Sorry for taking forever. Enjoy!

L.L.A.P

~Laces

Chpt.11

Livy sat comfortably on a rooftop sipping coffee, smiling as she saw her breath in the night air. She took another gulp of the pumpkin spice flavored beverage and hummed in pleasure.

"Fall's the best." She murmured to herself in content. She had finished her patrol fairly early, and she had yet to get any calls about something going on. Due to the low activity, Livy figured that she'd call it a night after she was done her coffee.

Suddenly, Livy felt a low buzz in a pocket on her belt and she dug out her cell phone.

Meet me in the warehouse on thirty second street in your civvies. I want to talk to you. The message was from Damian, but Livy frowned.

"That's weird. Why a warehouse?" Livy whispered, but shrugged. It was Damian, he wasn't the best at date ideas.

On my way. She texted back.

Stopping at home, Livy stripped off her suit then got changed into a comfortable sweatshirt and jeans.

Livy rode the motorcycle to the warehouse, and locked it up on the curb.

"Man Damian, you sure know how to pick creepy places." She grumbled, looking up at the warehouse. It reminded her of a horror movie.

Entering through a door, Livy squinted in the dim light, looking for Damian.

"Damian?" she called out. "Damian? Sorry it took me awhile. I ran into some traffic." Next thing she knew large hands grabbed her from behind and wrapped around her torso. Livy recognized the scent and the scars on the hands wrapped around her as Damian's.

"Hello." He whispered in her ear, nibbling at it.

"Uh, hey Damian." She shuttered at the feeling of him kissing up her neck. "This is a bit sudden."

"You like it." Livy could hear the smirk in his voice as he moved the fabric of her sweatshirt to the side and sucked at the juncture where her neck and shoulder met.

"Ooohhhh." Livy moaned a bit at the feeling, but tried to get her brain to focus.

"D-Damian, why this all of the sudden?" she questioned as Damian started kissing her neck.

"Don't question it. Just enjoy." Damian whispered huskily as his hands moved lower to Livy's pants, but she caught his hands.

"Damian, you know that we both agreed to take it slow." She said in a stiff voice.

"Maybe I don't want to take it slow anymore." Damian said as his teeth nibbled on her ear once again.

"Well maybe I still do." Livy grunted in agitation and tried to break out of Damian's grip, but he wasn't letting her go anywhere.

"I don't care what you want, Livy." He growled as he bit down on her neck and Livy let out a scream. She wasn't expecting the pain, and that certainly didn't feel like a love bite.

He brought his one hand up while the other still kept Livy in place, and he squeezed one of Livy's breast while leaving hickeys on her neck.

"Stop! Damian, Stop!" Livy exclaimed, but he didn't pay her any attention as he continued to mar Livy's skin and fondle her breast.

"W-why are you doing this?" Livy questioned, her voice wavering in anger and fear, and Damian chuckled deep in his throat.

"Because I am going to kill you." He said smugly, and Livy's eyes widened at the statement. "So, let me have these last moments with you before I have to hide your corpse."

Livy struggled as Damian continued to roughly nip and bite at her, leaving marks all along her neck and throat.

Why is he doing this? Damian would never talk to me or even treat me like this. I have to get away from him. Damian was working on getting her shirt off, but Livy swiftly used his fumbling hands to pull out of his grip.

Her eyes widened when she saw the look on Damian's face. He appeared… insane. His blue eyes were wide with lust and he had a sick grin on his face.

"What is it Livy? You are only prolonging the inevitable. Let me make you feel good before I have to end you." He said with the grin still on his face, sending a chill up Livy's spine.

"Damian… this isn't you. You're not… you're not yourself. We should go to Bruce. You need help."

"No, Livy. This is just the real me. It is your fault for being deceived." He laughed as he walked towards Livy and she felt her back hit the wall. "I got you here alone and secluded without your costume. You put too much trust in me."

Damian reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a knife.

"Now, Livy, will you let me ravish you before I end your life, or do you want to skip to the latter?" he questioned, the smile turning into a serious and deadly look.

Livy took in a deep breath and got into a fighting stance.

"I see how it is." Damian nodded and didn't hold back in his first blow. Livy blocked, but he quickly grabbed her wrist and twisted it behind her back and had her against the wall. Damian placed the blade of the knife on her throat.

"Tt. That was fast. Any last words, Habibti?" Livy elbowed Damian in the gut and knocked the knife out of his hand.

"Not yet."

The two went back and forth, Livy making small blows and blocks while Damian relentlessly tried to kill her.

What is going on? Why is Damian acting like this? I don't want to hurt him but he is trying to kill me! I don't want to risk killing him trying to defend myself. Livy thought with worry as they continued to fight.

Damian led the fight into a smaller room in the warehouse, making Livy's reflexes slow due to her phobia.

"I know everything about you, Livy." He kicked where one of Livy's injuries was still healing from several weeks prior, and Livy grunted in pain.

