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"Batman, how are you coming along with the bombs?" He took another punch from Jack. I heard him take the hit. "Are you ok Batman?" I asked. I was in Gotham monitoring the whole situation that was happening in Las Vegas. It was my job to get intel for Batman while he was on the ground. "I'm fine just a lit-t-le busy," he said dodging another attack from Jack.

Suddenly I had a bright idea on how to lighten his load and lead him to the head of the snake. "There's a camera on the left side of the building. Take it out. Harley is in a chopper that is filming as well. If you take that camera out she will have no choice but to get closer to you and the action. Then try and use the chopper to your advantage." Then I heard a giant explosion on the other end.

"Batman!" I heard him speak on his other communicator. "Lantern are you ok over there?! Lantern check in!" I could never hear the other end of that communicator, just like the rest of the JLA couldn't hear my end. Well not that I couldn't. I was more than capable of hacking into their communication system. I just didn't do it out of respect.

"No your not, stay with the bomb," Batman said. I continued to hear Bruce fight off Joker's superhuman goon Jack. I figured out what was happening with the footage Joker was broadcasting. Green Lantern was caught in a blast and Hawkgirl was about to go AWOL in order to get him some much needed medical attention. "We'll meet at the last bomb then go after Joker." He paused someone was talking back to him. "Make it fast! We gotta-" Then he was interrupted by someone. I suppose she did as I predicted.

Harley was in position, I needed to get Bruce back on track. "Batman I hate to interrupt you, but you've gotta try what I told you. It might be the only way to shake this guy. If you can get Harley to come down she could lead you to the Joker." I saw on the monitor the feed of him fighting went all snowy and then I watched as Harley started to come closer to Batman and Jack brawling. "It worked! She's coming your way," I exclaimed.

"Good, do you have any info on Ace yet?" He said quickly.

"Still trying to hack into the files. I have a feeling that whatever she can do, it's not good." I glanced at the broadcast again and saw how he took my advice. The chopper was coming down. I continued to type furiously at the keyboard, trying to break into the government files we needed. "Hope this works," I said to myself. The file on "Ace" came up and I read through it quickly. I could hear Batman talking to Harley and then heard him fall on the ground and groan from a recent hit. "Batman, bad news. Ace has the psychic ability to make people insane. Do you know how many people are watching right now?"

"Turn off the TV. Harley just left. I'm following her now," Batman said.

"Batman be careful."

"Batman out."

"Batman come in, Batman," I had been trying to reach him for the last five minutes.

"I'll be fine," he said slowly and weak, "I'll be in Gotham later tonight. Go home." He then turned off his communicator giving me no further explanation. I hated when he did that, made me feel insignificant. I had to remember though, that he did that to everyone. But sometimes I felt like I deserved, no that I'm owed, more than that. I know Bruce doesn't like to share his feelings and he doesn't tell me everything, but he tells me a lot. Hell, I tell him a lot. The past couple of years we have been each other's confidants maybe even each other's best friends. When we are on patrol we don't need to use words to communicate, glances and looks to each other are all we need to know the others intentions.

Later that night I was in my pajamas about to go to sleep when I heard something at my window. It was Bruce. What was he doing here? I opened the window and he drifted in only in the way Batman could: ghostly and quiet. "Kinda late for a lady to be entertaining gentlemen callers?"

Silence. I don't know why I expected more from him. I shrugged it off and continued, "Good thing I'm not much of a lady."

"I wanted to tell you thank you for tonight."

I looked at him strangely and smiled. I then jokingly squinted my eyes.

"Take that cowl off. I don't believe you are who you say you are."

I sat down on my bed and motioned for him to sit at my desk chair. He remained standing.

"Sit down or fall down, see if I care. I know you're exhausted."

He sat down and removed his cowl and rested his arms on his knees. He looked a bit sickly. "Jesus Bruce, this could have waited till tomorrow," I quickly got up and put a hand on his forehead to see if he had a fever. He was a bit warm but was fine.

"I've become too important to you," he said.

I stepped back and gave him a look. "I'm sorry?"

"I need to know that if you had to choose whether or not to save me or thousand of people, you would do the right thing?"

I slumped down on the corner of my bed and was stunned a bit.

"What happened? Is Green Lantern okay?"

"He'll be fine."

"Is this about what happened with Hawkgirl?"

"She was right we don't leave a man behind, but it was a close call on all counts tonight."

"You did some quick cold calculus at that moment and decided that one life wasn't worth the millions that were hanging in the balance."

He looked at me almost ashamed, knowing that was the truth.

"Yes very quick, cold, and ruthless calculus."

I felt myself getting a bit uncomfortable; I wasn't sure what to say next.

"If we are going to continue to work together we need to promise each other that we are going to do the right thing."

I felt a little ill now myself. "You want me to promise to not to try and save you if other lives are at stake?"

He stared at me not saying anything. He was very serious and he wasn't going to leave without an answer.

"How do you even know something like that is going to ever happen?"

"I don't, but chances are it will."

"If you promise too, are you going to mean it?"

He searched my face with his eyes, almost like he was searching for an answer.

"I will, but only if there is no possibility of," he stopped himself and looked down to the floor for a moment. He was afraid to say the words.

"I know Bruce, I know." He looked back up thankful he didn't have to say the rest.

I gave into what he wanted. I didn't want to stop working with him so I did what I had to do. I don't know why but the thought of not working with him anymore made me too sad. "I promise."

He got up from the chair. Towering over me, but then he bent over and put his gloved hand on my face and said, "I promise too."

I couldn't help myself. I got up and hugged him. He seemed a bit taken aback but then relaxed. "This doesn't give you a pass to do anything stupid."

"That goes for you too," he replied pulling away and then he was gone.