbara had the break she needed. After all, her dad had access to everything in the department.
First, she made sure all the blinds were closed. Next, she typed the password to log onto her father's computer; it was her mother's name. Barbara opened every file that mentioned Selina Kyle, copied them, and saved them to a disk that she had brought along. While those saved, Barbara broke into the file cabinet. There was a folder filled with all the information from the robbery, including a copy of the security film. She took it and stuffed it into her bag. She then locked the cabinet, logged off the computer, and placed the disk in her bag. Her dad walked into the office a second later.
"It was nothing but a false alarm."
"Oh Dad, you're going to hate me. One of my girlfriends just called. I have to go. I'm so sorry." She kissed her dad on the cheek.
"That's okay. I've got a whole lot of work to do anyway. You know, the Catwoman case." He brushed a strand of her red hair from her face. "Are you free for dinner tonight?"
"That's great. Pick me up at seven?"
"It's a date." He planted a kiss on her forehead. "You look so grown up."
"Bye Daddy." She left the police station and walked across the street to meet up with Dick Grayson. "Hey."
"Did it work?"
"Like a charm."
"You know, it is very handy to know the commissioner's pager number." He grinned and wrapped an arm around her. "I parked down the street. Here." He handed Barbara a black helmet.
"Great. There goes my flawless hair."
~
Bruce inserted the disk into the Batcomputer and opened two of the files. Barbara leaned against his chair as they read the reports. She then placed a folder in front of him.
"You should check this one out. It's the file on the robbery. There's a DVD." She then slid the disk into the other hard drive. "Perhaps we'll catch something the police missed."
They watched as Catwoman did a couple of cartwheels and back-flips to avoid the visible lasers on the floor of the museum. When she got to the cat statue, she glanced over her shoulder and right at the camera.
"That's odd," Bruce observed. "She wanted the camera to see her face."
Catwoman them pulled off a glove and lifted the glass around the cat. Once she had the Egyptian artifact, she left the museum.
"I have to admit, that was strange. Even Selina Kyle isn't that stupid. Whoever is doing this wants her caught and wants fingerprints at the scene of the crime," Barbara explained.
"Hair is easy to come by. They could steal a brush of hers." Bruce shook his head. "How did they get her fingerprints?"
"That's even easier. Say she orders a sherry at a restaurant, drinks it, pays, and leaves. The imposter could have snatched the glass and could have taken it to a place I know of downtown. They can replicate the prints and make these stick-on pieces of plastic that you put on your fingers. The most popular prints amongst the criminals happen to be Elvis and Marilyn Monroe."
"Interesting." He stood from his chair and faced Barbara. "I want you to go to that place and find out if they've sold anything to any of the people on this list." He handed her a piece of paper. "Within the last four months," he added.
Barbara skimmed through the list. "Some of these people are in Arkham."
Bruce nodded. "I know. Even those walls couldn't stop them from paying an assassin." He turned his back to her and began to shuffle through the robbery files.
"Why are you helping her?" the college student asked. He didn't answer, so she made a conclusion. "You're still in love with her, aren't you?" Barbara shook her head in disbelief. "Even if you've dated dozens of women, only one will ever be your goal. Catwoman." The redhead sighed. "That woman has betrayed each of us at least once. She lied to me, she backstabbed Dick, she –"
"Saved my life," Bruce finished.
"Once," Barbara reminded. "You've saved her life plenty of times." When he sent her a glare, she changed the subject. "I think I'm going to have Dick help me out."
"Good."
"Have you talked to him lately?"
"He hasn't really spoken to me." Bruce returned to the comfort of his chair. "Go on and investigate."
"Bruce, could you give me one good reason why I'm helping her?"
He glanced at her and gave a slight smile. "Because she has a good heart."
Barbara nodded and walked to the closet in the Batcave. She grabbed her Batgirl suit.
~
"There is a warrant for the arrest of Batman who aided the suspect Selina Kyle in her escape from the police. If you have any information –"
The Flash shut off the television. "All we catch are news channels, and I think you've had enough of that."
Selina gave a weak but still pretty smile. Her blonde hair curled at its ends as it continued to air dry. She was very beautiful and very sexy, even with sweats on.
"So...how are you feeling?"
"Honestly? I don't know," she replied. "Tired and confused. Lost and...vulnerable."
Flash swallowed the lump in his throat. "I guess you need comfort."
"Maybe, but not from you, Junior."
"Ouch. That was below the belt."
"You wish. I have a boyfriend. He's a gentleman, he's handsome, he's intelligent, he's rich, and he's wonderful. Well, he's just perfect."
He raised an eyebrow. "Then why don't you sound happy?"
Selina sighed. "Because he's not Batman."
"Problem solved. Go to Bats."
She disagreed. "No. Batman isn't Bruce either. I want them both, but that can't work." She slightly laughed. "So, you're 'The Flash.' Look at you. A kid wearing red spandex with a yellow lightning bolt on his chest."
Flash couldn't help but laugh. "Yeah. That's me. Fastest man alive."
