Chapter 11:

Frisky

Batman flew swiftly away from the frightened Isis taking one more glance at her. What's up with her? Maybe I shouldn't have left her alone. It was getting late so Batman flipped from building to building on his way back to the Batcave.

Finally reached the Batcave a bit tired and worn out, "Next time I'm taking the cycle," he told Mr. Wayne as a he pulled back his mask.

"I suppose it's alright if you go home," Mr. Wayne picked up the phone, "I'll call you a cab," he dialed the numbers on the phone.

"Thank you Mr. Wayne," Terry took of his bat suit and put it away in the cave. It felt pretty good to get out of the suit. Sometimes it could get so uncomfortable. He looked down at his hand forgetting that he had written Isis' number on it earlier. I should really call her and see if she's okay…but its way to late now.

"Something on your mind McGinnis?" Mr. Wayne asked from behind him, "You look a little worried."

"Oh, it's nothing really. Just a little…confused."

"What has gotten you confused? Come, prêt ell." Mr. Wayne insisted.

"Well I guess this girl…" Terry scratched the back of his head.

"Dana?"

"No. Me and Dana are over with."

Mr. Wayne shook his head, "I swear; you kids these days can never make up your minds."

Terry shrugged at the old man's comment, "Well anyway, this other girl, I saved her tonight and she seemed kind of angry that I did; or something like that," Terry's eyes narrowed in thought, "I should of stayed with her."

"It's alright Terrance; she was probably just in shock. She was in a life death situation. She had every right to act like that," Wayne explained.

At that moment Ace began barking outside, "Guess my ride's here," Terry realized, "Check you later Mr. Wayne," Terry exited the Batcave as Wayne stood there and rolled his eye at the boy's comment.

Terry found himself awakening in another day of the week. He was still very worried about Isis, but he figured that since she was suspended she'd be sleeping in today so he couldn't call her now. Plus he figured that if might be kind of weird if he did call at an early hour like this. So he went about his morning routine haunted by the thoughts of Isis' well being.

He headed for the door when he suddenly he remembered that Max hadn't been at school yesterday. He had so much to tell her. Max would love the story of when Isis beat the shit out of Dana. Recalling those memories made Terry laugh but at the same time, he was missing Isis even more.

Through his train of thought, he had managed to run into Max along the way. He's voice had a touch of excitement, "Hi Max! You missed a lot yesterday," his smile became a controversial frown once again.

"Hey Terr; something wrong?" Max asked.

Terry pondered this for a moment. He didn't really know what to say, "Okay…I'll start from the beginning," Terry paused to clear his head, "Well, I guess it started when I found out Isis goes to our school now."

Max's excitement rose, "Really! I can't wait to see her. She's such a nice gir—"

"You won't be seeing her today," Terry interrupted.

Her excitement dropped and was now to the level of confusion, "Why not?"

Terry shook his head in s slight state of frustration, "Will you just let me finish the story?"

Max smiled, a little embarrassed, "Oh, sorry."

Terry continued, "Anyway, everyone was talking about the new girl. I didn't know who she was, but I soon found out in science class. And well of course it was Isis"

Max who was listening intently had just realized who he had that class with, "Her and Dana? Ohhh…"

" Isis was trying to be nice, but Dana just wouldn't accept her kindness. Sitting between Isis and Dana was one of the most awkward moments of my life," Max leaned in closer finding out how this story would conclude, "Then to my relief, class was over. Isis had to go find the counselor so we didn't get much time to talk and I figured that we could hang out after school."

Max was on the edge in suspense. Terry went on, "I turn around for one minute and when I turn back around I see Isis get smacked in the face and Dana got tackled to the floor," Max was in a surprised shock but was on the verge of busting into laughter, "So yeah, Isis is suspended."

"On her first day!"

"Yep."

There was a silence between Terry Max until Terry broke that silence, "And something else also happened to Isis…"

"What?" Max clenched her teeth.

Terry nudged Max into a more seclude place where they could talk in private, "When I was patrolling last night, I saved Isis."

"So she's okay right? Nothing to worry about?"

Terry's eyebrows narrowed, "Well I'm not sure. She didn't have any wounds. Maybe a few bruises, but…she seemed kind of out of it. Almost angry," Terry punch the brick wall behind him, "I should have stayed there with her!"

Max tried to comfort him, "Listen, I'm sure she's fine. I'd be angry to if my day was that bad."

"I guess you're right," Terry agreed.

Max looked down at his fist, "Look, you've gone and made yourself bleed!"

Terry leaned against the wall, "It's fine," he went into a moment of thought. Max stared at him awaiting his next move. He came to a conclusion to his unknown question, "I need you to do something for me."

"And that something is…" Max anticipated her answer.

Terry shook his head in assurance to himself, "Take notes for me in class. I'm skippin' today."

Terry turned around and walked the opposite direction from school leaving Max behind. Terry figured that he couldn't go back home. His mom would go AWOL if she found out he was skipping. But he had to get to a phone. He had plans to make.

Terry found the nearest payphone and shoved his money card. He looked to his hand. The faded number was barely traceable. He concentrated hard to make out the numbers, "555…1…1…87," he read aloud as he punched in the numbers, "I need a cell phone."

The phone began ringing.

A lazy "hello" answered the phone.

Making sure that it was the right number Terry asked, " Isis?"

