I do not own, wait can't you just go back to the other chapter and read this? Ha I bet your reading this, I made you read this. (Important do not read this) Ha made you do it again.

Ch. 6

Dick tossed and turned for about an hour until he heard a soft tap coming from his door. Wait no, it was coming from his window... and now a voice was talking to him. "Hey, psst it's me! Open your window, Rob? Rob are you awake? ROBIN WAKE UP!" she whispered loudly.(Can you do that?) Robin couldn't see anything in the dark so he waited for his eyes to adjust before finally walking over to the window to open it. "Who's there?" "Me dummy, who else would be knocking on your window at 1 in the morning?" Barbara, should of known. "What do you want?" he said yawning. "Grab your tights we're going out on patrol," she said with a giggle. "At this time? Are you crazy, wait what am I saying? I'll be there in a second." Been in Jump too long, he thought grabbing his utility belt. "So dissobeying Batman again?" "What he don't know won't hurt him"

They headed out of the titans tower and went off into the city, each with their own motorcycles. "Hey so any reason why you wanted to patrol at night, it's pretty peaceful here ya know?" he said over the loud motors. "Couldn't sleep, any reason why you came along, you could of skipped out you know?" she said laughing. "I couldn't sleep either, and someone has to keep you out of trouble." he playfully joked. Yes, my plan is slowly staring to work he's more relaxed, and playful now. She laughed "It's funny because if I remember correctly you were the one who always got us into trouble." "NO, you must have a bad memory it was you who was the clumsy one, not me. Remember who always had to watch your back because someone would bite off more than they could chew?" he said teasing and laughing at the memories. "Hey! That only happened once, or twice," she said with a smile. He slowed down to give her the guilty look. "Ah, okay more than twice but still yoouu Mr. Prefect always blew our cover," she speeded up on her bike. He sped up, once he caught up he replied, "Not my fault. Those criminals were practicily begging for me to make fun of them, and that other time I just had to sneeze so badly." "Uh huh, you still admitted it, and looks like you were right it is peaceful here, at night that is. If we were in Gotham we would of been jumped hours ago." she joked. He stayed silent. Opps, bad move, stupid, she scolded her self.

(After a couple hours of patrol on their motorcycles)

"Uh hey Rob this patrolling on our bikes was fun, but can we add a little more danger to this, oh say I dunno grapple-hooking from building to building? There's something about falling 20 feet and higher from buildings that makes life a little more exciting don't you think?" He smirked "You read my mind. Race ya." "Oh your so on!" ah good ol times she thought contently. Little did she know he was content too. They ditched their bikes, and by ditched I meant pushed a button so they could return from where ever they came from, and grapple-hooked the nearest building.

After about swinging from 20 different buildings they stopped to take a breath. "Beat you" he said a little out of breath. "No fair we didn't even choose a building to race to, and you got home field advantage." she slightly gasped. He shrugged his shoulders, "I still won. Oh and you can take the silver trophy home, you were always second on everything anyways." She caught her breath and swang off the building, he followed and they continued talking in the air. "What second, me? Who was bats first partner? Moi," she said pointing to herself. "And who was first to see the batcave? Moi. And who was first to know Batman's identity, moi. And who was first to be trained by him, moi. And who was first to try Alfred's cookies, moi. And who-" Robin was cut off by Batgirl. "Okay, okay so I was second a couple of times, whatever get over yourself. Mr. Conceited." He stopped on a roof to pout, "I thought I was Mr. Perfect!" They stared at each other and then burst out laughing. "Why are we so weird and random?" Barbara managed to ask between laughs. "I'm not weird, your the weird one. I'm just random." Then he swooshed off to another building. "Hey," she laughed chasing after him.

A couple more hours passed then the sun began to come up.

Barbara stared at the sun rising "I guess that means our job is up, good work Sherlock Holmes we managed to stop two robberies, one gang beating up a guy, and stopped a murder. Not bad but still not Gotham." "Why all in a good time, My dear Walston." Robin said with a yawn "Now I belive I must go home to rest, good night doctor." She giggled "Cheerio then, and I belive it's morning about now Sir." "Whatever. See ya around Babs. Bye," he said through half lit eye lids. And some for reason he wasn't paying attention, maybe it was the tiredness of not sleeping two nights in a row, but for whatever reason he sloppily to swang off the building and crashed head-face into the building, yes you heard me crashed into the building.

Barbara wanted to laugh so hard, but instead she swang over and helped him up before he fell off the building. He moaned, "Ow, that hurt-t." She held her laughter for a while longer, "A-are you okay?" She couldn't help it any more and began to laugh hard. Soon she was on the floor holding her sides with tears of joy flowing down her face. His vision began to blur, the world began to spin, he felt a warm liquid run down his face, then he saw nothing but pitch black. But she stopped dead laughing when she heard a loud THUMP. Robin had collapsed onto the floor. She rubbed away the tears ran over to him, she turned him around so that he was facing her, he had a nasty burse on his forehead, blood was gushing out on the deep cut he had on the left side on his forehead. (So the middle of his forehead he had a pruple-ish black-ish burse and next to it he had a deep cut, you get me?)

Well that was unexpected.

okay that's it for this chapter sorry for the short chapter. AN wow Barbara broke the first you say are you okay, then your friend says yes, then you laugh your ass at them rule. Though you can't blame her who doesn't want to laugh at the image of someone crashing into someting.