Author's Note:

Hey everyone! I'm so sorry that it felt like YEARS since I last updated, but I'm back from the dead to give you an update! So as I was reading the last five chapters, I started to notice how slow this story is moving. I'm sorry if you guys find it terrible, I'll try to add some action with the 'AP'! (I'm really struggling with moving a story along, I realized that I have like 25 chapters already O,O)

I dunno, but I feel like dedicating a chapter! So to all my fellow readers (ghost or not), fav-ers, and followers, this is a message for you! If you would like a chapter dedicated to you (this will continue until the story ends), then be the first one to review on the update! SO IF YOU ARE THE FIRST ONE TO REVIEW ON THIS CHAPTER, THEN THE NEXT ONE WILL BE FOR YOU!

DISCLAIMER: NO MATTER HOW MUCH I BEG, HOW MUCH I CRY, HOW MUCH PAIN I GO THROUGH, I WILL NEVER OWN YOUNG JUSTICE AND THE JUSTICE LEAGUE...

Affairs

Roy

He walked out of the room and as soon as the door slid shut he rest his back against it. What the hell was he thinking? She might have seemed to be the same girl, but she wasn't. What did he expect? Her to just run up to him and kiss him senseless begging for makeup sex? He shook his head and disregarded the thought.

He picked himself up from the rather uncomfortable moment he had just shared and moved his legs to head to the monitor room. Recently, he had been doing three times the monitor duty than he should be. Wally was excused from any HOJ activities, Katherine wasn't trained to preform MD, and he still had to check in for his time... Just the thought of monitor duty sent him flying off the tracks.

Since he wanted to kill time before heading to the monitor room, he decided to take a detour down by the research labs. During this time of night, no one should be there to stop him and ask him questions about the day's fatal mission. But just as he was about to pass the last lab room, the security panel on the side of the door proclaimed that the room was occupied. More than curious, Roy tapped on the screen to see who's code was entered into the room, to his somewhat surprise, it was Dick.

What would Dick be doing in one of the MD rooms? He touched the lock pad and tried to type in the override code, but it was thoroughly rejected. Dick was up to something, and Roy wasn't planning on letting it go too easily.

He continued to tap on the small screen with no success. If he couldn't get in, then he'd just take a peek, walking away from the monitor and into the next room, he locked the door and sat himself down continuing to access the live surveillance in Dick's monitor room. Being able to get a grainy picture, Roy zooms in seeing Dick sitting down... reading comic books?

He wanted to laugh so badly, Dick reading comics? Oh, that was priceless! No wonder why he wanted to lock himself in a room and read them! Roy would definitely not read his comics unless he was in the safety home, he didn't even leave his comics in his room, but at the 'Arrow Cave'... Yeah, he didn't like that name Ollie gave it either.

Not bothering to disturb Dick any longer, he turned off the monitor and left the MD room not thinking twice.

Dick

He sloshed the plastic container filled with AP in his left hand while he continued to read the Batman and Nightwing comics that were at the bottom of Katherine's bag. He had tested the vile and it came out positive to AP chemicals that are highly toxic, that's probably why it's in an air tight macromolecule sealing container. Where Katherine could get her hands on such high quality compact tech was beyond his knowledge.

The comic books on the other hand were quite intriguing. His life was laid out before him in a multitude of drawings and speech bubbles, certain things didn't follow his actual life story, but overall, every one of his 'die if told' secrets were explained, in detail nonetheless. After finishing the two comic books under his series and the three under Bruce's he was convinced that Katherine knew almost everything about his life, even his identity and his past lovers and everything. You could say he felt quite exposed.

He got an alert from his hologram that someone had accessed the live video surveillance in his MD room, he let it go because it was probably Roy who has lately been very curious about his activities.

He put the comic books back into its neat pile and slid them back into the backpack, he proceeded to examine the clear, slightly thick liquid that moved around the vile. AP? Why couldn't he see that one coming? She seemed to know too much about this business even though Bruce and even she claimed that she didn't have any experience whatsoever. How could he have been so blind?

