Rory was sat in a chair in the middle of her bathroom while the three girls looked at her, then the dress, and then back at Rory once more. They were contemplating on what to do to her, white was a very simple color but hard to work with at times.

"I say we keep it neutral, that way it won't clash too much with her dress. Since her hair is so dark, it contrasts it quite a bit." Cass said.

"What if we did a light brown? It would match her hair, but outshine the dress at the same time. Maybe add some white in it to tone it down." Barbara suggested, biting her lip in concentration. She knew how hard it was to get a look to match your hairs, she was a redhead after all.

"I think that's a great idea, make it a light brown look in the crease," Steph said and turned Rory around so she was facing the mirror. "Now, what to do with the hair. You got that gorgeous necklace set with the earrings, so I say put your hair up for the evening and let those babies be shown to the world."

"You guys know that I have nothing in particular I want, just make me look decent," Rory stated. She was never really one to wear makeup and do her hair all fancy, but the girls were excited and she was going to a formal event so might as well let them have their fun.

Rory watched as Stephanie did her hair, starting with putting it into ringlet curls. Once she was done with that, she began to braid it into a messy but neatly messy bun on the back of Rory's head. It took a while, but all of Rory's hair was up in the bun. Stephanie started to put bobby pins into her hair and small jewels that matched her outfit. With the way it looked, Rory's hair almost shone in the bathroom lights.

Now that she was done, it was time for Rory's least favorite part, the makeup. Turning her back to look at them, Rory closed her eyes and felt Babs place a light layer of foundation on her face followed by concealer. While Cassandra worked on her eyes, Babs did her cheeks and lips. The atmosphere was quiet but tense, the two of them worried that they would make a mistake.

During this, both Dick and Jason tried to peek in to see what they were doing to Rory, only for Stephanie to grab one of her hidden arrows and throw it at their heads, yelling at them to get out and they would see when Tim got to see.

Speaking of Tim, he was a nervous wreck. He and Rory had only been 'officially' dating by Dick and Jason's standards for 12 hours now and he was worried that he was going to mess it up. Neither of his brothers were helping his nerves, nor helping him get ready. It took Alfred shooing them out and began to help him, with some thoughtful input from Bruce.

Back in Rory's room, the girls were going at it again. Only this time, it was about what Rory would wear under her dress. Initially, Rory wanted to wear some leggings under her dress so she wouldn't freeze in the cold winter air, but the second she said that Stephanie and Barbara went ballistic. "You don't wear leggings under a dress this fancy Rory!" 

"No one has stopped me before Steph!"

"Dinah is no longer allowed to dress you for events, for every single one you are going to come straight to me and I will make you look like a bombshell," she said with her hands on her hips. "You are not wearing leggings, pantyhose I will allow because those are a neutral color and hard to see and the skirt of the dress is really long."

Rory let out a huff and took the undergarments she was being forced to wear and changed in the bathroom, Steph following her with the dress. It took a minute, but once the dress was on Rory securely they exited the bathroom. When the other two saw her, their jaws dropped. 

"If you weren't dating Tim, I would totally try to date you." Cass chuckled looking her friend over, making Rory blush at her comment. 

"Stop it, Cass, you're making her blush." Barbara chuckled.

"But am I wrong? She looks hot!" the four of them laughed and helped Rory get her necklace and earrings in before sitting her down and putting the shoes on her. Once they finished, they helped Rory stand straight and made her twirl.

Rory looked like a dream, standing in the mirror she watched as the dress she chose swayed ever so slightly and her leg as slightly visible in the slit. Touching the bracelet on her wrist, she smiled softly knowing that her parents would be proud of her.

"You, my dear, are ready to go. Let me take a picture though, none of us know what condition you are going to come back in especially once Tim sees you in that dress." Steph winked and took a picture of Rory who was flipping her off with a small smile on her face.

"Cass, can you go see if Tim is ready to go?" Barbara asked, she nodded and slid out of the room and knocked on Tim's door only to be met with Alfred.

"Yes, Miss Cassandra?"

"I was sent to see if Tim was ready," she said as Tim exited the room from behind Alfred. He was in a nice suit, with white accents to match Rory perfectly. 

"I'm ready, what do you think Cass?" he asked and held his arms out. Giving a whistle of approval, she nodded with a laugh. "Rory will meet you downstairs," she said and disappeared back into Rory's room. 

The three girls looked at Cass as she returned. "He is going to meet you downstairs, you ready to go?"

Rory grabbed her clutch and nodded before walking out of the room behind the three of them. They all walked down the hall, Rory slightly taller than them now because of her shoes. They stopped her before the stairs and peeked around the corner and saw that the boys were in fact waiting at the bottom for them.

