I've moved the story back to the Batman Begins section because I don't think as many people visit The Dark Knight section. Sorry for the delay in updates but only two people reviewed so I waited to see if anyone else would, which they didn't and that made me sad. Anyways here's another chapter.

The next morning Alfred and Faye left on the private jet for Chicago, which mean Bruce would not be at peace until they returned. At the moment he was in the library with Grayson who was doing his homework.

"Dude, you really have to relax." Said Grayson looking up from the textbook he was reading. Bruce had been sitting down in a chair and then getting up to skim through one of the books and then returning to his seat only to repeat the process.

"I'm just worried about them."

"You're worried about a woman who can single handedly take out 5 men twice her size with her bare hands. I'd be more worried for the guy who tries to mug her." Scoffed Grayson.

"It's not that I'm worried about. What if the man she is looking for works for that woman who killed those police officers." Said Bruce he looked over Grayson's shoulder to see what page he was on. "Are you almost done with that? We should get some training in today."

"I have 20 more pages left."

"Great." Mumbled Bruce. "Read faster."

"Hey, don't blame me, it was your wife who gave me the assignment!" Said Grayson.

"Yeah, a week ago and you decided to do it all today." Said Bruce in a patronizing tone.

"Alright fine we can train first and then I'll get back to my homework."

"No I don't want to procrastinate more." Said Bruce though he really actually wanted them to train at least it would keep his busy and make him stop thinking about what could happen to Faye while she was in Chicago.

"I can't study when you keep walking around anyway." Said Grayson closing his book and rolling his eyes. "I'll go get changed." He said.

Once he left Bruce went down to the cave and changed into his suit he did not put the mask on yet. When Grayson came down the stairs in a rather unusual getup he said "What the hell are you wearing?"

"It's my performing outfit for the circus!" Said Grayson in regards to the green and red unitard like outfit. "And everything else I could wear was in the wash!" He said defensively.

"Okay." Said Bruce holding back laughter.

"I know it's a little odd…but really…okay seriously man, you run around dressed like a bat!" Said Grayson as Bruce started to burst out laughing.

"Okay, your right, sorry, it's just you look like someone out of that movie Robin Hood Men in Tights." Said Bruce once the laughter had subsided.

"Yeah well Robin Hood was a pretty cool guy, and back in his time everyone wore tights. Can we just get on with training now?"

"Alright." Said Bruce putting on his mask. "What do you want to do first?" He asked his voice now the horse yet commanding one of Batman.

"Can I learn how to drive the Tumbler?" Asked Grayson eyeing the tank like vehicle.

"Let's work on not totaling sports cars before we move onto the more difficult vehicles to drive."

"Fine." Mumbled Grayson.

"Let's just see what you know first, shall we? Hit me." Said Batman waiting for Grayson to punch him. When Grayson did Batman blocked it then grabbing him by the wrist and threw him to the ground.

"Ouch." Said Grayson still not entirely sure what had happened.

"We have a lot of work ahead of us." Said Batman helping Grayson up.

"You guys make this stuff look so god damn easy." Mumbled Grayson getting ready to try again.

The two of them practice for a few hours. Grayson was improving and learning what to do and what not to do. He still wasn't anywhere near the level he would need to be at but he was willing to work hard to achieve his goal.

"I don't know what part of my body hurts more." Said Grayson with a groan as the plopped down onto the couch.

"It can't be that bad we only trained for 4 hours." Said Bruce sitting down in one of the arm chairs and turning on the TV.

"You weren't the one getting through on the ground every few minutes!" Scoffed Grayson.

"But you got back up every time, that's a good sign." Said Bruce.

It was then that house phone rang. Bruce got up to answer it.

"Hello?"

"Bruce, we have a bit of a problem on our hands." Said Faye from the other end of the line.

88888 Settle 2 hours earlier 8888888

Faye and Alfred had checked into their hotel rooms. Faye went out to lunch and then went over to a pay phone to call LeGrande. The phone rang and rang but no one answered. She then called information and was able to get his address. When she arrived she knocked on the door the rather shabby looking apartment. No one answered. The tried the door and it was locked. She looked up and down the hallway to make sure no one was watching before she kicked the door open.

No one in the neighboring apartments seemed at all bothered by the noise. When she got inside, she noticed the apartment looked like it had been ransacked. Potted plants had been knocked to the floor leaving dirt all over the place. She noticed a rather large piece of paper sitting on the floor, it looked like blue prints to a museum. Next to it was a journal. She picked it up and read a few of the pages, it was talking about and ancient plant that the Egyptians would us in various ceremonies. As she stood there something brushed against her legs startling her.

She looked down to see a tabby cat looking up at her. She bent down to pick it up and it was then that she noticed a red patch on the cat's back. It looked a lot like blood, and she had a sinking feeling it was. She went into the room where she though the cat might have came from. Inside she found a smashed vase and a body sitting in the computer chair by the desk the back of the chair was facing her so she could not see who it was but she had a feeling she already knew. She turned the chair around slowly to see a man in about his late 30's. His eyes were wide with shock his mouth slightly open. He had scratch marks on his face and some cuts on his arms that would suggest their was a struggle before he died. She also noticed what look like lips stick on his lips, it did not look like he himself had put it on but rather had someone had kissed him and their lipstick lingered.

She pulled out her cell phone and dialed Bruce.

"Hello?" He said on the other line.

"Bruce we have a bit of a problem on our hands." She said.

"What happened?" Asked Bruce sounding worried.

"LeGrande's dead. I think it might have been her. When you talk to Gordon tonight can you ask him if the other victims had lipstick on their lips?"

"Lipstick?"

"Yeah, LeGrande looks like someone might have kissed him before or after he died. It could give us a clue as to if it was her or not."

"Where are you now?"

"LeGrande's apartment. I was planning on leaving here soon and telling the police about what happened." Said Faye a meowing noise reminded her of something else she had to ask him "Oh that reminds me, you aren't allergic to cats are you?"

"Um, no…" Said Bruce confusion in his tone.

"Okay cause I found a cat at LeGrande's so I'm going to take it home, I don't know how long it's been here."

"Okay, fine. How are you going to tell the police?"

"They are going to get a visit from a certain mask vigilante."

"Faye, everyone already knows you're in Settle that might look suspicious."

"Expect that before I left I told Mary Fullen that I was actually going to Chicago, and that I lied to you. So since she's such a gossiper everyone will be talking about me in Chicago."

"People are going to think you are having an affair."

"They already both think you and I are having affairs. I know it's not true so it doesn't bother me. Look I have to go, I'll call you later tonight, Okay?"

"Okay."

"I love you, bye." Said Faye hanging up the phone, the sooner she got out of the room with the dead guy in it the better. She picked up the cat and left the building. She would wait until nightfall before the Settle police department would receive a rather extraordinary visitor.

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