Livy's anxiety started to grow, and she couldn't help but shake as she continued to fight. She was terrified.

I… I can't let him get to me. I can't let this get to me!

Livy threw several punches and was able to take the fight back to the larger room. Damian continued to throw blow after blow, trying to break Livy's defense.

However, Livy missed a block and the last thing she saw was Damian's foot flying at her face. Darkness started spreading over her vision as Damian grabbed the knife she had kicked away from him and he straddled Livy.

He placed the knife at her throat and leaned into her face as she slowly started to fade out.

"Trust is a foolish thing, isn't it? It goes hand in hand with love, and will lead to your ultimate defeat." With that, Livy blacked out.

Slowly blinking her eyes open, Livy noticed that she was on a cot in the Batcave.

"Wha…" she started to sit up, trying to get a better bearing on exactly where she was in the cave and who was near here.

"Little Miss, you should lay back down." Alfred was gentle pressing Livy's shoulder back to the cot.

"Alfred… what happened? D-damian… it was awful… I was having a nightmare, right? It wasn't real. It couldn't be real." Livy whispered.

Alfred looked at the girl sadly.

"Little Miss, Master Damian had a chip implanted in him by his grandfather. Apparently the chip's design was to have him kill everyone he was close to, then obey his grandfather's wishes. Master Richard found Master Damian just before he was about to…" Alfred shook his head. "You have to understand, Master Damian was not himself. He's better now. We took the chip out, and he's back to normal."

"So that all happened." She shook her head, then whispered, "How did I let something like that happen?"

Two days passed and when Livy looked in the mirror she cringed. She was bruised from the fighting and she had bright marks all up her neck.

Jason had picked her up from the manor when Alfred gave the OK and Livy had yet to see Damian. Jason was clearly worried, but he knew not to tell Livy, "I told you so" about how he didn't trust Damian. Jason knew that this had hit Livy hard, and he would be lying if he said that the ordeal didn't surprise him.

There was a knock on the door where Livy was staying at in the safe house. The only other person in the house was Kor'i, and Livy knew she was out in the backyard gardening. Jason and Roy were out together working on a case.

Livy wrapped a scarf around her neck, trying to put the ordeal out of her mind, and went downstairs to get the door.

"If you're a Jehovah Witness, start running." Livy stated as she opened the door. Jason had often said that and when the door was open, no one was at their doorstep. However, in front of her was Damian, holding a bouquet of Roses.

"Livy, I…"

"Damian." Livy looked at the boy and took a timid step back.

"No, Livy I'm better. Don't be scared. Please. Don't be scared of me." Damian could see the fear in Livy's eyes and all he wanted to do was to make that fear go away.

"Damian… why are you here? How did you know…"

"I wanted to apologize so I found where you were living. I…" Damian stopped in the middle of his sentence. The scarf Livy was wearing drooped down to reveal several hicky marks. "Did… Did I do that?"

Livy brought her hand up to her neck and quickly tightened the scarf again.

"Yes." Livy nodded in a weak voice.

"They told me I hurt you… Grayson said that he came in right before I was about to kill you, but I didn't think that I…" Damian was shaking. "What did I do to you? Please tell me, what did I do to you?"

Livy looked at him sadly.

"You took everything you knew about me, and used it against me. You got me to go to a secluded place without my costume. You made sure there was a small room to corner me in. You…" Livy touched her neck , cringing. "You took some of our intimate moments and used them against me too." Damian's eyes widened and he felt guilt building up in his heart. He never wanted Livy to experience that. He never wanted to hurt her.

"Livy, I-I am so sorry." Damian wanted to hug and embrace her, but he felt like if he touched her, she would crumble in his arms. She was afraid of him. Damian had a feeling that he couldn't comfort her from himself.

Damian got onto both his knees, humbling himself in front of Livy.

"I am sorry. I would never knowingly do that to you. Never. I…" he felt tears welling up in the corner of his eyes.

She's afraid of me, and I do not blame her. But… I don't want this to be the end. I love her. This can't be the end of our relationship. I won't let a chip grandfather embedded into me ruin everything.

"Damian." Livy spoke softly. He looked up at her, and she was quickly kneeling in front of him, wrapping her arms around the boy. "D-Damian."

Damian wrapped his arms around her, bringing her head to rest on his chest. She was shaking in fear as she started to cry.

"Damian, I'm so afraid of you right now. Please don't kill me." she whispered as she cried and shook in his arms.

"Never. I'll never kill you." He whispered back, holding her close to him.

"It'll be my fault if you kill me right now. I trust you too much. I-I love you too much." Livy whispered and Damian shook his head.

"No. That's not your fault." Damian's eyes widened. Livy was blaming herself for what happened. "Livy. It's not your fault. It's not your fault. It was my fault, but it is not your fault" he whispered, hugging her tightly.

Damian knew that it was going to take a while for Livy to completely trust him again. However, he didn't blame her at all. If the situation was reversed and she tried to kill him, he would feel the same way.