Soo this was my other project. Along with Trinity and A New Legacy these are the stories I've been focusing on.
What you see in the summary is what you get! if your wondering why Damian and Cassie, when I first thought of this like a year ago, I wanted to think of something that was a bit more improbable in the current state of DC Comics, and one that would be interesting, at least in my mind. Then DCeased went and did it, and I felt like a genius. It would take a dystopian future for Damian and Cassie to get together, and I thought...well an unwanted pregnancy isn't that different is it?
Anyways this is probably my most liked story so, I hope you all enjoy.
The Full Summary on AO3: It...It was one moment of weakness it should have never happened. If he could take it back he most definitely would. For goodness sake he was the Son of Batman, a once heir to the Demon's Throne. Getting a girl pregnant? That was such a Grayson thing to do, he'd blame the costume, but he knew this was on him. Damian Wayne had to own up to his mistake, and first...that meant telling Drake he got his friend Cassie pregnant. Christ, Alfred was going to kill him. An AU in which Damian Wayne and Cassie Sandsmark indulge in something they may end up regretting.
This was annoying. It really was. 5 years strong as Robin and the last two as Nightwing, and this wouldn't get any less annoying. Damian drove into the Alleyway and quickly stashed his motorcycle and quickly hopped up the side of the building. San Francisco was no Gotham, but it's rooftops functioned well enough.
Damian took a moment to survey the dark San Francisco night sky before looking at his holo-computer in slight disgust. As he was thinking that this was very, very annoying. Putting criminals in jail for the fourth and fifth and sixth times. It'd annoy him to now end. Especially when it came to guys with Rapsheets as long as Dr. Light.
How many times had Nightwing, the old Nightwing put this clown in Jail with his Teen Titans? From the account of his records at least 6 times. How many times did Red Hood's Teen Titan's put him away? Probably none because he's the Dead Robin who never got a Teen Titans.
But how many times did Red Robin's Teen Titans put him in jail, a whopping 11 times they put that fool in jail. 11 times.
Damian's own Teen Titans had put the guy in jail a whopping 1 time. It wasn't all that surprising honestly. 2 times he had created the Teen Titans, and more or less each time it failed. When was the last time they had called a meeting? It had to be bordering on a year and half now right?
Regardless it didn't even matter. The point was this guy had been imprisoned a inane 18 times. Or maybe more correctly, this guy had ESCAPED prison, a whopping 18 times. 18 times, and that was just the amount for a guy like Doctor Light. He wasn't even considered an A-Lister. What about guys like Joker and Two-Face? Riddler and Scarecrow? Harley Quinn and Poison Ivy? Though those last two had admittedly been pretty calm for the last 2 to 3 years, his point still stood.
He couldn't help but think what 10 or even 13 year old him would be thinking right now. And that was that they were making things harder on themselves. Things might just be easier if they had a more...permanent solution to their villains.
Damian shook his head in frustration "Can't be thinking like that." He murmured to himself. He went to pull down his hood before he realized it wasn't there and ran a gloved hand through his hair while his computer continued to run a trace around the city. That way of thinking had gotten him into too much trouble in the past. Trouble he had adeptly avoided since he was 14. He didn't need to bring it back.
Batman didn't think like that. And he was going to be Batman. Someday, hopefully one that wasn't too far away.
Trace complete the computer rang out. Great nearly no new information. He'd need to go to Titans Tower for more information.
Might as well do a little patrol before he headed back. No Batman to watch his every move. He might as well enjoy a bit of freedom.
Damian patrolled the area for 30 minutes before returning for his bike. It was always an enjoyable exercise, and like always no one could keep up with him.
I mean they couldn't before. Not when he was barely 5 feet and a little over 120 pounds. What were they supposed to do now that he was pushing 6ft and 180 pounds? Quite simply he was a machine, and anyone who fought with him knew it. The goons knew it too.
"Oh man, it's Batman." One of the drug dealers called
"You wish." Damian said through gritted teeth. He flew with ease and a grace that even Dick Grayson would be impressed by. Wingdings were flicked with a precision that a prime Batman would envy, and kicks were placed with a precision that Cain would be happy with.
He knew sometimes he could be a little...proud. But it was hard when you were quite literally, the best at everything you did. And to him it simply wasn't close.
