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Post by Dick Grayson on Jan 5, 2013 23:00:28 GMT -5
Having a day off from work, Dick did his regular exercises and work out. Suddenly he had gotten a call from Barbara wanting to talk to him and he knew why. It was about the incident that went down when Commissioner Gordon had a heart attack in his own home. Grayson called 911 before offering words of encouragement and comfort Babs but she just yelled at him, saying that he wouldn’t be so calm if his parents died. Now that was not cool for her to say but at the same time, she was just upset, with her emotions on high but her dad was doing fine and taking it easy. Dick told her he was on his way before
Getting ready, putting on some fresh choices, then heading out of his apartment, Grayson got in his car and left Bludhaven, heading straight to Gotham.
Later on, Dick arrived and went straight to Barbara’s house, all the while thinking about how she was doing. What kind of question is that? She’s probably still taking care of her dad at this moment but knowing Jim, he would get right back up and go straight to work. It did not matter, not even the doctors or nurses would stop him. In his days working with The Batman, whenever Jim was hurt or worse, Dick, John and Bruce would be there by his side, listening to him go off on those who were trying to help him. It made Dick chuckle a bit at times. Pulling up to her house, he put his car in park before turning it off and opening the door. Dick went up the steps to Babs home before ringing the doorbell as he quietly waited, then the door opened. Dick smiled a bit. “Hey Barbara”, he said as he waved.
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Post by Barbara Gordon on Jan 5, 2013 23:14:57 GMT -5
Barbara felt horrible for what she had said to him. She knew it was wrong of her, and she would never forgive herself. She had called him, and had been pacing since she had hung up the phone. She heard him pull up and raced to the door. She opened it, he said hello.
She slammed into him, her arms going around him. "Dick...Dick I'm so sorry..." She sobbed into his shoulder, holding him close to her. She ran her fingers through his hair, holding him close, a few tears rolling down her face. How had she been able to say that to him? How had she been able to wound him like that..?
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Post by Dick Grayson on Jan 5, 2013 23:41:29 GMT -5
As the door opened, there was Barbara and she didn’t even say a word, she just slammed into him, with her arms wrapped around his frame. Dick could hear her words, hearing her emotion behind them, she was really sorry. He didn’t want her to make her feel bad and he just cursed himself. Shooting off his big mouth wouldn’t really help but prove that Dick was just a jerk to her and nothing else. All Grayson could do was give Barbara love and comfort right now. “Shhh…it’s aright Barbara”,he told her softly as the two of them went inside her home. Closing the door behind him and taking her hand, they went to the couch in the living room before they sat down. Dick held Babs closely to him, being the security and comfort he’s always been for her.
“You don’t have to apologize Babs but I forgive you”, he said as he looks at Barbara and wipes the tears off of her face, not with a tissue but with his fingers. She shouldn‘t waste her tears on her choice of words, which were poor on her part but at the same time would not citizen Barbara. She didn‘t near to have or get all of the blame, that‘s really hurting her feelings. “And second you were trying to help your father out when he had his heart attack. If anyone should be apologizing though…it should be me”, he said to her and sighed a bit before continuing. “I mean there you are with you’re father and I was trying to remain calm, showing no emotion…”, he said before kicked himself a bit. “I’m sorry…there I go again shooting off my mouth again”, he said as he just groaned, so frustrated.
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Post by Barbara Gordon on Jan 6, 2013 0:05:08 GMT -5
Barbara held onto him as he led her into the house. She hugged him tightly as he sat down on the couch. She crawled into his lap as he sat down, burying her face in his shoulder. She winced in pain as she sobbed. How had she been so cruel to the one she loved? She held him, not saying anything yet, just crying into his shirt. She hated herself as her hand balled up in his shirt.
"I have every reason to apologize! I was cruel! I was a monster! I don't deserve your love!" She cried out, burying her face farther into his shirt. His words did not console her. She knew she had been a witch. She knew she was not worthy of him. She cried softly as she held him close to her. What kind of a monster could say that to him....?
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Post by Dick Grayson on Jan 6, 2013 0:16:55 GMT -5
Babs just went on, blaming herself for everything she said, then she went on about how she doesn’t deserve him. Burying her face in shirt, just couldn’t stand to see her like this, a broken wreck that is. Yes, her words did hurt him a bit and it was almost like a slap in the face. Calm? He wasn’t calm when his parents died at all. He was such a broken wreck just like Barbara was, but at least Bruce and Hailey took the pain away from him. All she had was her father and not her mother as Dick just stroked her hair softly, looking down at his lover.
