"You don't deserve her as a daughter."

Isaac rolled his eyes. Yes, Gotham's 'Dark Knight' had made that clear. The ridiculous lengths he had gone to; hanging him off of a building. 

"So, where is boy and girl wonder?" Electrocutioner asked curiously.

"I know where they are. Do you know where you daughter is, Isaac? Do you know where she was, when you were meant to be meeting her? She was waiting for you. You never showed."

"What is there to show her!?" He yelled back. "Besides...I know where she is. I keep track on both of my children."

Batman attempted to hide any emotion he was about to show. Tugging on the ropes, the Electrocutioner flew over to him on the roof.

"What do you mean children?"

~

It was the tenth night I had attempted to find Hazel. Daphne and Misty helped too- they new her from the calisthenics club.

“She’s done this before,” Daphne kept saying from the backseat. My hand tightened on the steering wheel. "I mean, she might be half to to some other city by n-"

"We can't just accept that," I interrupted quietly. I turned the car into the hangar in disappointment; another unsuccessful night of searching.

"No luck?" Wondergirl asked when we walked in. Daphne it seems resisted the urge to point out the obvious, and went with a simple 'no'.

The team were all there for training. I was extremely late- though they didn't seem to mind. "Daph, you realise what this means?" I asked, coming to terms with what I feared.

I sat in-between Nightwing and Robin. Daphne sighed from her place with Jaime and Garfield, before leaning forward and shaking her hair.

"Misty and I are already in a duo together. I'm in the group and in the quartet. Now you want me to do her solo? On top of work from school and my responsibilities to the team?" She listed.

"As far as I can remember; you did solo's every year until this one-"

"Well I would have done it this year but someone thought they should give the underachiever a chance," she replied darkly, staring down at me with those big grey eyes of hers.

"It was only fair," I reasoned.

"Fair for the Koyote's to lose the competition because you and Alice wanted to make someone 'feel' better?"

Instead of continuing, I asked her if she wanted to do it, to which she said yes. I already knew that would be the answer. I had seen her watching the choreography carefully.

"We're still going to train; but I have something important I want to do," I told them. I had planned this activity last night; it was due to something La'gann had said.

"I want you to tell me what you think the most important thing in life is," I said. "Not who; what. Anything, really. Who's first?"

The Team looked around at each other with frowns, as though they were waiting for someone to speak up. "Um...love?" Cassie suggested, finally. Her answer made me smile.

"Love is important. There are different definitions of course; the heart's desire to serve somebody or the act of giving someone your heart and trusting them not to break it. Poetic stuff like that. What else?"

"Honour," Robin put forward. I smirked over at Nightwing who looked at anything but me.

"Funny; that's what the first Robin said," I told him. Canary had tried this exercise on us when we were kids.

"Honour is important. Serving for who and what you believe in. Face defeat with your head held high and never back down, all of that. What else?"

The Team exchanged shifty looks again; only this time they seemed generally confused. We did have this problem before.

"Commitment?"

"Friendship?"

"Honesty?"

Different words began flying around the room. Once again, this was just like last time.

"Simmer down guys! Just quieten down for a second-"

"You're all wrong," Superboy said, standing up and walking out of the room.

"No. There is no true right or wrong answer. However, there is one thing you need to have everything we have listed. Without that one thing, all would be lost. Does anyone know?"

The room did not erupt in words this time. The question seemed to stun them; what could it possibly be? Originally, I had always, lamely enough, thought love was the answer. I finally saved the group.

"Memory."

As expected, they looked at each other in surprise. "Think about it. You say love, but without the memories of the one you love, where does the love go? No memory of honour. Who and what you serve. No memory of commitment, how do you commit? No memory of friendship, who are your friends? No memory of honesty? About what have you lied?"

I found myself looking at both M'gann and Nightwing. They smiled at me, as if I was being given permission to tell the story.

"You see, years ago, we went onto a mission in Bialya..."

~

"I think they liked it," Dick admitted, closing the bedroom window and pulling the blind down. I reached over the bed and grabbed the top of the blankets, pulling them back along the mattress.

"Well, they were definitely interested in some things more than others," I laughed. "Especially..." I stopped, throwing my pillow at the top of the bed with a pathetic toss.

"About Aqualad," he finished. I sighed and fell onto the bed. 

"I didn't think it would be this hard," I admitted curiously.

"Hard to what? Keep the secret, or hear them talking about him the way they do?"

"Both." I stood up and walked into the bathroom. I opened the draw and took out some wipes and began removing my makeup. Really I never used to wear it. The older I got the more conscious I became.

I found myself staring in the mirror, waiting for my image to flicker and change. The only thing that stared back at me were green eyes; not blue. 

Over the top of my left of my eyebrow sat a scar shaped like a leaf. Across my collar bone was a huge scar; a line from a claw. On the left of my waist were three scars from the same enemy; claw marks.

All from the mission that haunted me. The one that convinced me I should no longer fight on the field.

Whilst such dark thoughts invaded my mind, I saw my reflection flicker for mere seconds out of the corner of my eye. Looking back up; my reflection was back to...me.

"Hey, you ready for bed yet?" Dick called out. I sighed and turned around, walking into the room.

I was surprised when he suddenly converged on my from the side. Something cold when around my neck and made my skin tingle. 

"What the..." My hand went to pull off whatever was around my neck. My fingers fumbled against it; Dick had just put an inhibitor collar on me. 

He wrapped his arms around me and lifted me up, carrying me over to the bed. "You don't have any powers to use now," he smirked, placing me down, then kissing me.

Oh, I see. Revenge for the last time. I didn't mind; not even when I was sure he had begun tying my own hands up.

~ 

Eh, that last part O///O