Hello there!

I'm trying to update as fast as I can because I'm pretty sure that last chapter confused some of you.

So here it is

Richard jumped off Bruce's car and closed the door. The lights in the house were still on, signaling that maybe Bruce and Selina weren't home. He walked over and opened the door silently. He didn't hear any commotion in the living room so he walked in and noticed that effectively, none of them were home.

He sighed, relieved and let himself fall on the couch. He was exhausted. After spending much time trying to calm Arella down, they had to deal with Kory's brother, who wasn't happy with the situation at all. All that wrapped, Richard took Victor and Karen back home, and with the dance being two days away, he decided to try and forget everything but couldn't. That's when his detective side kicked in.

He had no idea who those muggers were, or why they had Kory's family as a target, but he was sure he was going to find out. He took off his jacket and ran up to his room, looking around. Opening a drawer he found what he needed.

A laptop.

He turned it on and tried to use as much use as the hacking skills he'd learned from the Dark Knight. He hacked into 911 emergency line data base and tried to find the case. When it was found he tried to pick up as much information as he could about both of them, though it wasn't at all easy, since his technology was limited, but it was enough.

He heard Bruce's car pull up and closed the lap top. He hoped news hadn't get to Bruce's ears, because he wasn't sure if this Bruce would be mad about his car being taken without any permission, so he just decided to act normally and not tell him anything.

As Selina and Bruce trotted upstairs he noticed how silent they were. Not even a word when they entered. No whistling, no throat clearing, nothing.

I am dead

Bruce's shadow appeared on Richard's floor, and put his hands on his hips. He sat up, feet dangling over the bed's edge and looked at him in the eye. He couldn't quite read his expression so he decided to let his gaze fall to the floor.

"Richard…"

Here it comes, oh boy..

"Do you have any idea of what time it is?" Bruce said.

Richard's eyeballs moved to every corner of the room, and he saw the red lines forming numbers.

4:48 a.m.

"I didn't notice." He said quite nervous, scratching the back of his head.

"How come?" Bruce crossed his arms over his chest and waited for an answer.

"I-I well I saw this movie, and kept listening to strange sounds in the kitchen so I guess I…"

"Mhm." Bruce wasn't buying it. At all. Richard sighed and crossed his legs.

"Truth is. Some muggers broke into the Anders house and Victor and Karen told me so I drove up there to try and figure out, then we took Raven and Kory to the hospital." He said with no pauses or hesitations. He shut his eyes closed and waited for a screaming tantrum, but instead, he felt a hand on his shoulder. When he opened his eyes, he say Bruce smiling to him.

"Good Job." He said, and walking out of the room silently.

Richard's jaw fell open and he gasped.

"WHAT?" He said, only loud enough so he could hear. He started pacing around his room like crazy, whispering words to himself. "How dare he said it's okay, and it was a good job. No it wasn't. I took his damn car and risked my life, and Kory and Raven's and all he says is good job?"

He stopped and thought for a moment.

"Good job. I did a good job." A smile crept over his lips. He knew that Bruce was a completely different person to the other Bruce Wayne, but that doesn't mean he didn't enjoy it. He stood up and fell on his bed. As he drifted to sleep the words from a satisfied parent kept ringing in his mind.

Good Job.

Yes last chapter until 2012 people!

Hope you have an amazing new years eve!

All of you, best wishes and blessings!

Daniela