Casper chapter 6: Between the Two Fires

A/N lol so today was a really crappy day so forgive any really crappy writing that has come of it.

Renata

disclaimer: I don't own anything but the plot and any OC.

Chapter 6

Raven came out of the medical room with the girl behind her only to find Robin standing across the hall glaring profusely at them.

"What are you doing Raven?" he asked his voice low and obviously hiding very strong emotions.

"You need to call Clark Kent at work. She needs to call Bruce Wayne at work, and don't ever question me in that tone of voice again." Raven said simply and continued down the hall with the girl. Robin on the other hand wouldn't give up.

"She's a criminal Raven and you're treating her like a guest!" he yelled. For some unknown reason this case was really bugging him, and he could not understand it. Raven stopped and whispered something to the girl who obediently disappeared. With a swish of her clock Raven and Robin were both standing in the training room which was sound protected.

"I am treating her like a guest because she is innocent."

"You don't know that Raven! There is no evidence. None at all." Robin retorted.

"What the hell is your problem Robin?" Raven asked suddenly just as defensive "Why can't you see that this girl is clearly innocent? Why must you convict her before you even know her?"

Robin stopped his breathing coming heavily and his pulse racing; Raven had just accused him of being judgmental, hadn't she? Raven stopped yelling but still glared at Robin until a light bulb far over their heads burst and rained glass down upon them.

"How do you know?" asked Robin in barely more then a whisper.

"I read her thoughts and feelings. She's scared Robin, not guilty or proud like someone like that should be, she's scared."

"Why does she have to talk to Bruce?"

"Clark told her too."

"How does she know Clark?"

"That you will have to ask her yourself."

For a few seconds the two teammates stared at one another both deciding if this was really over. Robin sighed and nodded before turning to head out of the room. Raven let out her breath slowly and grabbed a new light bulb from a near by closet to replace the one her unruly emotions had broken. After that she meditated for a few seconds before leaving to find their new guest.

"I am Elizabeth St.James, I live in Gothem with my grandmother because my parents……" the girl paused in her explanation to Bruce Wayne by way of video phone "My parents died a long time ago."

Bruce nodded for her to continue as the girl's voice faltered speaking of her parents. Clearly something had gone on there that he was not being told, and probably for a good reason that had nothing to do with what was going on currently. The girl's gold blond hair had been drawn back into a simple pony tail revealing a strikingly beautiful face with chocolate brown eyes surrounded by glasses that hid the eyes beneath. She was not short, but at the same time was not too tall, she was maybe three inches shorter then Robin, who stood directly next to her, not including the teen age boy's hair. Her clothes were odd teen for a Gothem teenager. She wore a black corset over a white lamb's leg sleeved shirt with a square neck line. Her pants were black cargo pants with a piece of black and white ribbon acting as a belt. Her shoes appeared to be army boots with a killer tread. She faced him usually looking him in the eye but at times when something was hard for her to say she would glance directly down at her feet. So far nothing had been lied about, but now it would be interesting because now they got into the entire depth of the situation.

"My grandmother doesn't like me too much because I didn't respond well to her 'therapy' which was to try and be a perfect lady with the manners and the skirts and the frills and all, but that just wasn't me. I'm not a bad kid I get A's and B's act and dance a lot, but she doesn't like my clothes or my attitude towards life apparently. Anyway I moved in with her when I was seven. When I was eight she took me to Metropolis for a Miss Manners presentation and she had a heart attack in the performance. That's how I met Clark; he was kind enough to let me stay at his place overnight while they kept my grandmother in the hospital. After that he took an interest in me and kept in touch, once when I was sick he even came to Gothem to make sure my grandmother was taking good care of me."

Bruce again gave a short nod, he remembered a few years back Clark came into town to check on a friend and helped out with a drug lord bust. Robin was suddenly paying rapt attention Bruce could tell, the boy was staring directly ahead showing no emotion and not moving a muscle. Elizabeth had stopped speaking for a minute and then continued.

"Well I had scarlet fever really badly it turns out and after that weird things started happening. I was in the middle of gym class and I fell threw the bleachers, straight into the school basement, I got detention for being in an adults only place." Elizabeth added rather dejectedly "Anyway after that everything was bad. I was constantly in trouble for things I couldn't control and couldn't do and so I started reading up on power control and meditation and stuff. I slowly gained a little control, but people avoided me anyway. I got used to it and just kind of avoided society, but it's hard to avoid someone you lived with. My grandmother really started to hate me after I started getting in trouble more, she decided she would just ignore the fact that I had ever been born for a few weeks, that's how I learned to cook and do my own laundry, that was when I was thirteen. Clark found out about that and from then on I went to his house every other weekend. After that she tried to hit me every time I did something abnormal or weird, but I never actually got hit I would just phase into thin air when she tried."

"Let's skip to three days ago. What were you doing Monday afternoon?" interrupted Bruce now that he knew general background on the girl. Not that it hadn't been interesting, he had never known she and Clark had been so close.

"I was working on a school project at the library till five when it closes."

"Which library?" interrupted Robin for the first time speaking directly to her since he had berated her with questions.

"South Gothem High's, I don't usually use the school library but the books I needed weren't at the public library." Elizabeth answered quickly and truthfully. Bruce looked at the girl for a moment more, she was not all that extraordinary except for her powers and would probably be easily mistaken from a distance. It was entirely possible that someone could be framing her, but there was still no motive. Robin seemed to be ahead of him as the boy asked the most appropriate question.

"Alright you've proven that you could definitely have been framed, but why? You have so far shown no evidence to suggest that there would be a motive for framing you in specific."

"There…isn't one." Elizabeth muttered. For the first time both Bruce and Robin pierced her gaze; she had lied and they knew it.