A/N: Again, I'll try and put the next chapter up ASAP but it likely won't be until Friday night. I've given you a long chapter for that reason. Anyways, reviews and constructive criticism are always appreciated and enjoy!

Meals with the Knights

"We're home," Rachel called to her niece as she and Harvey opened the door.

"I can see that," Jenna shouted back from her room.

"We brought Chinese."

"I'm coming." Jenna quickly joined her Aunt and soon-to-be Uncle in the kitchen and sat down at the table.

"So, how was school?" Jenna groaned and hit her head against the table. "That bad huh."

"Do I have to talk about it?"

"Well, what else are we going to talk about?"

"Can't we talk about your trial against Maroni?"

"Why would you be interested in Sally's trial?" Harvey inquired.

"Because he's now the leader of the mob that helped kill my mom." Rachel stopped dishing noodles onto plates and looked at her niece. Harvey looked down, embarrassed.

"Sorry, Jenna, I−"

"It's fine, Harvey. You didn't know." Rachel put the plates on the table and the three of them began eating.

"So… how's Gordon?" Harvey asked after a while of eating in silence. Rachel glared at him as though he had done something she told him not to do, but just rolled her eyes and sighed. Jenna looked at him oddly.

"He's fine. Busy with the promotion, not at home much but he thinks they're close. He hasn't said much on his plans but I sort of deduced that he's trying to seize the mob's money. Why do you ask?"

"No reason," Harvey assured her, but ever since she started having lessons with Bruce every few nights, Jenna could lie and tell when people were lying. "How is he going to get it?"

"He's kept you in the dark, hasn't he?" Jenna said. It was not so much a question as much as a statement.

"Is it that obvious?"

"It's "Welcome to Las Vegas" sign obvious Harvey." Rachel rolled her eyes at them and Harvey shrugged.

"I have to get my information from somewhere and he trusts you. They both do." Jenna stopped eating.

"What do you mean 'both'?"

"Come on, I'm not blind or deaf, and even if I was, it'd be difficult not to notice you're out late most nights."

"I have babysitting, self defense classes, homework, and friends."

"Do you practice, do homework, watch kids, or hang out with your friends until two in the morning?" Jenna stayed silent. "I'm not going to punish you as long as you stay safe and get enough rest. I just need to know what they're up to so I can help them." Jenna sighed.

"Fine but you didn't hear this from me." She took a deep breath before she started. "Gordon's 'friend' has been supplying him with lightly irradiated bills that Gordon's men have been making drug buys with for months. I think they know where the majority of the mob's funds are by now but they'll have to hit all of the spots at the same time other wise they could lose it all." Harvey looked at her, stunned. "Well, you did ask."

"Alright. So, they'll need permits."

"Unless Gordon wants to have his head on a stick in Loeb's office, yeah."

"And how do you find Gordon's 'friend'?" Jenna looked out the window at the Batsignal and smiled.

"I'll tell you but I wanna come with you."

"Don't you see him enough?" Jenna shrugged.

"It's not every day you get to see Gotham's Knights working together."

"Gotham's Knights?"

"Haven't you read the papers? Gotham's Knights: You're the white knight, Gordon's grey, and the Batman's Gotham's dark knight." Harvey smiled and considered this.

"Fine. But, you're just watching. I don't want you to get any more involved than you already are."

"Alright. Try the top of MCU with the Batsignal on. That's the only sure way I know of," Jenna told him. Harvey looked confused.

"I thought the police were supposed to arrest the Batman on sight, why would the meet with him on the roof?" Jenna snorted.

"Harvey, half the city knows about Gordon and the Bat. The only cop who's actually trying to bring him in is Wuertz and he's an idiot. I saw his suspect list and the top candidates were Elvis Presley, Abraham Lincoln, and the Sasquatch." Harvey and Rachel laughed.

"Alright then. Now, how was school?" Jenna blanched.

"You're kidding me. I just told you everything you wanted to know and you have to ask me about the one thing I don't want to talk about?"

"I wanna know why you're so upset."

"Harvey, it's school. No one wants to be there."

"Fair point but what makes it so horrible to you?"

"The kids are horrible, they're either popular sluts like Christy Collins or in gangs like Jordan Hill."

"Hill. Wasn't he the former mayor's kid?"

"Yep. His Dad was on the Mob's payroll, so his son's not exactly fond of me. Hell, none of the kids at school are."

"Why?"

