Be Happy

indigoskies1 @ 2007-02-12T18:38:00

2007-02-12T08:51:39Z

Here you go Lisa, Roy/Cass smut. It's totally unbeta'd and will no doubt be loaded with mistakes, but I'm not concentrating very well at the moment so I'm posting it as is or I'll never post it. I'll probebly come back to edit later.

Title- Punishment
Summary- Just AU Roy/Cass smut. Assume an established relationship between Roy Harper and Cassandra Cain....It's Lisaverse so Cass is aged to around 22 in this. No real canon, just Roy is in the league.
Rated R..NC17. Sex and swearing.

It's late, really late, and he's tired..but not so tired that he can't make this trip. He won't get a chance to see her if he doesn't do this now, he'll need to be back in Star City tomorrow..there's a little girl who's wanting him home, as well as a parent teacher interview he can't miss, and he'll need some sleep before that.

It's been a hell of a weekend. Freaking Doomsday, of all the baddies to run into..

But that's what the league does, deals with the shit that no one else wants to face unless they're forced to. Though in all fairness even the League couldn't have taken that bad dude..monster..thing, down without a whole bunch of other heroes helping out.

He steps out of the transporter, it's hidden in a building Bruce has set aside just for that purpose, and within minutes he's heading across the tops of buildings towards his destination.

There's an apartment block he remembers from another jaunt to Gotham, he grins, and veers off course. There's something he needs to make things perfect, and he's pretty sure he can get one there. He remembers thinking the guy that owns the apartment must have more money the sense to go to so much expense to maintain his hobby...now Roy's grateful there are such eccentric folks in the world.

Mission accomplished and he's on his way once more. He makes it there within five minutes, and slips over the side of the building to land on the window ledge. It's not hard to disable the alarm, after all, he's done this before..many times, and he has one almost exactly the same at his place...Bat tech exclusive, all the heroes have them. At least the ones in good with certain Bat's do.

.He's been away far too long this time..well, three days without holding Cass seems far too long in his opinion. One of them is going to have to seriously consider moving sometime soon, he wants her closer, even if it means he has to be the one to shift.

He hears the shower running as he enters the main bedroom, the black leather suit laying in a pile on the floor tells him she hasn't long returned from patrol.

He places the delicate object he's been carrying on the dresser, then removes his costume leaving it in a pile next to Batgirl's, before stooping to pull out a chocolate bar he has in his quiver, he always keeps one or two in there...never know when you might need a sugar boost on the job.

He stands up with a triumphant grin, picking up the rose he placed on the dresser, then walks to the shower, and silently opens the door.

Cass senses immediately that there's someone else in the bathroom with her. She rinses the shampoo out of her hair and wipes the water from her eyes, and braces herself....then relaxes. The hand that snakes into the shower holding a single red rose doesn't appear to be wishing her any harm....She takes the flower and giggles. "Where on earth did you get this at three in the morning?"

Roy joins her in the shower, grinning madly, he wraps an arm around her waist and draws her close. "That apartment block. The one where that weird guy has all those flower boxes in that fancy hot house he has set up on the roof..this was the only rose in....."

"You stole it?!"Cass exclaims, and she's trying hard to sound shocked, but the little shivers that are starting to run through her body make it hard to sound anything but breathy, and wanting. His hands know way too much about her secret sensitive places and they've already set upon a journey, exploring those parts of her body ...

"I left him a twenty.." Roy replies, cocking his head to one side and pouting like a scolded child. He cant quite pull off the affronted look he's trying for..not when Cass's breasts are pressing so invitingly against his chest. He gives up and buries his face in her cleavage, chuckling softly as she arches her back to give him better access. The shower makes water run between the soft mounds, and it's hard to nuzzle and breathe at the same time, but given the choice between tonguing Cass's breasts or drowning..there's no contest, there isn't any other way he'd rather die..

"You're a thief." Cass gasps, writhing as one of his hands slips up to cup a breast and pushes the nipple into position, his tongue whips around it, sending rivulets of electricity throughout her body, and she's not sure if its a whimper or a moan that escapes her....or maybe both. His other hand cups her backside, and she's held firmly against him, the hardness she can feel pressing against her lower belly lets her know exactly how much he has been missing her.

He comes up for air, panting and shaking the water from his hair...blinking it out of his eyes. "A thief bearing chocolate." he grins again, taking the rose from her and leaning back out of the shower for a moment, he drops the rose onto the vanity unit, and returns with the snickers bar he had in his quiver.

Cass giggles. "Well, bribery may get you places, but you're still a thief." she say's, stepping closer and resting one hand on his shoulder.

"Does that mean your going to have to handcuff me?" Roy asks, raising his eyebrows suggestively. He likes that idea, he thinks, as he unwraps the snickers and offers it to her first.

"If the punishment fits the crime..." And her words are cut off by the bite she takes.

"Ohh punishment, sounds good!" He chuckles taking a bite of his own and watching her chew..Their pressed together, and his cock is so hard he feels it throb in beat with his pulse...and god, she's so beautiful.....

"And it would be a crime in itself not to follow through on your punishment...." She takes another bite of the bar, chewing slowly as she watches him, looking very innocent, but feeling far from it. The shower has the room steamed up, and the chocolate he's holding has started to melt, he stuffs the last bit into his mouth and she grabs his hand before he goes to wash it off.

Mmmm, it would be, wouldn't i......" The rest of his words fade as soft, sweet lips wrap around his fingers, sucking slowly..His breath hitches as his mind takes him other places that wonderful warm mouth has explored like that. He can't help but be mesmerised by the feel of her...the sight of her, tonguing his fingers slowing, one at a time...and he's aching for that..for her....wanting her so bad...

