The Clocktower was done, and it was time for Barbara to move in. Laura thought about waiting till Helena showed up, but no one knew when that would be. Laura convinced Barbara to go out to eat and then shopping with her. It would take at least three hours, giving Alfred plenty of time to move boxes to the Clocktower. After the shopping spree, Laura headed towards the Clocktower. She pulled into the back alleyway to park.

"Where are we? This isn't your place," Barbara glanced around, not seeing much in the alley.

"There is something I want to show you. Come on, you can trust me," Laura got out of the car and pulled Barbara's chair out of the back.

"I don't know about that. Remember when you sat me up with that guy who turned out to be gay," Barbara slid into her chair with ease.

Laura shut the door, "Ok, so one time."

"And then there was that time during summer break when you told me to jump in the lake and it turned out to be too shallow and I broke my leg," Barbara allowed Laura to push her.

"Ok, so twice."

"And then there was that time..."

"Ok, ok, I get it. But, I promise you will like your surprise this time."

Barbara rolled her eyes, "What are we doing here. This is a dead end."

Laura stopped in front of the hidden door, "You'll see." Laura pressed her hand against an old cracked piece of the wall and heard Barbara gasp when it opened revealing a new door, which when opened, revealed the elevator.

"What in the world?"

Laura smiled and wheeled Barbara into the elevator. Laura pressed the A and the elevator began to move.

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Helena had been on the street for two weeks now. Her clothes were beginning to smell and it bothered her. She would sneak into the school and take a shower in the evenings. The coffee shop was a great supply for breakfast and she managed to steal food from the grocery store and the outside markets.

At first, Helena ran into several street people, they were rough and scared her. So Helena usually kept to herself. She was becoming really lonely. She missed Barbara. She missed the way Barbara would discipline her, and make her feel loved. Helena had seen Barbara and Laura a few times on the street during the day, but she never approached them.

Helena's abilities were developing faster and she couldn't control them. One of the rooms in the Old Gotham house was destroyed where she went on a rampage. Walls were banged in, shredded paper covered the floor, and her body had bruises from when she fought with herself. It was like another person was taking over her and she couldn't stop it. She was scared, confused, and lost.

She was afraid of what she may do. Her strength had increased to the point where she could put her fist through a brick wall. These episodes, as she called them, came without warning and she couldn't prevent them from occurring. This kitten was turning into a cat and she didn't trust herself.

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The doors of the elevator opened in a small hallway. Laura took a key out of her purse and opened the only visible door. Inside there was a large apartment area. A small sitting area with a TV was placed in the center. A small kitchen was off to the side and a laundry area hidden behind sliding doors. There were three individual bedrooms of large size. The bathroom was placed adjacent to Barbara's room, with a regular access for anyone else.

The main area was a little small for Barbara's liking, but it was cozy. And Barbara liked it, "Thank you, Laura. It is very homey."

"You haven't seen all of it yet, Babs."

"There is more. But what else could there be?" The apartment had all the main necessities.

"You will see," Laura wheeled Barbara out of the apartment and locked the door behind her. They went back into the elevator and Laura pressed the number one. The elevator panel turned around to reveal a security panel. Laura pressed in a pass number sequence and the elevator began to move upward.

The elevator came to a stop and the doors opened.

Barbara couldn't believe what she saw. This place was amazing. Laura watched Barbara's eyes grow and smiled to herself. She pushed Barbara out of the elevator and Alfred greeted them.

"Welcome home, Miss. May I take your jackets? Is there anything I may get for you?" Laura handed their jackets to Alfred and took a look at Barbara.

"No, thank you, Alfred. We are fine."

Barbara shook her head and looked up at Alfred, "What do you mean welcome home? I don't live here."

"You do now," Laura handed Barbara a peace of paper with her access codes on it, "Bruce called me and asked if there was anything he could do for the woman taking care of his daughter. I told him you were going to need a new place to live and he gave you this place. We had to do a lot of remodeling, but I think it turned out great. The bottom part we were just in, is the main apartment where you will sleep, and this is the place for the crime fighter in you."

"He knows about Helena."

"Yes. He terminated his parental rights and won't fight you for her."

"This is amazing," Barbara glanced around at what she saw.

In the middle of the room was a raised metal platform. Three sections were divided with computers sitting on metal tables. Flat screen TV's hung from the upper level. The platform was accessible by three metal ramps, one between each computer section. Visible from the platform was the kitchen. It was simple, with a square working area in the middle and plenty of space for Barbara's wheelchair to go around it. There were glass doors, which lead to a balcony under the clock face. A chemical lab area was placed to one side of the elevator with a spiral staircase in the other corner that led to the second level.

Laura and Barbara stepped back into the elevator and rode it to the second level. When they stepped out Barbara looked down at the view. A balcony ran the entire way around from one side of the clock face to the other side. On the left side of the clock face was a large sitting area. Two large couches were placed facing each other with a small table in the middle. On the far end was a large chair, inviting Barbara to sit in it.

Directly across from the sitting area, on the other side of the clock face, was a kitchen area. In the middle of the kitchen was a table for with a large walkway between it and the kitchen counters so Barbara's chair would fit between.

A hallway ran in the middle of the balcony leading towards the back. As soon as you turned down the hallway a full bathroom was immediately on the right. It was very large and made so it was easily accessible for Barbara.

Just past the bathroom, at the end of the hallway, it opened up into a large training room. The floor was covered with blue mats. There was a set of six gym lockers. A rack was set up with every type of weapon imaginable. Hand held punching and kicking bags were hung on the wall. Martial arts work out bags were pushed off to the side, ready to be pulled out for a work out. A punching bag hung from the sealing. Off in the corner were Barbara's contraptions used for her therapy. It was the perfect training room.

Barbara looked around the room, taking it all in. She turned to Laura, "What is this for? I have no use for it."

Laura got on her knees to look Barbara in the eyes, "You will need a place to train Helena. And you will need these things to properly train her."

"And if she doesn't come back?"

Laura lowered her eyes and spoke the truth, "Then you will need this to train someone to stop her."