Batman sighed as he climbed out of the Batmobile, walking into the Batcave with Robin and Catwoman close on his heels.

"My my, it's been a while since I've been here" Catwoman purred as she sat down delicately on the keyboard just beside where Batman was working.

"Why did you call her? It's not like we need another physco on the loose right now" Robin grumbled and Catwoman hissed at him.

"Sweetheart neither myself or Batgirl are physco's, were misunderstood, that's all" Catwoman informed him and Batman scowled at the screen, what would Catwoman know about Batgirl?

"If only you knew what the kid had been through" Catwoman sighed and he stared up at her, in slight confusion and anger.

Did she know who Batgirl was? Catwoman of all people!

"Are you saying you know who she is?" Robin demanded flabbergasted and Catwoman laughed at his expression.

"I know her without the mask, I have yet to meet her with it" Catwoman told them and Batman glared at her, so she held her hands up in surrender.

"I'm an old family friend, but she doesn't know it's me. Probably doesn't even know I'm in Gotham" She purred happily and Batman turned back to the screen, trying to focus but finding himself completely unable to.

Does that mean that Batgirl doesn't know that she's fighting a so-called 'family friend'?

He snapped himself out of his thoughts when a message leaped onto the screen, he stared at the face of Batgirl unsure of what to do.

"Hey Gotham, Batgirl here…I hope your all listening closely" Batgirl smirked, reaching forwards and taking the camera in her hands and showing everyone a shot of Gotham from the top of some building that Batman didn't quite recognise.

"There are seven bombs located around Gotham-" She started and Batman stared, mouth open wide, at the screen.

She's bluffing, she would never!

Giggling from Batgirl snapped him out of his thoughts, it wasn't her. She would never do that, it was just the gas.

"Don't believe me? Well, you can have two demonstrations! First of all, Batman? Can you hear me?" She tapped on the recorder screen and giggled holding up a button.

"Say, 'bye-bye' to your precious Batmobile!" Batman only had a moment to leap over and wrap his arms around Robin to protect him from the explosion as his Batmobile exploded.

Batgirl cackled as she knew the Batmobile had just exploded, her device had worked perfectly. She held up a second switch.

"And this will destroy the Gotham PD, including the Bat-signal. Good luck calling your hero now Gotham!" Batgirl shrieked with laughter as she hit the switch, and even from her position on top of her very own home she could see the explosion. The cloud of smoke rose up into the sky and filed the air with darkness, Barbara wasn't sure if she liked it or not.

No time for second thoughts now! It's too late! They'll never take you back now!

Why am I doing this? They've done nothing wrong…so…why?

Batgirl groaned and clasped her head between her hands tightly, god her head hurt. The world tilted dangerously around her and she threw the recorder away from her and it smashed against the concrete. She groaned again and collapsed onto her knees, still clutching at her head.

I…can't…need…to stop…

No, no stopping! I am in control! ME ME ME!

Batgirl fell onto her back and hugged herself as her body wretched, fighting against itself in ways that shouldn't have been possible.

"Bat…man…help…me" She croaked in absolute agony as the dark voice took hold once again.

I'm in control now…and I'm never letting go…

Controlled. That was the only word that Batman could use to describe the explosion. The question is, why? Why was an explosion that was obviously meant to slow down, if not stop, Batman in his tracks so controlled? Why would it be controlled?

"Dick? Are you alright?" Batman asked unwrapping his arms from around the small boy, who coughed but nodded his head.

"Y…Yeah…where's the cat?" He coughed gently and peered around with bleary eyes.

"Oh I'm fine sweetheart, don't you go worrying about me" Catwoman purred from her perch up in the rafters of the Batcave well away from the explosion, Batman had no idea how she moved so fast but he wasn't all that bothered right now.

"We need to find her" Batman decided, helping his young ward up from the debris that had been flung at them and lead him over to the bat computer, which thankfully was still in tact. (Minus a few of the keys on the keyboard.)

"I know where she is"

Robin and Batman stared up at Catwoman who was staring at the screen with a hard and determined expression.

"What does she mean to you?" Batman asked her, and she continued to stare at the screen as she answered.

"A lot, more than she should" Catwoman informed him and he nodded, he knew exactly what she meant.

When he had first met Batgirl he saw her as no more than a nuisance that would, in due time, get bored and leave him alone. But that never happened, instead he found himself beginning to like the aggravating teenager. Seeing her as a sort of…surrogate sister.

And after he had lost his parents, there was no way he was losing his little sister. No way in hell.

He stood, and indicated for Catwoman to follow him, but when Robin started to he held his hand up.

"Not this time Robin" Batman ordered, and for once, Robin didn't argue.

For once, Robin knew that if he came along, he'd do more harm than good.

So Robin stayed where he was, as Batman and Catwoman left, walking, to find and hopefully save Batgirl.

The world span, in continuous circles. It span in ways Barbara didn't know was possible, she wasn't aware that the world had more than three hundred and sixty degrees but apparently it did. She staggered on the rooftop and crumpled onto her knees, she didn't know why she felt like this, so ill and sickly. She'd never felt this bad before, not even when she was ill for a week with pneumonia. She bent over and brought up the pitiful contents of her stomach, she had eaten surprisingly little since her mother had died.

Died.

Dead.

Gone.

Tears pricked in Batgirls eyes, that was why she was here. Because the Joker had killed her mother, in all the panic she had forgotten just why she was doing this. Yet one question kept popping into her mind, why? Why was she doing this? Her mother wouldn't want this, she wouldn't want this!

No. She wouldn't, but I do…

Hey peeps! Tulip here!

Soooo….not long now before the stories over! Dun dun duuuuuuuuun! No worries though! There's gonna be a sequel! Do you think I'm doing to many Batgirl related stories? The next one will be my third…naaaaah.

Highlander, I love Catwoman to! She is AMAZING! (Not as much as Batgirl but close)

Knightmare, I make your week less dreary? You've just made my otherwise rather upsetting day quite pleasant. Thank you.

Lionfire, yay! A new reviewer! Hello! And you are so very right, she does not get the attention she deserves!

WinterRain, it is creepy how you continue to read my mind. I already had Catwoman's and Batgirls backgrounds sorted. CW is BG godmother! I thought that would be a cool twist so I hope you all like that.

Kindleflame, no she is certainly not finished yet, though she is getting better! Sure I'll add the scene in, it'll (of course) have my own little twist involved but otherwise it will follow the general plot WinterRain suggested.

Read and Review guys!Tulip Out.