Damian was next to Dick talking to Jason and Tim who's backs were to them. Bruce was with Alfred, watching them silently as they waited. Steph cleared her throat and sent Rory down the stairs. 

Dick and Damian were the first to see her and their eyes went wide, making Jason and Tim turn to see what they were looking at. Tim's jaw dropped, walking down the stairs was Rory in a beautiful white dress. She looked like an angel to him, a beautiful, heavenly angel. His eyes took in every inch of her, from the style of her hair to the slit in her dress down to her feet that were in heels. He met her at the bottom of the stairs and took her hand.

"You look amazing." he smiled. Rory blushed at his words. "You don't look too bad yourself, Tim." 

Tim smiled and kissed her cheek, making Rory scratch the back of her neck in shyness.

"Hey! Don't you dare touch your hair Rory or so help me I will follow you and cut it all off!" Stephanie threatened from the top of the stairs. Rory's hand instantly left her neck.

"Sorry Steph!" she called. Turning around she saw Jason leaning against the stairwell.

"You clean up well, princess." he chuckled and looked between the two of them. They really did look great together.

Rory rolled her eyes. "I could still kick your ass in this dress you know, and I've heard heels hurt like a bitch too." 

"Behave the two of you," Bruce said and stepped towards Tim and Rory with a smile on his face. "Remember, keep your phones on you. If anything happens, let us know and we will be there as soon as we can." 

Tim gave his adoptive father a nod with a smile and kept Rory close. He helped her put on her coat and led her out to the limo waiting for them. He helped her in before climbing in himself and looked at her in adoration.

With his family not there, he felt a little more comfortable and wrapped an arm around her waist pulling Rory close to him and kissed her cheek. "You really do look amazing," he said softly.

Rory leaned into him and smiled. "I can't take all the credit, it goes to Steph, Cass, and Babs. They made the magic happen, I'm just the fleshy thing wearing it all." she chuckled.

Tim rolled his eyes. "They can't make you beautiful Rory, they can only accent the beauty that's there. You deserve all the credit, I think you're beautiful no matter what you wear."

Rory blushed at his words and looked at him with a smile. "You're such a sap"

"I know, but you like it." he leaned in and kissed her softly, cupping her cheek in his hand. Rory leaned into his touch and smiled against his lips, she hadn't been this happy in a long time and she was enjoying it.

It didn't take them long to get to the theater, and like they expected there were people trying to get photos of them wanting to know who this girl was with one of the Wayne heirs. A few people recognized her as Oliver's daughter and tried to talk to her, but Rory and Tim simply ignored them all and went inside.

It didn't take them long to find their seats, Tim managed to get them a box seat just for the two of them. He led her up the stairs, not daring to let go of her hand and once there was nobody around Tim pulled her close by the waist and kissed her once more.

Rory giggled softly an pulled away, "What was that for?" she asked. 

"I'm enjoying the night and not many people can afford to get box seats so I'm taking advantage of it." he grinned softly and led her into their box and sat down with her. Rory looked around at the theater and smiled, the decor was beautiful with all the gold accents and red curtains. It reminded her of her first performance, it was in Star City and the theater looked similar to this one in Gotham.

Tim refused to let go of Rory's hand, he was still scared that this was all a dream and he would wake up if he were to let her go. He knew it sounded stupid, but he couldn't help himself from thinking it. With a smile on his face, he watched as Rory looked around with her eyes wide with wonder. He really would have to thank Jason for the idea.

Giving her hand a squeeze, Rory turned to look at him. "You alright dragon boy?" she asked softly.

Tim nodded, not taking his eyes off her. "I'm just wanting to enjoy this moment with you." he kissed her cheek again. "I also love the white, you should wear it more often."

Rory gave him a look, picking up exactly what he was putting down. Tim was the only one in Wayne Manor other than Bruce that knew of her White Arrow status, she kept it to herself because Rory didn't want to ruin their thoughts and ideas of who the White Arrow was. 

The whole Justice League loved her and had even considered letting her join as an official member but when you put that kind of pressure on an 18-year-old, things might not go well. Now the only members that knew of her status as Grey Arrow were Bruce, Oliver, Dinah, Clark, and Diana but none of their proteges knew. 

To the rest of the world, the White Arrow died in a battle against Deathstroke a year and a half ago. 

"Tim, you know I can't do that," she whispered, looking around to make sure no one else was trying to listen to them. He was about to respond when the lights dimmed and the music began to play. Rory turned to look at the stage, the excitement bubbling within her.

Tim kept a tight grip on her hand as they watched the opening scene, Rory almost ready to jump out of her seat from excitement. She watched in awe as the dancers moved across the stage gracefully, it only made her miss performing more.