He moves suddenly, pulling her against him, needing her closer...only, he gets a little more than he bargained for as he feels his feet shoot out from under him. His head feels like it explodes as it hits the back of the tub..and they're sprawling on the ground..on the floor of the shower. He grunts as he feels the wind knocked out of him....

"Are you okay?!"

Cass's face is concerned, but there's laughter in her voice. And he's not going to tell her his head hurts and so does his ass from hitting the tub so hard..not when he's accidentally pulled her down on top of him, and her lips are only inches from his...centimetres from his...on his.

Any pain he felt is forgotten as she moans against his mouth, gentle kisses turning wet and hungry in an instant..And she's landed on him in such a way that he feels her mound against his cock, and he's so damn hot, and hard, and throbbing. The water pouring over them is starting to cool, but he hardly notices it as she moves against him. He can't help but thrust his hips, feeling her wet and wanting...

The position isn't right and he reaches for her ass, pulls her up a little....and groans as his shaft slips along the crease of her hot, moist sex.

Her mouth is warm, and sweet, she tastes of chocolate and nuts..he knows he tastes the same...

And she's grinding against him...rubbing him..he's thrusting uncontrollably, and it wouldn't take much to slip inside...Slip inside and fuck her, just the way her tongue is fucking his mouth.

They're rocking furiously now, rubbing against each other....and it's almost too much.

Her fingers are digging into his shoulder and neck, her kisses becoming harder, rougher..more desperate. She squeaks when one of his hands finds her breast, pushing between them to rub..to squeeze, and pinch, and tweak the passion hardened nipple..

She twists, and jumps, then stops kissing him, dropping her mouth to his collar bone, and biting...

And its hard, and it hurts, it makes him hiss, but damn, it feels good. He gasps, and thrusts harder, cursing that the space in the tub is too cramped for him to get her to spread a little wider...just a little that's all he would need...

The waters cool now, freezing..but she hardly notices, and its not going to make her stop..them stop. Her eyes are shut as she sucks hard on his neck, her fingers roving through his chest hair. She knows what he wants, and she wonders if she should tease a little longer...but she wants him just as badly..teasing isn't an option. She shifts a little, rolling her hips, hitching her knees to his sides, and....

He curses as he slips in with one smooth thrust. He's shuddering, and it's got nothing to do with the water being cold, and everything to do with the heat rush that floods his body. She's sitting up on him now, thrusting hard, and fast, and...deep.

He peels his eyes open, blinking away the water that's cascading over her head and shoulders, and splashing over his face. She's got her head thrown back..eyes closed, back arched..beautiful..breathtakingly beautiful.

He wants to tell her, wants to say something about what she's doing..what she's making him feel, but he can't..He can't do anything except cup a breast in one hand and her ass with the other, and help control the rhythm that's driving them both wild.

Deep, and hard and fast and deep and hard and.....

"You're so god damned beautiful..you're .." The words spill out and he's not sure how or even if it's him saying them...but it has to be him saying them because..because...and he's thinking way too much..but that's soon fixed when he feels her reach one hand back behind her to grab his balls..no more thinking..just feeling.

She's fighting with herself, and he can feel her trying to keep the rhythm, but she's losing it, thrusts becoming erratic, shorter, faster, urgent, and...

She cries out when she comes, calls out his name again and again. She's shuddering, trying to keep going, trying to pull him over with her, and just looking at her as she flies is enough to take him over the edge...

His vision goes, and there's nothing but white, and surging waves of pure bliss...ecstasy. He's not sure what he yells, the sound doesn't make sense, not at that moment, not when the whole world has faded away..

And she's not sure either, it's in Dineh, but she's heard it before and she knows it's all good..She collapses against his chest, and they're both panting and blissed out. It takes a few minutes for them to come back down...for sane thought to return. He's stroking her back, and holding her close, she feels his lips whisper against her hair, she feels euphoric, and loved, and wanted, and, and...cold, it's cold, the water is icy..."Cold." the word comes out sleepy..and shivery.

"Yeah." He shifts, helping her off him..cleaning himself and helping her clean herself...quickly, 'cause they're god damned freezing.

They're out, and dried, and snuggled up together within minutes, and just enjoying each other, the warmth of the blankets..their bodies pressed close. It doesn't take long for the cold to be banished, and then they're warm, and cosy, and content to be together..

It's then she remembers what day it is, why he brought her the rose, and she smiles. He's almost asleep, cheek resting against the top of her head, arms wrapped around her, breathing deepening. "Happy Valentine's Day handsome.." She doesn't have to look at him to know that he's grinning, she's grinning too.

"Happy Valentine's Day Bat Babe.." He murmurs back, then kisses her hair. "And you can 'punish' me like that any time you want." he chuckles.

It's a cheeky, sleepy, happy chuckle, that makes Cass want to kiss him. She does, and that sends them both on the way to more punishment..

end

indigoskies1 @ 2007-01-18T07:16:00

2007-01-17T21:20:08Z

Title- Aftermath
Summary- Following on from the ficlet Lisa wrote called "Forced Reactions" (link is at the top) Thanks to Lisa for the bunny. This fic is set in Lisaverse..an AU universe where Roy and Lian live in Gotham and Roy and Cassandra Cain are in a relationship (Cass has been aged for all Lisaverse fics to around 21 yrs old)

DC Owns all characters.
Warntings..Rated R NC 17+ Strong adult situations and themes incl discussions of rape.

To understand this fic you will need to first read "Forced Reactions" written by greeneylove- http://greeneyelove.livejournal.com/46158.html?#cutid1

Other parts live here- http://www.livejournal.com/tools/memories.bml?user=indigoskies1&keyword=Aftermath&filter=all

Okay, last part..it sucks, but it's finished *sighs with releif*.