"I'm considered a bit of a nerd and considering you, Rachel, and my mom along with a lot of my family friends are involved with law enforcement, I'm not exactly popular. Teenagers don't like cops, it's a fact."

"Well, what made today especially terrible?" Rachel questioned.

"We had a debate about the Batman in class and Jordan dragged my mom's name through the mud."

"What! Why?"

"I snapped at him, saying he didn't like the Batman because his Dad was in the Mob's pocket." Rachel put a hand on her forehead.

"Jenna−"

"I know, I know. I'm sorry. I was tired and mad."

"Well, did you tell that boy you're sorry?"

"Rachel, no one apologizes in high school."

Jenna was just starting her breakfast the next morning, when she got a call from Bruce.

"Hey, B–man. What's up?"

"I caught Crane last night." Jenna froze. Jonathan Crane aka the Scarecrow, one of the men who had caused the Fright Night in the Narrows that had gotten her mother killed, was now behind bars. "You still there?"

"Yeah," she replied. "Wow. So, he's really gone now."

"I can't make sure that he'll stay locked up but−"
"Don't worry; Harvey and Rachel will take care of that part."

"I was actually referring to Arkham's revolving door policy but yeah, I'm sure they will."

"Yeah. Sorry but I can't help you when it comes to Arkham. We're not exactly on good terms, considering I almost got gassed the last time I was there."

"I thought you were friends with Jeremiah Arkham?"

"My mom was friends with him in college and I was acquainted with him at one point."

"And then?"

"We got caught up in a robbery and he convinced former Arkham inmate to kill himself." Bruce was silent after that.

"Do you think that insanity just runs in his family or is there something about the asylum that makes everyone connected to it go insane?"

"Definitely the asylum."

"I figured. So, how's school?"

"Nope. Not going there; I get enough of that from Harvey and Rachel. Home is the only place I can escape from school, please don't make me talk about it."

"Ok fine. Speaking of Harvey−"

"No."

"You don't even know what I was−"

"I'm not spying on Harvey for you. I told you that."

"I need to know if he can be trusted."

"Is that really it?"

"Yes."

"So, it has everything to do with him dating my aunt with whom you have been hopelessly in love with for years."

"Yes. I mean no! I mean−" I laughed at his antics. "That was crafty."

"You taught me well Master."

"Too well apparently. Maybe I should cancel our next lesson."

"No!"

"Well, then…" Jenna glared before sighing.

"Harvey and Rachel are going to The Ocelot for a date tonight."

"Thank you."

"You can be a real pain sometimes you know that?"

"And you love me for it." Jenna chuckled a bit. Bruce laughed a bit too but then grunted in pain.

"Are you ok Bruce?"

"I'm fine. A few injuries last night but I'm fine."

"Gas, bullets, or knives?"

"None." Jenna raised an eyebrow.

"What was it then?"

"A dog."

"What?"

"A big dog. And I thought only the police used them."

"Nope. The Russian mob does too. But seriously, your armor is bulletproof, fireproof, bombproof, and who knows what else but it can't stop a dog?"

"No comment." Jenna laughed. "I'll have to talk to Lucius about a new suit."

"Speaking of suits−"

"No."

"But−"

"Not happening Jenna. You are way too young."

"So, when will I be old enough?"

"When you're old, wrinkled, and surrounded by grandkids." Jenna rolled her eyes at him.

"Seriously, it would just be a better idea to give me a suit, otherwise, I'll join the copy bats and start jumping off of rooftops wearing hockey pads."

"Speaking of them, do you know anything about them?"

"I may or may not be acquainted with a few of the members."

"Jenna−"

"Not telling you anything until I get a suit of my own."

"We'll talk about this later. I think Alfred's coming and you've probably already missed your bus."

"Actually, I just walk a few blocks away to get to the later stop. But yeah, I should probably be going. Have fun being a boring old businessman. Bye!"

Later that day, Jenna opened the door to her apartment and was immediately engulfed in two monumental hugs.

"Jenna!" Jimmy and Babs Gordon cried as they leaped on their baby sitter. Jenna laughed and hugged them just as tightly as they all tumbled to the floor, Jim and Barbara Gordon grinning at their kids' antics.

"Thanks for watching them, Jenna," Gordon said, helping her up from the floor.

"It's no problem at all," Jenna replied. "My friends are busy, I don't have any lessons or homework, and Harvey and Rachel are out. I'm happy to have them over."

"Thanks anyway. We should be back around ten."