Maybe after all this, she would go find a program in Star City or even possibly stay in Gotham and audition. To Rory, nothing in the world could beat the thrill of dancing her heart out on a stage.

They watched the party scene unfold, and Clara getting shrunk before having to face off with the Mouse King. Rory could tell that Tim was enjoying it, he hadn't said a word the entire time. As he watched, he could see the resemblance it held to when he saw Rory dance a while back. She looked just as graceful as they did, he only wished that he had gotten to see her perform.

Intermission came and the two of them got up to stretch their legs. With a smile, Rory took Tim's hand and they walked down to take a look at the concessions. They obviously got looks from multiple people, it was Tim Drake-Wayne one of the most sought after guys in Gotham.

Oliver may not have held the same type of popularity as Bruce, but the more people looked the more they recognized Rory and who she was. Soon whispers began to follow them asking why a Queen was in Gotham with a Wayne, were they dating, were they, friends?

But none of this seemed to bother Tim or Rory, they got themselves a bag of popcorn each and walked back up to their seats away from prying eyes. Once they sat down again, Rory munched on her popcorn.

"This is probably the best date I have ever been on," she said, making Tim turn and look at her.

"I have to tell you songbird, this was actually Jason's idea. I just decided to do it." he smiled sheepishly and rubbed the back of his neck, missing the comment about it being a date until he registered it and looked back at her again. "Wait, you think of this as a date?" 

"Well, you are my boyfriend are you not?" she asked with a giggle.

Tim smiled so wide he would have exploded, he leaned over and kissed her softly. "One hell of a first date huh?" he asked with a grin as he pulled away from the kiss. Rory gave him a nod, watching him with a smile.

Before long, intermission was over and the ballet resumed and the dancers took the stage. Rory leaned into Tim as they watched the show, enjoying her time with him. Having been in the Nutcracker multiple times in her life, she knew the dances by heart. Her favorite to watch and perform was the Arabian dance. The song was so smooth and mystical sounding, it always lulled her to sleep. Not to mention for the dance they needed very flexible people to perform it, and she was one of the few who could.

There was a flicker of the lights and Rory looked around, normally that didn't happen. Something felt wrong. She felt Tim grip her hand tighter, he must have felt the same thing. At big productions like this, lights don't just flicker.

Then all the lights shut off, leaving the entire theater in darkness. There was a murmur around the theater, the music had stopped and everything was dead silent. "Tim, something's not right," she muttered quietly.

Before Tim could even answer, a spotlight turned itself back on and shone on a lone figure descending onto the stage on one of the props. Rory and Tim recognized that mess of blonde hair anywhere, somehow Harley Quin had gotten out of Arkham and none of them knew.

"Alright you fancy-ass rich people, listen up!" she yelled, Rory and Tim not letting their eyes leave Harley. "I'm lookin' for someone! She's new in town and I owe her somethin' good." 

"You need to call Bruce, this could get worse." She muttered quietly and watched as Tim carefully pulled out his phone to send Bruce an SOS. Looking at the clown princess, Rory noticed the knee she took a bat to was in a brace. There was no way Harley was forgiving her for that any time soon. 

"She's a new bat, and she's responsible for fuckin' up my knee! So until she gets here, I'm holding all of you hostage." Harley grinned and pulled out a large gun and held it out towards the audience. 

Rory's body went stiff, Harley was going to shoot an entire theater full of people if she didn't show up as Grey Arrow. Quietly, the two of them got up to try and find a way out. Slowly, Rory backed out of the box but was met with a gun to the back of her head.

"Where do you think you're going?" Tim turned and went pale at the sight in front of him. One of Harley's thugs had a gun to the back of Rory's head, and neither of them could risk exposing their identities by fighting back.

Rory stood still, refusing to move and her eyes not leaving Tim. The thug who held the gun to the back of her head recognized Tim and saw this as an opportunity. "You're one of the Wayne boys, how about this. You give me what I want, and I let the girl go free?" 

Rory shook her head. "Don't do it, I'll be okay. Trust me," she said softly. Tim knew that if it came down to it, Rory could get herself out of the situation. But that could cause a whole new mess of problems, so he had no idea what the better option was. 

"How about we give him some time to think sweetheart, I'm sure Harley would love some company." The thug grinned and dragged Rory away from Tim, who was being held back by three other thugs as explosions and gunshots began to ring around the theater.

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Welp excuse me while I go duck in cover. Before you ask, yes this was my intent the entire time. I am a sucker for these kinds of things, I know they're coming but I still get sucked into them. 

Will this be the last time I do this sort of shit? Hell no homie, just you wait until you see what I have up my spiderman sleeves. Y'all are gonna be asking for my head here real soon lol.

Until Next Time,