Dinah cooed softly to the baby as she rocked her gently. The little girl reminded her so much of Lian when she was little, the relationship between the two girls couldn't be missed, and the baby's soft downy hair left know doubt of her parentage, vibrant streaks of red could be easily seen amongst the predominant black. Dinah knew the baby's hair would no doubt change as she grew older, growing darker just as Lian's had, but for now the red left little doubt who the child's father was.

"She's a beauty."

"She is. She's the most precious thing..." Dinah's eyes sparkled as she looked at Ollie as he leaned against the door frame of the sitting room at Wayne manner. Batman had brought the heroes back to the Cave via the Batplane after Cheshire and her cohorts had been safely locked away. Alfred had been notified that they were coming, and he had organised all the essentials the infant had required. As a result of the elderly butlers efficiency, the tiny bundle in Dinah's arms had been able to be changed and fed as soon as they had arrived..Dinah would make sure she thanked the man for his foresight as soon as she could. It had been decided it would be best if they introduced Roy to his new daughter here first..rather than at his apartment with Lian, Roy would need to break the news to Lian, who had no knowledge of her new little sister, and Dinah didn't want to simply walk into the apartment and confuse the little girl with the sudden news of a sibling, it was important that Roy had time to adjust before that introduction could be made. "Is he on his way?"

"Cass called him."

"She didn't..."

Ollie shook his head. "She didn't tell him, no, but maybe she should have Pretty Bird. I'm not sure...."

"He needs to be told in person Ollie, not over the phone. This isn't something that can be done that way."

"I know Dinah...I just...I still think we should have told him we were going after Cheshire in the first place, this is going to be one hell of a shock."

"We needed to end this Ollie, he wasn't going to be able to move on completely until it was ended. This way he can put things behind him and focus on the future..on getting to know this beautiful little girl." Dinah looked down at the infants tiny face, smiling as the baby screwed up her little mouth in her sleep. "You just wait and see, the moment he see's her he'll understand why we had to do this now, why we couldn't leave that woman to raise his child for another day..He'll understand, and he's going to love her as soon as he sets eyes on her.".

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Love wasn't quite the emotion reflected in the face and eyes of the young man Dinah thought of as close to a son, shock, confusion, and anger mingled with what Dinah could only describe as horror flooded over the redheads features as Roy stood in the doorway of the sitting room.

"I can't believe you did this..Any of you!" Roy growled, leveling his gaze first at Ollie and Dinah, then at Cass who stood by his side..

Ollie raised a hand and stood up from the armchair he had been sitting in, this reaction was just what he had been fearing. "Now son, we did what we felt was necessary..."

"Necessary? Necessary? Who the hell deemed it necessary to go after Jade without so much as talking to me about it..."

Dinah took a step closer to the young man, cradling the baby still in her arms. "Boyo, I thought you had enough on your mind. Sweety, we did what was best for you and..."

"BEST FOR ME?...." The baby tensed and cried out softly.

"Keep your voice down...." Dinah demanded, her voice low and firm as she petted the baby back to sleep. She understood Roy was shocked, but she also knew he'd calm down quickly once he took the time to get to know his new daughter an listened to the reasons behind why they had gone behind his back to retrieve her from her mother.

"God, I can't believe you did this." Roy shook his head, eyes fixed on Ollie rather than Dinah, refusing to even so much as glance at the child he found himself wishing never existed.

"Roy, we had to, we couldn't leave her with Jade, please understand." Cass pleaded, grasping his arm and stepping in close to him.

"Understand?!" Roy snapped, shrugging off her grip.

"Hold her Roy.." Dinah instructed, moving forward to offer the bundle to him. "look at your daughter and you'll..."

"No!"

"Roy..."

"I said no! I don't want to hold it, not now, not..."

"Her Roy. Her..not it..."

"I said NO!." Roy stepped back out of the room, standing just outside the doorway, still refusing to look at the bundle Dinah was still holding out to him, fixing his eyes again on Ollie instead.

Ollie shook his head, eyes narrowing in frustration, not just at his son's stubbornness, but at the knowledge that he had been proven right..they should have told his boy, they should have made it clear what they had intended to do..this wouldn't be happening if they had. But even so, it had to end now, they could discuss the rights and wrongs of their actions all they needed to afterwards, now they needed to get this baby settled and home.."Dammit boy! So we did wrong. We did wrong okay!. But it doesn't matter now, what's done is done. I'm not saying you're not entitled to be pissy about it..but this.." he waved a hand to indicate the baby in Dinah's arms."This is your kid for Gods sake..Look at her darn it!"

The infant jumped at Ollie's raised voice and began to cry. Roy paused for a moment as Dinah began to rock the child, shushing it gently and whispering gentle words of reassurance...Then he spun on his heel, pushing Cass aside and storming away..

"Roy?!"

"Leave him go Cass, give him time to calm down." Dinah said quietly, stopping the younger woman from running after the redhead.

Cass felt herself trembling, shocked at Roy's reaction..she knew he'd be angry with them, she'd expected that and had been prepared for it..but to turn his back on his child? She had no idea how to handle that.."He..he..I thought he'd just see her and.."

"We all did, at least we hoped he would." Dinah murmured, stroking the baby's soft cheek and closing her eyes to hold back tears that threatened to spill. This wasn't how she had envisioned things happening, she hadn't expected Roy to be happy about the situation, but this was definitely not how she'd expected him to react.

"God Pretty Bird..what a frigen mess." Ollie muttered, running a hand through his hair, before stepping closer to Dinah and pulling her and his tiny new grandaughter into his arms, knowing she was close to tears..

