In my version of the story, Batman isn't part of the Justice League yet. I am planning on doing a sequel to this story with my version of how Batman and Batgirl became founders of the Justice League and maybe something else after that...

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Batman

Barbara POV

"Bruce." I gasp, staring at the ceiling of the bedroom.

I'm surprised he isn't hurt by how hard I'm grabbing his hair right now. As soon as we got back to the Manor, Bruce picked me up over his shoulder before running us to the bedroom. We were naked in no time before he dove in between my legs. The moan he makes against me causes me to arch my back, pushing my breast into his hands. I could die right now and I would be perfectly fine with it.

Sitting up on my elbows, I look down to where Bruce has camped out in between my legs. I'm sure that we look like we could be in a porn movie right now. I have one hand in his hair, moaning as I look down at him. His eyes are connected with mine in between my legs. My feet are rubbing up and down his back while he continues to eat me out. I watch as his tongue moves down from my clit to my entrance before I feel his tongue slip inside, all while his eyes remain on mine. The visual makes my eyes roll into the back of my head, a loud moan of his name leaving my lips.

When I come down from my high Bruce has situated himself above me, elbows on either side of my head. Slowly, he fills me, causing me to arch my back and push my breast to his chest.

He slowly pulls out till the tip is the only thing inside of me before slamming back inside, my moan echoing off the walls. "I love you."

It's breathless, but he hears it. "I love you too. God Barb." My legs wrap around his waist causing him to slip deeper inside me, both of us moaning.

"Harder." His pace doesn't change. "Harder Bruce, please."

My nails scrape down his back to his ass, pulling him to me. That must set him off as he grabs my hands, entwining our fingers above my head before slamming over and over again. My back arches, exposing my neck for him to bite. The small amount of pain mixed with pleasure causes me to clench around him, my release causing sparks to shoot through my whole body. It starts at my nipples before moving down to my fingertips, all the way to my core. It goes on forever, every time I think it's starting to end another shock goes through my body. As my orgasm finally begins to come down, I hear Bruce groan before collapsing on me. My arms wrap around him, keeping us close, his head on my breast while my fingers run calmingly through his hair.

When his heart starts to calm down, he grabs me by the waist before rolling us over so I'm straddling him, my hands on both sides of his head. "I'm not done with you, baby."

Bruce POV

"You reload really quickly, do you realize that?"

I laugh loudly, "Thank you, baby. It's for your benefit." Her grin matches mine as she leans over me, my hands on her delectable behind.

"One more time before patrol?" I ask.

She agrees, "One more time before patrol."

Leaning down to kiss me, her hips raise over my cock before she slides down onto me, sheathing me in her wet heat. Bending backward, her hands go on each of my knees, allowing my cock to rub against her wall that I know will have her coming in no time. Wanting to prolong her orgasm for as long as I can, I sit up. Her hands find their way around my neck to my hair before tugging. I bite her lip, soothing it with my tongue before taking her in a leg weakening kiss. My hands remain on her ass, helping slam her down onto me. She gasps every time I bring her down, causing my balls to grow tighter as I try to hold myself off. I need her to come soon or else this is going to be a very disappointing performance. Just looking at her face, blissed out in pleasure, almost causes me to come right there.

Reaching down, my finger circles her clit, causing her to go completely slack in my lap. This is my favorite part about her when she is so overcome by what she's currently feeling, that she can't do anything but feel what I'm doing to her. I flip us over so I'm on top of her, driving into her at a fast pace. This isn't making love right now, its pure, rough, passionate, fucking. When she finally comes, her walls squeeze me tight, causing my eyes to roll into the back of my head as I fill her. Claiming her as mine.

Because that's what she is. Mine.

I'm at the computer down in the cave, waiting for Barbara to finish putting her suit on for patrol tonight. I haven't seen anything from the Joker in a while, and though I'm relieved, that worries me. He's been quiet, too quiet. I have a feeling that he's going to drop something soon and I'm worried about what that is going to be. I'm browsing through newspaper articles, trying to find anything about where the Joker could be when Alfred comes running down into the cave.

"Sir, I suggest that you put the news on immediately." Alarmed by Alfred's demeanor, as he is usually calm and collected I do as he says.

"Welcome back everyone. We are returning with our story about James Gordon, Gotham's commissioner. It appears that at about 2 this afternoon he was abducted. No one knows of his whereabouts but a joker card was left at the scene. This only leads to one suspect, the Joker itself. Let's hope our own Batman will get to him in time." A gasp sounds behind me. I turn around to Barbara, seeing her face has gone pale and her eyes dull.

She runs to the Batmobile climbing in the passenger seat. I stop her before she fully closes the door. "Barbara." She glares at me. "I don't think this is a good idea."

"Bruce, I'm going. Whether you like it or not I'm going."

I don't like this. "It's your Dad. This isn't-"

"Exactly! It's my Dad. I'm going! If I have to, I'll take you down." I sigh before closing the door, walking to the driver's side before we pull out into the night.

Showing up at the drug store that Jim was taken at, we look around for any clues as to where he could be located. I notice the joker card was left here by the police. Anything of the Jokers they won't touch, knowing that it needs to be left for me. Flipping it over, there's a poorly drawn picture of a ferris wheel. I feel Barbara walk up behind me.

"What does it mean?" I look at her before putting the card in my belt.

"The Jokers keeping him at the fairgrounds. That's where we go."

