"Rose, I look at you and I think you're a lot like me. There are these things I have to do. Not want but have to. I can do them alone but I bet whatever it is that's in me is in you? and I don't want you to get hurt."
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Chapter 13: What The Fuck Is Going On?
Rose and Dick stepped into the condo building, the two and an old lady in her 70s were the only ones to be seen in the area. Rose looked to the screen on her left, standing in front of it. Dick stood behind her looking over her shoulder, tapping a couple of times before discovering that only one man lived in the building. A man named Adamson, the same man they were looking for.
The two made their way to the elevator, waiting for it to arrive. Rose looked around and noticed something flashing, a camera. She nudged Dick with her shoulder and motioned at it, tilting her head, disappointed the two looked forward back at the elevator. He knew they were coming.
"Butterscotch?" the two turned around to be met with the older woman from before, who smiled and handed them both a candy.
"Thank you" Dick spoke and Rose gave the older woman a smile.
"You're very welcome dear" the woman turned to return back to her work. Dick stared down at the candy in his hand as Rose shoved hers in the pocket of her jacket, Rose nudged Dick as the elevator door opened. The elevator made it to the top floor and nothing but glass surrounded them, Dick made his way out of the elevator as Rose followed closely behind.
The two looked around, realizing no one was around. The sound of pots clanging came from the kitchen downstairs and the slowly made their way down there, only to find a man pouring champagne into a glass.
"Detective Grayson. Miss Lewis" the man greeted the two, Rose wanted to puke, Miss Lewis; you've gotta be kidding me with this guy she had thought. Only a few inches separated the two and Rose decided she would let Dick do all the talking this time.
"Are you Mr. Adamson?" Dick questioned.
"Doctor Adamson. Are you hungry? I've got something on the stove." Rose looked to the stove and saw the man was cooking crepes. "You're not a vegetarian, are you? I do prefer animal-based protein"
"Who are you people and what do you want with Rachel?" Dick questioned yet again and Rose was starting to get sick of this same question over and over again, Rose wanted answers.
"As much as I"d like to have a conversation with you two about Rachel Roth, I'm afraid there's no time." Rose's eyebrows furrowed in confusion at the man. "You've found me. I've been exposed. So the organization are sending people to kill us. We have one minute unless we leave right now." Rose watched as he grabbed the glass of champagne. "Or we could stay for one last glass of champagne"
"No one knows we're here" Dick stated, confidence in his voice. Rose hated it when he played chicken.
"I do" the man paused before continuing "So does the old woman downstairs. They're everywhere." Rose felt her heart start to beat quickly, Rose was tired of fighting, she needed a nap.
"Does this organization work for Rachels father?" Dick questioned the man as he took a sip of champagne. "Is he still looking for her?"
"You could say that, yes." a sizzling sound came from the stove as the man stared down at the pan. "Oh dear my crepes are burnt" He spoke, Dick strode over to the man grabbing his vest with his fist while Rose made her over to the pan, grabbing the crepe with her hand, taking a bite out of it.
"If you don't give me some answers I'm going to stick your face in it"
"I"m sorry detective, but we have ten seconds before the final answers come for us" the man tilted his head towards Rose who was busy putting butter on her crepe. "All of us"
"What do you want with Rachel" Dick growled, getting sick of the man and his games.
"I do love good champagne"
"I want some answers"
"5" Rose was unphased by the man, she decided her last moments eating a crepe would be a good way to go.
"4"
"Dick?" Rose asked, curious as to what the plan was.
"3"
"Okay, let's go Rose" Dick loosened his grip on the man turning to look at the brunette on the other side of the island in the kitchen.
"2"
"You're coming with us" Dick told the man, his teeth gritted and his jaw clenched.
The sound of guns clicking brought Rose to reality, a firing bringing back to reality. Rose looked to the staircase where a group of suited men in black armor came into the building. Dick threw Dr. Adamson on the ground, kicking him unconscious not wanting their only answer to everything to be killed.
Rose grabbed the panhandle, throwing the hot grease on the two men that had approached first. Dick grabbed the knife off the cutting board, throwing it into the chest of one of the men. More men approached and Rose threw the pan sending into one of the masked men's head as Dick sent heads slamming onto the counter.
More men came, an endless supply of masked men. Dick got hit in the face sending him to the ground where men had begun to kick them. Rose had gotten a punch to the jaw causing her to stumble backward as another man kicked the back of her knee, she collapsed onto her stomach and a man held her down with a knee on top of her back.
White smoke.
White smoke began to fill the room, the pressure from the knee on her back was gone. Rose peeked over the counter to see a new figure beating the shit out of the guys, she crawled around the counter to find Dick on the ground, groaning. She stayed on her knees and looked up at their alley.
Robin stood in front of the two and Rose looked back to the Dick and back to the Robin.
"Wow, Dick Grayson in the flesh. Nice to meet you, bro. I'm the new Robin" Rose sat beside Dick and watched as the kid approached them, holding his hand out to Dick not paying Rose any mind.
"What the fuck is going" were the only words that Rose could comprehend to say.
