I am back with an update! I am sooooo sorry it's been so long, but I have been very busy. Thank you all for reviewing and being patient with me. I will try to update more often, I promise. Anyway this chapter I basically pulled out of my ass. I just need more ideas of where to take the story. If you have any please let me know! Please forgive my typos, I am very sorry for them. Review!
Later than evening Robin returned to the cave rather frustrated. She just caught me of guard, he convinced himself. He wanted so badly to go and find her and put her in her place. She had no right to be doing what she is doing. No reason, she was just putting herself in danger. However perhaps there was another reason he wanted to see her again. Images of her face filled his mind, her voice… Robin's train of thought was interrupted by a voice.
"You are back early." Batman called from his computer.
"Yeah, well I ran into some trouble," Robin began.
"I know." Batman said blankly. Robin raised his brow slightly. Batman's hand moved across the keyboard, and a surveillance video popped up on the screen. The video was low quality and there wasn't any sound, but his defeat was clearly shown in the footage. "I thought you would be able to handle yourself on this one." Batman said, with a hint of disappointment hidden in his voice.
"That's not fair she caught me off guard!" Robin answered sharply, trying to hide his embarrassment.
"It looks to me like you were clearly aware of her presence." Batman replied as he played the footage again.
"Well," Robing started with an angry tone, but then released a sigh of defeat. "It won't happen again"
Batman nodded and returned to his work. "I am going to bed." Robin sighed.
"Already?" Batman questioned, keeping his focus on the screen in front of him.
"Yeah, I have a headache" Robin answered then made his way up the stairs.
Dick slumped into pre-calculus. Today he did not feel like dealing with school work. As he made his way to his desk, he noticed his friend Barbara with her head pressed against her desk top. Dick took his seat behind her, and made out a faint snoring. Dick snickered a little; This was so not like Barbara, He thought.
"Babs," he said quietly and poked her back.
Barbara's head shot up off the desk, "Triangle!" She said loudly. All of the students in the class turned to her and gave her odd looks. "Sorry…" She said embarrassed. Dick began laughing behind her. Barbara turned around to Dick and narrowed her eyes. "What did you do that for?" She asked irritated.
Dick leaned up a little closer to her, "You were asleep." Dick said. His eyes traced her face. Dark circles lay under her lightly blood shot eyes. "Damn Babs, did you get any sleep at all last night?" He asked.
"Of Course I did." She answered. "I was just up late working on school work"
"Oh your history project?" He asked as he relaxed back into his chair.
"History project?" She said to herself, then her eyes widen "Crap I never finished!" She said distraught.
"Then what kind of school work were you working on?" Dick asked.
"Um, English paper." She shrugged.
"Miss Gordon, are you finished?" the teacher called from the front of the class room. Barbara turned back around to face the front of the room and nodded. "Please pay attention." The teacher said annoyed.
Dick began snickering behind Barbara. Barbara reached her arm behind her and gave him the finger.
After the final bell rang, Dick met up with Barbara at her locker. "So how was history?" Dick asked with a smirk on his face.
"I believe I just got my first F" she moaned, and placed her textbooks back in her locker. "My dad is going to kill me."
"Is there any way you can make up for it?" Dick asked.
"This is our Nazi of a history teacher, he doesn't do extra credit." Barbara replied and they both laughed a little. A poster for the school's fall formal caught Dicks eye.
"Hey are you going to the fall formal?" dick asked.
Barbara closed her locker and swung her bag over her shoulder. "Why would I? Its like a couple thing, and I don't have a date."
"Yeah me either." Dick sighed.
"Well I have to get going." Barbara said.
"Okay well I will see you tomorrow then." Dick said with a smile. She returned his smile then turned and walked away.
Dick continued smiling as he watched her leave. He loved being around Barbara, she was so normal. He felt as though she was then only normal thing in his life.
That night Dick accompanied Bruce on patrol, due to the fact that Gotham has been relatively quiet that evening Batman had suggest that they split up for a few hours, to cover more ground. Robin had purposely chose the west side of Gotham, hoping to run into the 'Batgirl' again. He couldn't really put a reason to why he needed to see her again; however there was no doubt in his mind that he needed to see her.
Finally he made it to the same building he and Wally had been at the night before. Once again the area was dead. Normally this would cause him to question Gotham's crime rates, however his mind was preoccupied. Robin looked down from his position on top of an apartment complex, and sighed. He had been waiting nearly an hour for the mysterious vigilantly to show up and was becoming impatient. He decided to just meet up with Batman, when a voice came for behind him.