Dinah pressed her face against his chest for a minute, taking a moment to gain control. Then she pulled back a little. "Give him time Ollie. You know as well as I do that he's grown into to good of a man to turn his back on his own flesh and blood..Give him time, it will all work out okay." she had certainty back in her voice as she looked from Ollie to Cass,

The younger woman brushed roughly at tears that had trickled down her cheeks and nodded, knowing Dinah was right, but feeling helpless to know what she could do to help.

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Dinah found him sitting outside in the dark an hour later. She stood beside him silently for awhile before speaking and breaking the quiet of the still night." Cass has taken Lian home." the silence lingered a little longer. "We've been able to keep her from finding out about...."

"It's like a bad dream that I can't ever wake up from." Roy cut in, whispered words full of pain and confusion.

Dinah paused for a moment, then slowly sat down on the grass beside him, knowing the instant she place a hand on his shoulder and he didn't pull away that he had forgiven them for going after Jade. "It will get better Boyo, running from it isn't going to make that happen any faster though." she leaned her forehead against his shoulder, and slid one arm around behind his back, hugging him.

"I know..." Roy whispered,,running from things never got him anywhere. "There's no bond, only bad memories. When I first saw Lian there was just this incredible bond, I felt she was mine instantly...I've never felt anything like that before, and I don't feel it now." he admitted, sounding forlorn and defeated.

"Honey, not feeling that now doesn't mean you won't feel it. This little girl is a reminder of all that happened, you can't help but be influenced by the memories that come along with her existence. But Boyo, she's yours, she didn't ask to be brought into the world the way she was and as hard as it is you really need to try......"

"Jade has nothing..no one." Roy mumbled, staring at the stars above them, not sure why he felt some strange twinge of sadness for the woman who had caused him so much pain. Perhaps because he knew that feeling of being alone far too well.

"Roy..you can't be serious, how can you feel any pity for that woman?" Dinah shook her head, completely puzzled.

"I don't...I mean, I do but...God, I don't know what I'm feeling."

Dinah brushed his cheek affectionately with the back of her hand."Get to know your daughter Roy, she needs you...and you need her." she was surprised when he turned to her and wrapped his arms around her, seeking comfort in her touch. She held him quietly for awhile, his cheek resting against the top of her head..her cheek against his shoulder. After a few minutes of silence, she felt him sigh, "She doesn't have as much red in her hair as Lian did." he whispered.

Dinah couldn't stop the smile that appeared as she realised he had been taking far more notice of the baby then he had let them know. "Just you wait till Lian see's her, she's going to be so excited..."

"Yeah." Roy grinned at the thought of his daughters reaction, then pulled back a little to look at Dinah "What's her name?"

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Twelve months later

"DADDY." Lian squealed, trying to shake her sisters chubby little hands from her hair. "Livy won't let go..."

Roy grinned at the two girls, at almost fourteen months old Olivia Dinah Harper was the roughian of the two, the boss who ruled the roost in the Harper residence.

"Come'ere Miss Monster.." Cass chimed in as she walked from the bedroom, pausing to detach the toddlers hands from a giggling Lian's hair. She tossed the squirming infant into the air, the hugged her close. "Brat, you have way too much of your father in you...."

"Hey!" Roy shouted from the kitchen, pretending to be affronted by the comment, his grin telling a different story.

"What?." Cass asked, smiling as she approached the archer, kissed him and handed him his daughter. "They're going to be here soon." she said as she stirred the large pot simmering on the stove "I hope you don't expect the girls to eat this." she asked, nose wrinkling at the heady aroma of spices that came from it..chili, Ollie's request.

"Chili will put hairs on their chests." Roy replied, blowing bubbles on the writhing toddlers neck, and chuckling as she shrieked in delight and squirmed more in his arms..

"But I don't want hair on my chest Daddy, neither does Livy." Lian piped up from the living room screwing her nose up at the thought, as she focused on trying to finish her coloring while her sister was occupied.

"You don't?" Roy asked, raising an eyebrow in mock surprise as he added baby belly tickling to the repertoire of distractions he was throwing at the squirming toddler, who cackled again and wrapped her chubby arms around his neck, dribbling copiously as she squealed.

"No." Lian answered, giving up on the coloring in and running to join the fun.

"Then it's just as well I made some spaghetti up earlier for you isn't it." Roy said, adding Lian tickling to the multitasking he was engaged in. "It's in the fridge, just needs heating." He added. The chime of the door bell had a giggling Lian wriggling away from his grasp, and racing Cass to open the door.

"GRAN'PA!!" the little girl shrieked as she launched herself into Ollie's arms.

Ollie chuckled, tossed her into the air and caught her again, then planted a kiss on her cheek. "Now why don't I get a greeting like that from you when I visit?" he asked Dinah with a wink.

Dinah laughed and slapped his arm, before giving Lian a kiss as well. "Your like an old shoe, nice and warm and comfy, but nothing to squeal at." the petite woman quipped, ignoring Ollie's open mouth retort that was cut off as Lian launched herself from the archer and into Dinah's arms.

"Traitor!" Ollie grumbled, adding a smile and another wink to let Lian know he was joking, grinning as that brought giggles from the little girl. "Now, where's my angel?'" he asked, looking towards Roy who was now leaning against the wall watching them enter, one eye closed and his face screwed up as the toddler planted a large sloppy open mouthed kiss on his cheek, her little fist clinging tightly to a chunk of his red hair.

"Angel? I was just saying a moment ago she has too much of her father in her, that totally eliminates any chance of her ever being an angel." Cass laughed, claiming her own hug from Ollie.