Damian spun and threw a kick to a goon's temple knocking him out. A 13 year old him would have exerted much more energy trying to reach the height of the man's head, now it was one swift move. A palm strike to the next guy left him wheezing and so vulnerable for a quick jab to the temple.
"Aye, I yield, I yield!" The last goon said fearfully "Please man, Please, I swear I didn't even want to be doing this. I have a sister-
"Stop." Nightwing commanded, quickly he stopped. He couldn't have been older than 20. He didn't look like your typical dealer, dressed in clothes that were much too good for the street. "If you need money there are 10x better ways to get some cash. There's a Wayne Foundation building that specializes in getting people like you who need money quickly. It's on 58th and Weston. Do you know where that is?"
"Yes, yes I do." He stuttered
"So stop wasting your time out here and go. Because the next time I see you out here, I'm putting you away." Damian told him
"Thank-Thank you." He nodded and ran off.
Damian sighed and made a move for his bike. That was a Nightwing thing to do right? Dick would help anyone, and that's the mentality he'd try to take while he wore the costume. Damian nearly mounted his beloved motorcycle Before he felt a movement behind him, he didn't even blink before throwing a wingding into the shadows of the alleyway, and prepping more. Did he make a mistake letting that kid go? He hadn't heard the telltale sound of the wingdings hitting, but it wasn't likely he missed either.
"You have 3 seconds to show yourself before I take you out." His voice brokered no room for argument. As he got older the light nasally tone to his voice disappeared. Puberty did a number on him, his voice not as deep as his fathers, or Jason's unique blend of death and cigarettes. But it beat out Nightwing and Drake.
"Can you calm down kid?" Wonder Girl came flying out of the shadows with an annoyed look on her face "You always shoot first and ask questions later."
Damian looked at the blonde with her long flowy hair, and her admittedly curvaceous body not that her costume did the best of concealing it. Her costume had been upgraded since the last time he had seen it. Definitely more Amazonian armor this time then just a plain red t-shirt. The Red, Blue, and Yellow did remind him a lot of Wonder Woman. And he hated to admit she did have that commanding presence a Wonder Woman should have. No wonder it wouldn't be long before she had the mantle.
Damian finally stopped staring her down and just kept walking to his bike "I only shoot first when people try to sneak up on me. It's never happened before, I'd like to keep it that way." He finally responded
Cassie sighed and nearly facepalmed "Oh man, all my memories of working with you are coming back. Damian." Cassie groaned "Just as annoying as I remembered."
"Great. I didn't ask." Damian brushed her off and revved up his motorcycle "I don't know if you haven't noticed Wonder Girl. I'm not Drake, I'm not Beast Boy, I'm not Clone Boy, or one of your other idiotic friends. You don't have to make conversation with me. You can leave."
You could see her visibly recoil at the mention of the Clone's name. No surprise they had broken up a few times if he could recall. Jon would usually stay at the manor cause Conner would be insufferable.
Then again when was he not? At least to Damian anyway.
"Look, I didn't mean to offend Damian," Cassie started
"Not offended." Damian insisted "And stop calling me Damian. It's Nightwing, been that way for awhile, though you and the others never deigned to call me Robin either, so I'm not surprised at your lack of collegiality."
Cassie sighed, and Damian could tell he was grinding her gears, good. She was being annoying.
"Regardless, Nightwing. I'm here because I'm tracking Dr. Light. I got a tip from Tim that you were working on this as well, and I thought, well. A team up wouldn't hurt right?" Cassie said somewhat unenthusiastically
Nightwing deadpanned, if his mask wasn't glued on so tight she'd definitely see him quirking his eyebrows "Are you serious? Drake sent you...And you want to team up with me? As Red Hood would say, sounds like horseshit."
Cassie frowned and it seemed to be the last straw for her "Whatever fine! I tried to be civil, if you don't want to team up I'll find Dr. Light myself, Asshole." And with that she was flying off. Damian had a face of surprise, as usually from what he could remember Cassie wasn't that easy to rile up. Then again he had to have worked with her a total of two times.
"Wait!" Damian called out, pausing Cassie mid-flight "Come back." He demanded, causing her this time to be the one quirking her eyebrow. "I mean, relax, I hadn't meant to offend either."
