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Wally's POV:

I raised my hands up in a defensive position as Bats glared at me. "I swear, she was right behind me. I have no idea where she went."

Uncle Barry stepped in front of me, shielding me from the Bats rage. "Batman, relax. Wally didn't do anything wrong, neither did Andie for that matter. This whole thing was just a misfortunate accident."

It wasn't obvious, but from the stance of his body and the tilt of his head, I could tell the Dark Knight was ready to murder.

Martian Manhunter nodded in agreement. "These children informed us of their teammate's death, just as protocol dictates. Whether or not the information was accurate, is irrelevant."

Dinah nodded. "The bottom line is that Robin's alive and well." She folded her arms and stood toe to toe with Batman. "You have no reason to punish Wally or Andie. They did nothing wrong."

Silence descended on the Cave as Batman narrowed his eyes. He glanced around the room and then left without another word. I breathed a sigh of relief. Bats had backed down.

Robin suddenly came to life, moving from his position slouched against the wall. He grabbed my arm and dragged me away from the lounge.

"Dude, what do you think you're doing? I'm exhausted, and there's a bed calling my name."

He frowned, and got straight down to business. "Spill it. You know where Andie went."

I shook my head. "Sorry man, no idea. But I did see her take your bike." I raised an eyebrow. "Why do you even care? It's not like Bat's is looking for her anymore."

He ignored me and pressed some keys on his wrist computer.

I tiptoed and stretched my neck, trying to make out the words on the screen. "oohhhh, you're tracking your bike."

He turned around and began to walk away, heading for the exit.

"Wait a second, why are you even looking for her? Aren't things awkward?"

He shrugged "She's got my motorcycle. I want it back."

"Hold on…" I said, but he had already left. "You were looking for her before I mentioned your motorcycle."

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Andie POV:

Repositioning myself under the oak tree, I pressed the grass beneath my fingers. From this angle I could barely make out the welcome sign for Gotham Park. I looked around me at the damaged picnic tables and swings that held a large amount of graffiti. Each and every one was a swear word.

I don't know why I came here. Everyone from this part of town knows it's a haunt for drug distribution. Maybe I just needed somewhere familiar. Back in the days, when I was a kid, me and Selina lived across the street from this place. She always pointed at the walls and whatever street gang was painting on it. She'd say that they lived by their own rules, and followed their own morals; she called it 'The Way of the Cat'.

Flashback: (6yr old Andie)

"They're making the wall pretty," I said, pointing at the wall inside Gotham park.

"Of course it's pretty. Freedom is always pretty," Selina replied.

"It's so colourful. Like art and glitter and stuff," I said, grinning at the curly writing being sprayed across the wall.

"Go and join them." Selina moved away from the window and ushered me out the door.

I glanced back at her, but she had already slammed it shut.

I slowly walked into Gotham Park, past the men who were hunched over the table, and towards the boys spray painting over the wall.

They all turned towards me at once, leering like hungry animals.

I blinked rapidly and pointed towards the wall. "Can I play with you?"

One of them stepped forward and looked down at me. "Yea, yea, sure. But only if I can play with you after." His friends laughed, patting him on the back, with loud forceful slaps. He grinned and turned back to me. "You see, we got a rule here. We let you decorate this wall, and you gotta pay us. I'm guessing you don't got money." He looked me up and down. "So we'll find another way to make this work."

I grinned brightly. "Okay!"

He handed me a spray can and I decorated the wall, using a gazillion colours to make it extra pretty. By the time I was done, all the spray paint was finished. I gave one of them the empty can. "Thanks! I had fun!" I said with a smile across my face.

One of them stepped closer. "Nah, darling, you don't know what fun is." He grabbed onto my arm, pulling me towards him, and bent down to my ear level. His lips drenched my skin with saliva. "I can give you a whole night of fun."

I screamed and struggled to get away from them. "Selina! Selina!" I sobbed as another guy grabbed onto my second arm. "Mummy!" I yelled.

I kicked and scratched, finally able to free myself. Running to my house, I banged on the door as the boys followed, gaining fast. Selina opened it, and took in the situation. She stepped in front of me as the boys approached.

Then she smiled.

"Good job boys." She handed one of them a wad of money and kissed him on the cheek. "I'll give you a call."

Closing the door, she looked down at my tear stained face. "That's lesson number One: You can never be free. Unless you have power."