10 Months Ago

"Katherine?" He could hear Roy shout throughout the halls of he HOJ. He was probably looking for her so that they could continue their... 'Athletic activities'...

Dick continued down the hallway not batting an eyelash, he really didn't care for that bitch because all she did all day was get in the way and set back everyone and the worst part of everything was that she was a part of the JFBI, their number one rival. It didn't help that Bruce let her sit in on every debriefing, every meeting, every top secret talk, it drove him to no ends.

Well, he'd always pretended to think and say that, it usually made the facade a lot easier to act out.

Dick wasn't planning on having any part of this search, he wanted to be out of that at all costs.

"Wing! Have you seen Kat?" Out of breath and restless, Roy ran up to him. At the time, Dick was only 16, he had just changed his costume and broke off from Bruce.

"No, I haven't." He briefly snapped before walking away from his partner and friend.

It had been just a few minutes since his arrival to his personal section in the dormitory wing. He wasn't feeling like attending to his teams every need, they were already needy, they should eventually learn how to deal without him. He's not always going to be around.

He was working on his work table, it was dead quite, just the way he liked it. But the moment he actually felt relaxed, something just had to happen. There was banging on his door, he was actually tempted to not answer the door at all and the only thing that probably swayed his opinion was Kat's voice, "Nightwing! Answer this fucking door or I'll shout your name in the hallways!" She continued to rap on the door.

Dick just rolled his eyes, he didn't want to have anything to do with them, but unless he wanted the entire HOJ to know his name, then he'd let her in. He searched the keyboard for the right button and pressed it down a little too forcefully. The door quickly slid open and closed when she ran through.

"Grayson..." She whined, he continued with his escrima sticks, his newest invention. "
Richard, Roy's chasing me around." She continued to whine. "Katherine, anything related to Roy is your problem, dear." He didn't look up to her. "Richard..." He could hear her walk over to him, she ran her fingers through his hair and straddled his lap, "Richaarddd..." She kissed him on the cheek holding his neck.

"Katherine, I'm working." He says flatly. He really didn't feel the need to deal with her right now. It's been four weeks since she's been cheating on Roy and he's starting to feel guilty about it. "But Richard..." She started to kiss his neck, leaving a fiery trail.

That was it, her honey sweet voice and kissing definitely pushed him off the edge. He grabbed her waist and pull her closer - if that was even possible - He smashed his face with her and he kissed her with need and want, she kissed back with just as much force. He rubbed his hand on the small of her back and his other hand behind her neck holding her close to his body.

He got up with her in his arms and laid themselves down on his bed, he kissed down her neck she moaned when he reached her sweet spot, he continued to make a hickey there. He was floating on cloud nine, he was definitely enjoying himself. He continued on to her collar bone and started to reach up her shirt to the clasp of her bra. He played with it slightly almost getting it off when she stopped and pushed him away.

"What?" He asks her hoarsely, he was too blinded by need to see her discomfort. "Dick, I-I can't do this." She pulled her shirt back down and sat up, Dick's face fell, she never called him by his short name unless she was really begging him.

"Why?" He asks her clearly hurt, he hoped that she would see that and give in. But then again, he was blinded by want and need. "Because, Richard, Roy still loves me and he doesn't deserve this!" She pleaded to him.

Richard was usually ok with her mentioning Roy but he was oh so close, "If you love him so much, why don't you just go to him? Why do you even bother with me?" He started to raise his voice, he was almost shaking with anger, he couldn't deal with this, not now. "I don't want to hurt him or you! Maybe I'll just drop everything! I'll go back to JFBI and this time, I wouldn't be spying on them!" She started to raise her voice at him, and only then did Dick realize what he was doing.

He took a deep breath and couldn't look her in the eyes.

He swore that he could smell the saltiness of her tears, he felt the bed shift and before he could say anything, she ran out of he room.