Christie's POV

I waited until Will had been gone a few minutes and went upstairs. I wonder if Batman made my suit yet. I wasn't sure what I was going to do suit-wise, hopefully mine was finished, but just in case, I grabbed a black jacket that would at least do something. Slipping it on, I listened to the earpiece for further instruction. Hopefully it would come soon. I was ready.

Robin's POV

I walked back from Christie's and headed toward Wayne manor, my house. It was honestly too big for those of us that lived here, which made it pretty intimidating, but it very conveniently, and not on accident, connected directly to the Batcave. I knocked on the door which was pretty quickly by Alfred. He was technically our butler, but he was so much more like family than anything else. He'd been a big part of most everything I knew outside of being Robin. Honestly, a little of that too. He smiled at me, and I wondered how he could have already known I was coming, but he must have. He was so quick to the door. "How was your day, Tim?" He questioned as I walked in. "It was pretty good," I responded, hit by a sudden nervousness that was almost overwhelming. I was about to go on the first mission with Cardinal, who I barely knew, and Batman wasn't coming with us.

"Pretty good?" He knew that meant something was bothering me. He was right.

"Today we leave for the first mission with Cardinal... I don't know how it's going to go."

He nodded in understanding as I walked to the small area behind the staircase that led to the Batcave entrance. The most common one. That's when he lightly grabbed my arm, stopping me. "Not yet." He said as I waited for the explanation. It's time to go, but there is no arguing with Alfred. "Come and rest for a minute first. You just got back, and you need to eat something before you go."

I smiled. I couldn't say no, so I accepted his offer and hoped Christie and Batman weren't both waiting on me.

After a few minutes debriefing Alfred on who Christie was and more on how we had met, I headed to the Batcave. I slipped through the pretty narrow passage that led to a small pathway. Once through the path, I saw Batman, who had apparently been waiting on me. "Alfred stopped me" I said in my defense. He smiled a bit. We both knew you couldn't say no. It just wasn't acceptable. I walked over to where he was checking what seemed to be the last details. "Her suit's not ready." He stated without looking up, "She's going to have to use a Robin suit for this." I thought it over, a somewhat strange expression probably evident. That seemed a bit weird. And there would practically be two Robins on the same mission to anyone that saw us. I voiced my second concern, which was quickly countered, "Firstly, you shouldn't be acting this out in a crowd. Secondly, confusing people isn't a problem we need to solve."

I shrugged in slight agreement before changing our topic, "Are we ready?"

"Are you?" he returned.

"I guess."

He simply looked at me. Something I could usually decipher, but this time, I wasn't sure what it meant. My best guess was that I was already supposed to know what to do. Then it came to me. I pressed the earpiece, "Hey, Cardinal, you ready?"

Cardinal's POV

"Hey, Cardinal, you ready?" I was. I was more than ready. I'd been ready for almost an hour. "Yeah, I'm ready!" I replied quickly. "Great. Can you meet me at the shed?"

I knew exactly what shed he was talking about. "Yeah, I'll be there."

I began walking out the door, after 'good-byes' to my family. I jog/walked to the shed where I'd first been invited, not all that many days ago. It was already dark by the time I got there, and Robin was already waiting on a clearly Robin-themed motorcycle. I went over to him, still unsure what my disguise was supposed to be, "Hey, what am I going to use for a suit?"

He looked like he wasn't so sure about his answer, although he definitely had one. If he wasn't so sure about it, I certainly wasn't. He hopped off the bike, lifting part of the seat which revealed a storage compartment underneath. Inside was a Robin suit, although this one contained more red and black than green and yellow. In fact, as he pulled it out, I noticed it didn't have any yellow and green at all. I wasn't sure where it even came from. "Are you good with this? I know it's not exactly the plan, but yours isn't ready yet."

"Is it a Robin suit?" I asked, pretty positive about the answer already. He looked even more unsure as he answered, "Yeah, it used to be." He quickly added, "It's clean though,"

I took it from his outstretched hand, "Ok, cool."

"I'll be back in a few minutes," I said. I wasn't going to change right here, and home wasn't too far away.

A little while later, I re-arrived, this time in the suit, which was a good bit too large for me. It was a good thing this wouldn't be too active. He looked back to the motorbike, considering something before getting back on and driving it closer to me. "This is the only thing I really drive..." He said, before continuing, "You ok on back?"

"Uhhh..." I hesitated slightly. It was a bit close for comfort, and I had no idea how he was about to drive. Motorcycles aren't that safe in the base case. There's no way he has a license... I didn't say any of that though. "Sure" I responded plainly, but my true feelings had to have been obvious. I awkwardly got on behind him, holding on to the back of the bike, which did, thankfully, have plenty of room for two considering. The back grip by the wheel was better than the alternative. "Are you on?" He said, also clearly awkward about the close quarters. "Yeah."

