AN: Well here's chapter two of my story. I was really shocked about the response the first chapter got. Thank you to all of my reviewers. This chapter's a little more mature then the last one. The team in in their erly twenties late teens. Just ignore the whole team splitting up thing.

Disclaimer: I own Nada.

M'gann, Connor, Raquel, and Zantana were all standing in the mission room, waiting for their assignment from Batman. They would have already received it but they were missing the last member of their team: Wally West, a.k.a. Kid Flash. It was already 9 pm and the night-life in the city was slowly revving up. Criminals and party-minded citizens alike were cruising the streets, waiting for the energy to hit critical mass before going all out. The pulse in the city was tangible, like electricity crackling under people's skin and behind their eyes. It hung in the air. Anyone could feel it.

The team certainly felt it, and it made them restless. Nightwing paced the floor, anxious to get moving. They were all getting impatient when they heard the zeta tubes announce the arrival of Wally... and Batgirl. They hurried into view and the sight of them elicited more than one audible gasp from the group.

Wally was shirtless, carrying his shoes and wearing only a pair of black dress pants. And he was soaking wet. Artemis couldn't help but stare at her boyfriend. The guy was built, always had been, and each curve of muscle in his arms or chest somehow looked even better than usual with a shining coat of unexplained water. His hair was plastered across his forehead, and the pants clung to his legs with every step. It certainly wasn't her fault that she couldn't tear her eyes away.

The girl walking next to him was also soaking wet. She was a pale creature with clear blue eyes and rich auburn hair that hung in loose damp waves around her face. Her eye makeup had run into a mess of black smudges around her eyes. She was wearing a men's black dress shirt, probably Wally's. Only the shirt. The lack of clothing revealed her creamy long porcelain legs. She was carrying four-inch stilettos in her hands. The flimsy silk shirt did not do much concealing even of those areas covered by its fabric, as she was soaking wet and the shirt was clinging to her body. It was very obvious that she lacked a bra. A deep red blush was spreading across the face of a certain Ex-Boy Wonder.

Batgirl had a scowl on her face darker than the heart of a thunderstorm and strode across the room like an angry lioness. She threw a flash drive at Batman's head. He caught it. Something in her eyes snapped.

"Does radio silence mean anything to you at all? At all?" the girl spat, throwing her arms into the air. Nightwing's blush deepened when he observed that the gesture revealed a bit of red lace where her legs met.

Batman knew better than to interrupt. "You owe me a new dress by the way! AND a new bra! That shit cost me fifty-five dollars!" She began pacing. "Do you have any idea how hard it is to improvise once your cover is completely and totally blown? Extremely! You always talk about how important following commands are! Hypocrite!"

He waited. She huffed and crossed her arms, glaring steadily at him, readying her next barrage of angry words.

"Well at least one good thing came out of it," Wally cut in before things got worse.

The girl turned to look at him, her anger sapped by sheer confusion. "And what on earth would that be?"

Wally sauntered over to her and draped his arm around her shoulder. Artemis and Nightwing glared at the couple. "Well, Babs," he said with a smirk. "At least now you know that if your hero job doesn't work out, you would make THE BEST stripper EVER."

She grinned. "Yeah I guess I would, wouldn't I?"

"Oh, definitely. You should have seen that guy's face! Priceless," he was laughing. The girl began to laugh with him.

"You should have felt his wingman up against my thigh."

"Against your thigh?"

"Oh yes. Repeatedly."

Everyone's eyes widened as the couple laughed.

"Well, I don't know about you, but I need a shower. I smell like cigarettes, dirty fountain water, and... sex," Babs said, wrinkling her nose in distaste. Wally snorted and nodded. He walked over to Artemis, lifting her chin for a quick peck on the lips, before heading off to the showers.

"What just happened?" a confused Rocket asked.

"I have no idea..." Zantana answered, observing the trails of water droplets they had left on the floor behind them with interest.

Batman coughed. "Well," he said. "They certainly seem a bit... preoccupied. I suppose you'll just have to go out on this mission without them."

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