"Look, I said your story sounded like a lie. I never said I wouldn't work with you." Damian revved up his engines once again "Meet me at Titans Tower, will go from there."
And with that he sped off. Working with Drake's friends never ended well, it's why he rarely did it, and when it happened it was never by choice. Sigh, This was going to suck wasn't it?
WINGDINGS
Damian looked up in the sky a couple times only to make sure Cassie was still flying over him to the Tower. Should have bugged her. It was already past 10 so if he had any hopes of getting back to Gotham before dawn, they needed to do this quick.
He went around the back of the tower to the parking garage, Wonder Girl was already there waiting for him, and together they took the elevator up, it was a quiet and awkward affair one where Nightwing found the only interesting thing was analyzing Cassie more.
She had her arms crossed over her chest and was lightly tapping her foot, clearly she was tense. And something told him it definitely wasn't because of Doctor Light.
"See something interesting?" Cassie asked. He couldn't tell if it was a threat, or if she was teasing, but he didn't give her a response anyway instead exiting the elevator and heading straight for the computer room.
"Around 4 weeks ago San Francisco has been victim to power surges, causing blackouts that have lasted from 30min to 11hours at a time. Severe amounts of power have been taken, or somewhat siphoned away, to where I'm not sure. Arthur Light however recently escaped prison, Facial Recognition has spotted him in San Francisco and he's prime suspect number 1. Recently Star Labs had a prototype generator in the works. The Generator was supposedly going to convert electrical, light, and other forms of energy into a clean and sustainable energy output source that could in theory power cities for years at a time."
"And how would that work?" Cassie asked intrigued
"I could use the time to explain it to you, or we could catch Dr. Light." Nightwing said. If she wanted to learn how to use the machine she should read a book.
"Fair." Wonder Girl nodded "So do you have a plan?"
Nightwing nodded slowly, okay that was a bit unexpected, no sassy remarks, no talk about heritage, or an insult meant to sting for days, no barbs being traded back and forth. This wasn't usually how being with Drake's friends went.
"I know what you're thinking." Wonder Girl had a small smile on her face "You and Conner and Bart do a pretty good job of fighting every second of the day, but I remember the two of us could always be pretty civil."
And that was true mostly. Damian scoffed "That's not how I remember it. It doesn't matter anyway. We have to focus on the mission Wonder Girl, I was under the impression you could do that?"
She sighed and shook her head, seeming to regret thinking that her and Nightwing could ever be civil "Sure, like I said, what's the plan?"
"The plan is simple." Damian started explaining quickly "Dr. Light is a genius and has powers to boot you know that, but he's also suffered attacks to his mental psyche. Official Psychiatric breakdowns classify him as insane. But I'm sure you already knew that. First things first is destroying the machine, The generator that could power cities, Dr. Light is probably using it to power himself. What he will do with that power is unknown as motives are still unclear."
"Alright." Cassandra nodded, she wasn't actually looking at the screen instead giving a quick once over Damian who was hunched over the computer screen. "Sounds solid, anything about the generator we need to know? Radiation anything like that?"
"No, you should be able to destroy the generator without worrying about blowing up the city." Nightwing assured
"Alright then." Cassandra said determinedly "What are we waiting for?"
"I'm going to stock up. You should take a moment and make sure your head is in the game."
Cassandra was surprised but quickly schooled her face "What's that's supposed to mean?"
"It means." Damian walked away to the armory "That we hardly ever work together, And I rather not have to carry your corpse back to Wonder Woman because you were thinking about whatever's bothering you instead of the mission."
Cass wasn't even given the chance to retort as Nightwing left her alone in the main room, and she couldn't lie she was fuming "Worst part is it might be true." she muttered to herself
Damian himself was smirking as he stocked up on special wingdings. Explosive gel, and smoke pellets. A couple of freeze grenades, and of course EMPs. He should be fine. And at worst if he couldn't handle it, there was an Amazon who'd be there it should be simple.
That obviously depended if she'd be too focused on staring at his body instead of Doctor Light. Though he couldn't say much anyway. He had done the same to her the moment he saw her. No matter how annoying she was, he couldn't deny, she was stunning. From her hair to her long legs…
God this costume was literally turning him into Grayson. It didn't help much that he grew his hair out a little longer, what did Stephanie say the other day. He looked as if his father wanted to dress as Grayson for a day?
