It had been over a week since the Commissioner last heard from Batgirl. He hasn't even smoked since she asked him to quit, relying mostly on nicotine patches for a fix. Frustrated, he asked one of his deputies for a cigarette before climbing up the rooftop of GCPD to smoke.
Pacing back-and-forth thinking about Batgirl, finally putting the cigarette in his mouth. Clunk! The lid of his metallic lighter opening. He flicks the lighter to spark its flint, giving life to his cigarette. He takes a breath to inhale the smoke, the ember on the other end glowing bright red and orange as he takes in the smoke.
"I don't like kissing smokers…" her graceful voice echoing in his head.
"Fuck!" he cursed, tossing the cigarette on the ground before stepping on the tobacco to kill it.
Having no way to contact her, he contemplates on using the Bat-signal to attract her. He grips the lever tightly, however, he knows better not to light it for his own personal, insignificant reason—especially for his affairs with the young heroine. After all, it will more than likely attract a different bat, the kind he would not want to play with.
"Calling all units, 10-36, multiple armed suspects on Main Street, shots fired. Be advised, Batman is on the scene." his dispatch radio reporting a gang war.
Batman? Is she with him? Commissioner Gordon wondered, hoping to get a glimpse of her. Picking up his radio from his belt, raising it to his mouth before pushing a button, "10-4. I'll be on my way." he replied.
Three of the small-time gangs in Gotham, the Adex, the Cross Bones, and the Spadez, decided to settle their beef against each other over a territorial dispute. The turf that they are fighting over is a major drug route for Carmine "The Roman" Falcone's supplies. Whichever gang controls the territory, controls the drug flow, as well as Falcone's pay out.
GCPD patrol cars are flashing their red and blue lights with the officers taking cover behind their vehicles' doors returning fire, tossing tear gasses to disperse the opposing armies.
On another part of the chaos, Batman, Robin, Nightwing and Batgirl are at the scene repelling the attacks of the gang members, preventing any more casualties, especially collateral damages.
Batman have knocked out his fourth gang member while the other three are teaming up to decrease Batman's workload.
"Hey Batgirl, catch!" Robin said as he swings his metal staff to one of the gang members' abdomen, propelling him into the air.
"Got it." Batgirl replied, jumping up into the air, catching the gangster mid-flight. She hooks her arm on his chin, guiding him to an abandoned car nearby, Crash! his head smashing through the windshield.
"Nightwing!" Batgirl called out, firing two grappling hooks from her gauntlets, locking on two different thugs. She reels them in towards her before jumping up high to avoid colliding with the incoming men, sending them to Nightwing who's just right behind her.
"Tag, you're it!" Nightwing playfully said, hitting the men with the tip of his escrima sticks, electrocuting his targets.
Batman moves in for his twelfth gang member. Batman kicks one thug square to his knee dislocating it. The thug screamed out in pain then collapses, curling into fetal position as he holds his awkwardly twisted leg, whimpering.
One man points his pistol at Robin. Batgirl flings a batarang towards the gunman's hand, the projectile spins into the air before penetrating through his wrist. With the batarang sticking out of his wrist, pain made him drop his weapon as Batman's fist connects with his ugly face, knocking him cold.
"Woah! Thanks Batgirl." the boy wonder exclaimed, smirking as he thanks his savior.
"Sure, just watch out next time." Batgirl replied.
As Commissioner James "Jim" Gordon arrives at the scene, he notices bodies of unconscious or incapacitated people piling up the area. His eyes wandering, looking for his Batgirl.
Alas! there she is. The one he hopes to see.
Commissioner Gordon exits his patrol car, taking cover next to the vehicle. He watches the group of vigilantes take control of the chaos, most of his attention focusing on Batgirl, How I missed you. Thinking to himself.
One gangster coming from different part of the melee espaces the GCPD officers who are trying to subdue the gang members, managing to get behind the Commissioner.
"Fuck the police!" he yelled, pointing his pistol at the Commissioner. "You fucking pigs!" he continued.
Batgirl knows she will not make it on time if she tries to apprehend the gunman. She needs to think, fast! She fires her grappling hook from her right gauntlet to a nearby concrete Jersey barrier just behind where the Commissioner is at.
Bang! Smoke coming out of the barrel of the freshly fired pistol, Clink! The bullet's brass shell casing hitting the asphalt.
The force of her grappling hook generated enough speed to propel her to get to the Commissioner on time, she grabs Commissioner Gordon, embracing him with her left arm as the grappling hook continues to hurl the two towards the concrete. The bullet from the firearm sunk in the door of the patrol car without harming anyone.
