Disclaimer: As you all know, these characters aren't mine. They belong to Dick Wolf and NBC.

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Day 15: Barbarossa Rotbart: Super-heroines and secret identities.

Universe: Present Day

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"Every Superhero has a secret identity. I don't know a single one who doesn't. Who wants the pressure of being 'Super' all the time?" – Mr. Incredible, The Incredibles

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Aerodraft eases the rooftop door open and steps out onto the roof. Following the trail of blood, she stumbles upon the injured bank robber leaning against an air-conditioning unit on the opposite side of the roof.

Wincing, the bank robber looks up as a shadow crosses over him. He pushes himself to his feet, reaching for the gun tucked into his waistband, but before he even has a chance to grab the grip he is falling to the ground, knocked out cold.

Aerodraft frowns, crossing her arms over her chest. "Invisigirl."

Invisigirl clicks off her cloaking device and slowly comes into view. She smirks. "Aerodraft." She moves toward the bank robber, props his slumped-over body against the air-conditioning unit, and handcuffs him to a pipe. She takes a small spray bottle out of one of her many pockets and sprays some kind of liquid on the bank robber's stomach wound, healing it instantly. She straightens back up, still smirking at Aerodraft. "What," she says, "nothing witty to say today?"

Aerodraft shrugs. "I had him."

"Sure you did."

"I did."

"I'm sure."

"I did."

Invisigirl nods seriously. "I just took him out for you."

Aerodraft rolls her eyes. "Only because his attention was on me."

"A fact I exploited to do my job."

"My job, you mean."

Invisigirl shakes her head. "A simple 'thank you' would suffice, Windy."

Aerodraft scoffs. "You know I hate it when you call me that."

Invisigirl assesses her, slowly moving closer. "And yet," she says, running her finger down the center of Aerodraft's chest, "you never do anything to stop me."

Aerodraft swallows hard, unable to focus on anything but the feeling of Invisigirl touching her. "What…uh…Are you doing anything tonight?"

Invisigirl smirks. "I have a prior engagement." With a wink, she does a little stutter step over to the edge of the roof and jumps, going invisible in midair.

Staring at the spot where Invisigirl just disappeared, Aerodraft lets out a low whistle.

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An hour later, Olivia enters a downtown cathedral, her white dress intact and not a hair out of place.

Her best friend stands outside the closed chapel doors, shaking his head disapprovingly. "You're late."

With a shrug of her shoulders, Olivia grins. "The night's still young, Elliot." She reaches for the door, but Elliot stops her before she has a chance to open them.

"Your mask," he says, reaching up and pulling it off. He tucks it into a pocket on the inside of his tuxedo jacket, punches her arm good-naturedly, and says, "Knock 'em dead, Benson."

At the altar, Alex's irritation grows with each passing minute. By the time Olivia gets to her, she's nearly seething. The Reverend rambles on as Alex says, "Cutting it a little close, Windy, dontcha think?"

Olivia grins crookedly. "I would've been here earlier, but someone decided to jump off a roof this afternoon."

Alex rolls her eyes. "I love you," she says, "but you're ridiculous."

"Isn't that why you love me?"

The reverend concludes the vows and Alex and Olivia both say "I do." They kiss and a cheer erupts from the pews.

"As long as we both shall live," Alex says. "No matter what happens."

Olivia grins. "We're Superheroes," she says. "What could possibly happen?"

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