Hey everyone! I know this is odd, coz I just updated like, a few hours ago, but since everyone's reviewing, a lot I thought I'd post this chappie! Just so ya'll know I suck at fight scenes, so please excuse this one, I might get better but…you never know. So, thanks to all my reviewers and I promise no matter what the next chapter will be up really soon!

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Chapter 3

He flashed me a quick smiled then jumped up. I scrabbled to the wall as he fought my attackers. I watched him deliver punches, spin kicks. High kicks, low spins, back kicks, backward turn hits, and then I watched as he dodged bullets with near in-human reflexes. All hitting their mark, I was goddamn astounded.

The men started shouting to each other and Nightwing grabbed some strange device form his belt. I watched as he released them and smoke poured out.

It was then that he was by my side, lifting me into his arms, I wrapped my arms around his neck, and watched as the ground fell away.

I looked up, and watched as Nightwing swung us easily up onto the roof of the buildings from his grappling hook.

I must have looked a mess.

My make up must have run, I must have been bruised. I was sopping wet, my hair was a mess, and my dress was ruined.

I looked up at Nightwing, standing tall and proud in his black and blue costume, his opaque white mask covering his eyes.

"Thank you" I whispered, shivering in the freezing rain.

He looked me over then offered his hand,

"You're a mess, come with me, I'll take you back to your place" his voice was deep and steady, reassuring in a weird way.

I glanced at him un-steadily, and then fainted.

I woke up and jolted forward. I was in bed. Not mine, someone else's. Glancing around I took in my surroundings. Plain queen sized bed, a dresser, a mirror, a closet and one door, which was closed. It was when I realized that I was nothing but my black bra and panties did I freak.

"Calm down, you're fine. But you were sopping wet and that dress was going to give you a cold"

I hugged the blankets to my chest as Nightwing stepped out of the shadows. I glared at him, feeling deceived, for some reason.

"You had no right to do that" I hissed, not taking my eyes from him. He was tall, with long shoulder length black hair, a muscled body that was emphasized from beneath his suit.

"Well I'm sorry" he said, in a mocking way.

"You should be" I hissed angry.

"Well, I'm sorry I saved your life, next time I'll let you die" he snapped.

I cowered back, suddenly afraid.

I watched as he raised his arms in a peace signal

"Sorry Kori, I'm just trying to help"

"How do you know my name?" I asked, suspicious. This is so weird, I have absolutely no idea what I'm doing here, who this guy is. He could be some weirdo dressing up as Nightwing, but then again, no ordinary weirdo could fight like he did.

"Korina Anders, who doesn't know you?" he asked, raising a brow.

I blushed, was Nightwing flirting with me?

"Well, some people have been known to stalk me" I replied, grinning slightly

"There ya go, laughing, it's not that bad" he joked, laughing himself.

"Yes, its not, but when you were chased by an army of thugs, beaten, then saved by a superhero things can be slightly un-funny" I said, smiling

"Well, then why do you smile if you're so shocked?" He asked, grinning.

I laughed, he was nice, normal, and the kind of guy you only found in fairy tales.

"So, what did you do with my dress?" I asked, hoping he hadn't thrown it away.

"It's ruined, it's been binned" he shrugged at my astonished expression.

"Well what am I supposed to wear?" I asked him, agitated.

He tossed me a knee length silk blue bathrobe.

"That, all I have to do is take you back to your place. I was going to do that but you fainted and I didn't know where you lived" he moved closer and sat on the edge of the bed.

I laughed nervously,

"Well, it's not everyday you get to be saved by a superhero" I blushed, not believing that I was actually flirting with him.

"Yeah, well it's not every day that I get to meet someone as famous, and as nice as you"

I nearly swooned, I was flirting with Nightwing!

"Thank you, I guess I'll have to remember that" I blushed at my own stupid lines.

"Yes, I guess you will" he murmured, smiling happily.

"What are you smiling at?" I asked, suddenly finding this whole conversation quite bizarre.

"Just you" he laughed along with me then I stopped.

"What do you mean, just you?" I narrowed my eyes in mock anger.

"You, you're so…different from what I expected" he murmured.

I stopped suddenly, finding something about him eerily familiar.

"Do I know you?" I asked, searching his face.

He seemed twitchy, nervous and I knew I knew I had seen him somewhere…as someone else.

"No, I don't think you do" there was silence between us and then he broke it.

"I guess we better get you back to your apartment"

He turned around, facing the wall, and slipped out of the bed and into the blue robe, fastening it tightly around my waist. Then it dawned on me, he said he didn't know where I lived, yet he knew I lived in an apartment.

"You lied" I murmured.

He turned back to me,

"About what?"

"About that you didn't know where I lived. You said you never knew where I lived yet you know I live in an apartment!" I exclaimed, suddenly feeling deceived.

"Fine, I lied, but I wanted to make sure you were aright" he admitted and I stopped,

"Why would you care if I'm alright or not?" I asked quietly,

"Well, I just do" he muttered. "Now come on, let's go"

He grabbed my arm, gently and led me out and down a shabby flight of stairs and onto the cold road below.

I narrowed my eyes against the driving rain and spotted the famed N-cycle. We raced forward, him jumping on first and me clambering on behind him.

I wrapped my arms around his muscled waist and pressed myself against him, trying to get warm. Nightwing bent low in the wind, rushing through the quiet roads through the rain.

We arrived outside my apartment, and he swore, my door was open.

I glanced inside and cried out, everything was ruined! My furniture was shredded; everything was up turned and broken.

Nightwing pulled me behind him and I whimpered; I was really scared. I didn't know why this was happening to me; I hadn't done anything wrong, had I?

Nightwing stopped and I looked around him. A note was pinned against the wall.

'Well, seems as though my jewel has gotten away, never mind, I'm sure Nightwing will take good care of you. He was the one who saved you no doubt and defeated my men. You see Miss Anders, I am a hoarder of precious and exotic gems and jewels, and you are on gem I don't want to escape, Yours, The Shining Stealer.'

I started crying and clung to Nightwing, who wrapped a strong, reassuring arm around my shoulders.

"I don't want you staying here, come on. We'll get your stuff, and then we're going back to my place. You can stay there till the cops sort this out"

Nightwing offered me smile but I merely continued sobbing, clutching to him.

"Shh, it's alright Kori; I won't let anyone harm you"

"Thank you" I whispered.

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