Dinah settled Lian back to the floor and with an excited, girlish giggle pulled Cass into a hug of her own, then stepped back and grabbed Cass's hand "Give me a look..." she stared down at the ring on the young woman's left hand. "Oh, he picked a nice one..You did good Boyo." she called to a grinning Roy who was getting his back slapped affectionately by his mentor.

""Bout damn time boy." Ollie said gruffly, taking his youngest granddaughter off her father. "About time your old man made a move with the pretty Bat." he repeated to the toddler, who gurgled some babyish greeting and squealed happily as Ollie brushed his beard against her cheek.

"Oh you can talk old man." Roy laughed, nodding towards Dinah "Like she hasn't been waiting forever.."

Ollie looked at the two women and Lian who were all oblivious to Roy's words..too busy crowing over the ring. "Well she won't be waiting much longer." He said, dropping his voice so only Roy could hear.

Roy didn't get the chance to reply as Ollie wandered back to Dinah, cooing to the toddler and grinning at the little girl who had her little fingers firmly entwined in his beard.

The younger archers shocked expression attracted Cass's attention, and she moved to join him, "Something wrong?"

Roy continued to watch the older couple as they plied his daughters with attention, They'd moved to the living room and settled on the sofa. Lian's animated chatter a back drop to Livy's squeals of delight and Ollie's warm chuckle. He broke his gaze away to look down at Cass, pulling her to him and kissing her gently. "Wrong? No way Bat Babe..everything's perfect." he replied with a grin, and it was..more perfect than things had ever been in his life.

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Jade wriggled through the small grating and out into the darkened ally. She knew she needed to move quickly if she had any chance of remaining free. She'd waited twelve months for this opportunity, biding her time, plotting and planning..The idiots who had broken out of the prison with her had provided the distraction for her captors that allowed her to make it this far.

She scaled a fire escape and fled across the rooftop of the warehouse, then spotting a truck about to leave the bay below, she quickly made her way down closer, and within moments found herself laying flat on the truck roof heading for where ever it took her.

A smile played across Cheshire's lips..

In a perfect world her children would have had both their parents to care for them, to nurture them and help them grow. Sometimes the worlds view of 'perfection' had to be tweaked to fit the circumstances, and sometimes just when someone thinks things are perfect they lose everything.

Her lover should know that his world was far from perfect..

But her's soon would be.

end

indigoskies1 @ 2007-01-13T11:10:00

2007-01-13T01:17:08Z

She growled as she looked at the monitors, she hadn't seen them until it was too late. Alarms were now echoing in the air, men were running, some shouting orders, others already heading off the invasion of costumed vigilantes that were swarming the area surrounding the house that stood as a cover for the larger, underground bunker that served as her new base. She had gone to painstaking lengths to provide a cover for her operations..huge amounts of money had been spent to ensure she could not be found. She had originally intended to retire, disappear and raise her new daughter alone, but she had given that idea much thought and decided it would be possible to raise her child, step back from personally taking assignments, provide training for others to continue her work, and direct them from here.

Too late, she now realised that would not work, these 'heroes' had eyes and ears everywhere.

She snarled again as she walked rapidly away from the monitors, she had work to do, she should have known Roy would send his 'friends' after her. She had noticed he appeared to be absent from the heroes that surged around the home..but she had little doubt that he would not be far away.

"Qui!" She shouted. A petite woman of Asian origin appeared quickly by her side. "Take my child and go. Quickly! You know the plan." she said, moving down a corridor, not looking back to see the woman she had hired as both a nanny and bodyguard for her six week old daughter disappear into a nearby room to carry old her orders.

Within moments the explosions she had heard from outside ceased, and the sounds of battle drew closer. New alarms began to sound, indicating the intruders had breached the first level. This was quickly confirmed when upon turning a corner the villainess found herself face to face with one very irate Black Canary.

"Going somewhere?" The voice was cold and cutting, lacking any of the warmth the owner usually had in her tone.

"You could have just knocked you know." Cheshire snarled, crouching instantly into a defensive position.

"Funny. Your sense of humour is amazing." The petite blond crimefighter mirrored her opponents posture, every fiber of her body tensing. She hated this woman so intensely she could taste it.

"I'm glad you think so. So...my lover has you fighting his battles for him? He always was weak." The villainess taunted, attempting to circle the heroine, but quickly realising there was no way she was going to be able to gain any advantage that way.

"Ex-lover you bitch!"

"Indeed, and a very good one at that. I wonder, does his mentor have the same masterful touch in bed as Roy does? He must have, he certainly has enough woman willing to sample hi..."

That did it, Dinah lunged forward, very aware of the need to avoid the talons that the other woman called fingernails, knowing they were carefully and meticulously manicured so that they were not only razor sharp, but coated with a number of deadly poisons as well.

Cheshire, spun, aiming a kick at her opponent that was effortlessly blocked. A series of parry's and glancing blows followed, both woman very alert to the fact that the other was deadly in their fighting expertise.

Dinah grunted as a kick that caught her in the stomach, she felt the 'pop' of a rib breaking, but ignored the pain and rolled with the blow, coming to her feet just in time to sweep Cheshire off hers as the villainess attempted to get past her.

Jade was back on her feet instantly, she feigned a lunge at the blond, then launched into the air spinning and aiming a kick at the heroine.

Dinah saw the blow coming, and narrowly avoided it, then, before the villainess could follow through, she slammed a fist into the assassins face, knocking the other woman to the floor, and feeling a tremendous surge of satisfaction at seeing crimson blood begin to flow from Cheshire's undoubtedly broken nose.

