A/N:

I've decided from now one, no matter what fandom i will always write from Stephanie's POV. I might just marry her.

So, infiltrating a highly secured government facility was actually maybe a bit easier than it should have been, and Stephanie didn't say that lightly. It had the steel doors, allegedly super encrypted passwords, an overactive amount of motions sensors and heavily armed personal.

It was a well-guarded facility all round. It was just…it obviously didn't expect five bats and birds to swoop down and liberate its secrets, which is where it utterly failed.

Timmy just had to type in a few codes and the steel doors welcomed them hither. Not even mentioning the motion sensors that got looped before they'd even hit the heavily fenced perimeter, and the heavily armed personnel? "Laughable, painfully laughable," Stephanie affirmed.

Jason tightened zip ties over a guard's wrist, "Think they want it off their hands?"

"They'd be idiots if they did," Damian practically grumbled. He was so cute with that frown worming his puffy cheeks, Stephanie was hard pressed to recall not to just smooch them when he back talked.

Timmy directed them down a dimly lit narrow hallway, and Stephanie said. "You sure about that," from experience the hallway with the flickering light bulb led to disaster.

"We need the elevator; it's about twenty stories underground."

Jason released a pent up groan, "Now you tell us?" And Stephanie totally agreed.

"I just decrypted the information," Tim faced them with exasperation. Cassie just took point as the elevator beckoned them hither. There might be something about what Jason said.

They all stepped in, and the elevator immediately dropped with Timmy's command. Cassie warmed my side as the light skimmed them with each floor they passed, "Well, this is awkward." Damian just grumbled.

"I could get demon brat to tap dance if you want entertainment," Jason inquired.

Stephanie arched back to check, "Can you really?" Jason cocked his gun and waggled his eyebrows.

"If you point that gun at me I'll be extra certain to break your arm in three places, Todd," Damian threatened.

Stephanie squeezed Cassie' free palm, you know, just for the kinetic kicks. "You're both adorable," she reckoned. "And no names in the field, what would the grouch say?" she spotted rather than heard Timmy snicker. Stephanie knew he'd like that.

Finally, the elevator's doors spread and a much larger, firmly lit hallway spaced out before them, with a duo of doors every five paces. Cassandra took point again, being they're heavy hitter and Timmy just at her back to guide her through the labyrinth.

If anything, the place was less guarded than up top, which was just a grave, grave mistake. In all honesty, it took about five minutes to officially set eyes on the prize, and another two to liberate it inside the protective suitcase.

Jason became the bearer of that, mostly to dishearten him from picking up his handguns, absolute idiot that he was for using them. Timmy alerted them that a silent alarm had gone off as soon as the suitcase was taken when no personnel with clearance to remove it were presence.

The ole elevator shut down with them in it, "Rude," and Damian just busted through the top, floating those few feet he required while they clambered onto the roof of the elevator.

Jason jammed his fingers in the seam of the elevator door, yanking them apart for them all the creep through while Damian snapped the cords of the elevator to destroy evidence.

They were on sublevel 4, only a few dozen meters from freedom and Stephanie's palm sweated beneath her gloves. Essentially they were trapped. Technically, they'd all been trained by Batman and a lucky few trained by Oracle, so they weren't really trapped at all.

Slightly deterred perhaps, but not trapped.

"Don't shake that, Hood," Damian hissed, "Are you attempting to blow us all up?"

"Not all of us," Jason deadpanned.

They also had an actual goddamn chaos shard capable of bringing Damian back to life with Wonder Woman powers, like – trapped didn't even compute. Timmy just kept racing, hitting a large office on that floor and called, "There should be a secondary escape route to the surface."

It took a bit longer than finding the shard had but Cassie found it, pressing down on a figurine on a book shelf and viol 'a. Stephanie high fived her smugly grinning best friend as she passed her dashing up the stairs behind Damian's glide.

Timmy hunkered down beside the exit door as Jason took up the rear, "We waiting on Superman?" Jason inquired incredulously.

"We've already got company," Timmy mentioned. On his wrist computer several blobs had shown up, until an alert came on screen and Timmy grunted. "There's a hacker," his fingers tapped away like crazy.

"Hey, at least it's not Superman," Stephanie nudged Jason, who smirked down at her. Stephanie thought he might like being included and made certain to keep that thought intact.

Timmy released a triumphant grunt, "They're good. But they didn't train under Oracle." That's right!

Timmy kept his ear to the steel door and they all kept silent while he cracked it open. He squandered into a corner, the bright moonlight filtering through the large warehouse windows and certified as they passed him to reach their own shadows.

Stephanie hid behind a large crate of tools while Cassie all but disappeared, and Damian floated up to the high beams for the best vantage point in the house. "No, I definitely heard something," And that wasn't anyone she knew.

She didn't dare peek out, especially since the voice was closer than she'd hope. "Let me check," a female voice ascertained.

Instantly an alarm blared, throwing a flashing red light from behind and a shrill whir. "It's from the sublevel twenty, let's go!" Now that was a different dude than earlier. And Stephanie could just hear footsteps pound from hearing range.

