A ring sounded out into the night, causing the lions to run away. Damn it. How many times have I told people not to call me when I am working! A woman in a lioness costume slowly stood up as she watched the pride run away. This had better be important or someone is going to get it! She walked to a dark green jeep hidden by the darkness of night. Leaned over and picked up the ringing cell phone.

"Dr. Laura Harris. How can I help you?"

"Yes, this is Andrew Jackro of Jackro, Kelly, and Keaton attorney at law. I am calling in regards to your cousin Selina Kyle. I am sorry to tell you this but she was killed tonight." The lawyer stated simply. As if this was something he had to tell people everyday.

"What!" Laura covered her mouth in disbelief. Selina, what have you gotten yourself into. I thought you stopped that life when you had Helena.

"She and her daughter were walking home after a play and she was stabbed on the street. Anyway I am calling about her daughter, Helena, I believe. Selina requested that a Barbara Gordon be notified if anything happened to her, but we have been unable to find her. Helena is waiting for someone to come and get her at the hospital and since you were listed as her only living relative, I wondered if you would be able to get her. If you are not able to, she will be placed in a foster home.

Helena, I can't let that happen to you. Where on earth is Barbara. "I can be there in three hours"

"Of course. She is at the New Gotham hospital when you arrive. I will notify the police, who are with her, that you are coming. Good day, Doctor." Jackro hung up the phone, glad to have his job done.

After hanging up with the lawyer, Laura quickly dialed her house number. "Jeffrey, fire up the jet and pack my bags I am needed in New Gotham. Oh, and call Mark tell him to get my apartment together and have my car ready when I arrive." Laura hung up and jumped into her jeep. She glanced back at where the lion pride had come to rest. Guess we will have to finish our work later. She drove off into the night leaving a cloud of dust behind her.

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"Flight 312 is now arriving at gate three. Flight 312 now arriving at gate three." The loud speaker in the airport announced as Laura looked for her assistant Mark. She walked past the ticket counter wearing a dark navy pantsuit with a black brief case. Around her neck hung a silver chain with a silver lion charm on it.

"Laura over her!" Mark called. He waved his hand in the air, jingled the keys to her awaiting car. They started to walk towards each other and Mark tripped over his own feet. Laura rolled her eyes. I told that guy to get himself some new shoes. I realize he loves fieldwork and you have to dress down for it, but can't he dress like a businessman when we are not in the field.

"I thought I told you to get some new shoes! Is everything arranged?" Laura picked up the pace as she walked to the parking lot.

"Your apartment it ready, car is gassed up, I cleaned your office, and I like these shoes. Here are your keys." Mark tossed her a set of colorful keys. "Purple is apartment, orange is office, and the non-colored ones are for your car. I know how you like things color coded." They reached the car. Laura took off her jacket and tossed it over the seat as she stepped in. Under the sleeve of her blouse the tail of her lion tattoo was visible. "Call, if you need anything." Mark yelled as Laura sped off in her jet black Cougar.

Laura sped through New Gotham with her windows rolled down. The fresh smell of rain still lingered in the air. Her head spun with thoughts of Helena. That poor child. Selina was all she had in the world. Why did this have to happen now? She is in the middle of her teenage years when a young woman needs her mother the most. And she doesn't even know about her mother's past. What will happen if people from Selina's past decide to show up? And her powers. I know that she has them, they just haven't appeared full force. What happens when they do? Selina needed to be there to explain things to Helena. Oh poor dear sweet Helena!

Laura's tires squealed as she turned into the hospital parking lot. She quickly jumped out, not grabbing her jacket, and ran to the hospital doors. Glancing around she noticed Helena sitting in a chair in the waiting room. A cop stood next to her holding a donut and flirting with the nurses.

"Helena!" Laura called out. She stretched out her arms as Helena runs into them.

"Cousin Laura!" Helena started to cry again. Laura held her close. "Mom is dead." Helena said softly.

"I know. I know, honey. But it wasn't your fault. You know that right?" Laura got no response from the crying girl.

"Umm, so I guess you're the lady I was supposed to wait for. Since you are here I guess I will go." The cop nervously looked around wanting to escape. Laura glanced up and nodded her head.

When the cop moved out of her view she saw Bruce Wayne stepping out of the elevator. Oh no, what does he want. Helena can't see him, he doesn't know he is her father or that she is Selina's daughter. Glancing around Laura spotted some vending machines.

"Helena, why don't you go get yourself something out of the vending machines. I have to see what I need to do to get you out of here." Helena sighed and wiped her eyes as Laura handed over some ones. Helena slowly walked towards the machines and ducks into the bathroom.

Laura looked over and saw Bruce storming towards her. Well he definitely spotted me. Laura pasted on a smile and waited for the confrontation.

"Laura. What are you doing here!" Bruce growled.

"Selina's lawyer notified me of what happened. I came as fast as I could." He looks like one of my angry male lions. Laura started coughing to cover up her smile that had started.

"I suppose since you are her only living relative. Barbara was also shot tonight." Bruce tried to cover the waver in this voice.

No, not Batgirl! That's why Selina's lawyer couldn't reach her. "Bruce I am sorry. How is she?"

"They are working on her now. The bullet cut through her spine. They had to call in a specialist." Bruce's eyes put on a determined look. "I need to take care of some business. Alfred is around if you need something."

With that he walked out of the hospital. Laura guessed he wouldn't be back. The pain in him ran to deep to ever heal. His one and only love was dead. His faithful protégé was injured. Likely to never fight again. He blamed himself and there was nothing anyone could do.