digi-gal-rox: yeah! a new chapter! pls review!
CHAPTER 3
Terry smiled as his wife, Dana Tan pulled him away, vigorously. He had to admit, she was a lot stronger, than back when he first married her.
"Dana, what is it?"
"That guy keeps staring at Wilson!" she hissed. "I'm worried!" Terry smirked.
"So he did come."
"What are you hiding from me, McGinnis?!"
"That happens to be a Grayson. One of Wayne's eldest son's grandson."
"O.K... doesn't that make you an uncle or something?... Wait never mind! What should we do?" Dana asked, eyeing the dark haired man across the room warily.
"She know's how to take care of herself. Bruce wants to meet him. That is one thing we can't allow to happen at the moment."
"Right," she nodded.
"That guy is checking you out, Wilson." Barbara turned her head around slightly.
"His girlfriend doesn't seem to happy." she mused.
"Wilson!" her friend gaspped, accusingly. Barbara only smiled.
"You have to admit, he has that kind of look every girl would love, May." the blonde woman paused momentarily.
"I suppose." May sighed, "I wouldn't know. I'm married. Which reminds me, there's this guy Guy wants to introduce to you."
"No! No more blind dates!"
"Wilson!"
"Look May, I really appriciate it, but I would rather meet a guy on my own basis." she glanced back at John who was starring at her, who was now engaged in a conversation with Bruce.
"Oh god," she breathed. "Will you excuse me May?"
"Sure, sure," May said distractedly.
"Mr. Wayne," Barbara smiled pleasently, approaching the small group, "How are you this evening?"
"What are you doing here, Wilson?" he asked gruffly.
"You invited me to this party, remember?" she flashed a smile.
"You remind me too much of her." he frowned. "In a good here," he quickly added.
"It's nice to see you again, John. Kelly." Barbara smiled at them. Joh smiled slightly. "I never got your surnames though..."
"Grayson. John Grayson." Barbara felt Bruce stiffen. She looked at him worriedly.
"Mr. Wayne?"
"Excuse me, I forgot to take my medicine." Barbara watched sadly as the elderly man left the room.
"Is he O.K?" Kelly asked, curiously. "Kelly Peters." Barbara frowned slightly, as Dana dragged Bruce away. She knew something was up. "Um... Barbara? Is... everything O.K?"
"Mr. Grasyon, are you by any chance related to Richard Grayson?"
"He's my grandfather. Why?" John looked at her surprised. "Wait... how did you know-"
"He was Mr. Wayne's eldest son." Barbara sighed, hanging her head slightly, "All I know is that they left on bad terms." she looked up and smiled slightly. "But be glad though. His younger brother, Tim still keeps contact with him." John smiled uneasily. Why did he get a feeling that something bad was going to happen?
"Geez Wilson," he grunted, "Next time you tell me somethings wrong, remind me to kick your-"
"I didn't say he'd be there straight away, McGinnis. I said in time." Batman groaned. "I don't do stake outs, Wilson I'm different from the old man."
"Sometimes the old ways are best," Bruce grunted, with a slight grin on his face.
"That's just creepy," Barbara commented. The grin faded. "And you should be up there, Bruce. Don't want to make things suspcious now, do we?"
"What the hell?!" Batman yelpped. "Who the hell are you suppose to be?!"
"McGinnis?!" Bruce barked. "What's going on?!"
"They call me Nightwing." the man responded.
"The get up looks like the real one," he muttered. "Let me guess, Bludhaven?"
"Naturally." Nightwing folded his arms. It did, in actual fact resemble to original suit. But like the Batsuit, jets and other assesories had been installed. "And the great Batman I've heard so much about."
"This city ain't big enough for us, I suggest you leave."
"I don't think so. I've been sent by my boss to seek you out."
"Oh really?" Batman said sarcastically. "Please, do leave a message with my secretary."
"I have a few questions to ask you."
"Unless you want to deal with the authorities, I suggest you leave." Nightwing narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Than answer me this question."
"Depends on what the question is."
"Where's Batgirl?" Batman stiffened.
"Batgirl you say?" Nightwing nodded. "She retired almost forty years ago. No one has seen her since."
"So this is the guy you were suspecting?" Bruce asked, leaning back on his chair. Barbara nodded her head. "The moment I heard his surname, I knew he'd be there if Batman ever came out."
"Very unlike Dick to do something like this." Bruce mumbled. "Last I remember, he cut all ties from me."
"Tim seems more than happy having him over."
"He is Dick's younger brother."
"I have a feeling there's more to his mission than meets the eye."
"What do you mean?"
"There's still one person left, he's meant to meet."
"Your grandmother."
"But... she's..."
"I know." Bruce sighed heavily. He looked up at the darkness of the cave, lost in thought. How long had it been since the name 'Barbara Gordon' was last brought up? How long had it been since the family had actually spoke like this. Spoke like a real family. "There's something I need you to do."
"Check up on 'him', I guess." Barbara instantly presumed. Bruce nodded. "And what? Interigate him?"
"I want to know why he sent his own grandson here, to discover his past, without telling him, himself."
"I'll call instead."
"Do what you must." Bruce narrowed his eyes slightly, watching the screen as Batman stoded away, leaving the new hero behind.
"Excuse me, who is this?" Thomas asked uncertainly, gripping onto the phone tightly.
"Gotham Police, if you don't mind I like to speak with Officer Grayson."
"Why?"
"Well... if you must know, every year, the Commissioner goes through New York's police files and gives an award to who he or she believes did the most work... or something like that. Officer Grayson is one of those that has been chosen, and I've been asked to do a quick interview."
"And your name?"
"Detective Wilson, is all you need to know." Thomas frowned slightly.
"I'm afraid he can't come to the phone."
"Oh?"
"There's been an accident, and he's at the hospital right now..."
"Than maybe I should drop by."
"I don't think so."
"Or do you want to speak with my boss?" Thomas paused, before sighing heavily. "Fine." he hung up on the phone, before glancing at his sleeping father. "I don't know..." he murmured, "I don't know what to do now."
"Where you headed?" Kelly asked, noticing that Barbara had an over night bag with her.
"Another case," she simply shrugged, "Kind of." Terry looked at her curiously, staring at her hard. John looked at the two slightly confused.
"Is there something we need to know?" he asked. Terry shook his head.
"No. Everything's fine." Terry smiled. "Have a safe trip, Wilson. And be careful. I don't want to have endless calls from your family."
"I think this time Paul will be getting the calls." Barbara laughed.
"And than he'll have them call me. It's always like that," the older man frowned slightly. "I need to change my number. Again." Barbara laughed, pulling her haird into a pony tail.
"In that case, let Mr. Wayne handle it. I can't help but wonder what he might say." Terry smiled wryly.
"He'll hang up on them." Barbara turned around, throwing her bag over her shoulders.
"You know how to get to me," she said, waving her free hand. "I should be back by the day after tomorrow. If my parents call... tell them I'm... out."
digi-gal-rox: so basically... Batman has his first encounter with Nightwing, Wilson is going to see Dick Grayson for the first time... o.k, so not much actually happens in this chapter, but for sure, the next chapter will be better! don't forget to review!