Jade wasn't to be outdone, she'd been hit hard before, and knew just how to push the pain and shock away, even as she hit the ground she had her feet locked around the blondes ankles, she threw her body weight into a twist, and knocked her adversary off balance. The move allowed her to get past this time, and she sprang to her feet and raced up the stairs towards the doorway...coming to a sudden stop as Batgirl stepped into the entrance.

The kick that connected with the assassins jaw took the woman completely off guard, and she sailed backwards, landing on her back, stunned, she wasn't going to be getting up from that blow anytime soon.

"Definitely not going anywhere!" Dinah stated, standing on one of the Villainess's hands, as Batgirl did the same with the other, there was no way she was going to have a chance to scratch them with those claws.

It wasn't long before Jade was trussed up and sitting in the corner, bloody and battered, glowering at the heroes. "You might have won for now.." she spat, eyes blazing with hate.."But you will never find what you came here for."

"You think?" Dinah asked, almost amused.

"I know." Jade snarled, eyes narrowing. "One child may have been stolen from me, but no one will ever have the chance to take the other."

"You're not fit to raise any..." Batgirl's rebuttal was cut off as first Green Arrow burst through the door, Huntress was close behind, a bundle in her arms..

Arrow was grinning as he came down the stairs."Check out what we found in the cabbage patch." he quipped.."Had to fight the farmer for it though." he added, thinking of the fight that had ensued when they had cornered the baby's nanny.

Cass threw a glance at Cheshire, the woman looked about ready to rip the throat out of anyone who got close enough, tied up or not."You were saying?" she asked lightly as she joined Dinah in inspecting the bundle Helena was cooing at.

The baby was the tiniest human being Cass has ever seen, judging by the flowers embroidered on the collar of the little white jump-suit it was wearing, it was a little girl."What's her name?" she asked.

"Go to hell!" the villainess snapped in reply.

"That's not much of a name for the poor kid." Ollie joked. "Guess Roy gets to stick a label on this one."

"Yeah...Roy.." Cass murmured, transfixed by the dark haired infant that Helena had carefully passed to her. She pulled her gaze away from the baby's tiny face to look back at the assassin. "Heroes code of ethics or not, I will kill you if you ever hurt him again."

The coldness in her voice sent a shiver through Dinah, she had no doubt Cass meant it. They were sentiments she herself fully agreed with, and she'd be there to help her if Jade was ever stupid enough to ignore that warning.

end of 12

indigoskies1 @ 2006-12-18T17:54:00

2006-12-18T08:05:45Z

Title- Survival (sequel to Suffer, which can be found here- http://www.livejournal.com/tools/memories.bml?user=indigoskies1&keyword=Suffer&filter=all )

Summary- The aftermath of Roy and Dinah's survival from a revenge plot of Cheshire's. Jade had been determined to destroy Dinah for her role in Lian's life. As a result both Dinah and Roy were captured and tortured. Dinah was made to watch as Roy endured the worst of the torture which included various cruelties incl rape.

Other parts can be found here- http://www.livejournal.com/tools/memories.bml?user=indigoskies1&keyword=survival&filter=all

DC owns these guys
Rated R

He jolted awake at the sound of her whimper, unable to do anything as she curled into a ball, and rolled away from his touch, trapped deep in the horror of the dream. She cried out, calling the name that she always did when gripped by this nightmare.."Shh, it's okay Pretty Bird...You're safe, Roy's safe." He knew better than to touch her when she was like this, he'd found out months before that her reaction to touch was not a pleasant one when she was reliving the horror she had faced. "I'm here Dinah, listen to me sweetheart, I'm here and you're safe."

His words filtered though, her body relaxed, and when the whimpering eased, he tentatively reached a hand out to lay on her shoulder. Her instant reaction was to roll back into his arms, seeking shelter from the lingering fears of the nightmare, the tension in her body melting at the warmth of his closeness.

After a moment she moved again, and looked up at him with sleep hazed eyes. The faint traces of fear and confusion left from the dream she had been trapped in, still haunting her features. She flashed him a small, unsteady, slightly guilty smile at realising she had woken him yet again. "Sorry"

"Don't be...." He held her close, still feeling her trembling as she struggled for control. He hated knowing she was feeling so vulnerable, knowing how much she hated that herself. Their whole world had been turned upside down in the months since she and Roy had crossed paths with Cheshire...Cheshire, god he hated that woman, just the thought of what she'd done to those he loved....He kissed the top of her head, pushing all though of the evil that was his granddaughters mother from his mind for now."You okay?"

She nodded."It's been a couple of weeks this time." and it had been, the dreams were staying away longer and longer.

"Yeah, it has. That's good right?"

"Yes it is." She wriggled in his grasp until she could look into his eyes."Do you think he'll come?"

He watched he for a moment, knowing this was why the dream had returned, she was worrying about their boy, just as he was."Of course he'll come, it's Thanksgiving." he forced a confidant smile onto his lips, not revealing any of the fear he kept inside that his son wouldn't come, knowing that if Roy didn't show up to be with his family, that they were one step closer to losing him again, and he couldn't let himself think about that.

Dinah sighed, and snuggled in closer, resting her cheek against his chest. She would do anything to bring her Boyo here for the coming celebrations. It had been months since they'd had anything but stilted conversations over the phone, she missed him and her god daughter desperately, she hated the wedge that had come between them through no fault of their own, and she hated that he hurt and she couldn't make it better this time, in fact having her near only seemed to make things worse for him. "I was thinking that maybe I should go spend the day with Ted and.."

"Why?"

"He might feel more comfortable if I'm not here."

"Dinah..."

"Ollie, I just wasn't him to feel he can relax, he needs that, if that means I need to go...."

