The joker's Daughter: Daddy's little monster (Robin fanfic)

Conflicted.

Richard Dick Grayson is Robin, Stephenie Prince must be Supergirl. That explains their kick ass fighting skills and how she gets to places wishing seconds. My dad... what do I do about my dad ?! I paced around my room pondering these questions. Supergirl or should I freaking say Stephenie Prince had been given a special scarecrow venom, she's in a coma. Robin or the Dick Grayson is resting in the med bay, why did I not want to tell my father their identities. When my entire life all I wanted was his trust, his respect even. But somehow I enjoy Stephenie and Dick's odd friendship more then his respect. I guess I'll keep it a secret, and I sure as hell will wait the longest of eternity before rescuing joker out of mt. Justice.

"I have to talk to him" with that made up in my mind I stormed to the med bay and prayed Robin was awake. He wasn't. So now I have to wait. Of course. I looked over at supergirl, she was cringing at sometimes kicking about, kid flash wasn't here, he was with his family, he had accelerated healing so he healed faster, no shit Sherlock.

"Hey" someone said making me jump and get into a defensive stance.

"Chill it's just me" a rasp voice continued, oh Robin. "We need to talk"

"No shit sherlock" I mumbled back earning a eye role, I need to stop using that phrase...

"I was dizzy yesterday, and dying, look I don't know how this happened but I'm glad it did" he grinned at me removing his sunglasses to show his amazing blue eyes... oh man get yourself together ! I'm crazy...did I say his amazing blue eyes ?!

"Anna-"

"Dick I have to tell you something" what am I doing ?! I can't tell him I'm the jokers daughter I just can't. "Im sorry" yeah sorry for what ?! That's a horrible cover up !

"Sorry for what ?"

"I don't know honestly, I'm sorry Stephenie is in a coma, for you getting shot fo-"

"None of that was your fault why are you even apologising ?" He chuckled but gripped his ribcage in pain. I laughed too, a sincere laugh. And I meant every sorry thing I said. I may be a murderers daughter. But I am not a murderer.

"It's scary awesome how you became a hero" he croaked out producing a grin.

"Yeah, it was" I mumble lost in thought. He startled me by placing his hand gently on mine, what the heck is he doing ?

"What's up ?"

"Nothing"

"Don't lie to me Anna I know something is going on. You can tell me" he said softly.

"No. No I can't. You'll hate me if I do" I whispered running out of the med bay. Cliche I know. But I needed to clear my head. Damn I wish Supergirl was awake right now. I sort of trust her. She could have found out my alter ego every single time we fought. But she didn't. She had faith that deep down I wasn't a murderer. She was the only person who had faith in me. I don't know how I feel about Dick fact I can't tell joker his alter ego. Fact I don't know why. Fact my he'll hate me if he finds out who my dad is. Lie I have zero feeling towards Dick Grayson.

"Terror, terror are you there ?" Cat asked into our comm.

"Yeah I'm here. What is it trouble ?"

"I managed to find out which room me happy is in an-"

"Terror we need to talk" I cut her off. I hope she takes this well...

"What do you mean you don't want to get them out, they were the whole reason we're here !" Cat hissed angrily.

"No. I came here to get my brother, who I recently found out is already back in Blackgate, please Sabrina, a little while more" cat studied my face carefully before breaking into a grin, surprisingly.