Mia is fifteen in this chapter.

Chapter 9: Dirty

Oliver's POV

As I opened the door, I scowled. Damian Wayne. At fifteen, the assassin's pushing six foot and he's still growing. How dare Bruce's little, pain in the ass, snobby, demonic, bastard date my sweet and innocent little girl.

"Damian."

"Mr. Queen."

"I assume you're here for Mia." I growled as he nodded.

"Hello, Damian. How are you?" Dinah asked, pushing me aside.

"I am well. How are you?" He replied, giving her a charming smile that he learned from his father.

"Fine, thanks for asking. Come on in. Would you like to stay for dinner?" She asked pleasantly.

"Yes, thank you."

"You can go ahead and take a seat on the couch. Dinner will be ready soon and I'll see if I can find Mia." Dinah replied as Damian nodded.

I took a seat opposite Damian and glared at him.

"So, how's Gotham?" I asked.

"My father, Drake, and I have been handling Gotham quite well since Grayson and Todd departed… But, Drake is hardly ever at home." He replied, bitterly.

In a way, I know how he feels. Roy and Jason have gone off with Kori as The Outlaws. And both Artemis and Tim are devoting more and more time to the Titans. It's hard not knowing what's happening… I wonder if Bruce feels the same way.

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"Oliver! What are you doing!" Dinah hissed as I nearly dropped my binoculars.

"They went outside!" I hissed back.

"For the love of God! They're not going to do anything, Ollie!" she hissed as she closed the window blinds.

"Dinah, have you ever met Damian's father! He's just like him! And that boy has only one thing on his mind!"

"Damian's a nice boy and he's so charming."

"Of course he is! He's a junior playboy assassin!"

"Let it go, Ollie. You'll get your blood pressure up." She stated, trying to drag me away from the window.

"Dinah, I'm only looking out for Mia's wellbeing!"

"Of course you are, DaddyArrow. But, Mia's old enough-"

"She can't even drive alone yet! She's practically a baby… my baby." I whispered.

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Mia's POV

I sighed as I laid my head down on Daman's chest. I smiled as he pressed his lips against my forehead. We were in the hammock in the backyard.

"The stars are beautiful tonight." He whispered as I gazed up into the night sky.

"Guess, that's why they call it Star City." I smirked.

"Or maybe because you are as beautiful as the stars."

I blushed as he kissed my cheek.

"And our children will be just as beautiful as their mother." He whispered as I froze.

"Mia, is something wrong?"

I quickly got off of the hammock and moved away from him.

"Damian, I can never marry you… I could never have sex with you."

"Why not?"

"Because… I… I'm HIV positive." I whispered.

"Why… Why didn't you tell me?"

Because I love you and you could never love me if I told you. "I don't know."

"How did it happen?" he whispered.

"I was raped when I was a little girl."

"Who did this to you!" He hissed, his voice rising in anger.

"It doesn't matter now… and I won't tell you."

"Are you okay? I mean-"

"Damian, I've had it for years. The drugs I've been taking, I can handle them. I can handle the throwing up and the bathroom trips… I've handled it for thirteen years. And I'm not afraid of dying either."

"Mia-"

"I'm not! It's just that I'm… I'm dirty."

"Mia-"

"I'm dirty! I've got this thing inside of me and it makes me dirty! And you can't love me! You can never want to be with me again… No one can."

I felt his tanned, strong arms wrap around me as I turned to face him with tears streaming down my face. His calloused hand gently lifted my chin before moving to cup my face as he lowered his lips into mine.

"I love you, Mia… We can find a way to make this work. I promise. I don't want anyone else… Besides, I've heard that adoptions work rather well."

Oliver's POV

"Dinah! They're kissing! They're kissing! Where the Hell is my bow!"