Bethany's POV:

Someone grabbed my hand and gently pulled me down in the opposite direction towards Drexel Ravens' office.

"What happened back there?" Dick asked quietly.

"I have no idea." I murmured, dazed.

We reached large double doors that had a handprint scanner and a keypad.

Dick pulled his suit jacket sleeve up and started tapping at his wrist. His digital computer popped out of his wrist and he started hacking away at the system.

Who was that woman? Her name was Jayden. Something was tickling my memories, but I just couldn't focus enough to try to remember. How would I know someone who had worked at my dad's office? I had never even been here before! And my father never introduced me to people from his work, so I don't know how in the world I would know that lady. I shook out of my thoughts. I needed to concentrate on the mission at hand.

When I refocused, I realized Dick was holding the door open to me. He had already hacked into the entire mainframe of the building in the time it took me to blink twice.

"I looped the video camera feeds for this area and turned off all the security for Drexel's office. We should be good to go." He said it like it was so easy.

"You're perfect." I sighed.

He swooped down and kissed me on the cheek quickly, sending electric tingles racing across my skin. He took off his sunglasses and put them in his suit jacket pocket. His blazing blue eyes peered deeply into my eyes with a hunger in them.

"Here, wear these. We don't want your real fingerprints all over the place." He picked up my hand and started to pull some thin black gloves over my hands. His warm touch on my hands sent my heart racing all over again. He never failed to make my heart race. I felt a heavy disappointment when he finished putting my gloves on and turned around to put his on, too. "I'll do the computer, you look around for something that might link him to the explosion."

He turned around and started tapping away on the computer. Instead of doing as I was told, I took a moment to stare at him. His tall, broad figure was bent over a large computer. His eyes were fixed intently on the computer screen as he pushed in a flashdrive to the computer. I loved the way his dark locks hung over his forehead in a way that they barely brushed his dark eyebrows. I examined the strong curve of his jaw and the way his full lips pursed in concentration -

Focus, Bethany! I mentally slapped myself in the face a hundred times. As I wandered around the large room, voices continued to chatter on the comms unit. The sound of Batman talking to Drexel about different products and the high pitched chattering voices of middle schoolers on a tour. I could even hear Barbara softly humming a catchy tune to herself. I vaguely remember Batman telling Barbara to stay outside the building at a cafe or something to overlook the entire mission. She had her computer and all her random complex gadgets.

I floated around the room, not really finding anything interesting. The room was huge and vast, but Drexel didn't have any pictures or books anywhere. There were sofas and tables chairs and general decorations everywhere. Nothing that was personal to Drexel at all. Huh, strange. I moved over to the desk, bumping Dick with my hip so that he'd scoot over.

There were locks on every. single. drawer. on this guy's desk.

"What a pain in the ass," I mumbled, taking two metal paper clips and a pen from the top of Drexel's desk.

"Yes, you do have a nice ass." Dick grinned beside me. My face flushed and I hit him in the arm out of embarrassment.

"Guys, we can still hear you." Barbara and Tim groaned at the same time. I heard Bruce cough.

It took a few minutes to open every drawer with the pen and paper clips, a trick I'd picked up back when I still lived at my momster and stepdad's house, and sifted through each one, but I still came up empty. Nothing of use in any of the draws.

I let a frustrated groan out and Dick wrapped his arm around my waist.

"Don't get mad," Dick said soothingly, playing with a curled strand of my long hair, "I have a feeling we'll get something off of these copied files I put on the flashdrive."

Dick turned back to the computer and started attaching his own wrist computer to it. I leaned into him while he worked, deciding to listen in on Bruce's conversation.

"Jayden, where are you going?" Drexel's voice sounded a little farther away.

"I'll be right back, I need to... use the restroom." Jayden's voice came a little muffled. There was silence for a few seconds and I heard a door shut.

"So I read up on the history of your company," Batman continued, "And I saw that there was an explosion that occurred many years ago. How do I know that some of your products are not going to fail us, like the explosion that occurred."

Oh, here we go. Batman was finally getting down to the root of why we were here in the first place.

"I can assure you that the explosion was not the result of one of our products."

"No?" Batman prompted.

"No, that was from -"

An extremely loud siren blared all over the building, sending a shockwave into our ears and even put a little static into our comms.

Dick's electric eyes locked onto my frantic ones. There was a fire blazing in his eyes and before I could get too mesmerized by it, he turned away and started to yank out all his wires from Drexel's computer. He tidied up the desk really fast so it didn't look like anyone had been there.

There was a sound at our door. Someone was trying to get in! Dick had locked the door with one of his own locks, but I didn't know how long the door would hold!

"What is this madness?!" Bruce's voice boomed in my ears. It sounded like he was angry, but underneath I could hear that he was just pretending. Good, he was going to use this alarm as a way of getting out of the building with an excuse.

There was a sound of a door being burst open on my comms unit and someone spoke loudly, "Sir, there's been a breach! Outsiders are in the building!"

My heart stopped. Did they mean us?

"What?!" Bruce feigned surprise, "Oh my-I will not be doing any business with someone that cannot even protect their own company!"

"Wait, no! This has never happened before, Mr. Wayne!" But Drexel's voice didn't sound like he really cared. He was too focused on something else.

A door slammed shut really loudly in my ears and I realized it was because Bruce had left the room.

"Huntress, Nightwing. Get back to Batgirl." Batman's assertive voice sounded in our ears. A little faded, I could hear Tim and the class that he was screaming..

"Huntress, Nightwing. can you get eyes on Drexel?" Batgirl asked me over the comms.

"Umm, we're a little busy right now," I whispered frantically.

Because there was someone trying really hard to get into our room, and there was no other way out for us.

More to come maybe tomorrow? I have about four chapter written, and then I'm going on a school trip from Monday to Friday! So I want to give you guys something to live off of while I'm gone.

stay traught!