digi-gal-rox: O.K! chapter 2 up! note. for further information on this story see my profile
CHAPTER 2
"So, where are we heading first?" Kelly asked, as Jason cleared the dining table.
"I was hoping the library, so we can dig up some information." John yawned slightly. Jason snorted.
"Good luck with that,"
"What do you mean?" Kelly looked at him curiously.
"Ever since Mad Stans attack at the library eons ago, security at all libraries have been tight." John frowned slightly.
"Than how do we actually get out information?"
"There is this one library though, security isn't as tight." Stephanie said, appearing beside her grandson.
"Where is it?" John asked, eagerly.
"The Old Gotham State Library. That should be uh... 5th Avenue."
"Thanks, Mrs. Drake." John beamed.
"So there are two people staying with him, huh?"
"It seems so, though I'm not entirely sure what they are after."
"We can't ask the kid to watch him, it'll give it away."
"He's not a kid, he's... never mind. What should we do?"
"Did the guy ever mentioned his surname?"
"No. And I can't go against the law, just to obtain it."
"I know,"
"Maybe someone else can. When's that party... I'll try to get this guy to come. Meet him, and maybe you can do something about it."
"Where do you come up with these ideas?!"
"And Terry?" she grinned, "Keep the old man away."
"Don't need to tell me twice, Barb."
Thomas stared at his father worriedly, as the elderly man lay in a deep sleep. How did this even happen? How could he be so careless? Age had gotten the better of him. He glanced at the small T.V screen that sat in the room. The news broadcasting was from Gotham.
"...and Batman saves us again! Detective, what do you have to say about this?" Thomas's eyes widened, when the camera moved to a familiar face.
"How can that-"
"There's nothing I can really say, Jan. Batman has helped us countlessly, I hope, not because of my grandmother's attitude to him, we can work together."
"Grandmother, huh?" Thomas sighed. He glanced at his father, muting the T.V. "You can't stop his fate. And neither can I, dad." he murmured. "He has to meet them, whether you like it or not."
"This Batman, he seems to be around for sometime." John noted. Kelly nodded in agreement.
"He started out quite young actually." Jason shrugged. "He's been with us ever since. Occassionally, helping the JLU!"
"I wonder how Nightwing would react..." Kelly sighed.
"Nightwing?" Jason looked at the two confused.
"He protects Bludhaven," John explained, "He's helped our friend Kelly here many times."
"Kinda like Barb and Batman..." Jason frowned. "Ah here it is!"
"What is?" Kelly asked, almost eagerly.
"The book I was looking for, to write my final thesis!" John laughed weakly.
"How old are you exactly, Jason?"
"Tweenty-three." Jason shrugged. "I'm guessing you're a couple of years older than Barb. She's..."
"Giving away my age, are you Jason?" the dark haired man turned around surprise to see Barbara standing behind him, along with Henry Williams, the youngest grandson of former Gotham Police Detective Renee Montoya.
"I'm trying to guess John's age." Jason shrugged. "You know me and guessing."
"Right..." Barbara turned to Henry, who nodded slightly and left.
"What are you... lot up to?"
"Did gramps send you here to check up on me?" Jason asked, his eyes slightly twitching.
"Actually your father called from California. He wanted me to check up on you."
"Oh..." Jason frowned slightly. "What is it you guys are actually after?" Jason suddenly asked, facing John and Kelly.
"Well..." John said uncertainly, "My grandfather wanted me to come here... and learn about his past." before anyone could respond, Barbara's cell phone rang.
"Wilson here," she said to the reciever. "Uh-huh." pause, "Uh-huh," pause, "Got it. Be there in ten." she shut the phone.
"What was that about?" Jason asked curiously.
"Business. Nice seeing you all again. Williams! We got a call!" and the two dissappeared before the libarian could chase them out.
"Wilson?" John glanced at Jason.
"Barbara Wilson." Jason nodded proudly, "Part of the Gotham Police-"
"There you are!" an unfamiliar voice came.
"Terry?" Jason's eyes widened. Kelly and John exchanged worried glances.
"Excuse me, you are?" John stood up, folding his arms.
"Terry McGinnis," he extended his hands. John starred at it warily, failing to see the smirk on Terry's face, "And you are?"
"John. John Grayson."
"Kelly Peters."
"Gramps said you were at a meeting," Jason frowned.
"It ended early," Terry shrugged. "Saw Wilson come out. She quickly informed me that you were here." he smiled a dashing smile at both John and Kelly. "You new around town?"
"Visiting actually," Kelly quickly informed.
"Oh? Who?" Terry paused, "Sorry about that, I'm just a... very curious person." John frowned, studying the older man that stood in front of him.
"You look... familiar."
"I do?" Terry looked at him confused, "I would remember a face, if I met someone."
"Maybe it was on TV!" Jason exclaimed, "He works at... no scratch that, he in a way, owns Wayne Enterprices."
"Wayne?" John's eyes widened. Terry glared at the younger boy, who simply shrugged.
"That's right." Terry forced a smile. "Come to think of it, there's a party at my place tonight, why don't you both come? It's a chance to meet new people."
"We were already going to bring them," Jason cut in.
"You, Jason have to head back to the campus. You don't want to worry your parents and grandparents, now do you?"
"Grayson huh?" a small smile came from his lips. "Doesn't sound like him to send his own offspring down here."
"Should I look into it?" she asked.
"We'll wait and see what happens tonight." the older man pursed his lips.
"Look Wayne, you should be resting, just leave it to us."
"I owe it to Dick to meet his own grandson."
"But like you said, it's not like Mr. Grayson to send someone off here to learn about his past." Barbara frowned slightly, leaning back slightly.
"Do you know anything about him?" Terry asked curiously, ignoring Bruce all of a sudden.
"Not much," she admitted, "All I know was that he dated my grandmother, broke her heart, tried to make things work, but they never could. And he moved to Bludhaven."
"What ever it is, we should keep an eye on this guy," Terry paused. "Dick was once Nightwing, right?" Bruce nodded slowly. "I have a feeling that we maybe meeting Nightwing soon."
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