"Check and mate," Barbara grinned. She clicked the mouse defiantly.

"Agh!" she saw the Flash slap his forehead via the video feed from the JLA monitor womb. "Everytime!"

"You should know better than to challenge the all-knowing Oracle, Flash," Barbara teased.

"Yeah, yeah."

"I have that information you asked for, too." She turned to another screen. "DEO subject 93086 escaped from DEO headquarters four years ago with the assistance of an unidentified male. According to these records, subject had also escaped some ten years prior to that. She remained at large, serving under the codename 'Secret' with the now-disbanded Young Justice. There's been no evidence as to her whereabouts, since her most recent escape."

"You really are a show off."

Barabara grinned, even though she knew he wouldn't see it. Her eye quickly darted to another screen flashing "Urgent."

"Flash, there's an emergency. I'll have to catch you later."

"Okay, thanks Oracle!"

"Oracle, here," she addressed her new caller.

"Oracle, it's Robin. I need you to track somebody."

Babs turned her voice modifier off. "Who?"

"It's Ci- Arrowette. She's gone."

"Do we have a tracer on her?"

"I did, but she found it. I tracked her into Gotham, corner of Pine and Main, but she's not here."

"Okay, we know she's in Gotham. I'll alert the Boss immediately. We'll find her."

"We have to find her fast. Who knows what she'll do in this state?"

"I know," Babs answered softly. "We will."

"Thanks, Babs."

***

Cissie perched atop a gargoyle, overlooking the city. She felt like an idiot. Her plan had backfired. Hitting the streets didn't make her feel better, it only made her angrier; and now she was injured. Not badly, mind you—the bullet had barely grazed her arm—but enough so that Tim would notice.

She sighed. Tim was probably looking for her by now. He would find her eventually, she knew he would. She felt a twinge of guilt. She hadn't meant to worry him. She had just really… She had needed to take her anger out on someone.

She heard the barest hint of a rustle. "I was wondering when you'd find me."

Robin was silent a moment. Then, "Do you have any idea how worried I was?" he growled. Cissie didn't answer. "What were you thinking?" Still no answer. "You could have been killed."

"Maybe that's what I wanted."

Robin grabbed her and turned her around to face him. "Don't say that! Don't ever say that!"

"Why not?!"

"Because I love you! I don't want to see you hurt!"

Cissie grew cold. "Oh, I see. I'll just bottle up any hurt I feel, ever. I'll just bury it deep inside, so you won't have to see me hurt."

"That's not what I meant, and you know it."

"What do you want from me, Tim?"

"I want to help you! I want to marry you! I want to be with you!"

"What?" Cissie took a step back.

"I want to be with you."

"That's… no. What did you say, before that?"

"I…" Tim turned bright red."I, um, I want to marry you."

"Marry me," Cissie echoed, wondering if this was all a dream.

"I… yeah, Ciss. I can't imagine my life without you. I love you, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you."

It was too much for Cissie. Her body simply could not contain all of the emotions now swarming her. Her love for Tim, and the pain she'd been bottling up for days, now came crashing down on her like a tsunami. She simply burst into tears.

"Shhhh," Tim wrapped his arms around her and held her while her body was wracked with sobs. "It's okay. I've got you."

"I'm so sorry," Cissie choked through her tears. "I'm so sorry."

"You've nothing to be sorry for." Tim pressed his cheek against the top of her head. "It's been a rough couple of weeks for you… and now some schmuck wants to marry you? Who can blame you?"

Cissie let out a hoarse laugh, and managed to regain some self-control. She pulled back a little, and looked up at Tim, who was wiping away her tears.

"I want to marry you, too," she stated simply, wishing he wasn't wearing his mask at that precise moment.

Tim gulped. "You do?"

Cissie nodded. She started crying again, but these were happy tears. Then, she pulled Tim into a passionate kiss.

"I do," Cissie smiled when they finally broke apart for air.

***

"Ha! Pay up, Speedy," Dick grinned from ear to ear.

"Aww, man," Roy whined. "How come you always win these bets?"

"Now, now, Dick," Barbara switched off the audio feed of Tim and Cissie's conversation off. "You know full well that you had prior knowledge of Tim's intent to propose."

"Ba-abs!"

"Dude! You totally got ratted on by your wife!"

"Shut up!"

Barbara wheeled herself out of the monitor womb, smiling as she listened to Dick and Roy's little spat. "You break it you bought it, boys."

"Yes ma'am," Dick and Roy chimed.

***

In the cave, Batman and Green Arrow were also listening in on their protégés' conversation. There was a moment of silence after Batman cut off the transmission. The two men stared at the Batcomputer screen, their arms crossed.

"Well, I guess we'll be in-laws now," Ollie stated.

"Hmm."

"Frikkin' Bat," Ollie uttered before he turned to climb the stairs up to the manor.

"Arrows," Batman growled, following his guest.

Alfred smiled. Bats and Arrows. He'd always known it would come down to this, one day.