"In breaking news, we have just discovered that Alexis Deveroux, the drug queen of Paris has been arrested thanks to a vigilante group known as the Outlaws. With substantial evidence, the authorities were able to build up a case and she will await trial."

Tim glanced up from his laptop towards the TV, he had tapped into the French channels so he could see if Rory and the Outlaws made it into the news. On the TV, a reporter stood in front of a cub and showed photos of Alexis Deveroux from earlier that night. 

Several of them was of her sitting in the booth, but it was the fourth or fifth photo that really had caught his attention. In that picture was another girl, and she was pressed against Alexis. She may have been blonde, but Tim would recognize her anywhere.

That girl with Alexis was Rory undercover, and seeing that picture made his stomach twist. He trusted Rory and knew that whatever was going on, she was doing it to get the information they needed. Rory had told him the day before that she got close and personal with Alexis, but she didn't say it was that close. The feeling Tim had in his stomach was most likely the reason why she didn't tell him, he did not like seeing Alexis' hands all over his girlfriend.

The next photo made his jaw drop, it was a photo of Rory and Alexis and they were no longer in the booth. Alexis had her pressed up against a wall and her hands were places that only his belonged, dangerously close to kissing her. Quickly he turned off the TV and ran his hands through his hair, Tim couldn't wait for Rory to get back.

She was due to arrive within the next few hours, depending on when her plane landed. Tim knew that she hated flying, so it was probably going to be sooner than later. He was currently working on the Penguin case, but his thoughts were distracted by the pictures he had seen of Rory and Alexis.

There was a slamming of a door and his head perked up. Quickly he shut the laptop and jumped out of his bed, and ran out of his room heading for the front door. His heart was beating so hard, it was almost as if it was going to jump out of his chest.

Hearing some chatter, he picked up speed and stopped at the top of the stairs where he saw Jason, Rory, and the rest of the Outlaws standing in the foyer talking to Dick and Stephanie. A huge smile spread across his face as he ran down the stairs.

"Rory!"

Everyone looked up and saw him running, Rory's face grew into a smile of it's own. She couldn't get a word out before he tackled her into a hug and held her tightly against his chest. Rory let out a giggle and patted him the best she could while her arms were trapped. 

Tim let her go before he cupped her face and kissed her deeply, taking Rory by surprise as she let out a small noise as she gripped the front of his shirt kissing him back. He slid her arms down and wrapped them around her waist pulling her closer and she slid her hands up to wrap them around his neck.

"Damn, four days and he acts like it's been three months. It's not like I was gone too you know?" Jason muttered, crossing his arms.

Tim pulled away from the kiss and it left Rory in a daze as her eyes slowly fluttered open. "Hello to you too, Dragon Boy." she smiled softly.

"I missed you," he said, pressing his forehead against hers with a smile.

Rory laughed. "Oh, I couldn't tell."

Tim chuckled and let her go, settling for taking her hand and holding it tightly. Rory rolled her eyes at him and stayed close. 

"Babybird here would not shut up about wanting you to come back, Rory. It was kind of sad." Dick said, leaning against the wall with a laugh as Tim turned a little pink.

"Where's Rory? I wish Rory would come back! I miss her!" Stephanie mocked with a laugh. Rory looked at her blushing boyfriend with a giggle. 

"Hold on! Rory is not all that innocent!" Roy said, pulling out of Jesse's arms. "She was just as bad if not worse, the second he called she would blush and take off and sit in her room and talk to him for hours." 

Jason let out a laugh, "It's true!"

Rory gave him a glare. "You guys are terrible. Come on, you can help me unpack Tim." she tugged on his hand and grabbed her suitcase as he grabbed the other and the two of them walked up the stairs to Rory's room, ignoring the knowing looks the others gave them as they walked away.

Tim swung their hands as they walked, draping the suitcase he was carrying over his shoulder as he brought her hand up to place a kiss on the back of it, listening to her giggles.

Once they were in the safety of Rory's room with the door shut, Tim placed her suitcase on the ground and took the one she was holding setting it next to it. Rory gave him a confused look before Tim took her waist and roughly pulled her against him.

Rory smiled at him and bit her lip. "So, how much did you miss me Timmy?" she asked softly, her voice barely above a whisper.

"I missed you a lot Briar Rose," he said, his voice dropping to a tone she hadn't heard before. Rory looked at him, she had never seen Tim like this before and she couldn't figure out why.

Tim quickly picked her up and threw her on the bed and crawled on top of her and kissed Rory once more, gripping her hands tightly in his own as she let out a soft moan of surprise.

Rory arched her back into him as he kissed her with their tongues fighting for dominance, and pressed her hips against his resulting in a groan from Tim's lips. "Fuck, I missed you so much," he mumbled.

"It was only four days, baby," she replied.

"They were the longest four days of my life, and I didn't like the way her hands were on you." he groaned.

Rory pulled back from the kiss and looked at him. "How do you know where her hands were, Timothy?" she asked.

