There was a bathroom connected to her room. She decided a shower would be a good way to unwind from all the stress of the day. After she was showered and cleaned she changed into PJs and wrapped her wet hair in a towel.

Alexandra flopped down on her bed after she shut the door. For a long moment she just stared up at the ceiling. She reached out for the bond that her and Jessie shared. Bone deep exhaustion flooded her mind. Alexandra pushed past it and moved deeper through the bond. Finally her mind snapped free of her body and she was in her sister's mind.

The room was beautiful. Wooden doors covered all the open space on the walls. Each door had its own carvings or murals on them. The ceiling was made of white branches that were interwoven into a huge umbrella. Jessie had always been a fan of stereotypical Elvin architecture. Alexandra's gaze fell on the crystal at the center of the room. It was a giant quartz crystal that grew up out of the center of the floor and acted like a mood ring of sorts. It would swirl with different colors based on what Jessie was feeling. Now is was a sickly gray with a pale blue mixed in. This is where she found Jessie, leaning up against the crystal her legs folded underneath her. She smiled weakly at her younger sister.

"What are you doing here," she yawned and tried to stand, but she slipped back to a sitting position.

"I need to know how to translate your books."

Jessie rubbed her tired eyes before replying, "Robin can read it."

The whole room vibrated as if something massive banged on the walls. Jessie gripped her stomach like she was going puke. The walls bowed inward toward them. Jessie gasped in pain and sweat dotted her brow. The crystal changed from a gray and blue to a red and black that moved quickly in jerking agitated patterns.

"You need to go; if you are here when he breaks through he will have access to your mind too."

Alexandra bent down beside her sister.

"I'll hide your door."

"Robin wasn't able to read the book. It changed when he tried."

Jessie hissed in pain and gripped at her head. The pounding grew louder and Alexandra was sure the chamber was going to implode soon.

"Does he have access to those stories?"

Jessie shook her head no.

"Not yet, he can't access that. I made an error Alex; you were right, I missed something when I looked into the future." The pounding came again and stole Jessie's voice for a moment. She heaved and shuddered before taking a deep breath. "I think those stories will be safe for now; I never taught him, but you need to work on waking that memory in Robin. There is power in those books, that we may need."

The ceiling shifted the branches started reaching down towards the doors like white snakes. They twined around all but one of the doors.

"You must go quickly, Alex." Jessie waved a hand and the door flung open to reveal Alexandra's body. "I won't let him follow."

"Who is he?"

Jessie gave her sister a half smile.

"I do not know. Just that at one time we did know him. I feel it, I just can't figure out who."

That made Alexandra pause. Her sister was lying to her. She knew who it was. Was Jessie protecting her captor or her sister?

"Jessie?"

Jessie used the last of her strength to stand and point at the open door.

"Go!" She waved her hand and Alexandra was cast back into her body, and the door slammed shut behind her.

Alexandra sat up in bed as tears rose up. She fought them off and ran her hands through her hair. She sat up in bed and took deep breath to calm her mind. She hadn't lied to Batman when he had asked if she could become her sister. But she hadn't necessarily been truthful about being able to contact her. You can't become someone you are so connected to that you have a permanent mind connection. But she also didn't want Batman to try and send someone telepathic through the mind link. The thought alone was repulsive. Even if Alexandra gave her permission Jessie couldn't, and that would be the equivalent of mind rape. Since both her and her sister were such strong psychics it would be that much worse. There was potential to leave one or both of them in a catatonic state if the person entering made one wrong move. And if Jessie fought such an invasion she could kill the person who went through.

That thought stopped Alexandra; an invasion was exactly what Jessie was fighting off right now. But no one should have been able to get to that part the way this person had. Unless they had a door too, she reasoned. They could slip in unnoticed while the drugs weakened her and they could do it without destroying her completely. That's how they got the stories and Jessie didn't notice it. But they'd also have to be a telepath to go unnoticed. Alexandra wracked her brain for a possible person, but no one she knew was a telepath. A soft knock on her door startled her out of her thoughts and had her jumping out of bed.

"Yes?"

The door swung inward and Robin was standing in the doorway. He looked unsure of himself, it might have made Alexandra laugh a few years ago, but now it made her wary. She sat back down on her bed and gestured to the chair next to her.

"You look like someone with questions on their mind."

Robin rubbed the back of his head. "That easy to tell huh?" He plopped down in the chair and asked, "What weren't you telling Batman?"

Alexandra kept her face perfectly blank even though she knew he would see right through her; he always did.

"What do you mean?"

Robin gave her a pointed look.

"I may not remember Jessie." Alexandra winced at her sister's name. "But I do remember you a little now and you were hiding something."

Alexandra huffed a sigh and looked away from Robin. She had never liked how perceptive he could be. Jessie always thought of it as an amusing game, but she found it down right annoying.

"I didn't lie."

"No, but you didn't give the full truth either."

Alexandra shrugged not entirely sorry about it either.

"What does it matter?"

"We could find her."

Alexandra's eyes narrowed dangerously.

"If we could doing it that way, don't you think I would have done so by now," she demanded. Her eyes flashed with anger that was just barely restrained. Robin shuddered remembering her earlier attack. Alexandra took a deep calming breath before starting again. "I'm sorry, but what you are asking I cannot give you. I do not have a way to communicate with Jessie anymore. She has blocked it and with good reason. If you tried to fix the path you would risk hurting her or handing over any telepath who crossed into her mind to our enemy as a puppet."

"There has to be some way to reach her and find out more." The way he said it gave Alexandra pause. There was desperation, guilt, but mostly a sorrow that she knew was reflection of her own. Then a thought occurred to her. Her door might be barred but that didn't mean his was. Now that she thought about it, Robin's connection to Jessie was vastly different from her own. Where hers was based on mutual telepathy, and familial connections, Robins was based in emotions and the connection he had to many of the characters Jessie had written. Partners could connect in a basic way that undetectable to telepathy. Meaning Robin would be safe in Jessie's mind because he wouldn't give off telepathic energy.

"You can reach her. I'm sure you already have."

Robin nodded.

"Only in dreams," he admitted. She could sense he hadn't told anyone about the strange dreams, and he seemed to felt oddly protective of them.

"I'll take what I can get."