//this wasn't a request but an idea I've had for a while now and my darling Minx ofscienceandice- once again persuaded me to write this. This was literally done in a day but I hope you all enjoy this little AU :)

      Selina hated the rain.

      She didn't mind the cooler weather, it was a calming transition from the boiling hot temperature that had her feeling like she was going to have a heat stroke.

      But now it was the first rainstorm of the season and the homeless teenager was out on the streets. The young girl trembled, her body shaking with shivers as she threw her grey hood over her head but it hardly made a difference. She continued rubbing her hands together to keep warm to no avail.

      God, she hated being on the streets during this weather.

      The thief normally would stay at the abandoned house at Neibolt Street if she couldn't find another empty house to break into. But when Selina went to that house just a few days ago, she felt a trickle of dread go down her spine, the hairs on the back of her neck standing up. Her instincts were screaming at her to run and that she wasn't alone. So she got out of there and didn't look back.

       But as the storm raged on, Selina clenching her teeth to suppress the urge to let them chatter so hard she thought they would break, she knew that she couldn't stay here in the alleyway and she didn't want to sleep in a dumpster again.

      Fuck it.

      She had to find a house to break into.

      Selina's teeth was chattering now, her fists shoved deep into her pockets as she walked through the storm. Her hair was barely protected by her hood, her curls growing frizzy from the rain.

      The young teenager was discreet as she peered inside the windows. Lights were on, people inside, families warm together. Selina felt envious, frowning more as she continued walking.

      She sniffled, the cold water pouring down on her tickling her nose. She paused from her steps for a moment when she noticed that out on the street, she wasn't alone.

      There was a small child dressed in a bright yellow rain jacket, kneeling in front of a gutter.

      Okay...that was weird.

      Selina shrugged her shoulders, prepared to keep walking and ignore the boy when her stomach twisted and the hairs on the back of her neck stood up.

      Maybe she had some form of spidey senses, she didn't know. But her instincts were telling the thief to go up to the boy. Not to ignore him.

      She didn't move for a moment, debating her options before she saw the boy lift his hand and reach out to the gutter.

      Out of nowhere, she spoke. "Hey kid! Shouldn't you be at home?"

      The little boy paused and pulled his hand back, straightening up as he looked at the drenched leather-wearing teenager. "Uh huh! I was just trying to get my boat back from Mister Penny!"

      Selina raised an eyebrow, stepping closer to the kid. "Who?" The kid must've had a wild imagination. Was she like that when she was his age? She couldn't remember. She never had a childhood.

      The teen looked at the gutter and she would've sworn she saw a pair of glowing yellow eyes glaring at her. The hairs on her neck were up again but when she blinked, the eyes were gone.

      "The storm's pretty bad kid, you should head home." She said, finally tearing her eyes away from the gutter.

      The little boy pouted, looking at the gutter and then back at her. "B-but Billy's gonna kill me for losing the boat!"

      "I'm sure whoever Billy is won't mind too much. You need to head home, or you're gonna get real sick." Selina insisted still, faking a cough into her fist as the smaller boy giggled.

      "Billy's my brother and he's the bestest brother ever!" He said proudly with a big grin and the teenager had to ignore how she felt her heart warm up.

       "Then I'm sure he won't mind that you lost the boat if he's the bestest brother ever. So head on home kid." She patted his shoulder with a smile, the first smile of the day.

       "Don't you have to go home too? Where's your rain jacket?" He asked her, tilting his head slightly in curiosity.

      She didn't say anything for a moment before shrugging her shoulders. "Got nothing to go home too. And I had a rain jacket but it ran away from me!" He giggled again and she smiled a little more.

       Suddenly, the little boy grabbed her fingerless gloved hand, tugging her. "C'mon! We can make hot cocoa! You can't stay alone while it's storming!" The little boy said stubbornly.

       "Woah, woah, kid! I don't wanna intrude or anything, it's fine!" Selina said quickly, and despite the fact that she didn't want this little boy dragging her to his house, she felt like she needed to. She saw something in that gutter and she didn't want to be out on the streets during it.

      "My name's Georgie! What's your name?" He ignored what she said, beaming up at her. She looked back at the gutter, biting her lip as she felt that someone was watching them.

      The thief began walking faster, still letting him hold her hand. "I'm Selina. People call me Cat."

      "I like cats!" Georgie grinned at her as he continued walking and began blabbering on about his big brother and the boat he made him. It was cute, really. And this was the longest conversation she ever had with someone. Selina wasn't the best at social interaction. Yet here she was, listening to a little boy ramble. But this was just a one time thing. That's all.

      Selina grew more hesitant as they approached the house, chewing on her bottom lip. This was what she wanted. To break into a house. But somehow she was growing more shy because a little kid was insisted she come in and warm up. She was losing her touch, she had to be.