Thud!Her right shoulder blade hitting the solid concrete barrier.
"Ouch!" she screamed out of pain.
"Batgirl, are you alright?" Commissioner Gordon asked, concerning about her wellbeing. "Thank you for saving me."
"Yeah, I'll be fine. Thanks." She replied, grimacing.
Robin jumps up on top of the patrol car, whacking the suspect in the head with his staff.
"I missed you. Where have you been?" he whispered, reaching for Batgirl's cheeks to kiss her.
"Not here Jim, I'll explain later." She whispered back.
Nightwing subdues the last attacker, locking the goon's hands with a cable tie handcuff before brushing his hands, clapping them together.
The other three heroes huddling around Batgirl and Commissioner Gordon.
"Good job everyone." Batman started, praising his team.
"Fuck you, you Bat-freaks!" the man with a dislocated knee cap yelling, still clutching his awkwardly twisted leg.
"Thank you all for coming tonight." Batman continued.
"Go fuck yourself! I'll get you all someday!" the man continuing with his tantrums.
Nightwing walks over to the man punching him in the face three times, knocking him out.
"That's enough Nightwing." Batman barked at his former Robin.
"Just shutting him up, that's all." Nightwing replied, running a gloved hand in his hair.
"God, you're still a douche bag." Batgirl insulting her ex-boyfriend, rolling her eyes.
"What the hell did I do?!" Nightwing replied.
"You knocked him out with the first punch, the second and third is overkill." Batgirl pointed out.
"Yeah! T-that's why Batgirl broke up with you and chose me instead." the fifteen-year-old Robin who has a big crush on Batgirl butting in.
"Hey, hey, it was me who broke—"
"That's enough!" Batman roared, silencing the rowdy group.
"Jim," Batman started.
"Batman! Thanks for all your help." Commissioner Gordon replied, but his eyes are on Batgirl.
Batgirl has her hands behind her back with fingers interlocked, staring at the ground to avoid eye contact with anyone, swaying her body from side-to-side as if dancing to music only she can hear.
Batman notices his glare. "I couldn't have done this without their assistance." referring to his small band of misfits.
"I am glad you're all here, thank you. I'll make sure that their leaders rot in Blackgate." The Commissioner stated, referring to the high-security prison, Blackgate Penitentiary.
"It's all Sionis; Black Mask is the one behind all this." Batman informs the Commissioner.
"What?! Why?" the Commissioner is baffled about the new information.
"My sources told me that Falcone and Sionis merged their businesses. The gang war is all but their way of minimizing obstacles and maximizing their profit." Batman continued.
"At the expense of the innocents!" Jim Gordon exclaimed.
"I've sent you the data files I've collected in regards to this incident, just open your e-mail when you get the chance." Batman added, as small, black, triangular, military-style aircraft arrives, hovering overhead.
The aircraft hovers above, descending vertically slightly while opening its ramp to let its passengers in, blowing strong gusts of wind as its turbines keeps the aircraft in the afloat, creating deafening noises. Blowing the Commissioner's fedora off of his head landing several feet away.
"Here's my ride." Batman stated, walking in to the Batwing as he takes control of the unmanned cockpit. Robin and Nightwing following him.
"Batgirl, are you not coming?" Robin yelled out to the young heroine.
"No, I think I'll walk home. Thanks!" Batgirl yelled back.
With that, the aircraft closes its ramp, ascending vertically before flying off out of sight.
Batgirl starts walking away from the scene.
"Batgirl!" the Commissioner finally called out.
Batgirl turns around to face the Commissioner.
"W-where have you been?" the Commissioner stuttered.
"I've been busy Jim." Batgirl replied, feeling guilty for not contacting him not even once.
"J-just that?! You've been busy? Not even a single phone call, I don't even know how to contact you. I've been worried sick thinking off you." Jim proclaimed.
"I-I've been helping out Batman gather information against Sionis and Falcone. All the files that you have against them are from me." said Batgirl, her voice starting to crack as she picks up his fedora.
"I-I'm just glad that you're okay." he responded, walking closer to her. "I can't get you off of my head, I'm going crazy because of you."
"L-like, Joker crazy or Batman crazy?" she joked, fighting over the urge to kiss him.
"No, Jim Gordon crazy." he replied, now only a foot away. "I love you." he added, "I love you so much."
Batgirl leans in to kiss him when police patrol cars arrive at the scene blaring their sirens. Police officers starts exiting their vehicles to collect the gangsters.
"See you around Commissioner." Batgirl said aloud, setting his fedora over his head. She leans toward his left ear, "I love you too Jim, and don't worry, I'll make it up to you." She whispered, smiling as she walks away from the scene.