Robin slowly drifted back into consciousness. Immediately he registered that it hurt to breath. At least that probably means I'm not dead.

"You awake?" he sighed as soon as he heard her voice. She was okay. He opened his eyes, turning his head to see her. She smiled, reaching forward and giving his hand a quick squeeze before sitting back in her chair again. "How do you feel?"

"Not good," he replied. She frowned, opening her mouth to say something, but caught herself.

"Well, I wanted to thank you, Robin," she said quickly, smiling in a formal way. Robin groaned nodded. Right, Robin doesn't really know Barbra Gordon.

"Don't mention it," he replied.

"I hope you feel better," she said. "I'm really sorry you got hurt."

"I just have a saving people thing," Robin replied. "Don't worry about it."

"Well…" Barbra looked into the hallway, then leaned in and hugged him. "Bruce will be here in a few minutes to get you out of here. I've got to deal with my dad, but we'll talk later."

"Glad to have helped you," he said as she pulled back.

"Thank you again Robin. I hope I'll see you soon," Barbra flashed him a large genuine smile before leaving the room.

~0~

"So Barbra," Commissioner Gordon said as they drove home. "How well do you know Robin?" Barbra rolled her eyes.

"Dad, I've only met him five or six times!" she protested.

"Really?"

"Dad, if this is about how I gave him a hug, you may have noticed how he saved me from being shot," Barbra explained.

"Honey, I'm so sorry that something like this happened," he said immediately. "You know I wish I didn't bring my work home with me."

"Its fine," she assured him. "Everyone wound up okay in the end."

"Barbra, its okay to admit you're scared." Her dad glanced over at her for a second.

"I know Dad," Barbra said, leaning her head against the window. "It's just easier not to think about it."

"Honey, you handled yourself very well," Commissioner Gordon replied, "Amazingly well actually. What you did to The Joker… How did you learn that?"

"I just saw something like that on TV," she admitted, turning back to face her dad. "I guess I just snapped when he shot at me. I realized then that if I didn't do something, he was going to kill us."

"Its okay honey, its okay," he comforted her. "We're all okay."

"I know Dad," Barbra replied as they pulled up to their house. As they walked into the hallway, Barbra looked back at the door, which had been knocked off its hinges.

"Honey, I have to go to work now, alright?" Commissioner Gordon said, watching her carefully. "I have two officers around the house and Lieutenant Kingly will stay here with you."

"Okay Dad," she said, giving him a hug. "Stay safe."

"I will honey," he replied as he left.

"Lieutenant, I'm going to go upstairs and read," Barbra said. "Will that be okay?"

"After the day you've had, I'm not going to make you stay down here and be reminded of it," Lieutenant Kingly assured her, flashing her a kind smile.

"Thank you," she said, smiling at him before rushing upstairs. She locked her door behind her, put on some light music and tuned off the lights. Within five minutes, Batgirl crept out of the window and into the night.

~0~

Batgirl zoomed into the Batcave, jumping off her motorcycle the second it stopped. She raced into the main room, running into a large blue form.

"Batgirl?" Cyborg asked, grabbing her shoulders to hold her up. "You heard?" She nodded.

"Do you know what exactly happened?" demanded Starfire, who was standing just behind Cyborg with the rest of the Titans.

"D…R…He was shot," Batgirl said, barely able to admit it. It was all her fault. "Joker shot him defending Barbra Gordon." Beastboy frowned.

"Who's Barbra Gordon?" he asked. Batgirl opened her mouth, fully intending to say "me," but she just couldn't bring herself to do it.

"The commissioner's daughter."

"What was he even doing here?" Cyborg asked, looking at Raven as though she might have the answer.

"Defending Barbra Gordon from the Joker," Raven replied simply. Beastboy frowned.

"That's just…" Beastboy started to protest, but Cyborg stopped him.

"This really isn't a good time for you're stupid arguing," he snapped.

"I think we should go find this Barbra and give her a piece of our heads," Starfire suggested. Batgirl sighed.

"Let's go," Cyborg declared. Batgirl opened her mouth to tell them. I deserve the blame.

"This was not Barbra's fault," Batman said, walking into the room. He jerked his head over his shoulder, and Batgirl dashed past him.

"How's Robin?" she heard Cyborg ask from behind her as she ducked into the room, which was decorated much like a hospital, where Robin was lying in a bed.

"Amazing how quickly you found out," Robin joked feebly.

"Still feeling alright?"

"I'm already feeling better than I last saw you," he replied, smiling. Batgirl smiled back. Can't worry him, he's just been shot.

"Glad to hear it," she replied.

"Listen, Babs, I…" Robin trailed off, trying unsuccessfully to sit up. Batgirl moved from her place at the door and rested a hand on his shoulder. They locked their gazes. Batgirl reached out and took his hand.

"ROBIN!" Starfire exclaimed, leading the Titans into the room.

"Are you…" Cyborg trailed off. The four Titans looked at Batgirl and Robin.

"Just concentrate on getting better, okay?" Batgirl requested. Robin nodded, and she leaned down and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. "I'll be back later." She smiled at the Titans, and walked past them and out of the room.

"What was that?" Beastboy asked, staring after her. Raven glared at him.

"You're all idiots."