Robin ducked through the crowded main room of Titan Tower. The Justice League had accompanied them back, and spent the last several hours interrogating them about their actions over the past week and a half. Finally Batman had interrupted Superman's latest inquisition by asking if anyone had seen Superboy recently, leading Superman to go off in search of his way-ward sidekick. Robin spotted Batgirl sitting in one corner, and walked over to join her.
"Hey," he said. She smiled. "How's your arm?"
"Never better," she replied, holding up the brace on her wrist. He grinned. "So how're you feeling, Boy Wonder?" Robin frowned slightly at the nickname.
"Tired," he replied truthfully. "Haven't really slept since two nights ago."
"Me too," she replied. "So how does it feel to be in the spotlight?"
"I'd really wish they'd just leave me alone," he retorted. "Do they really need to all tell me how great I've done, how proud they are, how I shouldn't have tried this on my own, and how they hope I'm okay?" She snorted.
"I guess so," she replied. "You'd really prefer to be ignored? Because I seem to remember a certain someone being pretty…" Robin shoved her playfully and laughed.
"I guess not then," he admitted. "But it might be nice if someone realized we need to sleep." Batgirl opened her mouth to protest, but he cut her off. "Other than the omnipotent Bruce of course."
"Well of course."
"By the way, have you seen Superboy recently?" Batgirl smiled.
"Nope," she replied. "Donna dragged him off a while ago."
"You don't think…"
"And you call yourself a detective Grayson," she mocked, leaning her head back against the wall.
"I'm a perfectly good detective," Robin replied. "I simply don't want to be nosy."
"I'm not being nosy," Batgirl retorted. "And it's not like they haven't been gossiping about us for ages."
"I'm not saying I have any problem with you being nosy as long as you tell me what you find out." They both laughed, and settled back into silence as they watched the crowd in front of them.
"So…" Batgirl said, continuing to stare outwards.
"What's wrong?" Robin asked picking up on her slight change in tone.
"Nothing," she replied. "It's just that I'm going back to Gotham first thing tomorrow." Robin immediately glanced back at her.
"What?" Batgirl glanced back at him. Robin quickly understood. "So what's your dad think you've been doing all this time?" Batgirl rolled her eyes.
"Spending a week with friends who moved to New York a few years ago," Batgirl replied. "It's summer vacation after all." Robin grinned.
"That really works?"
"You got a better idea Boy Wonder?"
"I guess not." He leaned his head back against the wall. "Do you really have to leave so soon?"
"Dick, I have school in two weeks," she laughed. "I have homework I should be doing."
"Homework?"
"We don't all have the luxury of abandoning our secret identities when we feel like it," she replied before yawning and leaning her head against his shoulder.
"Why don't you ever quit it with the snide remarks?" Robin asked.
"I simply harbor some deep seated resentment," Batgirl replied, grinning. Robin laughed, stifling a yawn.
"Hope you'll get over it," he replied, yawning again. Batgirl's smile was interrupted by another yawn. She adjusted her position slightly, achieving a more comfortable position on his shoulder.
"In your dreams, Boy Wonder." Robin grinned, putting his arm around her shoulders and resting his head against hers.
~0~
"Where have you been?" Superman demanded.
"We can handle ourselves!" Superboy retorted, having just entered the room with Wondergirl.
"What have you two been doing?" Wonder-woman demanded, looking at their intertwined hands. The two teens glanced at each other, blushing slightly. Superman rolled his eyes as Wonder-woman glared at them.
"I will never understand how you handle two of them," Superman said.
"Badly from what I understand," Batman replied. Superman looked around.
"Where'd they get off to anyway?" Batman looked over his shoulder. Superman turned around and spotted the two teens sitting in the corner, dozing. "Aren't you going to wake them up?"
"No," Batman replied. Superman raised an eyebrow, but Batman was gone already.
~0~
Batgirl climbed out of the Batmobile, breathing in the Gotham air. It was surely not the cleanest or freshest, but something about it was always refreshing. She turned around, waving to Batman as he drove away. Quickly, she climbed through her second story window, and pulled out her suitcase she had "brought with her" from under her bed, and pulled out a yellow blouse and a knee length pleated skirt. She changed quickly once more, pulling off her mask and placing her glasses back on her face. After stowing her costume away, she hurried towards the door, checking her appearance in the mirror quickly. She grinned. Return of little Ms. Perfect. She tucked her loose hair behind her ear, and Barbra Gordon hurried down the stairs to make something for dinner. After all, her father usually failed to question things when his mouth was full.
~0~
"Hi Dad!" Barbra exclaimed upon hearing the door open. Commissioner Gordon walked into the kitchen, smiling and giving her a big hug.
"Barbra honey, you didn't have to make dinner," he said, looking at the already set table.
"Think of it as a thank you for letting me go on my trip," Barbra replied, setting the meatloaf on the table.
"So how was your trip honey?"
"It was good, and it was really nice to see everyone again," Barbra replied, not faltering her smile at all. It's not really lying; I'm just not talking about my friends who moved to New York. "How have things been here in Gotham?"
"Surprisingly quiet actually," Commissioner Gordon remarked while starting to eat. "The villains are actually staying in jail…" Barbra smiled as her dad launched into a summary of the last few weeks.