Howdy y'all! I'm back! Sorry about all the long waits on all my stories, I have not been able to write for various reasons for the past two months. However I am back now, a better writer than before (hopefully). I will be trying to get all my stories updated within the vicinity of a week. I hope you can all find it in your hearts to forgive me for making y'all wait two months…okay now I'm sounding like a cheesy romance novel, I'll stop.

Disclaimer: I don't own Teen Titans or Batman however I do own my ticket stubs from the three times I've seen Star Wars Episode III! I saw it twice on opening day and another time opening weekend and I am seeing it again tomorrow Yaaaay!

On with the show…

Like Toy Soldiers

Chapter 7

Alex shook out his dripping wet hair. Even in summer Steele city harbor was known for 40-degree water temperatures. A warm bath had helped but his hair was still freezing. He scrubbed tiny bits of ice out of his hair and ran it under the warm sink water. When the icicles had melted off he blow-dried his hair. As he put jell in he took a second to think.

'How could I be so stupid?' he thought 'Becky doesn't like me! And I sure as hell don't blame her'

He shook his hair out and stared outside. It was dinnertime. He slipped a pair of khakis and a polo shirt on and walked down the hall to his room. Somewhere between the bathroom and his room however he got sidetracked and pried opened Becky's bedroom door slightly. She lay on her bed reading a book.

"Hey what book are you reading?" He asked

Becky blushed "Nothing. It's…nothing"

"Nothing? Looks more like a book to me. Let me see!" Alex exclaimed grabbing the book. He immediately went into a fit of laughter "A cheesy romance novel?" He asked between laughs

"Yeah yeah laugh it up" She said grabbing the book and tossing it across the room

"Look Becky about earlier…"

"Yeah. Look 'Xander, it's not that I don't like you; you're my best friend. I'd just like it to stay that way. You're too much like a brother to me," Becky said, nervously staring down at the floor

Alex nodded "Yeah. Still best friends?' He asked, extending his hand

Becky shook his hand "Best friends"

"Hungry?" she asked a few moments later. Alex was just staring into space. Alex zapped back into reality and nodded "always"

"Grandpa, may I have some wine?" Alex asked as they ate dinner

"No Alex" Bruce replied pouring himself a glass. Everyone was sitting at the dinning room table. Alfred came in and served everyone else some pieces of steak and then sat down

"Alfred may I have some wine?" Alex asked, testing his luck with the old man

"No master Alexander, you may not" Alfred replied

Becky giggled. Alex scowled

" Oh I get your angle. Grandpa may I please have some wine?"

"No"

"Alfred may I-"

"No"

"But Gramps, can't I-"

"No"

Alex scowled and reached for the dainty bottle of steak sauce. He made a face. There wasn't more than a quart of sauce in the small delicate bottle. Not nearly enough. He started pouring it all on.

"Alexander, we take our sauce in moderation" Alfred said

Alex rolled his eyes, reached for a teaspoon and started scooping sauce out daintily.

"Happy now?" he scowled

"That's not what he meant 'Xander" Becky said taking a big scoop of salad "if you want to stay skinny enough to fight crime you eat in moderation and not 15 pounds of steak sauce"

"I wouldn't be talking veggie girl. Why aren't you eating meat anyway? What do you starve yourself or something?" Alex asked, finally satisfied with a quart of sauce on his steak

"No, as much as this might surprise you, some people in this world don't eat 15 pound steaks" Becky replied

"Oh. So that's why you're so skinny. Well look here veggie girl, I'm skinny and I still eat steak. So ha!" He said eating his steak

The doorbell rang.

"Ah that must be master Mas here for his English lesson. I'll go" Alfred said

"I'll greet him too," Bruce said as the two men headed for the door.

"The coast clear?" Alex asked

"Uhm yeah…" Becky replied, deep in confusion

Alex seized the wine bottle and poured two glasses full of wine. He took one and chugged it down and did the same with the other.

"Alex! You could get drunk off of that!" Becky scolded

A drunken smile flashed on his face "Y'know ms. you look a lot like Becky" He hiccupped

"You idiot I am Becky!" She yelled

He chuckled "You yell like her too"

He was drunk "Oh shit" Becky whispered grabbing his hand and pulling his upstairs. She panted as they reached the top of the long spiraling staircase.

Alex teetered a bit "Hey that's funny, you look like the girl who looked like Becky," He said drunkenly

She shook her head and went into the library. Bruce had a coffee maker in there and she made a bubbling cup of warm steamy coffee….

"No! Please don't make me go…" Kori whined, struggling to escape her husband's words. She was being too stubborn to listen to him.

"Starfire you have to go to the pregnancy doctor! You threw up all yesterday and now today!" He said

"But Robin, the doctor is what you earth people call 'a perv'" She whined

Richard chuckled "No, he's not"

"Yes he is! Do you see the way he stares at me when he makes me take of my shirt for the scans? Those are not just friendly doctor stares!" She protested

"True. But he is the best pregnancy doctor in Gotham city"
"Richard I hate to break this to you, but he is the only pregnancy doctor in Gotham city"

"Aw c'mon love you are just being whiney. You're pregnant and you know it and we are going to the doctor now" Richard said wrapping his arms around her and stroking her hair playfully

"And what if I do not cooperate?" She asked playfully

"Oh no need to worry about that love, I have my ways" Richard said scooping her off her feet and pulling her into a numbing kiss. When he set his beautiful wife down she could barely move from the goodness of the kiss.

"Okay Robin, I will go" She said, a dizzy smile on her face.

"Thought so" Richard answered….

"Ugh where am I?" Alex asked, coming back into consciousness. He had a huge headache.

"Welcome to your hangover" Becky said "time to get down to the gym. One final test and then we're going on night patrol"

"Right" Alex said forcing himself off of the bed. He winced as his head pounded, but forced himself to walk down the steps to the batcave anyways.

Bruce rolled up his sleeves and gripped the Bo staff. He was getting too old for this, he knew. Still, this was something he had to do. Some how, he felt like he had failed Batgirl and Robin. Batgirl was dead and Robin had cast away his super hero life, had thrown away all his talents. Now two new hopes for justice were standing right in front of him. Rebecca Gordon. Alexander Grayson. Batgirl. Robin.

"The test has begun"

Alex closed his eyes and swung at Bruce, knocking the man down to his feet. Bruce sprang up quickly and kicked Alex in the shins. Alex winced in pain. He wasn't trying hard enough. In his mind he pictured the bullies that had somehow vowed to make his life miserable. In his mind his hands flashed blue and his eyes flashed green. In his mind he fired at them, Starbolt after Starbolt. In his mind Becky appeared and punched the bullies hard, forcing them to crumple to their feet. She pulled out a bat-a-rang and threw it at the bullies, in his mind. Alex opened his eyes. Scorch marks from Starbolts laced the room. Becky clutched a bat-a-rang, sweating. Bruce was on the floor, his nose was bleeding, and his arm had a Starbolt scorch mark. Bruce laughed and smiled.

"The test is over. You both pass"

To be continued….

Next time: Being a super hero isn't easy. Alex learns that the very very hard way…

All right y'all this time I really do promise I'll update soon. I'm back into the writing groove and ready to write! See y'all soon, review please, and may the force be with you all.