Author Note: I know it's cliché, but I'm mixing it up somewhat in a little bit~.
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Introductions

The next morning Faye admired the necklace she had stolen in the afternoon sunlight before placing it in a box deep within her room. "Such pretty things. I like pretty things, they make me feel so goood." She giggled and swayed to the music that played from her computer. When her blue-grey eyes glanced at the clock they widened slightly and she frowned, pursing her lips in thought.

"If I leave now I can make it to Bruce's house in half an hour. I'll stay there for a bit and then come back here and get ready for my next play date. Puurrfect!" Faye swayed her hips as she got dressed in a pair of tight jeans that flared at the bottoms and an off the shoulder black shirt that tied all the way up the back. She even put on comfortable skater shoes in case of lots of walking.

Five minutes later she pulled out of her parking lot in her vehicle to head to Wayne Manor. As she drove she blared the music and could barely sit still, not only had last nights activities got her excited but also the new Batman seemed oh so deliciously sexy. His voice alone made her want to jump his bones. Faye arrived at the mansion in record time; it had only taken her 20 minutes instead of the usual half hour.

When she pulled up to the driveway she called the mansion, "Hey Bruce, mind letting a starving girl in?" Of course the old man hung up on her immediately but at least he opened the gates for her. She didn't bother driving the whole way up and merely parked as soon as her car was safe. From there she walked the rest of the way, stopping to pat Ace on the head before the animal and girl alike went in.

"Uncle Bruce, I'm heeere." Faye called out to the empty, dark mansion. She could really see how this place was before he got old and made everyone ditch him. It had been a grand place and her parents said there was always laughter and parties. Now it was dusty and hardly used. As she looked closer, it wasn't as dusty as she thought. Someone was taking care of her old uncle and she had no doubts it was the Batman she saw the night before.

Bruce limped towards his niece and she wrapped the old man up in a hug. "Long time, no see uncle. You look well, is it your new assistant taking care of you?" Faye smiled at the elderly Batman and walked with him to the kitchen so she could fix them some lunch.

"I take care of myself." He grumbled as he took a seat at the table. She shook her head and placed a kiss on his wrinkled cheek, "I imagine your assistant is keeping you alive more than you are yourself uncle."

"Humph." Bruce then picked up the holographic newspaper just as she set down a cup of coffee with some milk in it for him, seeing as he didn't like cream or sugar. He nodded before picking it up and beginning to drink it. The holographic newspaper was nothing like back in his prime, it was now a metal board that showed the news recordings and other tidbits of written news.

"So I was wondering if I should go back to school? You know to get my last year done." Faye ran her finger along the rim of her own coffee mug before she glanced up at her surrogate uncle. "I already picked one out, I was just wondering what you think."

"Go. Learn. I thought your dad was having you graduate before you moved." The old man lifted his yellowing eyes to look at his niece with a little bit of a glare.

Faye chuckled nervously and scratched her neck, "I wanted to graduate here. I mean, I know you and dad were home-schooled, but I like the idea of being educated in the same place at least." She turned around to the stove to stir the spaghetti as it boiled, already having a frying pan heating up the pre-made sauce.

"Something smells good." A masculine voice rang out through the kitchen and she had to stop a smile from spreading on her lips. It was a wonder that Bruce's new Batman didn't get jumped for his voice alone. She turned around as she took the pot of noodles off of the heat to dump the water. "Bruce you don't usua-oh hello."

The girl smiled at the teen that had entered the doorway and glanced at her uncle. "I imagine that he is your assistant?" She spoke before dumping the steaming water into the strainer. No matter how far technology advanced, the old ways were always better. Or so that is what her family taught her.

Bruce looked up at the young man who had entered and then looked at his niece. "I suppose he is." He set down the holo-paper and took a drink from his coffee just as Faye set down a large bowl with the spaghetti and sauce within it for him. "Looks good."

"The old man isn't very good at introductions." Bruce's assistant walked around the island counter where Bruce was sitting and held his hand out for Faye to take. "My name is Terry."

