A/N: Thanks guys for the lovely reviews! Anyways, here's the next chapter!

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Babs dreamed of one moment. Over and over and over again.

She opens the door, still talking to her dad in the next room. "Hello, Miss Gordon!" says the voice on the other side, and she freezes. It's the Joker.

The bullet goes off, and Babs is aware of herself falling to the ground, unable to feel anything below her waist. Something is very, very wrong.

She can't move her legs.

The Joker walks over her, going for her dad now. "Dad!" she screams, wondering what the monster is going to do to her father.

"Barbara!"

Babs woke up, shivering. She sat up in bed, wrapping her arms around herself. She rolled over, and got out of bed, just to prove to that stupid dream that she could still walk. It was just a nightmare. It didn't mean anything.

She walked into the kitchen of the apartment she shared with her dad, and flicked the switch on the electric kettle.

Her father was standing in the kitchen, looking through the fridge for the leftovers that she had put in there for him that night. She wrapped her arms around his waist. "Hey Dad!"

"Hey kiddo," he said, grinning at her tiredly. "Did I wake you up?"

"No," she said truthfully. "I woke up on my own. Do you want some tea?"

"Sure thing," James Gordon said, smiling at his daughter. Babs smiled back, and went to get the mugs.

"Rough night?" She asked, glad that she had beaten him home from her patrol with Dick this time. He was probably very suspicious by now.

"Not too bad," he said, removing the tinfoil from the plate of meatloaf that she had made earlier that evening. "Batman dropped off a lead though, so I'll probably be up all night tomorrow. Do you think you could arrange to be somewhere? I hate leaving you here all alone all night."

Babs nodded, wondering what Bruce had tipped her dad off about. Black Mask was doing another smuggling operation down by the docks, maybe that was it. "Sure thing. It's been ages since I've gone to Artemis's place." Luckily for her, her dad wasn't aware that Artemis's place was in a different state. She didn't want to have to explain about zeta-stations to him.

"Good," James said, smiling as he pushed the appropriate buttons on the microwave. "I know it's silly, but I worry."

"It's not silly," Babs told him, smiling. "I worry about you too."

He smiled, and kissed her forehead, fetching his food from the microwave afterwards.

Her dad sat down at their small table, and Babs sat down across from him, clutching her mug of tea tightly, while her father dug into the mediocre meal that Babs had prepared.

"This is very good," he said, swallowing a mouthful.

Babs rolled her eyes. "I ate it too, Dad. I know how bad it is. You don't need to lie to make me feel better."

He chuckled quietly. "Still better than anything I can cook."

"I seem to recall that you make a pretty mean grilled cheese sandwich," Babs said, smiling as she took a sip from her tea.

"My specialty," James Gordan said, smiling back.

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