She walked ahead of me and sat on the couch. "They have power over you, and so, they are free to do what they please. But if you gained power, if you awakened your gift, you would have supremacy over everyone, and with that would come true freedom. You could follow The Way of the Cat."

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I snapped out of my daze when I heard a rustling from above. I stood up and peered through the leaves. Robin.

He sat on a branch and looked down at me. "Is it a habit of yours to steal people's bikes?"

I looked away, a slight blush on my face. Why was he here? What could he possibly do to make my day worse? "No. Just take it. I'll walk."

I began to turn away, but he dropped down from his branch. "Man, you're stupid! You can't walk all the way to Mount Justice."

I winced at his insult. He seemed to mean every word. I wasn't sure how much longer I could take it. I'd told him I was done with the games, but maybe…. Maybe he wasn't playing to begin with.

He folded his arms, a scowl on his face. "Quit being a pain will you? Just get on the bike. We both know you were never going to walk."

I clenched my fists. "Listen. I didn't call you to come here. I don't need your help and I don't need a ride. So back the hell off!"

"Fine. Whatever. I only came here for my bike anyway." He jumped over the park fence and got onto his motorcycle. He put his helmet on slowly as If waiting for me to change my mind. Then he shrugged and drove off.

I slumped back against the tree trunk and slide onto the grass. I placed my head in my hands. It was like nothing between us had changed. Like I hadn't confessed my feelings. I sat there for what felt like hours, analyzing the situation from all angles.

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I raised my head at the sound of a familiar engine. Robin screeched to a halt at the curb. He removed his helmet and jumped over the fence. "What are you doing here? You said you were going to walk."

I instantly frowned at his hostile tone. "I lied genius. Besides, I could ask you the same question. I thought you'd left."

He glared at me.

I stood up to face him. "Listen, quit hovering around me and say what you want to say. If it's about… what I said before… then just get it over with."

He looked away. "I don't know what you're talking about. I just happened to be riding past here."

I narrowed my eyes, and took a deep breath, tired of avoiding the subject. "I need to know how you feel about me."

He clenched his teeth shut. "Why?"

"Huh?" I said, completely confused.

"Why do you need to know how I feel? It's not like it'll change anything." His hands clutched tightly onto his trousers.

I gave him a quizzical look.

He sighed loudly, his face taking transforming into the vulnerable guy I'd seen when he was arguing with Batman. "I don't want a relationship Andie. So even though I… I have feelings for you, things between us won't change."

I swallowed hard, trying to find my voice. "I love you Robin, and if you feel the same about me, then what the hell's stopping you?"

He looked into my eyes with a grim expression. "You'll die." he stated. "Just like everyone else in the hero world, you'll die. And who's to say whether it'll be tonight, or tomorrow?" He ran a hand through his hair. "In my life, I've given my heart to three people. And Batman is the only one left. I don't want to add you to that list, because I don't want to hurt when you die."

I approached him as I would a frightened animal. I held his hand. "You don't know half of what I can do; death won't catch me that easily." I squeezed his hand with a slight smile on my face. "So take a chance; add my name to your list, and I can promise… I won't die on you."

"You can't be that certain."

I shrugged. "I can't be certain that you won't die either. But I'm taking the chance. Live in the now traffic light."

A smirk crossed his lips, and just like that he was back to normal… except, something about him had changed. He stared at me, holding on to my hand, then he turned away to head for his motorcycle.

I rolled my eyes and swung my arms around his neck. Tilting my head, I brought my lips to meet his. He held onto my waist, pulling me closer as our lips pressed together. Deepening the kiss, I ran my hands through his hair, smiling when his breath hitched.

I grinned when he pulled away. His cheeks we're flushed red.

He let out a shaky laugh. "You taste like salt. And you bit me... Twice."

My smile immediately turned into a scowl. "Way to kill the mood."

He sighed. "Fine. I'll give you the romantic version." He cleared his throat, placing a dramatic hand to his chest. "The kiss was perfect. You tasted like sugar that was grown in heaven. And when you bit my lip, it didn't hurt at all. In fact, it felt like a massage."

My mouth dropped open, and Robin gave me a cheeky smirk. I pushed his arm, walking towards the motorcycle. "Jerk."

"This situation is really no different from the good old days," he muttered.

I sat on the motorcycle, and revved the engine. I gave Robin a devilish smile as he strolled over to me. "It's completely different." I stepped on the acceleration and swerved onto the road, stealing his bike. "Now, I can do stuff like this."

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