Faye looked at his hand before accepting it with a smile. "Faye. Is there a last name to go along with that first one?" She asked teasingly as she moved to dish two more bowls out. Terry eyed the shorter female and accepted the bowl as she offered it to him with a fork.

"McGinnis. And you?"

"I'll let you try and figure that one out." She said before beginning to eat her food, which smelled oh so good. "And you should eat up quickly, he's almost done." Faye nodded towards where her uncle was quietly forking his own noodles and sauce.

Terry dropped the subject with a sigh and began to eat where he was standing, looking the new girl over. She stood at about 5'7" compared to his 6'0", and had black hair with red highlights and blue eyes with grey flecks within them. Her body was lithe, she had the grace of a dancer with all of her movements and she walked lightly on the balls of her feet as if she was ready for a fight at any moment. Just as Terry began to eye how exactly she was built, Bruce cleared his throat and threw a look at his protégée. He blushed slightly at being caught and placed his now empty bowl in the sink to wash later.

"Fayelin, we're heading down. When you're done, come join us." Bruce placed a withered hand on his niece's shoulder gently before walking off using his cane for help. Ace, the big loveable Great Dane mix that he was, sat down next to Faye's stool as Bruce walked away. He had adopted her even for all her feline traits when she was a child.

"Gotcha." Faye grabbed the newspaper that Bruce had been reading, looking up just in time to catch Terry's gaze. She slid a sly wink in his direction before continuing her reading. He cleared his throat slightly as he walked away with a light blush.

She finished not much after the two men left the kitchen and washed the dishes that she had made messy. It was a habitual thing before Terry started taking care of her old uncle seeing as he was getting on in the years. Faye would come and stay with her uncle and to the cooking, cleaning and even made sure that downstairs was fine.

"C'mon Ace, let's check up on those boys." Faye rubbed behind the Dane's ears before the two of them walked to the secret entrance to the batcave. She tugged at the one spot on the grandfather clock before it opened and she began to walk down the many stairs.

"So who is she, old man?" Terry's voice echoed slightly in the vast underground. He wasn't suited up yet and was instead standing behind Bruce's chair looking for any information on the new thief.

"My niece." Bruce was always to the point; Faye smiled at this and sat on the last step. She placed her finger over her lips as Ace looked in her direction.

"So that means…" Terry's voice trailed off as he caught onto what Bruce was trying to tell him without actually saying it.

"Yes, she is Dick's daughter."

"Adopted, unfortunately. I would have loved to be their blood child." Faye stood up and brushed off the back of her pants as her and Ace walked to the two 'boys'. "Dad and mom have been the greatest to me."

Terry rubbed the back of his head as Faye came into view and into the conversation. "I couldn't think about any other way."

The girl smiled at the much taller boy, "That's okay McGinnis, I knew you'd get it out of uncle Bruce." She circled her arms around her uncle's shoulders and squeezed tightly before releasing him. He always tensed when she hugged him, no matter how old she was.

"I should head home though before it gets too late. School is tomorrow." She placed a gentle kiss on Bruce's withered cheek and put down a hand for Ace to stay put. "I'll show myself out uncle."

"Good night Fayelin." Bruce turned back to his computers and began to type. Terry looked at the old man and shook his head slightly. It was amazing that the girl didn't give up on her uncle even after all these years, and she wasn't even blood related.

"Does she know who her real parents are?" Terry asked as he leaned against a counter. He folded his well-muscled arms over his chiselled chest as he watched his mentor, the former Batman.

"I can't recall if Dick or Kori ever told her. One of their enemies had a baby girl and died, so naturally Kori felt that it would be best if they raised her as their own seeing as she couldn't get pregnant."

"That would be Robin/Nightwing and Starfire, right? Why couldn't she get pregnant?" The boy's voice was slightly muffled as he began to get dressed in his Batman suit and still learn more about Bruce's pretty niece.

Bruce turned his chair around as Terry slipped his mask on, "They never found out why not. It just never happened. Ready?"

"As I'll ever be."