Tim poked his head out the shadow and saluted her with a proud grin. All her friends were too smug for their own good. Course they deserved it, and Stephanie shook her head to salute back a grin.

"Let's go," Cassie murmured.

Stephanie liked this idea. She didn't bother straight out creeping and Jason fell into step beside her as Damian rang along the beams to survey the outside through the windows to ascertain the barren status.

He leaped back down, "It's clear," Damian proclaimed.

And it was, for a whole ten seconds, it was clear. Apparently, Mr. Excellent Hearing from indoors had heard their exit – Batman would be epically pissed, and that's why it would remain a secret.

Damian had clear orders to remain hidden in case of light fixtures and reinforcements. He'd probably listen to that order for a whole of three seconds so they really had to cut it short. His uniform was the most recognizable and it wouldn't do to throw a wrench in the time stream.

Still in that small window Jason had tossed the suitcase to Damian and stood, to all his ridiculous height on top of a lone crate, guns at the prepared. Stephanie and Cassie hid on the sidelines with Timmy slinking into an abandoned vehicle, just as the reinforcements arrived.

"I can't believe they out-hacked me!" A tiny, tiny kid exclaimed, and Stephanie wondered how he wasn't in bed at this hour. She poked a head from behind the crate and promptly squeezed Cassie's ankle in attempt to not squeal.

He was just so cute, and tiny, and was that his nose – it was adorable! Why hadn't Dick boasted on how munchkin he was during his tenure as Robin? It was horrifying and momentous and fantabulous, Stephanie wouldn't trade it for the world.

Actually, she hadn't meant that. Stephanie definitely wished the world would not end abruptly without hope of salvation.

So it wasn't really a huge shame Jason sucked the focus with his freakish height, shoulder ratio and apparent waggling of his guns. Though Stephanie required picture proof immediately, where was Timmy's camera when you needed it? "Well," Jason snickered and jerked his handguns for come hither, "What the fuck you waiting for?"

That's no language used in the company of children, Stephanie would snitch to Alfred. Don't think she wouldn't.

Technically, they didn't need to beat the squad with mini, tiny-tiny bouncy Robin. All it took were several diversions and then a couple kick butt KO's.

You see, the furious Hunk Trunk tackled Jason, who laughed, overtime equipped to apprehend a raging Meta. Superman's Clone was zilch when Jason's best friend was a goddess with wicked flaming hair and emerald eyeballs.

Like puh-lease…

Getting Kid Flash out was up to Timmy, he just strapped some digital trucks on the premise and let them speed off towards the nearest town. Kid Flash yelled, "I got it!" as he bolted.

And then there were four.

Stephanie practically heard Damian's teeth grind from his hidden position. Tattoo Hunk nearly flushed her out, literally with sea water and everything, but Cassie got behind him. He was done for in two moves. That's just how it rolled.

Ms. Freckles Martian had the neatest outfit; it lacked eggplant obviously, but that cape! It really extenuated everything right, and Stephanie dearly missed her Spoiler uniform.

Stephanie nearly didn't miss flying projectiles at her person, "Is that anyway you treat a guest?" she sniped. It was natural at this point. Probably shouldn't keep their voices on file. Did Robin have a built in recorder for missions yet?

Awesome Blondie readied her bow, "When my guests steal from me?" She smirked as her arrow centered on Stephanie in the Warehouse's shadow, "Yeah."

That wasn't a regular arrow. Stephanie leaped up, clipping stones to constantly shift so Awesome Blondie wouldn't get a clear shot. And unleashed smoke pellets when she leaped from above, tacking on a sharp bat-a-rang just to cut off Awesome Blondie's retreat.

Instead Stephanie flopped into smoke, pinpointing the coughing Blondie and utilizing all Batgirl shticks to subdue her with the smoke still intact.

Stephanie distantly heard Ms. Freckles Martian shouting about Robin.

Hopefully, it meant that that cutie pie was hunkered down for bed.

Stephanie retrieved her used weapons and kicked Awesome Blondie's bow far from her grip if she'd awaken earlier than expected. She ducked as Hunk Trunk ricocheted off the Warehouse bricks to dent the hastily set cement.

Not everyone could say they took on Superman's clone and left with a bruised rib.

Cassie had a panting Ms. Freckles Martian cornered, not by a wall or anything breakable as that. But by her limbs until Ms. Freckles Martian threw up an arm to block an attack that would have ended this. Cassie slammed back, "Leave my teammates alone!" Ms. Freckles Martian swiveled.

Stephanie's spine shivered. And right there, Stephanie thought it might have ended. Not because she doubted their abilities but because those green eyes wouldn't permit escape.

It was dumb luck Damian was an impatient and stubborn munchkin. He descended from the rooftops shadow and clamped hard over Ms. Freckles' spine, where she staggered. Cassie dashed forward, barely a shadow, to clutch at a nerve cluster, and it was done.

Now, they just had to get the hell out of dodge.

A/N:

well, i said the update would be soon, this might be a tinies bit bigger than a three shot, sigh. I always seem to make them grow when it goes well and then i don't finish, let's hope im not you wanna review, pls do, im gravely insecure and require the validation