The lazy voice shot to excitement, "Hi Terry!"

"Hi. Did I wake you?"

Terry heard the faint rustling of someone getting out of bed through the phone, "Oh no, you didn't."

Terry laughed a little hearing this lie, "Well how are you?"

"Um, I'm fine. By the way, why aren't you at school?"

"Didn't feel like going." Terry now noticed all the meows in the background, "Wow, you must have a lot of cats."

Isis had a nervous laugh, "Oh no; just one," the meows stopped as if she had entered another room.

Terry was getting a little tired of beating around the bush, but he didn't know what to say. He couldn't just ask her if she was attacked or if Batman saved her last night, "So…I hope you got home okay last night. I've been in detention before. Sometime they keep you pretty late. And I noticed that it started raining."

Isis was hesitant, "…Yeah…I got home fine. I took a cab."

Of course Terry knew she was lying, but he did want to push her any farther, she probably didn't want to talk about it. Terry didn't want to seem so obvious either, "Well that's good."

Terry's plans were to ask Isis to go out with him somewhere, but he couldn't think of where they should go. Especially during this time of day, "…So…"

Isis responded before he could ask, "We should go out somewhere today."

"Yeah, but where?"

Isis faltered, "Um, how about the museum. I hear good things about the Gotham Museum. I've always wanted to go."

"Really? Sound good to me."

"How about I meet you there around noon?"

Terry thought for a second. Maybe he should come get her. He knew what happened last time she walked alone, "Maybe I should come get you. Gotham isn't very safe."

"I'll be fine!" Isis sounded a little touchy but soon realized her rudeness, "I'm sorry. But I'm sure I can take care of myself."

Terry was a little shocked at Isis' response, "…Okay. Um, I'll see you then," I hope, he thought to himself, "Well I'll see you there."

"You too; bye."

"Bye," Terry hung up the pay phone and took out his pay card. He'd definitely need it tonight. He started on his way to the museum. It was kind of early, but he had nothing else to do. It's not like he could go back home and take a little nap.

As he walked, he came across a little shop. The shop was filled with all kinds of fragrant flowers of every color. But the color that caught his eye was the deep red of the color of Isis' lips the first time he saw her.

He entered the flower shop and headed straight for that exact bouquet of roses. These would make a perfect addition to there date tonight. Terry paid for them at the front counter and went off on his way. They were a bit expensive but he knew it would be worth it.

Terry felt a little stupid standing in front of the museum with a bouquet of roses. But soon a yellow hover cab stopped at the front. Inside was his beautiful love interest. She looked different. Terry couldn't make it out, but for some reason she had something different about her. It wasn't a bad difference, but it had a little perplexed.

She walked up to him with a slightly shy look on her face. Terry nervously handed the flowers to her with one hand and scratched the back of his head with the other. Isis' face was happily shocked, "Thank you so much Terry!" She hugged him tightly.

He didn't notice it when he talked to her on the phone earlier, but her voice also seemed different. Once again Terry couldn't figure it out, "You're welcome," Terry put his arm around Isis and they entered the museum.

Terry paid for both of their museum tickets. This was going to set him back a bit. The museum was having an exhibited on Egyptian culture. As they enter the room they could see the hieroglyphics fill the room. It was amazing that these things were still around.

"So you like the Egyptian?" Terry asked Isis to strike up some conversation.

"Yeah, there culture was pretty interesting. I hear they worshiped cats."

"Yeah," Terry assured her, even though she knew the whole story of cat worshiping, "Hey look at this," Terry pointed out a mummified body, "Wow…"

No response came from Isis, " Isis?" Terry turned around to see where she had gotten of to.

Isis' stare entrapped with a small jeweled cat statue. She was practically hypnotized. She slowly reached out for the statue as if some other force was wielding her body. She shook her head to lose the enchanting spell the statue had set on her and pulled her hand back. Isis looked at the statue intently.

Terry came from behind Isis causing her to jump a little, "Damn you're sneaky," Isis let of a short unenthusiastic laugh, "Come here I want to show you something," Isis followed willingly.

Isis and Terry had traveled all through the exhibits and it was starting to get later. It was amazing that they had only been in there since noon, "Time really does fly when you're having fun," Isis mentioned.

Terry had just realized what time it was also, "Oh crap, it already 7:00"

"You wanna go somewhere else?" she invited.

Terry thought on this and suddenly remembered of his Batman duties, "That's probably not a good idea. My mom probably already found out about me skipping school."

Isis was disappointed, "Oh, I understand," then as if she suddenly remembered something herself she looked back in the direction of the Egyptian exhibit, "Maybe you're right. I should be getting home also.

They walked to the exit door. Not many people were around. Many had already left and not many people come to the museum on a week day. Isis put Terry's arms around her waist to making him feel less uncomfortable. This shocked Terry a bit but he held on tighter, "I had a great time today Terr," Isis temptingly whispered.

Mouth to mouth Terry whispered back, "I'm…glad."

The two of then were caught up in the loving moment. Time seemed still and the two's lips inched leisurely together. Isis wrapped her arms around Terry and kissed harder; entwined in a long passionate kiss.

Isis broke of leaving Terry wanting more, "I'll see you later," She walked off sassily leaving Terry there longing.

"Damn…" he quietly spoke to himself.