It didn't matter, it was mission time, no more time for screwing around. And if he had any hope of making it back to Gotham, they needed to head on out now.
The automatic doors slid open and he stepped out. Wonder Girl seemed to be in her favourite position arms crossed around her chest with a plain look on her face. "Ready to go?" she asked
"Are you in the right mind for the mission?" Damian retorted back, he had made sure it wasn't too condescending, he really did want to know if he was taking a liability with him right now, and was being offensive.
"I think so." Cassie said honestly "Thanks for worrying Damian, but I'm fine."
Nightwing nodded "Good, and I wasn't worried. Now let's head out." and the two ventured back into the elevator which was quickly turning into another awkward affair.
"Here." Damian thrusted a comm link into her hand "Put it on the 3rd channel. Just in case we need to communicate."
"Smart move, you know, you're much different from the young kid I remember." Cassie said. He wasn't sure if that was a compliment or not
"Well yes, it's called growing up. Everyone does it." Nightwing rolled his eyes behind the mask
Cassie laughed "Yeah, I just remember when you were littler, some of the Titans we used to say that you'd never grow up, and that you would probably always be a tiny ball of rage...you know what? I'm starting to think I should have kept my mouth shut." Cassie trailed off
"No go on, I want to hear more about how much of a brat you all thought I was. Not like I had to hear it whenever I saw you." Nightwing exited the elevator onto his bike. "32nd and 4th street. Weston, you can't miss the warehouse."
She might have made an effort to call his name, but he didn't care and revved the motorcycle, before disappearing into the night. Cause he so needed Cassie Sandsmark telling him that she would always see him as some bratty kid. Especially when she was moping about some dumb breakup with the clone.
He shouldn't be so torn up about this, but it really wasn't fair. It felt like no one was defined by their past actions. Except for him. He had been raised by an Assassins guild till he was 10, so of course his thinking might have been a little wayward for a while.
He was brash, a little overconfident, and possibly a little rude to people he had thought were below him. Okay you would be to if your Mother told you, you were going to be the next Alexander the Great. Every night.
He was raised to believe that he would have control of not just a tiny city like Gotham, but the entirety of the world, that he could take what he wanted, and do what he wanted, and no one could stop him because he was Damian Wayne Al Ghul, a genetic masterpiece that the world was lucky to know.
And maybe most importantly he was raised as a killer. Not just any killer, not some bounty hunter, not even some above average assassin, but the greatest killer the world had ever seen. He had trained with Shiva, David Cain, Merlyn, Deathstroke, His own mother Talia Al Ghul, and the Demon's Head himself. He fought his own team Demon's Fist single handedly and won. Destroyed every quest on the Year of blood, died and was resurrected. All this before he was 13.
And that was all he knew for a long time, things like that weren't so easy to shake. So when people constantly underestimated him, put him in this box, for the past two years as this guy who is a few seconds away from killing everyone in his path it pissed him off.
He had spent years under Grayson, doing his best to live up the example he so clearly set. And then his father came back and it was like he had to do everything all over again, all while fighting himself and everything he ever knew. It...It just wasn't fair, Tim could have some version from the future come and try to kill Superboy and no one would bat an eye.
You do one wrong thing and you lose the benefit of the doubt. You are that thing for the rest of your life.
Goodness, he was getting way too worked up over a little comment. Todd would be dying of laughter, if he heard what he was thinking right now. It wasn't that deep. At least he kept telling himself that. Because honestly it was.
Damian parked again in an alleyway and adeptly climbed up the building scoping out the Warehouse a few blocks away. He pulled out his wrist-computer and did his best to scan for any irregularities.
"Took you long enough." Damian commented without looking, it was obvious from her not quiet at all landing that Cassie finally made it.
"Look about what I said back there, I didn't mean it.-
"Didn't mean it?" Nightwing scoffed "Yeah okay, I don't need Wonder Woman's lasso to know that's a lie."
"Look what I mean to say is that, you were a brat before, and it's all I've really known you as, and can you really blame me? I mean it's not like we were friends, you hated being around us." Wonder Girl insisted
"I was 10 years old. It hadn't even been 6 months from the time I was pulled from an Assassins guild and dropped in the real world. I was raised to become the Next Ra's Al Ghul. What did you expect?"