"You know that won't make him happy, you know the only way he's going to get through this is by facing it. He's not doing that, he's running from it, he can't run forever.....and he's going to need you when he stops."

"He can't even look at me...."

"Pretty Bird...." he paused, there was so much he still didn't understand, so much that Dinah still kept to herself. There were so many things that she hadn't yet talked about, from being forced to kill in order to get both herself and his son out of that situation alive, to both her and Roy being tortured. She had remained very closed off about exactly what had gone on..and until she could talk openly about it, to him and not just to her psychologist, there wasn't anyway that she could move forward "Tell me what happened. I mean, I know what its like to go through what he did, what you both did, but..."

"Ollie..."

"Talk to me Pretty Bird, what happened that you aren't telling me?"

"I...I can't tell you Ollie, not until he's ready. I just wish he would agree to see someone, he needs some sort of help putting things in perspective. I don't think I could have coped if I didn't have Carly to talk to." The counseling with Carly had helped, even if she wasn't completely able to talk about everything that had happened, it had still helped her stay sane. It was what Roy needed, to be able to talk to someone he didn't feel the need to protect from the realities of what what he had gone through..someone whose very appearance didn't make him feel vulnerable or humiliated at knowing they had witnessed what had happened..But she knew he couldn't be forced to seek help until he was ready, no matter how long that would take.

Ollie sighed, she was right, Roy was the one he needed to focus on first, Dinah wouldn't be able to move completely past this until his son did, what had happened had intertwined their ability to heal with each other.."I'll speak to him when..."

Dinah rolled in his arms and propped herself up on one elbow, her face a mask of worry as she looked down at her lover."No! Not this time Ollie, don't go into it. If he comes for Thanksgiving, I just....Just try not to bring anything up that.."

"We can't treat him like he's breakable Dinah, we can't keep tip-toeing around...."

She placed a hand against his cheek, needing him to understand, talking about this to Roy wouldn't work, they both knew that, all it had done in the last three months was push him away, he needed to relax around them, needed to feel safe, and he couldn't do that if old wounds were continually being reopened."Ollie, he may look strong and determined, but he's angry, and bitter, and that's powering him for now. Believe me when I tell you he is breakable at the moment, no matter what impression he is giving to the outside world, no matter what he wants us to believe."

"All the more reason I need to talk to him again. I have to convince him to see a counsellor or..."

"Ollie, please?"

Ollie paused, and reached out to gently brush his fingers through her hair, it wasn't like Dinah to not want to confront issues..to not want to deal with things as quickly as possible so they could move forward. He wasn't used to seeing her confidence waver like this, and it added to the fears he held for his boy, if Dinah was this worried...well to him that was frightening."Okay pretty Bird, but just for Thanksgiving. Afterwards I'm going to make the boy listen. He has to listen or we're going to lose him like I did..." he closed his eyes, refusing to allow himself to think like that. "I'm not going to let this go any further. I'm going to make sure he knows I'm here for him this time, and I'm not going to risk losing him again."

end of 3

indigoskies1 @ 2006-12-06T14:05:00

2006-12-06T04:05:41Z

This kind of sucks, but it's hung around in files for more than six months, and I'd always hoped I could make it work better, but couldn't. Seeing as I've vowed not to delete stuff to quickly, I'm posting it anyway. Lisa, I think you may have already read it.

Title- Boy's Will be Boy's
Summary- 14 yr old boys discussing whats on the mind of most 14 yr old boy's
Charaters- Robin, Speedy, Kid Flash
DC owns them.
Rated M

"Are you serious??!"

"Yeah...Well, do you think he does?"

"I don't know...I never really thought about it."

"Oh c'mon...Never thought about it? What a crock!" Speedy sat down on the edge of the rooftop, watching as his mentor and the other members of the Justice League cleared up after the latest battle.

"It's true, I haven't thought about it....Well not Superman anyway." Robin stood to one side and slightly behind the teen archer, arms folded across his chest looking a little uncomfortable at the subject of the conversation.

"But you did think about whether Batman does?" The young archer twisted to look up at his team leader, hitching one knee up on the roof edge, and staring at the other teen, grinning..a mischievous twinkle in his eye.

"Well..Yeah..I guess." A crimson flush spread across Robins cheeks, he began toeing the ground with one pixie booted foot, refusing to meet his friends eye.

"Ollie would!.Don't even hafta think about it..Ollie would." Speedy nodded to himself, he had no doubts about that statement..

"Yeah..Ollie so would!" Robin looked up and caught the other teens eye, both breaking into a smirk at the thought.

"Hey guy's..What're you talk'n about?"

"Nuthin'." Robin quickly glanced at Kid Flash as the speedster appeared suddenly beside him..then he dropped his eyes bashfully to the rooftop, his face once more flushing scarlet.

Kid Flash frowned. "Nuthin'? What? Is it some secret I'm not allowed to know or sumthin?" he asked, eyeing his leader first, then turning to gaze at the archer suspiciously, sure that if he was being excluded from some secret it would be Speedy's doing.

Robin was quick to look up, not wanting to upset his friend."No..it's nothing like that, just talk that's all." he reassured, looking back up at the speedster and, smiling to reassure him there was no conspiracy to keep secrets from him.

"About what?"

"Roy..." Robin warned, as he saw the glint of mischief blazing in the archers eye.

Speedy already had his gaze locked on his target. "You ever do it?" he asked, ignoring the implied warning from his leader.

"Do what?" Kid Flash asked puzzled.

"You know...it." Speedy replied, winking, as if that would relay the meaning of his statement. It might well have done so if he were talking to Aqualad or Wonder Girl..but Kid Flash let it sail completely over his head.

"It??"

