Oracle was not having a good day.
First off, her on again of again boyfriend, Richard Grayson just broke up with her to pursue an orange-skinned spice girl, then her team The Birds of Prey, failed to stop a major weapons deal that would supply guns to rebels in Africa, her father was expecting her to come to some police ball that night, and to top it all off, Bruce called telling her there was an emergency at the manor.
Now Alfred was filling her in as he escorted her to the Batcave.
"…she seems like a sweet girl, but Master Bruce is sure there is something wroung about her. You know how he is."
"So why did he call me?"
"Honestly, Miss. Barbara? He needs your help."
The elevator opened to show Tim getting tackled by a youthful cheery looking girl. Batman was leaning against the computer, rubbing his temples. Barbara smirked. This girl had been here for a half hour and already Bruce hated her.
"HA YOU ROBIN WANNABE! I TOLD YOU I COULD BEAT YOU IN A DUEL!" Emma yelled, pinning the poor titan to the ground.
"No Fair! You used powers!" He gasped.
"Its fair if I'm using what God gave me!" she said, grinning. Suddenly, she saw Oracle.
Her jaw dropped and she quickly ran over to the techie's side.
"Barbara Gordon?" She said in obvious wonder. Oracle nodded.
She's not so bad, wonder what's eating Bruce.
"You rock! When I got my powers, I thought, what would Babs do? And know I'm like the Superman of my world, no one thinks to cross this boss!" Emma proclaimed proudly. Tim snorted, sufficiently recovered from the attack.
"You couldn't be in charge of a fan club much less a league of superheroes!"
Emma turned and gave him a look that sent more chills then Batman's death glares.
"Unless you want me to tell Wonder Woman what you've been doing with Wonder Girl, you will not underestimate me," she hissed.
Maybe that's why Batman isn't fond of girl. She isn't afraid of black mail.
Batman approached her, looking drained. He handed Barbara a shiny credit card.
"She needs som civilain clothes, and I can't work with her around." He glared at Emma and she made a little pouty face.
"I'm right here, you know? Besides, I can move things through dimensions, so no need to spend money on little old me! I've got a shirt that's says "I believe in Harvey Dent for district atterney, and I've always thought how cool…"
Emma rabbled on and Bruce sent his ex sidekick a pleading look. Babs smirked. Batman was actually asking for help!
She addressed Emma. "Hey, can you go ahead, I'll be out in a moment."
Emma stopped mid sentence, looked at Batman then Babs, and sighed. "I guess it's true then…," she said sadly.
"What's true?"
"Bruce doesn't trust me and he's gonna give you the 'We need to find out more about her, why she is here, blah, blah, blah' speech."
Bruce pointed to the exit. "Out. Now."
Emma walked slowly out of the cave. "About time," Robin muttered, taking Emma's communicator out of his utility belt.
"How'd you get that?" Barbara demanded. Robin smiled.
"He gave me the same spheel he's about to give you. Excuse me, I'm going to find out more about this weird guest of ours."