"Oh come on, that doesn't change the fact that you were rude to everyone, You tried to kick out Beast Boy!"
"It's funny, because he's probably the only one who still doesn't hold it against me. Look, I understand from your perspective I must have been a problem, just dropped in your lap. But look at things from my perspective. I had just left the only place I called home, regardless if that's good or not, it was true. The League was my home. I left to join my father, the man, the myth, and the most hyped up legend I ever heard. Of course for the brief two months I knew the man, he wanted absolutely nothing to do with me." Damian reminisced. Cassie seemed to be listening intently, so he continued
"My Father dies without me ever getting the chance to prove to him that I was worth something. I get left with the original Nightwing who finally gets the balls to become Batman, I have the choice to go back to the League with my Mother and I reject to become Robin with some wannabe Batman. Regardless I accept. We become the best duo ever, even if things were a little tense between us. And just when I think I can finally settle in somewhere, Grayson loses faith in me and drops me off with a bunch of teens in San Francisco, all who adore the one brother I absolutely can't stand. And now, could I handle it? Easily. But I was 10 years old and pissed off."
Cassie sighed "I get that Damian but we did try to help you, you didn't want it. You didn't listen at all, you never wanted to be there. I tried to help but I can only do my best. Superboy, Impulse, and the others, I could only control them so much."
Damian rolled his eyes "That's cause I didn't want to be anywhere I wasn't wanted. From the moment I came you pulled Grayson aside and said you didn't want his deadweight. While the Clone and Impulse wouldn't stop crying about Red Robin not being there. Surprisingly Rose was who I clashed with the most, and at the end of the day she was the only one I could stand."
"Well, I guess that's fair." Cassie admitted "Sorry if you felt like-
Nightwing actually laughed "I don't want a sorry Wonder Girl. It was 7 years ago. I would just like it if when you saw me now, you didn't immediately think of the brash 10 year old who pestered you till no end. It's different now."
"I can do that." Cassie nodded
Nightwing paused, and let out a little breath of air "And your attempted apology though not needed was thoughtful. Thanks."
Wonder Girl actually smiled this time "No problem Nightwing. Let's go catch a criminal." Damian wasn't going to lie, this felt pretty cathartic. Telling one of Drake's friends off even though if he was being honest, she was always one of the nicer ones.
Tried to make him feel included even though he wasn't always as courteous back. He probably lucked out meeting Wonder Girl instead of Superboy or Impulse. Plus she was better to look at.
"See something Nightwing?" Wonder Girl asked a little confused
"Nothing." Nighwing looked away from her "I was caught up in my own head for a moment. Let's go, My scan has confirmed the generator is in the building.
Nightwing didn't wait and quickly grappled onto the other rooftop landing on top of the warehouse, quickly he found a hatch and pushed it in dropping down soundlessly, making use of his title as stealthiest Robin. He dropped to the rafters and watched as Light fiddled with the machine mumbling in a near craze about the Justice League.
Wonder Girl softly floated beside him, and they watched light together for a few moments before it was time to make a move. "I can make the shot from here."
"Take it." She authorized, a perfect flick of his wrist and Wingding went flying, unfortunately it didn't matter how precise he flicked the tiny piece of metal, as a force field around the generator sent it crashing to the floor, stopping it from reaching its target
"Nightwing!" Dr. Light yelled with a smirk. "You thought I'd make it easy?"
Damian scowled and jumped down from the rafters trying to get closer to Dr. Light. Avoiding two blasts of light from the man along the way, Cassie followed along closely as well.
"Ahhh, you brought Wonder Girl along how amazing." Light sneered "You children continue to get in my way, I told you I will not hold back any longer, he drew power from the machine and sent a huge blast of light at Wonder Girl who had to use her bracers to protect herself.
"Watch out Nightwing." Wonder Girl said through grit teeth "He's way stronger than before."
Nightwing didn't have anytime to respond as he backflipped away from three blasts that looked like they came out nowhere. He looked for Dr. Light and unfortunately the man seemed invisible.
"Watch out!" Cassie called and quickly Nightwing dodge another strike of the light, but flipped right into another and was sent flying into ground.
