Nightwing strolled into Wayne Manor with a grin plastered onto his face. Alfred was in the kitchen and his face brightened when he saw Dick, "Welcome Master Grayson, I believe Master Bruce and Master Drake are waiting for you in the cave" he explained.

Nightwing pulled his mask above his eyes, "They can wait – How have you been, Alfie?" he questioned. The old butler grinned, "Well… None of you have come in and bleed all over my nice new carpet – So, I would say it is going pretty swell." He explained in his cheerful British accent.

Dick frowned, "Have you heard anything from Jason?" he questioned. Alfred let out a deep sigh, "He calls me every now and again, but he still refuses to talk to Master Bruce." His voice was sad. Alfred missed Jason, probably more than any of them.

Dick ran his fingers through his shaggy ebony hair. He grabbed an apple and munched into the fruit, "I better go down before Bruce throws a fit, later Alfie" he gave a salute as he walked down to the entrance of the Batcave.

Dick slid down the railings of the stairs and walked over to Red Robin and Batman. He walked over with a smile, "Is this a Bat-reunion? All we're missing is Baby Bird!" he remarked as Robin walked out from behind his father.

"There he is!" he exclaimed in a sarcastic tone. Robin groaned, "I find you consistent sarcasm to be very annoying" Damien remarked. Dick walked up to him and ruffled his hair, Damien the his brother's hand off of his head. Time chuckled at their banter.

"You're twenty minutes late." Bruce noted coldly. Dick fowned, "There was an attempted robbery at that diner downtown…" his voice trailed off. Bruce nodded and turned to the Batcomputer.

"Tim – Fill Nightwing in" Bruce barked as he slipped his cowl over his head and started to type on the giant computer. Tim pulled Dick over to the side, "Someone took a shot at the Mayor last night" he explained. Dick gagged, he couldn't stand the asshole that fill the position as Mayor.

Tim chucked at his response, "I thought you might say that. Anyway, the sniper's bullet shredded through glass and right through our beloved Mayor's shoulder." He explained. Tim smirked at Dick, "Don't get your hopes up – The Mayor just suffered minor injuries" he explained.

Dick laughed a bit and snapped his fingers. Tim laughed along with him, "Anyway – The gun was good, broke through what should have been bullet proof-glass and tore through the Mayor's shoulder… Which begs the question" he started. Dick caught on quickly, "Why did he miss?" he asked.

Tim nodded, "He might of hit the shoulder, but with a high powered rifle such as this – he must have been experienced, so why didn't he hit something more vital?" Tim explained. Dick nodded and scratched the stubble on his chin.

"Do we have anything?" Dick asked, Tim shook his head "Nah. The shooter knocked out all of the cameras and the shell dissipated before the cops could get to it" he explained. Dick groaned, "So – we're left with nothing" he explained. Tim shrugged, " I'm afraid so" he stated as he threw his bo staff in the air and caught it again.

Dick ran his fingers through his hair, "I'm gonna go on patrol" he stated, loud enough to where Batman could hear "I need to clear my head" he stated. Tim nodded as Dick pulled down his mask and jumped onto his motorcycle and sped off.

[Break]

Dana cheerfully locked up the dinner and walked the way to her apartment. Today she had met a pretty cute guy and had actually seen a real-life Superhero, sure he wasn't Batman or Superman, but he had still saved her ass.

As she walked down the street she heard a voice echo from behind him, "Hey pretty lady. You lost?" The man's voice was threatening and scratchy. Dana glared him down, "Back off – creep" she stuttered a bit.

The thug whipped out a butterfly knife and flipped it around his fingers. The thug shook his head, "That wasn't the right answer, toots" he walked closer. Dana tried to give a bold face but her body was trembling.

They both looked over to the side, someone had whistled. Two feet swung in and drop kicked the thug to the ground. Nightwing leapt back to his feet, he smiled at Dana as the thug lunged at him with a the knife.

Nightwing dodged backward and grabbed the thug's wrist and twisted to an unnatural position. The man wailed in pain, Nightwing kicked him to the ground. The thug's face hit the pavement and we fell unconscious.

Nightwing turned to Dana, "You okay Miss?" he asked as Dana was still shaking. She gave a half hearted smile and nodded. Nightwing flashed a smiled and activated his comms piece, "Gordon – I need a trash pickup at the corner of 26th and Grand Ave." he stated as he glanced at the street signs.

"Got it, thanks Nightwing." Commissioner Gordon replied. Nightwing removed his hand from his ear and spun around to Dana, "Can't seem to stay out of trouble, huh?" The hero smirked. Dana smiled, his voice was deep and sexy, "You can't seem to stop saving me, huh?" she replied.

Nightwing smirked, "Touché" he remarked – he hated the deep voice he had to do as Nightwing, it hurt his throat. Nightwing nodded at her, "Get home safe" he pulled out his grapple gun and zipped off into the night sky. Dana's heart fluttered as he flew away, this was an interesting day.