A/N: I don't own Batman Beyond, I think the people of Warner Bros. do. This is Rated R for possible violence, and adult language, and anything Rated R that isn't too bad that I can think to put in here... lol

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Terry's phone rang urgently in his pocket, but he wasn't in the mood to pick up the phone. After it stopped, he continued what he was in the middle of doing, trying to ignore who he knew was calling. But after eight straight minutes of his phone going off, Dana shoved him off the couch they were on and folded her arms to her chest, looking pissed.

Terry sighed. Leave it to the old man to ruin my makeout session... He thought. He walked a few paces away to get some privacy, ignoring Dana's cold glare, and answered the phone on what probably was the fiftieth ring. "Yeah?" He asked, annoyance in his tone.

"Whatever you're doing, it can wait. There's a robbery in the corner of 6th street and 18th avenue, across from a drug store. The police aren't doing a very good job at stopping the suspects... get over there." Terry rolled his eyes, sighing. "NOW."

"Fine, I'll be there within five minutes." He hung up the phone, shoving it angrily into his pocket. "Dana...."

"Yeah, yeah.... Mr. Wayne needs you." She sighed. "I'll see you at school tomorrow."

He walked over to her and they kissed one last time, and then he walked out of the door and ran to his motorcycle, unlocking the compartment to where his bat suit was concealed.

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Within five minutes he arrived, noticing the bank was surrounded by cops, sirens blaring. He glided to the side of a brick wall, and turned his invisibility on, moving his hand towards his head to activate his listening device.

Sure enough, he heard Commissioner Gordon barking orders to several police men. He knew that if she saw him, he'd be a dead bat... so he kept his invisibility on as he glided past the front of the bank, towards a back alley.

Sure enough... the cops have the whole bank surrounded, but don't even think of the alley that the crooks can escape from... he thought, aggravated. No wonder Mr. Wayne told him to take over.

He watched from where he was standing, looking down both ways of the alley. At first, he saw and heard nothing suspicious. He was surprised he could even see, it was so dark out. But after a few moments, he noticed movement. If it wasn't for that huge bag leaking money and their suspicious demeanor, I don't know how I would have spotted them... he remarked, noting the robbers' stupidity. Just one sweep and the robbers would be in police custody within a heartbeat, and maybe he could even get back to Dana without her getting too mad.

He glided over and dropped in front of them. They were standing near the corner near the end of the alley, trying to find a way to escape without getting caught by the police. Terry touched one of them on the shoulder. "Nope, I don't think you'll get out that way." He told them, smirking as he watched the two of them squirm upon seeing him.

"The...The bat!" One of them exclaimed, stupidly dropping the money. Terry sighed, sick of small talk. The guy's partner grabbed the money from the ground and tried to make a hasty run for it, but Terry swooped after him and grabbed him by the collar of his shirt. The guy screamed in terror as he was taken several feet off the ground, and Terry dumped him right in front of the Commissioner who was too busy barking orders on her walky-talky to think of looking in the alley. She saw him immediately, and two police officers rushed forward to handcuff the guy as Terry quickly swooped back to the alley, thinking the other one was still there. But the alley was dark, shadowed, and conspicuously empty.

"Good thinking, Terry." Mr. Wayne said over the frequency in Terry's bat suit. "Leave one of the thugs there while you deliver the other one, so he'll get away."

"It wasn't my fault, at least I got the money back, and I'm sure the other dude will squeal." He retorted, gliding back to the ground. "Can I go now?" He asked, hearing the sirens finally dying down and leaving. "That is, if you don't want me to try and find the other guy... after all, he may have a stolen dollar bill that he slipped from that huge sack of money. We wouldn't want to lose a bit of it, you know."

"You know better than to backtalk me, Terry." He heard the old man reply huskily. "But go home, I'll contact you if anything else comes up tonight."

"Thanks."

He walked back to where his motorcycle was hidden, and quickly changed back into his clothes, shoving the bat suit back into it's compartment. He knew it was too late to go back to Dana's, especially since her father was probably home by now... So he went home, and fell asleep immediately.

I can't think of anything I want to add to this chapter, so this is it. And for some reason I just tend to make smallchapters...and this is no exception. I'll try try TRY to make them longer, though.If you like it, please review. Thanks.