Okay that hurt. He rolled away and stood up, quickly getting angry that this was harder than he thought it would be. But he was still Damian Wayne. He didn't need to see his opponent to beat them.
He avoided another blast that came from his left and threw another wingding. This on impact hit Dr. Light revealed his position and encased him in ice. "We won't have much time. His Light generates more than enough heat to break out of that. Cover me while I try to take out the force field. We destroy the generator we win."
Damian got near the console beside the generator and started going to town. Admittedly Drake, or Gordon would be better in this situation but Damian was a good enough hacker to get the job done.
"Did you really think that would work!?" Light yelled as he melted the Ice from his body. The good was that he was visible now, the bad thing was that he was moving again. And he was pissed
"Focus on me." Wonder Girl demanded of the powerful villain, dashing forward and attempting to Punch Dr. Light only to be met with an energy construct fist, that easily withstood the force of Cassandra's punch.
There was no world in which Doctor Light should be able to match Cassie punch for punch, Damian needed to work and work fast.
"How much longer." Cassie grit her teeth and took a punch to the face like a champ from the Doctor before delivering her own
"Not much longer." Damian responded, the hairs on his neck stood up and he quickly ducked outof the way of what would have been a blast of light "Do you have him?"
"That was a copy of him, it's going to be tough." Cass admitted. Damian sighed and looked up before throwing foam in front of himself and he watched it expand. The Expanding foam would hold up long enough for him to finish the hacking.
He could hear the pounding the light construct was doing and it simply wouldn't break the mold. The hardening foam was built to withstand a lot more than what a construct version of Doctor Light could offer.
Damian watched as the progress bar on his program finished and completely shut down the console beside the generator, and in turn the force around the generator.
"No." Dr. Light yelled and struggled with Wonder Girl.
"Too late." Nightwing taunted with a smirk and flicked three explosive batarangs and the machine and flipped away as it exploded into a million pieces embedded itself mostly into the hardened gel. And another idiot looking for power defeated.
"AHHHH YOU DIDN'T!" Dr. Light screeched in anger. He zapped Cassandra and flew towards Damian grabbing him and throwing him into his own hardening foam breaking a piece off as he kept flying till he crashed into the ground.
Okay that wasn't pleasant, there wasn't nearly enough time to avoid the fist that hit his face, but he avoided the one to his gut, and grappled with Light on the ground, punching him in the face before getting kicked off the superpowered villain.
"I'm going to destroy you." Dr. Light grinned manically
"Sure." Nightwing grunted "You should probably take care of those first." He pointed to the two explosives he planted on the man and watched as he was sent flying…Damian checked himself over, ribs seemed mostly fine, probably bruised, not as bad as his shoulder and face. Blood was pouring from his nose, and he could taste it in his mouth. He had been through way, way worse.
Dr Light shot at him again and he was ready to dodge but there was no reason as Wonder Girl jumped in front of him and blocked the shot with her bracers.
"It's over Doctor Light." Cass told the man, Nightwing and Wonder Girl blocked the best exit, any chances of him getting away was less than one percent.
Doctor Light however didn't look scared at all. "Yeah well, if it's over for me, it's over for you." And the man quickly started glowing brighter than ever before, it was quite obvious what he was doing
"Come on!" Nightwing flipped away and started running for the exit, Cassie flew away and burst through the doors, Damian just barely made it to the door when it seemed like the whole place erupted into an explosion.
He was sent through the door from the force of the blast, and rolled on the ground in pain. His back ached, his ribs might have been a little more than bruised now, and his shoulder was killing him. He might be able to rehabilitate if he could get to the Tower, but he felt his conscious leaving...Alright just...just a few seconds
"Nightwing!" Cass yelled urgently "Nightwing, don't worry Nightwing, I got you."
WINGDINGS
"No uh, he's mostly fine. A little hurt from fighting Doctor Light. I checked his injuries, and gave him some new bandages. He should be fine. Some bad bruising but you know, comes with the job." Cassie said softly and moved some hair from Damian's eyes, checking his temperature with her hand
Damian wanted to open his eyes, but he didn't want to alert Cassie to the fact that he was awake. Her touch felt nice, cool against his warm skin.
