Chapter 5... yay? I'm going with yay.

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Annabelle was sitting on the guest bed trembling and hugging herself. Tears running down her face. It was the middle of the night and she had woken up from another flashback. She was rocking herself back and forth, telling herself she was ok, telling herself it wouldn't happen again.

She grabbed her phone from her bedside table, her hands shaking so much she almost dropped it.

She quickly dialed Dick's number and listened to the dial tone, waiting patiently for him to pick up.

"Hey Annabelle, what's wrong?" He asked, sleep obvious in his voice.

"Sorry for calling you so late..." She whispered.

"No, it's okay. What's wrong?" He asked.

"I...I had the dream again." She whispered into the phone.

"Why don't you talk to Selina about it?" He asked.

"Because she doesn't care. She got rid of me, why would she care about me now?" Annabelle said, slightly defensively.

"Bruce wouldn't let you stay with her if she didn't care, Annabelle. You're with her because Leslie thought it would be best for you, so have an pen mind. You know Leslie would never do anything that wasn't best for you." Dick said before hanging up.

Annabelle dropped her phone onto the bed, burying her face into her knees.

"Annabelle? Are you alright Kitten?" Selina asked from the door.

"Yeah... I'm f-fine." Annabelle replied, lying down, still facing away from her mother.

Annabelle could hear Selina walk into the room and sit on the opposite end of the bed.

"You wanna talk about it."

"What do you care?"

"I do care Kitten. You can tell me anything." Selina said, laying down next to her.

"Go away." Annabelle said, digging her face in her pillow.

"I'm not going away until you tell me what's wrong." Selina replied, pulling the blanket over her legs.

"I had another flashback." Annabelle whispered.

"Tell me about it." Selina replied, deadly serious.


Selina woke up still in the guest bedroom, Annabelle's head was resting in the crook of her neck.

She could't help but smile, despite the fact that she could feel Annabelle trembling.

She stroked her daughter's hair, attempting to comfort the younger girl, who suddenly started crying quietly.

"Stop...Please stop... Stop! STOP!" Annabelle screamed, tears falling down her face.

"Kitten, wake up." Selina shook Annabelle until the younger girl snapped her eyes open.

"M...Mom..." Annabelle whispered, burying her face into Selina's shoulder. "I had the dream again." Annabelle wrapped an arm around Selina's abdomen.

"It's okay Kitten. I'm here, no one's gonna hurt you. No one's ever gonna hurt you again." Selina squeezed Annabelle's shoulders and kissed the top of her head.

"Then... why did you give me up?" Annabelle asked quietly.

"I gave you to your father because I knew he would be a better mentor for you than me. I didn't want you to end up like me. A thief and a criminal. I couldn't let you be like me. You have parents, people who are supposed to take care of you. I didn't have that, and that's why I became what I am now. But you also have people who look up to you. You have three little brothers who adore you, believe me Bruce has told me how much they admire you. In fact, you have five different people to take care of you. Bruce, Leslie Tompkins, Alfred, Richard, and me. All of us want the best for you. That's why I gave you to Bruce. I wanted to be your mother, but not your role model." Selina replied, now rubbing Annabelle's back.

"You were still my role model, just the good things about you. Why do you think I chose to be 'Panther?' I wanted to be like you, just not the bad you." Annabelle replied, closing her eyes.

"But you didn't become a thief. And that's what I wanted."

"No, but you don't have to be a thief anymore either. You're in love with Bruce Wayne! One of the richest men in the world! Why do you feel the need to steal?" Annabelle demanded.

"Because I don't want to rely on anyone. Call it an old habit." Selina replied.

"Just stop stealing. If you stop stealing I'll come to visit you." Annabelle said, releasing her mother's shoulders.

"Okay, deal?"

"Deal."

They shook hands.


Three weeks later Bruce came to pick Annabelle up from Selina's apartment. He hugged her and put her bag in the backseat while Annabelle said goodbye to Selina.

Bruce smiled widely when he saw his daughter hug her mother.

As soon as they entered the mansion, the boys ran down the stairs and were on top of their sister. Damian was attached to her leg, Tim to her waist, Jason stood against the wall, trying to hold back his smile, and Dick had his arms wrapped around her. Once Dick had finally released her, and she had wrestled the younger boys off her, she hugged Jason, ignoring his protests.

Another month later, she spent the night at her mother's apartment.


Well... That's the end I guess...

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