AN: Okay, I know I said I would continue on the same page as the last chapter. But I wanted to make sure those who read the previous chapter, knew that this was an update. Well, on to the story:
I teleported downstairs to talk to Bruce, and to my surprise there he was grinning with tea in hand like he was expecting me this whole time. I looked around, to what only can be the Batcave. This must be where Bruce was going when he went through that moving clock.
"Right on time. There's something I want you to see Raven." I was about to remind him to call me Rachel if we were not working, but he beat me to it. "Now, you said when we were being civilians to call you Rachel, but right now, this is from one hero to another." He got up out of the chair he was sitting in, came over to me and put his hand on my back guiding me towards the giant computer screen which could take up the size of all of the titans rooms combined.
"Harley Quinn, remember her? I told you and Richard about her helping the Joker at the asylum. Anyway, she made a move. She's robbed about 14 drug stores, and taken only pain medication and cough syrup. I have yet to figure out what her motive behind this is. But, I am assuming she's gathering supplies for her and the Joker's thugs. Oh and incase you haven't noticed, she broke out of Arkham." He got up and walked towards a wall and stared at it for a good two minutes. I have concluded that he has obviously gotten hit in the head a few too many times.
"Why bring me down here? Why not Robin." I folded my arms across my chest waiting for an answer, but he said nothing. Just continued to stare at that damned wall. So I walked into the chair Bruce sat in earlier and started typing away and getting as much background information as I could on who this Harley Quinn is.
"She's dangerous, so is the Joker, but I'm sure you knew that already. The Joker particularly scares Robin, because of Robin's past. He grew up with friends who were clowns. He worked with clowns, his family was a bunch of clowns. After I took him in, and we had our first run in with the Joker, it took him weeks to recover. I could understand that, because he had just lost his parents at the circus and was then battling a figure he was used to. But he then came to learn this clown was different, dark, evil, a murder. Robin still doesn't like to go against him, and will practically use any excuse not to. This is why you're here. To talk him into joining the titans and putting a stop to whatever it is that this maniac is planning." He turned around and looked me straight in the eye. To anyone besides me, this look would give you chills. But for me, I have faced worse, I was born into worse.
"Why not Starfire. I am usually not the type to pry, but I have been trying to figure it out. You don't seem to like her very much, can I ask why?" I avoided eye contact, even though I was taught that avoiding eye contact makes you look unsure and weak. Truth is, I am unsure, and the topic of Robin, Richard, whatever his name is, does make me feel weak.
"You don't miss anything do you? Though, that is partially my fault. I have been very obvious on my distaste for the alien girl." I raised my eyebrow to signal him to keep talking. He sighed and continued: "She's everything he would have been, happy, not a care in the world. I don't dislike her exactly, I more think Robin is using her to try and escape the unhappy world I put him in." He lowered his head at the last statement.
"But, you didn't push him into this world. When our bond was born, I was in his head. He decided this, he wanted to be like you! Batman when he was younger was his hero, he always wanted to be brave just like you." He looked up, and his face was shocked.
"He really thought of me as a hero?" So he didn't know this.
"I know that what happened put a wedge between your relationship, but he still holds appreciation, and affection towards you. As both his mentor and his father." I walked over to him and put a hand on his shoulder in attempt to comfort and tall man. He smiled a grateful smile leaned down to my height and whispered in my ear:
"He's become fascinated with you. He has said so in the letters he was written home. The way he describes you, it is much, much more detailed then when he is talking about Starfire. You came down here in hopes of reassurance, I apologies for not helping right away. For you see, the boy is much like me, and we tend to go after the wrong type of women before finding the right. He already knows he has found you, he just doesn't think you feel the same way." He backed away and started walking towards the stairs and then he turned towards me.
"Well come on, I am taking the Titans out for dinner. Give Alfred the night off. Go get into something nice." And with that, he all but sprinted out of the cave, leaving me to once again digest everything that man said. Who knew Bruce Wayne, who is also the Batman, would give a demon heiress, who is hated by half of the Justice League, love advice. I decided since we were giving Alfred the day off, why not bring Bruce's tea cup upstairs so Alfred wouldn't have to come all the way down here to get it.