"Okay Batman. I'll tell him. Wonder Girl out." Cassie finished her call and let out a sigh, she continued to softly run her hands through Damian's hair and Damian thought she might get him back to sleep, this had to be one of the best feelings in the world
"You okay Damian?" Cassie asked softly, He wanted to be surprised she knew he was awake, but he probably wasn't that subtle.
He opened his eyes and was met with big bright blue eyes to look at. Okay so Cassie was really good looking.
"I'm…" His voice came out a little higher than intended "I'm fine thank you."
Cassie nodded and somewhat reluctantly removed her hand from Damian's forehead leaving them in an awkward, but untense silence, and Damian wanted to do his best not to ruin that.
He forced himself to sit up causing a groan to escape from his lips. Okay that hurt more than he thought it would. Muscles were sore.
"Hey relax." Cassie pushed back down, hand on his face once again "You shouldn't be doing too much right now."
"Doctor Light?" Damian questioned softly, he'd do whatever she'd say right now as long as she kept his hand there.
"No traces, Not exactly sure if he killed himself...or learned a new trick." Cass sighed it seemed she had been thinking this over for a long while.
"Well good job." Damian sighed, and honestly he wasn't sure if he was talking about the fingers running through his hair, or the mission "I wanted to get Doctor Light, but the biggest thing we needed to do was destroy the generator. Light having that with him could have put him on par with Superman given enough time. So we did a good job."
"I should have got you out of there. I was thinking about myself. I'm sorry." Cassie apologized
"You don't need to apologize. You had thought I could get out in time. And I should have got out in time. I would have been angrier with you if you tried to fly me out."
Cassie nodded and the silence settled over them once again. Yet her hands still stayed in his hair, Damian almost felt the need to purr, this was getting more erotic than he ever thought things could.
"Seems like you had a nice time admiring me, you changed my bandages?" And he regretted what he said right when it came out of his mouth.
Still he wasn't expecting Cassie to laugh and keep mussing with his hair "Well it's only since you were checking me out from the minute I came here. And in the elevator."
"Well that's only fair, because you did the same when I was looking over the computer." Nightwing retorted
"Well...okay point...That is fair." Cassie smirked "Can't blame me. Can you?" she murmured softly. And while Damian was enjoying this, he had to ask the question. What the hell was going on?
"Cassie." Damian whispered "...why?"
Cassie pulled herself closer to Damian and whispered back "Well you told me to stop looking at you like a bratty 10 year old...Well I did, were adults right?" Cassie insisted softly
Damian gave her a once over again, she looked just as good in a pair of sweats and a simple pink t-shirt as her armor "Yeah." Damian licking his lips they were just a little dry.
"Yeah?" Cassie came closer "Okay then." she pulled Damian's head to her and he gingerly wrapped his arms around her waist, wary about his injury and yet still melted into Cassie's kiss. Most of the times he kissed girls he was the clear aggressor, the one in control. This time it felt like he was doing his best not to be left behind on this wild rild.
He pushed back at Cassie who seemed to take it as a challenge and pushed right back. A little pain shot through him but he didn't want to pull away, he especially didn't pull away when Cassie pushed forward so much that she was practically on the bed.
She pulled away slowly and seemed to be a little apprehensive, maybe even a little embarrassed "Damian...are you, are you okay. Is this to much-
Damian hushed her with a kiss, and pulled her fully over top of him "Cassie. Stop talking." And with that he pulled her to the bed and had the most unexpected ending to the night he could think of.
But wow if it wasn't enjoyable.
WINGDINGS
Damian rose from the bed with a start. Where was he? Titans Tower? He had a pretty bad headache, and his body was pretty sore.
But now that he thought about, was that because of the fight with Doctor Light or because of what he had done with Cassie.
Cassie.
Damian turned to his right, and he shouldn't have been surprised at the empty side of his bed. He looked around, no note like he would see in those movies Grayson would watch. He checked around the tower and was just a little disappointed when he realized Cassandra was nowhere to be found.
Oh well he guessed. It was a mission, A clear one night stand, and he wouldn't get in the dumps over it. His father wouldn't, Grayson most definitely wouldn't (World knows he's had enough to last 4 lifetimes), Jason wouldn't. Tim wouldn't...okay maybe Tim would. But he wouldn't either. Besides this was a pretty Nightwing thing to do right?
Right. At the end of the day he was Damian Wayne, and this was a very good day for Damian.
WINGDINGS