Next chapter after this might be a bit longer, hope you like this one in the time being. Please review!

Mindy woke up to find the other side of the bed was empty; she didn't oversleep, Miranda had left early that morning. When she entered the kitchen she found a note left on the counter for her:

Mindy, I'll be back soon. I have a surprise for you.

- Miranda

She couldn't even begin to guess what kind of surprise she had for her, knowing Miranda it would be something special. She began her day like she did previously with a shower and a workout. She still needed to think of new costume ideas, maybe some potential weapons; luckily Miranda had comic books that would inspire her.

Miranda was mopping up spilled coffee off a tiled floor, she came to expect that to happen whenever a rude customer lost their shit over either not getting what they wanted or surprised to find out that coffee is normally hot. She had been working at this knock off Starbucks for too long, she was in need of change but she wasn't sure what other job she would be as qualified to do, maybe something that she would look forward to going to everyday.

"Miranda, are you almost done out there? I need you back here!", her loudmouthed boss called. She hated it when he said her name in such a sarcastic tone, especially at this hour and when he was such short staffed. Once she was finished with the floor she headed behind the counter. She couldn't wait to get home and surprise Mindy, she knew how much she wanted some space to workout in and in absolute privacy. She was still laughing about what she woke up to that morning before rushing to work, Mindy lying on top of her; she looked really cute, it was almost enough to distract her from Mindy's hand clutching to one of her breasts. It was so odd, Mindy never did anything like that when she first slept in bed with her; it wasn't like she was squeezing it very hard but it was a little strange, as far as she knew, Mindy was straight. But she could just pass it off as a harmless mistake. She was warming up to her, she had been alone for so long and really needed someone to be there for her. "I wonder if that's why I held her all night, maybe I feel just as alone as she does."

"Hey, bitch!"

She looked up and seen the sleazy face of a mafioso. "Excuse me?"

"You look a little different from your picture. How about you get me a mocha latte?"

"Who sent you?"

"That's on a need to know basis, sugar tits." She had never felt more uncomfortable, whoever this guy was, he knew exactly who she was.

"Please, I don't want any trouble. I don't know if you have something to do with The Motherfucker or what but I swear I'll…"

"Bore me to death? Listen sweetheart, no one's gonna do a thing to you yet, you're at the bottom of our list." She was getting scared now, there was no telling who else was in danger, everyone in Justice Forever, maybe more. "You should turn on the news tonight, you'll see what damage has been done."

"I-I don't have to worry about you! I've got protection!"

"Oh, yeah? Who's protecting you?"

"You'll see, fucker…"

"Yeah. I'll see." He left without getting anything, she sighed a breath of belief when he left. A tall, handsome black man came up to the counter, Miranda tried to look professional.

"Are you ok?" he asked, "Was that guy bothering you?"

"No. I'm fine."

"Have you seen him before?"

"No. I don't think he's anything to worry about though, just a rude customer."

He looked her in her piercing blue eyes, he didn't believe her, "Well, I guess I'll be getting a double latte."

"Coming right up", she smiled. They made small talk before she handed him the latte, it was if he knew her for years despite only meeting her a minute ago. "Well, here you are…"

"Marcus", he said, "Have a good day Miranda." She was trying to figure out how he could possibly know her name but then it hit her that he likely seen her name tag.

"Marcus? I wonder if he's the same…Nah"

Once she got back to the apartment she told Mindy everything about her scary customer, Mindy asked her to describe what he looked like as there was a good chance it was the same gangster type she ran into on the street. From what she told her from his greasy face to his expensive suit it sounded like a good match. "Any way, put that wig on I got you, it's time for your surprise."

"Really?", she immediately got up and ran to the bathroom. Miranda took her on the bus, they stayed on it for a good while before they made it to a stop in front of what looked like a warehouse of some sort. Miranda pulled out a huge ring of keys from her coat pocket and unlocked a side door. "A coworker told me about it. His dad own it mainly for storage, he has the keys to check on the place every couple days. He's letting me rent the top."

Mindy was pleased to see how much room there was, she walked around, planning out what would go where. Miranda was happy to see her enthusiasm. It was getting late, they decided not to go out crime fighting tonight but instead just go back to the apartment.

They watched the news before turning in; Miranda was anxious to see what that sleaze ball at the coffee shop was talking about. There was a 'Breaking News Bulletin', images of cars and a building on fire. Both were in shock as they learned a bomb had been set downtown just a few hours ago, some speculations of whether or not it was a terrorist attack. Some wondering if a set group of people were targeted. The streets they listed sounded familiar to Miranda but she couldn't think of who lived there. Walking into Miranda's bedroom Mindy tried to comfort her.

"What am I going to do, Mindy? They know where I live, they know where I work."

"You'll stay at the warehouse. You'll quit your job."

"What? I can't just…"

"I have the money, I'll help you. We'll find out who these fuckers are and take them down." She brought Miranda into a hug, "I'll make sure nobody hurts you."

Miranda believed her of course, she could only wish to have half the oman she was. "Will you train me? I might be a lost cause but…"

"No, I can see potential in you. I'll be more than willing. I might not go very easy on you though."

"That's ok", Miranda smiled, "I think I can handle it."

"Really? That's what I like to hear."

"Maybe I'll even get you on your back", Miranda laughed.

"Oh yeah? We'll just see about that", Mindy sneered.

To Be Continued...