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This story is No. 3 in the series "Hidden Secrets". You may wish to read the series introduction and the preceeding stories first.

Summary: Missing scene. It was bound to happen. He had expected it to come from Dick first, but he wasn’t surprised that it came from her. She could, after all, give Dick a run for his money in the art of talking.

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DC Universe > Batman > Buffy-CenteredLadyHealerFR1533,5911259,19314 Mar 1219 Jul 13Yes


Disclaimer: Don’t own Batman or Buffy.

Warning: This is part of the Hidden Joke storyline. You may or may not be confused if you haven’t read Hidden Joke first.

Sorry, I know, not the next chapter in Hidden Joke. I am working on it. But this scene wouldn’t leave my mind. I did manage to write three scenes for chapter seven, though. Chapter six is being stubborn but it is coming along. Slowly.

Missing scene: In the Name


She was determined he’ll give her that. And clever, Red Robin concluded as he swung from rooftop to rooftop in order to catch up with his target. This was the fifth time this week he had to interfere and escort her home before she stumbled across trouble that could kill her in her search for the Joker.

It should have been easy to prevent her from getting far and then returning her home. Or even prevent her from leaving. But if he watched the door, she sneaked out of the window. Watch the window and she would leave through the door. Watch them both and she’ll find a third way of leaving unseen. If he didn’t know any better he would say that she had a surveillance system set up. But he did know better. She didn’t. He checked.

He would call her paranoid for choosing a different exit each time, but she was right in assuming that someone was watching. Red Robin paused on the next roof and peered down into the street, spotting Elizabeth across the street. She was heading towards the subway. She would cut through the alleyway to shorten her time. He would confront her there.

It should have been child play really. And it was the first three times. Easily cutting down the time it took even included distractions. Starting at twenty minutes and cutting it to ten before it became five. Then she discovered the bug he had placed on her. And five became forty minutes.

He shot a grappling line and swung to the building on the other side of the street. Last time, he spent several minutes catching up to a cab before realizing she had given him the slip, again, and then had to backtrack in order to find her. Embarrassing. Damian was never allowed to know. He wouldn’t live it down.

She was improving remarkably for someone with no training. She learned from her errors and was quick to improvise. He quietly jumped down into the alley behind her and she spun around. She was observant too.

She stepped into a fighting stance. “You really need to get over this obsession.”

“And miss our dates?” He replied as he leaned back against the wall and crossed his arms. “Am I to carry you home again? Or can I persuade you from this course this time?” He wasn’t flirting. He really wasn’t. Dick’s opinions don’t count.

She shrugged. “You could try bringing food. It would even go along with your theme.” She straightened out of her stance and slowly started to walk backward towards the alley exit. She already learned that turning her back was a quick way for her to be caught.

“How about chocolates for every night you stay home? I can even bring the finest for you, my damsel.” He smirked as she glared at him.

“Not a damsel.”

“Not seeing the evidence indicating otherwise.” He replied as he pushed away from the wall. “All kidding aside, it’s time to go home Elizabeth.” He lunged towards her before darting to the side to avoid her kick. Her reaction time had improved.

For a several moments, they traded blows before he circled around her and she spun around to match. She punched at him and he grabbed her wrist. Quickly he yanked her towards him, wincing as she used the opportunity to slam her heel down onto his foot. He ducked her other punch, grabbed her around the waist and threw her onto his shoulder. He shot a grappling line to the roof.

“You are so gonna lose to me one day.” Elizabeth stated as she stop her struggling.

Twelve minutes this time. When she tries tomorrow he is making it six. He landed onto the roof. “I doubt that.”

She sighed. “You realized I’m just going to sneak back out once you’re busy?”

“Can’t you just behave?” He questioned as he started to make a mental list of possible ways of keeping her at her house tonight. He crossed off the first three choices. He had already used them and she showed promise of figuring out how to turn them back on him. Quickly he started to make his way back to her house.

“You might as well keep dreaming, boy mascot.”

He swung to the next rooftop. “Not going to drop that, are you?”

“It’s your fault for naming yourself after a restaurant.”
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