First Meet Part 4

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Damian - 13
Christine - 13
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Damian's POV

I don't know how long I've been sitting here for. But it doesn't matter, the only thing that matters is for me to find Rodgers.

After what seemed to be hours, she finally walked past, wearing a sweatshirts and sweatpants. Her hood was down, and she seemed to be in a hurry. I narrowed my eyes; using my grappling hook, I landed on the roof of an apartment, following her from above.

She stopped infront of an abandoned Deli market, stepping inside. I raised an eyebrow. 'Why would she go in there,' I thought to myself. Jumping off the roof, I stepped inside, looking around. Food and drinks were still supplied, and calm music was playing.

I heard a small crash, followed by a loud, "FUCK!" I went over, and found Rodgers on her knees, rubbing her head. One of the racks was toppled over next to her, and candy packs were scattered on the floor

"Hey, need help Rodgers?" I held out my hand.
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Christine's POV

I looked up in astonishment. "Bird boy? What're you doing here," I asked, grabbing his hand. He helped me up, looking around. "Well, I heard you were still in town, so I decided to," he paused.

"Stalk and follow me," I joked. He shrugged, making me chuckle. He walked off, glancing around. "This is where you live?" I took out a Lemonade from the fridge. "Pretty much. All the stuff here is fresh. The company that supplies this place still thinks it's in buisness, so they send in monthly shipments. Take anything ya like."

He nodded, grabbing an Arizona Tea bottle. I sat on the counter, taking a sip from my drink. He looked behind me. "That's your room?" I nodded. His communicator started flashing; he looked down at it. "-tt- Patrol time. Well, I've got to go." I stopped him.

"Mind if I tag along?" He stared at me; I grinned. "Bird boy?" He sighed. "Fine."

I ran into my room, soon emerging witj my White Hood suit. We left the Deli, heading to Downtown Gotham.

When we arrived at the crime scene, we looked at eachother. "Ladies first."

"Look at you being so formal," I teased. He tsked, walking in. I followed after him, holding my breath for what's to come.

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