"I saw the news and there were photos and I didn't like them." he pouted, sitting up slightly. 

Rory raised a brow and giggled. "Tim, are you jealous?" 

Tim's jaw dropped and he scoffed. "I am not jealous."

Rory grinned, she now knew the reason behind his actions since she got back. Tim was jealous of Alexis, and she thought it was the cutest thing. Reaching up, Rory cupped his cheek before pushing him and sat on his lap. "Tim, it's okay to be jealous you know. But I have no feelings for her what so ever, I love you and only you, and it's going to stay that way."

She took his hands and placed them on her ass as she leaned down to kiss him, Tim pulling her closer against him once more. "Only you can touch me like this," she muttered against his lips.

Shivers went down Tim's spine as Rory kissed him, she was right about him being jealous but he was not going to admit it. His hands grabbed the hem of her shirt and slowly slid it up her torso, exposing her stomach.

Carefully, he laid her back down on the bed and pressed kisses to her exposed skin slowly as he felt Rory's hands run through his hair. As Tim lifted her shirt higher, his kisses followed as he felt her squirm under his touch. Rory removed her hands from his hair and puller her shirt off completely as Tim kissed further up her chest.

Rory let out soft moans, feeling his lips against her skin set her body aflame. She could feel the desire building inside her as she whispered his Tim's name softly, making him grin against her skin.

Tim sat up and quickly pulled his shirt off before he went back to kissing her chest and collar. Rory grabbed his chin and pulled him up to kiss her again, whimpering when she felt him pull on her lip between his teeth.

Tim chuckled at her reaction and did it again, making her whine softly. "Fuck, d-do that again." She stuttered, flustered at his touch.

"Do what again, Songbird?" Tim drug his lips down her throat, biting softly at her pulse as Rory let out a gasp tipping her head back.

"Th-That..." she muttered, her hands gripping the back of his head as she felt the vibrations of Tim's laughter on her skin.

Rory let out a small cry as she felt Tim bite harshly on the spot under her jaw, making her head spin. She could feel a mark forming as he paid attention to the spot, but only soft moans left her lips encouraging Tim further.

"You're totally not jealous."

Tim grinned against her skin, "No, not at all Songbird."

Their clothes were quickly discarded as Tim left kisses across her body, dragging his fingers along each of her scars wanting to feel her under his touch. Gripping her hair in his hand, Tim let out a moan as he felt her drag her nails across his back. 

It wasn't long before Tim had Rory begging under him, wanting him to touch her and the sight of her like that only made Tim want her more. Their bodies moved in sync as Tim held her close, wanting her to feel his love, Rory tugging at his hair making him moan her name.

Feeling the pressure build up inside her, Rory cried out his name digging her nails into his back as Tim moved quicker. "Fuck Tim..." Their moans grew louder as they reached their high and panted heavily as they came down from it, exhausted and covered in sweat.

Leaning his head on her shoulder, Tim let out a series of swears and pressed a kiss to her chapped lips. "You okay?"

Rory nodded slowly and ran her fingers through his hair softly as she looked into his eyes. She loved Tim more than anything and enjoyed these moments with him more than anything, and not just the sex but the intimate moments they shared from stolen kisses to something as simple as a cuddle. 

Carefully he got up and grabbed a rag to clean them up before lying down next to her again and wrapping her into his arms, pulling her back against his chest. Rory let out a smile and curled back into him.

She giggled softly as Tim drug his fingers across her bare stomach and placed soft kisses to her shoulder. "Who knew that four days away would make you this cuddly?"

"My girlfriend was in another country, being felt up by another woman. Not to mention that dress was short." he chuckled.

"I hate to break it to you, but I did not keep that dress. I hated wearing it and probably should not be seen wearing it again." Rory rolled to look at him, her eyes looking into his. Tim's eyes were a shiny blue, and it almost matched the afternoon sky.

"I like jealous you, it's very cute, but I have a feeling someone heard us." 

Tim rolled his eyes and curled deeper into the blankets and dragged Rory closer. "We don't need to show our faces again any time soon, I think we could even convince Alfred to bring us dinner if we really tried." 

Rory wiggled out of his hold and grabbed a pair of underwear and Tim's shirt before throwing them on and climbed back into bed, curling into Tim's side. "Want to watch a movie?" 

"Do I get a choice?" Tim asked, looking at her.

"Nope, now turn on my movie Tim and watch it with me." she chuckled and curled up as he turned it on, the movie already in the DVD player. Once the movie was on, Tim had gotten up and pulled on his underwear and the sweats he was wearing before and laid next to her as she watched the movie.

Rory wasn't watching the movie much, instead, she stared at Tim as the two of them talked about everything under the sun. She had told him what it was like to live with Jason and the Outlaws and how different it was from staying at the manor. 

Becuase there was no Alfred or Bruce to scare the shit out of them, everyone was a little more vulgar and acted more like children. She even told him about the night she threw pizza at Jason's head, which made him laugh.