"Bird boy, what a surprise." A female voice called out from behind him. Robin turned around quickly in a defensive stance. "Chill out Birdy, I don't bite." She said as she walked closer towards him. Robin exhaled and relaxed his arms to his side.
"Batgirl, was it?" He asked with a low voice, trying to hide his aggravation.
"Smart one , aren't you?" Batgirl teased. Robin rolled his eyes under his mask.
"You shouldn't be here." He said blankly.
"And why not?" she said crossing her arms. "I have every right too."
"No you do not." Robin argued. "You are putting yourself in danger, and causing a distraction for us."
"Oh am I now?" she asked playful, leaning her head in closer to his.
"Uh," Robin mumbled taking in her appearance, Scarlet hair draped over her shoulder, sky blue eyes, and those blood red lips, which were curled into a smile. He leaned backwards from her, and tried to relax his heartbeat. "It would be best for you to just go home and stop this." He said with a serious tone.
She pulled away from him and crossed her arms once again, her flirtatious expression dropped to an annoyed one. "I am not leaving, or stopping this."
"Yes you are. This is dangerous and stupid; we do not need any more vigilantes running around this city." He replied almost aggressively.
"That what I thought, but sometimes there are more problems for you or the police to handle, or care too." She answered seriously.
"What are you talking about?" he asked defensively. "We have helped so many people, On. Our. Own."
"What about Andrew Matthews?" she asked sharply.
"Who?" robin asked confused.
"Exactly." She said annoyed. She pulled a crumpled piece of paper from her belt and handed it to him. The paper was a cut out from a newspaper article titled, 'Local Tragedy'. He looked at the article in confusion then looked back to Batgirl. "Two weeks ago this man, Andrew Matthews, made a call to the GPD threating to open fire at a bank, because of the money in his account being lost." She paused and signed, then continued. "The police did little investigation on the case, and blew it off as a prank call. My d- um, I mean the commissioner, said there were more important issues for the police to put interest into. So with the police doing nothing I turned to Batman."
"You did?" he asked trying to understand her story.
"Yes." She answered her tone now more sensitive. "I met him on top of the police department, I explained the situation, asked him to please look into it. But he didn't. He told me that it's the police's responsibility." She said with anger, but then her expression dropped, "No one tried to stop him. Unlike what everyone thought, he went through with."
Robin's eyes widened in shock, How could Batman not try and stop him? He thought. Batgirl reached into her belt and pulled out another piece of paper and handed it to him. He looked at the paper; this one was just a list of names.
"He killed six people." She said emotionless. He looked at her with an overwhelming since of guilt.
"I-I had no idea." He pleaded, "If I would have known-"
"But you didn't." she interrupted him. "And know six innocent people are dead. There is no way I am going to stand by and let this happen again." She said with a determined look in her eye. "Gotham needs me, someone who helps with the issues nobody else cares about."
Robing looked at her for a long moment, taking in her essence and passion. Something about her was so familiar. His eyes fell down to the paper in his hands, "You cannot work alone, it's too-" he said raising his head to look at her, but she was gone. "Dangerous.." he whispered to himself.
He returned to the cave to meet up with Bruce. He was already there working on the computer. Dick ripped off is mask and made his way towards Bruce, trying to control his rage. Dick through the papers Batgirl had given him down on the keyboard. "How come you never told me about this!?" Dick asked with anger in his voice.
Bruce examined the papers then looked at Dick, "Dick, this case was special; Matthews had a record of making threating call to the police. He also has a mental disability. Nobody could have predicted his extreme actions." He said calmly.
"He killed six people!" Dick argued.
"We made a mistake."
"No. A mistake is misspelling a word. This was a tragedy." Dick said blankly.
Bruce sighed and looked at Dick. "Where did you hear about this."
"A friend." Dick said quickly. "She said she talked to you, begged you to help, but you didn't."
"Are you talking about the commissioner's daughter?" Bruce asked.
"What?" Dick asked confused.
"Barbara Gordon, she was the only female to bring the matter to my attention."
Then it hit Dick, like a bullet in the back. The red hair, the blue eyes, the voice… Everything. His heart dropped to the depths of his stomach as he put the pieces together. Barbara was Batgirl.
"Barbara.." Dick whispered to himself.