I peer down at her notes. She grabs them and faces me. "We got him Selina!"

Not so fast I thought to myself.

This was not going to be easy and I feel like Ivy is hiding something. I will snoop in her lab later. For now I need some alone time. I tell her I am going to the roof to stretch.

I stare out toward the city. The storm is ending. I love storms. The wind current changes, the temperature, the animals even react to it. I lean on the ledge looking down toward the alley at the tiny pools of water. They catch my eyes as they twinkle reflecting the full moon's glow. Suddenly my sensitive ears detect a crisp swooping noise in the horizon. I turn instantly with my feet planted and arm outstretched for battle. My tension eases as I see my lover standing gloriously against the moonlight.

I cannot see his face as the moon envelopes him in a golden halo. He appears angelic and non-wordly. I cannot see his face, only the black outline of his silhouette. I cannot control my heart beat which now thuds loudly in my heaving chest. I wait for him to speak. He refuses but slowly lifts up his arms causing the cape to spread its wings around him. Like the great Bela Lugosi he commands "Come to me!"

Spell-bound I run into his arms and feel the warmth of his strong embrace. I feel safe, I feel suddenly at peace. He soflty strokes my hair and kisses the top of my head. I snuggle closer to hear his heart beat. The storm has ended.

He pulls back and gently places his gloved hand under my chin and lifts my face upward and stares into my eyes.
My knees feel like rubber as his mouth parts. I close my eyes to feel his kiss as my mouth waters. He whispers "Please don't do anything foolish, Selina." "Let me handle the Joker!" "I've known him longer and know what he is capable of."

I hiss and push him away. "Wrong!" I shout. "I've seen what he is capable of and he's going to pay!" I pace side to side. "I've been around this block a while and I can take care of myself!" I spit.

He puts his palm out and takes a step forward lowering his seducing bass timbered voice. "Yes. You are a remarkable skilled combatant Selina. One of the best, but the Joker isn't hand to hand. He has an arsenal of weaponry, minions of thugs, a vast knowledge of toxins, and he is a MANIAC!"

"I know that!" I howl but deep inside I was beginning to worry about this trip to Italy.

"I am here to help, Selina." "I am here to make sure you and all those in Gotham are safe."

I wanted to argue. I was in that kind of mood,but stop pacing feeling defeat. I know he is telling the truth. I doubt if he ever has lied.
"What are you planning on doing, Selina?"

I look away trying to think of a quick excuse. Lies were not hard for me but I couldn't think of one.

"Let me help." He implores placing his gloved hand on my shoulder. His hand slowly slides down my arms and onto my hands where he holds them tight. I turned staring at the ground. I couldn't manage to look at him. A gust of wind stirs up his black cape while transporting a voice of an angel upward into my ear and heart.
"I love you!" "I don't want to lose..."

I can fill him in about Italy later...
I grab him claws out shredding pieces of his costume as I hungrily kiss his lips enhaling his scent filled with intoxicated phermones that make me dizzy. Like a lioness in heat, I rub my scent all over his body clinging closer to feel every inch of his muscular torso.

Instinctively, he scoops me up and allows my legs to dangle. I feel like I am floating on air. I stare into ocean blue eyes and began to pant. He looks at me with an understanding of that desire as he grabs the circular ring of my zipper. I clasp my legs firmly around his body granting him more motion. Slowly and gently he slides down my zipper. My straddle tightens as he lightly touches me with his gloved hand. I arch my back in pleasure. His eyes have that want, his lip twitches as he grabs the edge of his glove with his perfect teeth and pulls his arm away causing the glove free. He slowly begins to touch me again. He moves his mouth over my warm body and gently kisses my scars. I let out a faint moan and scratch his back searching for the zipper.

A slight wrinkle in the corner of his eye eludes me to my target and I yank.

I lick my lips admiring his torso as my fingers claw over his flesh leaving tiny red marks. As if he knew my thoughts, he sets me down and begins to take off the lower part of his costume. A louder moan escapes my panting mouth as I stare at him under the pale moonlight.
"Don't worry, Selina. You don't have to be gentle with me. I can take it and I want what you want."

Quickly I slide my latex down my hips and thighs kicking with a cheshire grin. I am ready to pounce on my most savory treat. I eye him up and down as a lion would it's best spoils wondering which part to start on.

I am speechless. Too many ideas, too many choices. I shake my head, flex my paws and dive.