As we silently make our way through the grounds, scanning through everything, I still manage to keep a close eye on Barbara. This isn't a good idea, this is her dad we're talking about, why the hell did I think it would be a good idea to bring him along.

"Oh, Batsy! Great for you to join the Party!" Looking up, the Joker is stationed on one of the stages with his goons standing next to him. I never know what the point of having them is, they aren't much of a defense.

"Where's the commissioner!" Barbara's voice rings through the air.

He smiles at us, one of his creepy smiles that makes me just want to smash his face until he can't smile anymore.

"He's just going for a ride on a roller coaster." He points to one of the rides. Jim sits in the single cart, gagged and hand-tied to the car. "This is one of my favorite rides. I call it, Scream Until Your Dead." His maniac laugh slices through the air.

The reason behind the name isn't unnoticed. The car is stationed at the top of a big drop. If it were to start rolling, the car would roll down at an uncontrollable speed into a solid wall with a bullseye on it.

Whispering to Barbara, "I got the Joke, you go get him." She nods before we make our separate ways. Joker's eyes widened in excitement as I made my way towards him.

"Sorry, Batsy. I would love to stay but I got places to be, people to meet." Throwing a grenade at me, green gas burst up into the air surrounding me. His stupid laughing gas. I pull my small mask from my belt before making my way through, trying to see through the fog. He was gone, another stupid pitstop in this game that we play. Hearing a screech I looked up to see how much progress Barbara was making. The cart had started to free fall, making it's way down the tracks towards the wall.

Barbara jumps on the car, cutting the ties that bound Jim to it, before throwing them both of to safety.

Barbara POV

He's ok, he's ok, he's ok. This mantra repeats over and over in my head as Bruce and I make our way to the hospital. After the police arrived at the scene, we rushed back to the cave to change before making our way out again as Bruce and Barbara, not Batman and Batgirl. Dad technically doesn't know about Bruce and me yet but I needed him with me. He'll just have to suck it up and realize that I'm a grown woman and can date who I want. Bruce hasn't said much, and while that's normal, it worries me.

He didn't want me to go along with him tonight but I couldn't just sit at home waiting to hear from him about whether or not my dad was ok. I needed to be there. Pulling up to the E.R. we rush out of the car.

"Barbara Gordon. My dad was just brought in. I need to see him." The nurse seems star-struck at seeing Bruce Wayne standing next to me before she tells me what room he's in.

"201, just down the left to the-"

I don't need her to direct me, I've been here before. Grabbing Bruce's hand, we run towards his room. Walking in I see my dad laying down in the bed, he looks fine apart from the bruises forming on his eye and lip and the bags under his other eye.

"Daddy!" I sob before rushing over and hugging him.

"I'm fine Barbs, just a little beat up but nothing a beer won't fix." I know he's trying to make light of the situation to make me feel better.

I hug him again. "I'm just glad you're ok, that's all."

A clearing of the throat causes both of our heads to snap up towards Bruce. "Mr. Wayne, it's nice seeing you here even under these circumstances." I can tell he's confused as to why Bruce is here. I reach for Bruce with my hand, pulling him to my side. His arm wraps around my waist, the action not going unnoticed by Dad.

"Daddy," please be ok with this. "Bruce and I have been seeing each other for a few months." His eyes widen, darting between me and Bruce.

"Sweetheart, why don't you go down and get me some jello from the cafeteria." I look at Bruce, receiving a nod before leaving the room, hoping that I still have a boyfriend when I get back.

Jim POV

When I was granted custody over Barbara, I wasn't sure how to react towards her. She was old enough to know that I wasn't biologically her father, but the bond that we formed, raising her, has been the greatest gift of my life. She is my baby girl in every sense of the word. I was lucky that she wasn't ever really interested in boys, and I stupidly thought that trend would continue as she got older. But she turned into a beautiful, brilliant woman. I would be blind not to think that boys, men, notice her.

I've always admired Bruce Wayne. I know that he lost his parents when he was young, his work with charities and his business makes him a force to be reckoned with. But the fact that he is dating my baby girl, changes everything.

"You're dating my daughter." Simple start.

"Yes Sir." Good answer.

"I trust that I don't need to tell you what will happen if you hurt her." He nods before swallowing, letting me know he's nervous.

"I know that Barbara's a tough girl, she can take care of herself. But if you do anything to her, I don't care how much money you have. I will make the rest of your life living hell. Do you understand me." His eyes are wide, letting me know that he realizes how serious I am.

"I understand Sir."

Barbara POV

"I'm dropping you off at your apartment."

I frown before looking out of my window. After I made sure that Dad didn't kill Bruce and finished setting him up for the night, Bruce and I left the hospital. I thought that we would be going back to the manor but Bruce is brooding about something.

"What's going on Bruce?" He ignores me, continuing to drive me home.

Pulling up to my apartment he opens my door for me before leading me inside. "You shouldn't have been there tonight. You should have stayed home. The Joker is loose, running around and planning who knows what. You let your emotions get the best of you, that was stupid."

"It was my dad, Bruce! I was thinking clearly. I was thinking that we had to find the Joker so I could save my father. I couldn't sit in that cave, not knowing what was going on out there." His jaw clenches as I open my apartment door.

"It won't happen again." His voice rings out before he's gone.

Their first fight! Don't worry, I have something planned for the next chapter.

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