“Barbara look at me”, he told her as he placed both hands on his Babs face, rubbing the tears off of her eyes with his thumbs. If Dick could take away the pain and sadness that Barbara felt inside, then this would be the chance to do it“You don’t have to apologize…you are not a monster…but you do deserve my love just like I deserve you. Alright? Don’t let anyone or even yourself tell you that because the real Barbara Gordon is sweet, fiesty but down to earth. I mean who knows better than I or the people that love you do?”, he said and asked before he slowly kissed Babs softly but sweet on her lips.
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Post by Barbara Gordon on Jan 6, 2013 0:34:05 GMT -5
She was still crying as he asked her to look at him. She complied, easily, without argument. She hated fighting with him. She cried harder at his words. She didn't feel that she deserved one to love her like this, to comfort her when she hurt him. She hated herself even more now. He so kind...so understanding....and she verbally slapped him in the face...
She kissed him back gently, her hand releasing his shirt and going to caress his face. She didn't deserve this. She didn't deserve him. Fresh tears stung her eyes, like no others ever had. She pulled away from him because she didn't deserve it. She hid her face in his chest.
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Post by Dick Grayson on Jan 6, 2013 0:51:02 GMT -5
She just continue to bury her face in his chest and Dick couldn’t believe it still. “Oh Babs…”,he said softly to her and felt bad for himself as he frowned. If he didn’t say those words while she was with her father, then maybe they wouldn’t be at this point in their lives. Maybe Dick would not feel bad for himself or that the two of them would be happy and having fun like any regular couple would do. But no, that can’t happen forever, there’s bumps in the road that every couple in a relationship face. It would determine for two like Dick and Babs on how to overcome this.
“I love you so much Barbara Gordon”, he told her as he places his hand on her cheek, caressing her still. “I love you so much I do not know where I would be right now. I choose you because you have a good sense of humor and you always brought out the best in me. You made me happy while other woman couldn’t, other woman who only cared about themselves, those that were not sure. When you confessed you’re feelings to me…I felt like I was on cloud nine…like a kid all over again”, he said to her. “Don’t ever think or doubt yourself that you don’t deserve me…you love me and I love you”, Dick said to her as he kissed her forehead.
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Post by Barbara Gordon on Jan 6, 2013 13:40:15 GMT -5
At his hand on her cheek she jumped, still crying. She couldn't stop. Nothing she tried would allow her tears to stop falling. She looked at him as he spoke. She knew she loved him more than anything. More than her own life. Yet she had done one of the worst things imaginable... She hated it.
She turned her head, kissing his neck, which was wet with her tears. She continued to kiss his neck softly, as if it was the last thing to do in life. "I love you." She whispered as she looked up at him. There was a tortured light in her emerald eyes. She had mentally been beating herself for doing that to him. She had dark bags beneath her eyes from lack of sleep, from her father, and from what she had said....
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Post by Dick Grayson on Jan 6, 2013 14:47:32 GMT -5
Just looking at her, she hasn't been able to sleep, maybe not eat or drink everyday since her dad's heart attack. Dick knew she was just feeling horrible for what she said to him while at the same time dealing with a family crisis. She was a wreck and rightful so, who could blame her? Would she go back to her mother? Maybe not but would she stay with her dad? Absolutely. If she lost her father, she would of done something more worse and Dick would be there to stop it. Barbara was going through too much pain but Grayson felt that it should be on him. Dick wished he could have his parents back but Grayson had to stop imagining and realize that reality is here.
"Look...no one's perfect in this life. Everyday people like you and me make mistakes from time to time Babs. You were just high on emotions when your dad wasn't doing well and you were looking out for his best interest", he said as looked at her knowingly before he went on. "And yeah, even though what you said hurt a little bit...I can understand where you're coming from. Your dad needs you to guide him through tough times...but I forgive you Barbara...you know that. I don't want you to think that I hate or despise you because I don't", he said as he put on a bit of a smile, showing his girlfriend that he still loves her no matter what...unconditional love.
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Post by Barbara Gordon on Jan 6, 2013 16:08:48 GMT -5
She hadn't slept. And she hadn't eaten. No fluids, just tears and worry. She shook slightly as tears wrecked her frame, dark bruises against her pail skin, as she hadn't stopped patrolling, but she never told anyone when she would go. She had needed to be alone. The only difference was it hadn't helped.
