Dagger

XV

*Phoebe*

"Log. Day two of being stuck in a bed." I sarcastically state. My arms are across my chest and I sassily stare at the ceiling.

"Oh come on. It isn't that bad. I bring you food and am your entertainment and I get to relax." Richard smirks as he walks in with a plate of grilled cheese and fruit for breakfast. I forgot how 'good' of a cook he was (note sarcasm).

"But I wanna be out and adventuring! This is the first time in like... two years I've been in control of myself!" I whine and Richard tenses.

"It was two years? How are you so calm about that!? You lost two years of your life and your okay with it!?" Well... that went zero to sixty real quick.

"No. I'm not." My voice quiet now. I sit up wordlessly and stand, using the wall as support. I slide on the jeans Canary gave me and use a rubber band to tie Richard's shirt so it fits.

"Pheebs..." Well shit. I hurt him.

"I'm fine." I whisper and silently wipe away a few stray tears. "Can uh.. Can we go get me some clothes? I don't need much so it'll be quick, then we can come back."

His lips tighten into a thin line and he nods, obviously not liking the idea of me moving around yet.

"Thanks." I whisper once again. Why am I so fragile? I didn't used to be like this. It's because it was Richard you idiot.

"Come on, we better get going if we want to be back before the streets get busy." Richard gently says, his voice again warm and inviting.

"Um Grayson?" I ask and turn to face him. "Can... Can we call Wally to meet us somewhere? I haven't seen him yet."

His face turns from a concerned furrowing of his brows to a pleased smile, wrapping his arm around my waist.

Getting down the stairs was a bit tricky. My knees kept buckling but, by the time we got to the bottom I was used to it again.

"So where to first?" He asks and I shrug, laying my head on his shoulder... or more like his upper chest thanks to our height difference.

"Well I need seven shirts, seven pairs of pants and three pairs of shoes. Oh and some things from stores you're not going with me into." I list and be sure to emphasize 'not' so he knows now.

He gazes off into the distance slightly and a smirk takes place on his face. As a result of that, I do what any rational girl would do, slap him... well.. I try to but he catches my hand.

He leans down where his lips are next to my ear and whispers, "You forget, I'm Nightwing."

I smirk and position us so my lips are near his ear. "And you obviously didn't know, I'm an assasin."

Leaving it at that I saunter off leaving him in a confused and dazed state. That only lasts a moment before he laughs at my 'joke' and catches up with me.

We head into a few different stores getting things I liked but instead of getting what I listed, we got about three times as much.

Richard's excuse was 'You need more than you think you do.'

I shrugged him off and continued to make my way to a store we passed earlier that advertised underwear and bras. Once Richard realized where we were going he quickened his pace slightly only to have me tell him to give me his card and to wait somewhere else.