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*KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK*

That was the sound that woke up Barbara at 2:30 in the morning.

*KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK*

Sighing, Barbara peeled back the covers, immediately feeling a sudden chill on her legs, and began to rub the sleep out of her eyes. "This better be damn important," Barbara thought as she made her way to her bedroom door.

*KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK*

The knocking had be consistent the entire time, which struck Barbara as odd. The only other person who lived in the house with her was her father, who never knocked like a mad man unless it was important. This made her stop directly in front of the door and think for a moment. The last time Barbara heard a knock like that was many years ago, on the night her mother died. All the more reason for Barbara to open the door, but still she stood there, for there was something else on her mind. She remembered something her father told her about three weeks ago......

*FLASHBACK*

"I'm sorry dear, but the station needs more help during times like this."

Barbara folded her arms across her chest and gave her father a stern look, "I just don't understand why YOU have to do it, you do more work than anyone at that place!"

Jim took a step towards his daughter, "Look it will only be for a few months until the new recruits come in, after all," Jim placed a hand on Barbara's shoulder, "You can handle a couple nights on your own right?"

Letting out a sigh of defeat, Barbara nodded, "Yeah I guess so."

*END OF FLASHBACK*

Barbara's eyes widened in realization and began to back slowly away from the door. Growing in panic she turned to search for the baseball bat she kept next to her desk. With shaky hands, she turned back to the door and stood there waiting with only one thing on her mind. If that wasn't her father, then who was it?

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Dick sighed as he looked out the car window. Heavy rain had been coming down non-stop all morning, making the atmosphere of Gotham City more gloomy then Dick cared for it to be. Not only that, but Dick hasn't herd from his friend Barbara since the night before (which was strange for them considering they usually kept in contact almost 24/7), making him wonder she was mad at him for some reason. Adding that fact that he had to go to school just made this day even worst.

"Master Grayson?" Alfred asked, gaining the attention of the young teenager.

Dick looked up and saw a questioning look in Alfred's eyes via the rear view mirror, "Yeah," he asked, "What is it?"

"I was just wondering sir if you planned on actually going to school today or staring out that window for another ten minutes?"

Dick grinned at this, and reached for the door, "I guess that's my cue to leave, I'll see you after school Al."

Alfred nodded in response, "Have a good day Master Grayson, and do try to stay out of trouble."

"No promises Al." Dick said before he exit the car and running through the rain to the school entrance.

When Dick Grayson walked through the school's doors, he would never have guessed the events that would happen later that day. After all why should this day be any different from any other? Little did he know, everything would be different.

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"Here," Lyle said as he handed you a bowl of what was to be your breakfast, "Careful it's hot."

"What is it?" You asked as you accepted the meal.

Lyle gave you a friendly smile, "Oatmeal".

Shrugging you dove into your food, it had been a quiet three days since your "training" with Mister Beast. Since then you have spent all your time in your room with Lyle talking about various things. Mostly about your plan to get out of here, but you also got to know each other a lot better. You told him about life on the streets which seemed so long ago now. What you didn't tell him was your life with Bruce Wayne, that was something you didn't want to bring up with anyone ever.

Lyle told you about his career as a doctor, and that he moved to Gotham in hopes to leave his old life behind. He told you he used to live in the city of Metropolis until his wife died in a car accident on her way home from work, her name was Leah and she was only 27 when she died. In return, you told him about your parents death and how it effect your relationship with your sister.

"So what's on the agenda today?" You asked Lyle as you finished up your oatmeal.

Just as Lyle was about to speak, the door to the room opened with two of Joker's henchmen.

"What is it?" Lyle asked in an even voice.

"Joker wants a word with (y/n)." One of them said.

"What for?" You asked.

"Why do you need to know?"

You glanced over at Lyle who had a look on his face that said 'You're kidding right?'

"It just seems logical to me that if Joker wants to speak to me, I should have a right to know what that might be." You answer.

The two men exchange a look before one of them speak up, "We'll explain on the way."

Lyle stood up, "If she goes, so do I."

Both men smiled at this, "I don't think so doctor boy." One of them say.

"Yeah," the other says before snapping his fingers, "I'm afraid you have a meeting with Harley Quinn." Just then, two large guards entered your room, "Come on now, we can either do this the easy way or the hard way."

Sighing you raised your hands up, "Alright, alright, I'll go talk to Joker."

"Good girl," one man says as you walk over to them, "And you two," the man says to the guards, "please escort doctor boy to Harley."

Looking back you saw the guards pushing Lyle in the opposite direction, you eyes met Lyle's as he looked in your direction. You noticed the worry in them and gave him a did your best to give him a reassuring smile. You didn't get to see his reaction as you were shoved into an elevator.

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Employees of Wayne Enterprises were on edgy today. It was announced that owner, Bruce Wayne had called for a meeting with some of his business associates. It had been about a month since Bruce had took off work, since then the company has been very quite. Bruce had decided to go back to work in order to keep himself occupied while Dick tried to get information from Barbara Gordon. However Bruce had been secretly going out every night searching for information from Joker's men. Most of them kept quite, however a few of them mentioned that Joker was planning to use you as an influence, as for what Bruce had no idea.

At 10:00 AM the meeting was in full swing. Bruce listen to various workers' reports and other odds and end, until he was taped of the shoulder.

Bruce looked up to notice it was his secretary, "Is there a problem?" Bruce asked.

"No Mr. Wayne, but you do have a call waiting on line one."

Bruce nodded, "Ok, thank you Molly."

Molly smiled before leaving the room.

Bruce got out of his seat, "If you would please excuse me everyone, it seems I have a phone call to take."

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Once out of the conference room, Bruce walked over to the room known as his office, it was an unnecessary room considering Bruce spent very little time in here. Noticing the flashing number one button, Bruce wasted no time picking up the phone.

"This is Bruce Wayne, who am I speaking to?"

"Bruce!? Finally, you know your a tough man to reach."

Bruce rolled his eyes, "Dick, why are you calling? And more importantly, why aren't you in class?"

There was a long pause before Dick spoke, "Well you see I'm not in school at the moment."

"What do mean? Where are you?"

"I'm at the police station." Dick said in a small voice.

Bruce rubbed a hand through his hand, "What the hell did you do?"

"Nothing, nothing like that! I'm here for questioning."

"For what?"

"It's Barbara," Dick said, "they think Joker got her."