Her finger traced patterns on his chest as she thought, maybe hanging out with the Outlaws wasn't such a bad thing. For the first time in a long time, Rory felt as if she finally belonged somewhere and it felt good.

Back in Star City, it felt like home similar to how Gotham felt to her but she wasn't a stay in one place kind of person. Rory was unpredictable and stubborn, those were many of the reasons Tim loved her so much. She always brought something else to the table, something that none of them had thought of trying before and she was unique in how she acted and treated the others.

Rory hated asking for help, she didn't want to be seen as weak. When the Justice League had asked her to join a few years back, she wasn't sure if she ready for it. But it was her own uncertainty that made her weak, and that was something that she was going to have to deal with. The life of a crimefighter was not an easy one, but it was something she wouldn't give up for the world.

Tim watched as she was los t in thought. Carefully he brushed her hair back and placed a kiss on her forehead, making her smile softly. "Hey, what are you thinking about?" 

Rory looked up at him. "Not much, just about various things. Did you know that I was asked if I wanted to join the Justice League?"

Tim raised a brow at her words. "When was this? Back when you were White Arrow?"

Rory nodded. "Yeah, I had made a massive bust with Oli and Dinah. Obviously those two never shut up about how talented I was and how grown up I had become. Apparently a couple members had been watching me for years, Oli and Bruce had mentioned that I had potential but they needed to see proof of it. Taking out a massive drug ring along with a team of assassins is enough proof that I can do some good."

Tim nodded as he listened, it was rare that she opened up about her past when she was the White Arrow. It was the one part of her history that Rory wanted to keep locked away, but he never fully understood why. He knew that it had something to do wit Slade Wilson and people died that night, but he loved and respected her enough to not push her about it.

"I was eighteen, almost nineteen when I got to official invite. But two months later, I left White Arrow behind and never joined," she said softly, playing with Tim's fingers.

He took her hands in his and kissed them softly. "You know, I think the league would still take you if you asked." He quickly held his hand up to stop Rory from interrupting. "Yes, the invite was for the White Arrow, but it was for Aurora Queen as well. I think they would still take her, even if she is a different color now. You still fight the same fight, even if your methods are a little unorthodox and slightly more violent."

"Slightly more violent? I use Jason's head as for target practice, and I have only missed once and that was with a piece of pizza. I don't think they would take me, because I'm not the same person anymore. Besides, I don't deserve to be on the league. Not when I am still trying to figure myself out." Rory sighed softly remembering how excited she was to join, ready to work with the big leaguers and maybe finally meet some of the members she had looked up to for so long. 

Her only interaction with most of them was when they came to see Oli for league business or when she met up with their sidekicks, under the disguise of Arrowette of course.

Wanting to change the subject, she brought up another topic. "Did you know that I met Dick and Jason before coming here?"

"How? I thought the first time you met them was here?"

Rory shook her head. "Oli was here in Gotham on a mission and I wanted to tag along. This was when Jason was Robin and Dick was still new to being Nightwing and I was a year into being Arrowette. I had no idea it was them until I actually met all of you and peiceing together which one of you was which." she laughed. "I swear Bruce just picks up dark haired blue eyed kids off the streets and calls them his."

Tim snorted. "Well, technically he did not adopt Steph nor Barbara. They just live here because it's easier then popping in and out every night for a briefing. Dick bounces between here and Bludhaven and Jason just bounces. Good luck finding him when he does."

Rory laughed quietly and pressed a soft kiss to his lips, Tim taking hold of her waist to keep her close to him. If it were up to them, they could stay in bed all day and just enjoy and relax each other's company. But when you live the life of a vigilante, relaxation was not part of the job description.

A knock on the door broke them apart as they glanced over to look at the shut door.

"Hey you two, wrap it up. Bruce wants everyone in the cave to discuss our patrol routes for the night. Also, maybe keep it down next time." Dick's voice sounded from the other side, followed by receding footsteps.

Rory and Tim looked at each other and bursted into fits of laughter, curling into the other. "I think that answers your question from earlier."

She rolled her eyes at him and went to get up, only to be dragged back into bed by Tim and held close to his chest.  "Tim, we need to get up." She giggled.

"Nope, I want to cuddle my girlfriend still and not face the rest of my family yet." He mumbled against the crook of her neck. "I should probably apologize though."

Rory turned in his hold and looked at him. "What for?"

Tim brushed his thumb over the large purple love bite he left under her jaw. "For this, good luck covering it up Songbird."

Rory pulled out of his hold and got up to look in the mirror to see the mark herself. Her jaw dropped and she turned to look at him. "Fuck you, Timothy Drake."

Tim laughed as he sat up. "Pretty sure you just did Aurora Queen." He watched as she walked over and grabbed a pillow before shoving it into his face.

"I hate you."

"No, you love me."

Rory rolled her eyes and glanced at the mark on her neck one more. "Remind me to never make you jealous again."

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Talk about cuteness overload, I love writing my babies so happy. But jealous Tim though am I right? Hope you all enjoyed this and have a good day!

Until Next Time,