She looked up at him, sniffing. "Dick...I shouldn't have said that to you. I shouldn't have. No matter how many things were going on. I should have know better. I hurt you, and I hate myself for it." She leaned her forehead against him. "I'm sorry Dick...I really am." She whispered softly, looking up at him. She gently kissed his cheek.
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Post by Dick Grayson on Jan 6, 2013 16:45:16 GMT -5
Dick nodded his head in understatement. "And I forgive you", he said to her softly before he kissed her cheek. With Barbara doing her patrolling but at the same time her father was sick and her words at Dick, Grayson felt that she shouldn't do something like that. She shouldn't patrol and she didn't have to hide it from others, not even from Dick himself. Her knew he like a book, so did Bruce, her dad and the list goes on. Brushing a piece of hair behind her ear, Dick just looked at his girlfriend for a couple of minutes before speaking.
She shouldn't be taking this too hard on herself because it's not good, not only for her, but for the young lady's help. But at the same time she has a right to feel this way. "Have you had anything to eat today? I mean I know you were probably worried about what I would say and do but I can make you something if you like" he offered to Barbara. Maybe she could at least let Dick take care of her...maybe even for the rest of the day but if not, Dick would not push her into eating or doing anything.
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Post by Barbara Gordon on Jan 6, 2013 17:11:00 GMT -5
She laid her head softly on his shoulder. She sighed, a scratch along her jawline, which he had revealed after moving her hair. She had been shot at, and had narrowly avoided a death blow. Though she might wish for death...
She wasn't going to turn down his offer. "Sure...you know where all the food stuff is..." She wouldn't tell him no to making it, but there was no guaranteeing that she would actually eat it.
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Post by Dick Grayson on Jan 6, 2013 17:38:21 GMT -5
"Alrighty then. Off to the kitchen" he said as he stood up and took her hand, with the two of them going to the kitchen together. Getting there, Dick opened the fridge and looks inside to see if there's anything good. The one thing that Dick did not like was the smell of it, half good but half bad. It made him wonder if Babs or Jim ever buy any groceries or check on the stuff in the fridge. It was better not to ask Barbara about it since she's not in the move. "Ahhh...there we go", he said as pulled out bread and ham with some mustard, ketchup, tomatoes, pickles, lettuce and a little bit of BBQ sauce. He placed it on the counter.
Dick also got out some plates out of the cabinets, forks, cups and even some knives. He cut the ham in two, alongside the lettuce and tomatoes. Placing all three including the pickles on the two pieces of break for his sandwich, Dick did the same thing for Babs then finishing off with some ketchup and BBQ sauce. His mom would always make this lunch because Dick loved it but always wanting to work it off when him, his mom and dad would always practice for shows. Once he was finished, Dick placed both of them on each plate. He went back into the fridge and got out a pitch of lemonade. Pouring it into the two coups, Dick placed the pitch on the counter.
Then he gave Babs her plate. "I present...a nice Ham sandwhich with pickles, tomatoes, mustard, ketchup and BBQ sauce, including two glasses of lemonade", he said as he smiled. "Digin"
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Post by Barbara Gordon on Jan 6, 2013 18:19:52 GMT -5
She watched him making the food, the smell of it sending her stomach into knots. She hadn't eaten in a while, and wasn't sure if she could keep anything down. She watched him, with his confidant movements. She sat in a chair, her body to weak to keep her up much longer. She rested her head on the table.
She looked from the food to him. "Thanks." She reached for the lemon-aid and held the glass in a shaking hands. She brought the glass to her lips and took a small sip. The taste washed around her mouth as it had been a few days since she had put anything in there...
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Post by Dick Grayson on Jan 6, 2013 22:34:09 GMT -5
Dick started to eat his sandwich and swallow it, it wasn’t that bad. Still taste the same, just like his mom would make it. Though, looking at Babs, it was like she was shaking when holding the glass of lemonade and it really hurt Dick that she was still trying to recover from the past few events. One where her father had a heart attack that almost killed him, including when she was shot during that one fateful night in Gotham, she needed to relax and take care of herself. With Dick being here, it’s what she needed but Dick needed too because he’s been worrying about.
Taking a sip of lemonade, Dick looked at his girlfriend, very concerned. “Barbara if you don’t want to eat I understand. I mean I don’t want you to feel like I am pushing you into something but…but seeing you like this really concerns me…at the same time I’m glad I came here…because I want to check up and see how you were holding up “, he told her sincerely. “I mean I am not trying to tell you what to do…it just sometimes hard to see you like this”, he said to her before putting his sandwich down and just looked at Barbara with concern in his eyes, almost reminding him what happened to her dad.
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