      Georgie opened the door slowly, looking around quickly before taking off his rain jacket. Maybe he was making sure that his parents hadn't seen that he brought a stranger home?

      But she looked around and sighed softly, enjoying the feeling of the warmness of the house. God, it had been so long since she was in a warm home. Her hand twitched, wanting to steal something. No. She wasn't going to do that. Not now at least.

      "C'mon! Let's see Billy!" Georgie grinned before tugging her up the stairs and her shyness kicked in again.

      "Kid, Georgie, hold on, I-I don't think I should be here!" She said as she was dragged up the stairs-how could a six year old like him be so strong? She really needed to warm up and eat something.

      "Don't be silly, Kitty! Billy will love you!" The stubbornness in this kid was astounding. She had to applaud him for it.

      Selina groaned quietly, realizing that there was no way out of this. But her shivering had ceased at this point from the warm air around them. She couldn't help though but to feel a little bad by her muddy boots leading up the stairs.

       "Billy!" The little boy exclaimed and ran into one of the bedrooms. Selina didn't go inside the room, standing uncomfortably by the doorway as Georgie ran over, took off his yellow rain jacket, and hugged the older boy which she assumed was Billy.

      The older boy smiled and hugged his brother back, ruffling his damp hair that made Georgie giggle. "H-how did it guh-go, Georgie?"

      "It was amazing! She went by so fast! But...but I lost her and I couldn't get her back, I'm sorry." Selina assumed that they were talking about the boat and that the older brother hadn't noticed her yet.

      Bill squeezed his shoulder in reassurance and smiled. "It's o-o-okay. I'm juh-just glad you're s-safe." She could feel a prickle of envy. She was normally envious of families. And seeing Billy with Georgie wasn't any different. Except that she felt warm too, her heart exploding.

      She couldn't stay here. Georgie won't even realize she was gone.

      The thief started backing away from the doorway, prepared fully to leave before her next step created a creaking noise. She froze and the older brother lifted his head to look at her with wide eyes.

      "Oh! This is my new friend, Cat!" Georgie rushed over and before the teenager knew it, he was grabbing her hand and once again pulling her into the room. "She saw me talking to Mister Penny and walked me home!"

      The auburnette looked at the curly-haired girl and his pale cheeks seemed to grow more pink. "H-hi. M-my name is B-B-Bill." He stuttered out as he stood up, holding his hand out for her to shake.

      Selina looked at his hand for a moment before slowly shaking it with a small smile. "I'm Selina. People call me Cat though. And I'm really sorry for barging in, I-I was just about to head out anyway.." she trailed off, pulling her hand back as she suddenly felt warm, too warm, looking into the sparkling blue eyes.

      "You can't leave yet!" Georgie insisted once again. "It's storming out and you can get sick!"

      "Wouldn't be my first time out in a storm, squirt." She said before repeatedly poking Georgie's shoulder as he giggled and Bill seemed to smile a little more at their interaction.

      "Georgie's ruh-right. Th-the storm's really b-bad right now...at least s-s-stay until it ca-calms down?" Bill offered with a soft smile. This really was new for Selina, interacting with two genuinely kind human beings, especially in one day.

      The shorter teenager bit her lip for a moment, looking at Bill and then at Georgie, who was beaming up at her, before sighing loudly and pulling her hood down to expose her frizzy dirty blonde curls. "Just-just until the storm blows over."

      "Yay!" And suddenly there was a small child throwing his arms around her waist, hugging her. She stiffened, her green eyes going wide before he pulled away just as quickly. "I'll start making the hot cocoa!" He declared before running out of the room and down the stairs.

      There was a bit of awkward silence that filled the air once Georgie left. Neither one of the two teenagers knew what to say, just looking around the room quietly.

      "I luh-like your ja-jacket." Bill suddenly said, finally breaking the silence.

      Selina looked down at her leather jacket, smiling sheepishly. "Thanks." She said before looking at the taller boy up and down, biting down a smirk. "I like your pajamas."

      He quickly looked down to realize that he was indeed wearing pajamas, blushing a bright red before managing to stutter out a quiet thank you. Okay, she was definitely going to have fun making him blush.

      "Yuh-you can sit d-down if you'd like." He said gently, gesturing to the chair by his desk.

      She smiled and nodded, sitting down on it before noticing the little pictures of him and his brother scattered around. "You're really close with Georgie, huh?"

      He smiled at her, looking at one of the photos before nodding. "Y-yeah, I am." He looked at Selina, those baby blue eyes meeting her catlike green ones. "Th-thank you for b-b-bringing him ho-home, Cat."

      As she looked at Bill, heard the noise of a child running around below them to make hot cocoa, the thief realized that maybe, just maybe, this could last and she could stay just a little bit longer.

      Selina smiled at him, her own cheeks glowing with a light blush. "Anytime, Billy."