"Stay out as long as you like. As long as I keep the coffee and sugar away from them, everything'll be fine." Jim and Barbara laughed and said their goodbyes before leaving. "Alright," Jenna said, shutting and bolting the door. "What do you guy wanna do?" She was suddenly bombarded with suggestions from the two kids. "Ok, ok, one at a time. What about you, Babs?"

"Can we watch a movie?"

"Like what?"

"Something Disney."

"I am not watching "The Little Mermaid" again!" Jimmy protested.

"We'll compromise ok?" Jenna mediated. "How about "The Lion king"?" The two of them nodded and raced over to the DVDs.

"What's this?" Jimmy asked, pulling out "Silence of the Lambs." Jenna rushed over and snatched it out of his hands.

"Too adult for you, that's what."

"Aw. I'm a big kid. Why can't we watch it?"

"Because it'll scare the senses out of you, and then your parents won't let me watch you ever again. You do like me as your baby sitter, don't you?" Jimmy nodded. "Well then, no "Silence of the Lambs"." A few hours later, after innumerable snacks, movies, and games, Babs was asleep on the couch and Jimmy suddenly asked, "Jenna? Do you think the Batman's a hero?" Jenna was taken aback by the question.

"Why?"

"Some of my friends don't think he is."

"Don't listen to them. Think whatever you want."

"But what do you think?" Jenna considered this.

"I think he's a hero. The good he does outweighs the bad."

"But he still does bad things?"

"Everyone does bad things, Jimmy. But, we should try not to."

"But what makes the bad things the Batman does so much worse?"

"The fact that the things he does are against the law."

"My dad arrests people who break the law." Jenna nodded. "Does that mean he's going to bring down the Batman?" Jenna paused.

"I don't know Jimmy. But I hope not." There was a knock at the door. Jenna made sure it was Jim and Barbara before unbolting the door.

"Thanks for doing this, Jenna. How much do we owe you?"

"You really don't have to Jim."

"Yes we do. They probably ate 100 dollars worth of snacks anyway."

"It's nothing I wouldn't have eaten myself." The Gordons gave her a ten anyway and left, Jim carrying the sleeping Babs, and said bye to Harvey and Rachel on the way out, who had arrived home.

"The apartment's not completely destroyed," Rachel commented, astounded.

"Oh come on, they're good kids. They've never broken anything on my watch."

"If I recall correctly, they broke a lamp two years ago."

"I was new at babysitting, we were having fun jumping on the couch, and you hated that lamp anyway." Rachel rolled her eyes and set her coat on the couch.

Harvey retreated into the bedroom to get his pajamas on, leaving Rachel and Jenna alone. "So, Bruce ran into us at The Ocelot," Rachel said. Jenna looked at her aunt, shocked.

"How did that happen?"

"That's what I was going to ask you."

"I didn't tell him anything," Jenna lied convincingly. Rachel surveyed her niece.

"He's been giving you lying lessons, hasn't he?" Rachel stated. Jenna looked at her aunt, acting insulted.

"No!"

"Yep he has," Rachel concluded. "What else has he been teaching you? Boxing, sword fighting, flying?"

"Deception and theatricality, he won't let me near the weapons and gear."

"I'm guessing you hack the codes to the vaults the moment he leaves." Jenna grinned secretively. Rachel sighed. "What am I going to do with you?"

"You're stuck with me until I'm eighteen Rachel. After that, I'm free as a bird."

"I'm not bailing you out if you get arrested for jumping off of rooftops in the dead of night at that age then."

"Don't worry; Bruce'll take care of that."

Rachel just rolled her eyes and opened the freezer, taking out an ice cream bar. "There's only one ice cream bar left, whoever wants it." Rachel then jumped out of the way as Jenna and Harvey bolted into the kitchen. Jenna grabbed the ice cream bar first but Harvey tore it out of her hand a millisecond later.

"Hey! That's mine!" Jenna said, reaching for the ice cream, but Harvey held it over her head, just out of reach.

"Look we'll flip for it," Harvey said, pulling out his father's lucky coin.

"No way! You always win when we flip that!"

"Come on. Either fifty-fifty chance or you forfeit the ice cream bar to me all together. Take your pick." Jenna glared at him and crossed her arms. Harvey smiled at her and flipped it. Heads. "Better luck next time Jenna." Jenna scowled and stalked off to the bedroom, slamming the door behind her.

"Don't expect her to talk to you for a few days," Rachel told Harvey, rolling her eyes at both of them.