Bethany Ford - A Young Justice Novel (Robin/Dick Grayson Romance) [Completed]

Chapter 18: Party Invitation

GUYS! I REACHED 1K VIEWS!!! Happy Saturday, guys! So I'm going on Winter Trips for my school this week, so I won't be able to post anything this whole week! But I'll make it up to you! I'll try to post a little more. This is the last chapter that I have on hand right now. So I'm going to need you guys to be patient from now on!

Bethany POV

Training today was horrible. I skipped doing the warm up with the Team and hopped right into learning a fighting technique with Black Canary. It was about street combat: Aka, fighting dirty. She said that we should always fight with honor, but when you get desperate, we needed to know how to fight without mercy and to cheat. I noticed that Batman was there as well, but he was just typing away at a computer built into his wrist. He basically just blended in with the shadows in the corner. Later, Black Canary paired us together to spar. Aqualad fighting M'gann, Superboy fighting Kid Flash, me versus Artemis, and Robin sat out. I ended up pulling a muscle and getting scolded by Black Canary for not stretching beforehand and skipping the warm up. Robin had to take my place against Artemis. By the end of training, everyone was groaning about the homework that they all had to go do.

"Okay, guys. Go hit the showers, you're free to do what you want now," Black Canary said. Batman approached me as everyone left.

"Hold on, I need to talk to you," He said without emotion. Eventually, even Black Canary left and it was just Batman and I in the middle of the glowing training circle.

"Now," Batman wheeled on me, "Tell me about your father."

I took a surprised step back. No one ever approached me about my father. The Team knew about my family problems (Robin somehow figured it out himself, Superboy overheard me talking to Artemis and M'gann that night, and I told Wally and Aqualad during a Team building exercise). They all knew how I got choked up talking about it, and they never pressed it. They especially knew how much of a touchy subject my real dad was.

"I really don't think that... umm... I don't like talking about him," I said looking at the floor.

"I don't think that you understand. Information about your father is extremely crucial."

"I'm sorry, but you have no right to be demanding information about my private life!" I yelled.

"Bethany," Batman said calmly, "I know a lot about your father. And... it may be that he is still alive."

That struck home. It felt like the wind was knocked out of me. I was confused all over again, and questions started piling up. But there was one that stood out.

"How do you know things about my father?" I demanded.

"This device that you brought," Batman said, holding up the remote-control thingy, "is a Motherbox. It has data from the universe. It has information for anything. I found information on your father from this Motherbox."

"Why do you want to know things about my dad?"

"Bethany, did you know that your father was part of a secret organization of the government?" Great, answer a question with another question.

I couldn't speak. My dad? What?

"Guessing from your expression, you probably didn't," Batman sighed, "Let me show you something," He turned back to start typing again, but I swiftly placed a hand on his forearm, stopping him from doing anything else.

"No! Stop!" I cried out, "I don't want you to show me anything!"

He stared at me.