With that, he drove off. As we got to the main road I began to notice that we must somehow be the most interesting thing happening, because everyone and all their friends were staring at us. Then I noticed they weren't just staring, they were taking pictures, videoing, and talking about it. If it hadn't been awkward enough already, it grew ten times. I hoped they'd stop, but I knew better. For whatever reason, we were the most interesting thing that had happened that day.

"How interesting can we possibly be?" Robin questioned, obviously a bit annoyed and feeling the same weird factor that I was. I agreed, but there wasn't much to say to it, so I just kept holding on. The first stop light was the worst. We were stuck, everyone watching, videoing, waving. Finally, we got going again.

Many hours and a slightly strange stop later, the sun began to rise. That only increased our problems. More people on the roads. More people that could see us. We continued in relative silence for the rest of the day. Driving was getting old. It was harder to balance than a car, and we'd been going for almost a solid twenty-four hours. I started to get concerned about how well Robin could really continue driving, but it's not like we could switch, and even on the back, you couldn't sleep like you could in the car. Finally, as the sun once again set and darkness covered the road Robin called back to me, "I can't stay up and drive much longer. It just won't be safe. This was already too long. We need to stop for the night. Let me know if you see a hotel." I nodded and scanned the blurred lights of fellow cars as we passed them in the darkness and hoped to see a sign for some place to stay, although I wasn't fully confident that they'd want us to stay. Finally, I spotted one, and it was a good thing. Although he was doing pretty well, Robin's swerves and sudden stops were rapidly increasing.

"I think I see one," I said pointing out the lit sign that seemed pretty inviting, especially at the moment. He turned into the parking lot and parked the bike adding a complicated lock. Then we walked back to the door, too tired to have much to say. Once inside, we were greeted by a lady with shiny brown hair, and glasses. She also displayed a very friendly expression, that was far from as tired as we were. Robin approached the desk as she finished her greeting, "...is there a way I can help you!? I mean... it's not like this has happened before, are you guys legit?" Her excitement was evident. "Yeah, "Robin responded with a try at a smile that was less than half as enthusiastic as hers, "to both. We're on a mission, but we can't get there in one night. Do you have two rooms?"

"Sure! That's so cool!" She said brushing her hair from her face. "Just one second, I need to make sure everything's the same... ya' know?!" She quickly ran to the back room behind the desk where we heard a good bit of speedy whispers before a second lady emerged. She looked far less interested in this whole situation as she came to the front, squinting at us, as if trying to make sure we were real. "These work?" She said offering two cards to adjacent rooms. "Sure!" Robin said, "how much is it?"

The first lady who had greeted us before bounced up excitedly, "We want you to just have them! You know, as a thank you for everything!"

Robin smiled, "Thank you!" He took the cards, and we began walking to the elevator. Looking at them briefly, he then asked, "Which one do you want?"

"I don't know"

He started handing one to me, "This one work?"

"Sure" I said, taking it.

We got into the elevator and pressed for floor six. The rooms were pretty high up. We didn't' get all the way up though, before it stopped. Only at the second floor, a family got on, and their faces were just about priceless. It appeared to be a mom, dad, a teenaged boy, a young boy, and a younger girl. They seemed unsure getting on, but as Robin stepped back, they stepped in.

"Where are you going to?" the man asked, obviously unsure.

"Six." Robin responded.

"Same." The lady said with a less than confident smile. Robin and I were too tired to say much, and they were to nervous, so we all just stood there staring at each other for what must have been the longest, worst elevator ride of my life. I looked at the number indicating our floor. 3. This was going to take forever. Finally, we reached floor six, where Robin and I waited for the family to get off first. As they walked out, the teen called out quietly behind him, "Cool costumes."

Robin glanced at me with a tiny hint of a smirk, "Thanks!" he called back. We walked to our rooms and prepared to go to sleep.

"You have to keep the mask on..." Robin said with an apologetic look in his expression, "You can take off the cape though. And I suggest it."

I was disappointed about the mask, but I understood why. I nodded, clearly finding the situation unfortunate, and went to open my door. "Night" I said to Robin.

"Good night." He responded, then quickly added, "Oh, and maybe put something on the door to wake you up in case someone saw us and tries to open it."

I agreed, and once inside, set up the hair dryer to fall should someone open the door. I then removed my cape and went to bed but although it was plenty comfortable, and I was plenty tired, I found it hard to sleep. The entire situation was unusual, I'd never slept away from home by myself before, and the metal mask certainly didn't help. But at last, exhaustion took over, and I fell into a peaceful sleep.