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Summary: Barbara Gordon has been seeing a strange blond in the mirror...

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DC Universe > BatmanGaerielFR131014,72301913,28620 May 035 Aug 03Yes

The Girl in the Mirror

TITLE: In Your Eyes
AUTHOR: Gaeriel Mallory
RATING: PG
CATEGORY: BTVS/Batman: the Animated Series Crossover
DISTRIBUTION: Photon's Crossing, TTH, FF.net. Anyone else, just ask.
DISCLAIMER: Buffy the Vampire Slayer and all related characters are the property of Joss Whedon and Mutunt Enemy, Inc. Batman and related characters are the property of Warner Brothers and DC Comics.
NOTE: I don't know how the reception for this story will turn out, mainly because BTAS has been off the air for several years. This was written before the series finale of Buffy aired so there will be some inaccuracies in later chapters. However, in the chapters that are unwritten, I shall try to stick as close to the finale as possible.
The title "In Your Eyes" is a tribute to the 2nd season Buffy episode "I Only Have Eyes For You."



Barbara Gordon splashed water on her face, rinsing off the soap she had lathered on there. She sighed as she blindly reached for a towel and wiped her face dry. She glanced up at the mirror and froze, staring at the blond girl that was on the other side. She blinked and the only thing she saw in the mirror was her own reflection. She shook her head as she went to the kitchen to brew her morning coffee. Must have gotten hit in the head a lot harder than I thought last night.

She and Nightwing had grudgingly put aside their differences for one night and tracked down the Joker. They had trapped the clown in an abandoned warehouse in the old factory district. Before he had been captured, however, he had let loose with one of his tricks, throwing a ball at her that had exploded, releasing tough wires that had caught and ensnarled her. She had tripped backwards and had banged into a pillar, giving herself one hell of a bump on the side of her head.

She pushed the oddness of the blond in the mirror out of her mind as she grabbed her purse and headed out the door to work.

The Gotham Police Headquarters was busy and she maneuvered around the usual cops getting off the night shift, cops just starting the day shift, arrested muggers, and the weirdos that hung out at the station claiming to know where the latest escaped Arkhamite was hiding. Barbara sighed in relief as she slid behind her desk in a part of the building less hectic than the public area.

She absentmindedly booted up her computer as she rummaged for her compact and checked that make sure that her makeup was covering the minor cuts and bruises she had gotten through her night job. Instead of her own blue eyes reflected back in the tiny mirror, she saw hazel eyes looking back at her. The lips of the strange blond moved. Help me...

A kiss on the top of her head snapped her attention back to the real world and she looked up at her father. "Dad!" She smiled at him and stuck the compact back into her purse. "What brings you down to these neck of the woods?"

Commissioner Jim Gordon sat down on the edge of his daughter's desk. "What? An old man can't come visit a pretty redhead?"

Barbara blushed. "You're not old."

"Tell that to my bones." He stretched and yawned.

She looked at him with worry. "How much sleep did you get last night?"

"I'm used to it." He waved off her concerns. "A little lost sleep won't kill me. 'Side, the Joker was finally brought in last night so I consider it a worthwhile trade."

"Just be sure to take care of yourself, okay? I only get one father."

He chuckled and leaned over to kiss her cheek. "I'll try. Now I have to get going I have a meeting with the mayor later today about starting up a Major Crimes Unit like Metropolis to deal with the crazed lunatics."

"Good luck with that." She watched as he walked away before turning back to the computer. She absentmindedly pulled up the file she had been working on yesterday but her mind was thinking over the strange girl that she had seen not once, but twice today in the mirror.

* * *

One of the pleasures of being a wealthy and self-employed, Dick Grayson decided, was sleeping in until he decided it was time to get up. He stretched luxuriously in his bed, wincing a little when he felt a new bruise on his lower back make itself known. Ah, the wonderful life of a vigilante after dark. He slipped out of bed and padded to the bathroom. That taken care of, he went to the kitchen and made himself a bowl of cereal.

He sat at the table spooning the food into his mouth, still waking up. He then dropped the bowl and spoon into the sink before leaving the room once again. He never noticed the brown haired man that had been reflected in both the bathroom mirror and in the cereal spoon.

* * *

Barbara sat in Dr. Leslie Thompkins's office, fidgeting. "So, am I going crazy or what?"

Leslie sighed and looked at the other woman. "I honestly can't say. If you were anyone other than you, I would chalk it up to too much stress. But you've always been able to handle whatever's been thrown at you remarkably well. This might have a basis in something other than psychosis."

Barbara frowned. "Like what?"

Leslie leaned back in her chair. "Has Bruce ever told you about some of his dealings with the occult?"

"You mean magic?"

The older woman nodded. "Some of the things that Bruce has seen definitely fall under the 'more things in heaven and hell' category. You said this woman you keep seeing was reflected in things? And it was the same woman each time?"

Barbara nodded.

"Then I would talk to Bruce about this and see if he has any advice. It sounds like something supernatural more than anything having to do with your mental health."

"And if his first inclination is to take me out of the suit and shove me into a straight jacket?" Barbara asked wryly.

Leslie smiled slightly. "If he does, you send him to me."

* * *

Barbara sat nervously in the chair in front of the Cray computer in the Batcave. She glanced at her watch before settling back in the chair. Bruce should be heading down to prepare for evening patrol any minute now. As if echoing her thoughts, the entrance at the top of the stairs opened and she heard footsteps coming down into the cave proper.

She looked up expectantly and was surprised to see Dick Grayson instead of Bruce. "What are you doing here?" she asked. She winced a bit at the accusatory tone in her voice.

Dick looked over at her and glared. "I have just as much right to be here as you."

Barbara blushed. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean for it to come out that way."

He walked down the last few steps and walked across the cave floor to her. "Just how did you mean it then?"

She winced at the neutrality in his voice. "I just meant that you seem to avoid the Cave now. It's odd seeing you here."

"I don't think you have any basis for assuming anything I do." He leaned back against the edge of the Cray and looked down at her.

Barbara sighed and spun the chair away from him. "No, I suppose I don't. Not anymore."

The two of them stayed that way in silence until Bruce Wayne descended the stairs into the Cave. "Dick."

The two looked up at him. Bruce reached the cave floor. "Will you be joining us on patrol tonight?" he asked his former ward.

Dick shook his head. "I just came here to talk to you about something."

Bruce turned toward the Cray and opened the file on criminals at large. "So talk."

Dick glanced towards Barbara and hesitated. She rolled her eyes and got out of the chair. "I'll be suiting up if you need me," she said as she headed towards the costume vault.

She had just opened the door when Dick's words to Bruce stopped her. "I think I'm going crazy."

"I'm not exactly the one to talk to about sanity," Bruce responded.

"No, you're not." Dick sighed. "But as much as it pains me say this, I don't know who else to go to."

Barbara crept out of the costume vault and walked back to the other two. "You've been seeing things, haven't you? Or people?"

Dick looked at her in shock. "How?"

"Because I thought I was going crazy too."
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