"Eh." Selina winced. "Don't ever use that as a pickup line."
"What?"
"Women don't want a one-minute-man, if you catch my drift." Selina smirked. Suddenly, something changed in her expression. Danger flickered in her calm, green eyes. "Women want someone who'll listen and care... Someone who's not desperate but not cocky." The blonde then playfully traced the lightning bolt on the Flash's chest. When he took in a deep breath, Selina laughed. "Nervous?"
"Nervous?" Flash squeaked. "Why – why would I be nervous?"
Selina climbed onto his lap and straddled him. She licked her lips and rolled her hips over him. "Maybe you've never had a real woman before." She then licked the side of his face, like cat would.
"Oh God," he muttered and crawled out from under Selina. "We can't do this."
She laughed even more. "Who said we were going to? Way to jump to conclusions. I suggest that you take a long, cold shower." Selina stood and left the room.
Flash frowned and looked to the floor. "Damn it. There better be some Victoria's Secret magazines in the bathroom."
~
"I can't believe you've got me doing this."
Clark moved his eyes away from the computer screen and watched as Lois sat on his desk. "Doing what?"
She rolled her eyes and crossed her legs; doing so caused her skirt to ride up slightly. "What makes you think Selina Kyle is innocent? What proof do you have?"
He smiled and whispered, "Superman."
"Really?"
Clark nodded. "He and Batman are on the same side."
"You're kidding!" Lois whispered. "What a scoop! Did he share any evidence?"
"No, but we're reporters. We just need to get the story out there."
"Lois! Clark!" Perry yelled from his office. "I want that Catwoman story on my desk in an hour!"
Lois laughed. "I'll get Jimmy. He probably has an old Catwoman photo we haven't used yet."
"You do that, Lois." Clark watched her leave and sighed.
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"That was a complete waste of time," Nightwing told Batgirl as they returned to their motorcycles. "I mean, I feel like Batman has sent us on a wild goose chase." He climbed onto his bike and waited for Batgirl to do the same.
"No. Coming here had been my idea." She put on her helmet and made eye contact with Nightwing. "Do you think she did this?"
"I don't know." He put on his helmet and started his cycle. "We need to help him though."
Batgirl started hers too. "The Justice League is helping him."
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"She's not dead." The Joker stated what the assassin already knew. He kicked his feet up onto his desk and frowned. "That doesn't make me laugh."
The crooked cop stood from his seat. "I'm sorry, Mr. Joker. Superman showed. I had her, but he swooped in and saved her!"
"Calm down. I know how that ridiculous Justice League can ruin all our plans without even trying." Joker also stood and gave a convincing smile. "Why don't you just keep the money I gave you, and we'll just forget it all. We break even." The Joker extended his hand. "Put it there, pal."
The cop took the hand and instantly felt an electric current travel through his body. The Joker cackled as the assassin continued to shake. Finally, the guy dropped dead. Joker pulled off his ring and smoothed his green hair.
Harley walked in. "Should I get the boys to clean this mess?"
"Sure. Hey Harl, tell our little feline to lay low. It looks as if Miss Kyle is on vacation. If our Catwoman makes a move before Selina comes home, Batsy will know exactly what we're up to."
She smiled. "Got it, Mr. J."
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"Wow. The Earth is beautiful from up here."
Green Lantern glanced to his left as Selina Kyle came to stand beside him. He nodded in response and stared back out at the planet.
She gave a gorgeous smile. "I've never been in space before."
"Not many have. Aren't you fortunate?"
"Army or Marines?"
"What?" GL gave a puzzled look.
Selina laughed. "I've dated a military man before. You sound like one. I can tell you're not from the Air Force or the Navy."
"Oh." Lantern couldn't help but smile. "Marines. You're good at reading people. I'm impressed." He looked passed the blonde when he noticed Hawkgirl walking to another part of the Watchtower.
"So, you dating Red?"
"Excuse me?" his stern voice questioned.
"I saw the way you looked at her. Why don't you go and brush her wings for her?"
He narrowed his glowing eyes. "Right. Where's the kid?"
With a smirk, she answered, "He's washing up."
Green Lantern ignored her last reply and changed the subject. "Not to be rude, but why is Batman even considering helping you?"
"I seduced him." She chuckled and leaned against the railing. "No. I think he's seduced me. We've got this strange connection."
"I think I'm following."
"Don't even try to understand; I don't. Hey, is there a gym here with a treadmill or something?" Once GL pointed her in the right direction, she walked away. The Flash soon came to replace her.
"That chick is a slut."
GL scolded, "Don't say that. She seemed fine to me."
"Whatever." Flash rolled his eyes. "Dude, she's weird. That girl had two mood swings in front of me. Either something is wrong with her, or she's a few cards short of a full deck."
"I think we should have Hawkgirl talk to her."
"Good plan. If she tries anything, Hawkgirl can beat her down with that mace." Flash laughed to himself and yawned. "I'm hungry. I wonder if Bats stacked any burgers in this place."
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Keep moving... What's gonna happen?