Blue Jay's Flight

Shit

        I was laughing my ass off once again when Batman called Nightwing saying that Damian had disappeared to go after Deathstroke.

        "What's so funny?" Batman asked.

        I finally caught my breath and said, "How could you let him get away like that?! He's what? Ten? Nine?"

        Nightwing rolled his eyes. "Bruce, chill. What's he gonna do? Swim there?"

        "I wouldn't put it past him," Batman and I said at the same time.

        After that, Batman hung up and Nightwing said, "We'd better go and make sure the kid doesn't die. By the way, all of the cookies are gone! Beast Boy had a feast with them."

        "Aww," I said with a fake pout. "Poor baby. Make them yourself. They're not that hard."

        He gave me a look and then dragged me alone to go and get the little miny Batman. We hopped into a jet and took off. As it turned out, they DID need our help. Or at least the get away jet. Also, the kid didn't end up killing Deathstroke, but he did defeat him. I gave him a high-five as he got in and Nightwing drove them back to the main land.

        It went by pretty quickly and the next thing I knew, we were back on the couch. It got silent after Batman gave everyone a mission very quickly and introduced Damian to the rest of the Bat Family.

        "Hey," Nightwing said and leaned closer to me. "Look, we're all alone again." In one swift, fluid movement, he grabbed my waist, pinned me down, and kissed me firmly on the lips.

        "Ohmigod," I said and started to laugh. He then wrapped his arms around me so that my arms were pinned to my side. He lifted me up and sucked on a ticklish spot on my neck. I screamed out playfully cause, I mean, it TICKLED! His kisses then moved down to my chest and I said, "Jeez, I guess it's true when they say that guys are always horny."

        "Nah," he replied and placed his lips on mine again. "I think I had pasta for lunch."

        I snorted out in laughter and my body tingled as his hands went down south of the equator.

        I slowly got up and out of the bed that we had gone to and put all of my clothes back on. I didn't want to wake him up and decided that I'd surprise him with breakfast. I shut the door gingerly behind me and was suddenly greeted by a wide eyed M'gann.

        "Ohmigosh," she said in a hushed whisper. "You did NOT!"

        "Shhhhh!" I said and grabbed her arm to drag her down the hall. "And yes, we did, and it was FABULOUS. So what?"

        M'gann pressed her lips tightly together. "Well, it is your life-"

        "Don't tell anybody," I said again quickly. "They would start treating us a lot differently, okay? Look, I love him, and I'm finally ready to admit that, and I wasn't before. So, PLEASE keep your mouth shut."

        She nodded. "Of course, I won't say a word. But, there's something you should see..."

        I stormed over to my apartment where there was a gigantic crowd waiting outside of my door.

        "Jasmine Hale! how long have you known that Lex Luthor was your father?!"

        "Who is your mother?!"

        "Did you know about this?!"

        I had changed into average clothing with a blue tank top and black jeans without a mask or anything like that. All of the  reporters were swarming at my door and were all faced away from my. I shoved the nearest guy out of my way and shouted, "AYE! GET THE HELL AWAY FROM MY APARTMENT BEFORE I SUE YOU ALL FOR HARRASMENT!"

        They all backed away from the door but continued to ask me a flurry of questions. Then, I saw a news camera and I gave it a dirty look while saying, "EVERYBODY SHUT UPPPP!!!!!"

        My voice rang throughout the hallways and there was only the sound of clicking cameras.

        "Yes," I said, deciding that I would have to face this eventually, "I'm Jasmine Hale. My mother has been dead for almost ten years now, and she never got the chance to tell me who my father was. I just recently found this out just like the rest of you that Lex is my father. Personally, I want nothing to do with ANY of this. I've been fine alone for all of these years and I'm practically an adult now. Raise your hand if you have any other questions."

        Everyone's had shot straight up and I groaned. "You, with the pink shirt in the back."

        "Ms. Hale, Lex Luthor has finally found you after all of these years, how does this make you feel?"

        I paused and sighed. "Honestly, I'm pissed. He's never seemed to care before, so why now? Why even bother with a stupid teenage girl like me who's barley surviving as it is? I mean, come ON! Look at where I live! Not exactly classy."

        "Which is exactly why I want to help you."

        I graoned and turned to see Lex coming towards me and the sea of reporters parted to the side and there was a bunch of scribbling of notes.

        "You could have a better life, Jasmine," he said and stood up to me. God, I was so damn short. "I know you're angry with me, and you have a right to be. But think of how much your life could imporve? I could pay for you to go to collage, for you to be HAPPY. I want you to have the life you've never had before. Please, perhaps for just a week."

        My mind raced through all possible scenarios and I realized that the best answer was yes. It was like Nightwing said; he was a powerful guy and he would get to me wether I liked it or not.

        "Alright," I finally said. "Three days."

        He smiled warmly and I made my face expressionless. The reporters then launched there asult of questions upon us and Lex wrapped an arm protectivly around my shoulder to protect me from them. It was an odd feeling.

        Shit. Nightwing wasn't gonna be pleased.