"Yeah it..you know, when you're by yourself..You ever do it?"

"Do what?" the speedster asked, frowning..doing the odd vibrating thing he was prone to doing when standing still to long.

"You're such a kid West!" Speedy muttered, slapping his forehead in feigned disbelief.

"And you're such and idiot Harper." Kid Flash snapped back, fixing an angry glare on the redhead.

"Am not." Speedy declared, climbing to his feet, and looking challengingly at the speedster.

"Are too."

"Am not! At least I know what it is!"

"Guy's..maybe we shouldn't be talking about this here." Robin intervened, hoping to defuse the situation as both the other boys voices began to grow.

"About what??!" Kid Flash asked, turning to face Robin, he folded his arms angrily across his chest and began to strobe one again, he was sick of playing whatever game the archer seemed to be enjoying at his expense.

"Gahh!..I can't believe you don't know.." Speedy growled, throwing his hands up in the air and stomping over to whisper in the speedsters ear..West was such a dunce sometimes..

Kid Flash stopped vibrating and stood still, listening..suddenly a red blush flooded his cheeks. "OhmygodyouaresuchasinnerHarper!!!" he declared, looking around nervously to make sure no one else could hear what was being discussed, and beginning to strobe again..faster this time, untill he was nothing but a large yellow and red blur.

Speedy cackled..he loved stirring the speedster up, and this reaction was a classic."Well? Do you?" he asked, still chuckling in delight.

"I wouldn't tell you if I did. Gentleman don't talk about stuff like that!" The speedster declared indignantly..the archer had no decency sometimes.

More laughter echoed from the crimson archer. "Gentlemen?.." he sniggered mockingly."You can't tell me you don't put that super speed to good use...."

"You know..Wally's right, maybe we should just drop this for now." Robin cut in, knowing the conversation was spiraling downwards rapidly. He really didn't want Speedy discussing what new uses Kid Flash could put his super speed to..not about this subject anyway, Alfred would definitely agree that this was a subject gentlemen wouldn't discuss so openly, he was sure of it.

"Why not Grayson...You ain't gett'n all prudish West on me now are ya?" The archer said, trying hard to sound serious, while still breathless from laughing at the speedsters reaction.

"No..It's just....well..some people do have super hearing you know." Robin whispered, nodding towards the group of older heroes below..his eyes widened as his gaze locked on something, and a flush of embarrassment appearing on his cheeks.

Speedy followed the acrobats line of sight, mouth dropping open as he saw what Robin was looking ay. The miserable groan beside him told him Kid Flash had seen also.

A blue and red clad hero stood staring up them, arms folded across his chest. He forced himself to keep a stern look on his face, or as stern as was possible considering the fiendish delight he found in the embarrassment that the three teens radiated. He grinned inwardly, it didn't matter whether they were normal kids or the sidekicks of the worlds greatest heroes...boy's will be boy's.

end

indigoskies1 @ 2006-12-05T10:55:00

2006-12-05T00:55:31Z

Connor felt nervous at the mere thought of coming here. He understood why his father had asked him to do so, but he still felt uncomfortable with the idea. The look on his brothers face as he opened the door to find him standing there did nothing bolster his confidence, and the harshly snapped words that came from the red head confirmed exactly why that feeling of nervousness was there in the first place.

"What the hell are you doing here Connor?!"

"I, um...Should I leave?"

The anger melted from Roy's face, he hadn't meant to react like that. He was tired and irritable, and the last thing he had wanted was to find his brother standing at the door. "No..no..I'm sorry Connor, I didn't mean to snap, just a bit tired is all. Come in bro'..." he stood back and gestured for the younger man to step inside, trying to keep his tone neutral, even though he had little doubt why his brother would be visiting, and he wasn't at all happy about it."You want something to drink? Got tea, but not that fancy stuff you drink...."

"No, I'm fine, thank you anyway. Is Lian not in?" Connor cast a quick look around the apartment, the place was unkept..dirty dishes in the sink, newspapers, old pizza boxes and takeaway containers littering the floor around the sofa, empty soda cans and beer bottles on the coffee table.

Roy pushed a pile of clothes off the sofa and onto the floor, then kicked them out of the way, and nodded that Connor should sit."She's spending some time with Martin and Erika..."

"The Santosa's?" Connor hadn't been able to keep the surprise of his voice. He sat as Roy had indicated he should, then looked at the redhead expectantly.

Roy sat on the arm of the sofa. "They've been asking me to let them have her to visit for awhile now...I'll pick her up next week."

"Next week?..She's with them for a whole week?" this was news to Connor.

"Yeah..I've been a bit worn, run ragged on a couple of cases..she's better off with them until I catch up."

Connor's eyes narrowed slightly, Roy did look exhausted, but the young archer had expected that, Roy hadn't been himself in quite a while, and Lian had let slip to Mia when she had visited the little girl when Lian was with her nanny, that he father had 'bad dreams' a lot, which wasn't unexpected given the trauma the redhead had been through a few months previously.. "We would have taken her to give you a break Roy...."

"Don't Connor, just don't start."

Connor fell silent for a moment, heeding the warning tone in the older mans voice. "These cases? Anything you need help with? I can assist if you wish...."

Roy sighed, ignoring the question."Connor, why are you here?"

Connor dropped his head to look at his hands. "Dad's worried..so's Dinah.."

Roy stood up, using all his control not to over react. "So they sent you to do their dirty work this time?!"

"It's not like that Roy...." Connor sighed, he hated the tension that was exuding from his brother, the relaxed carefree young man Roy had once been had begun to feel like only a distant memory. "Have you taken Ollie's advice and seen someone about..."

Roy's stiffened at the upcoming question."Don't go there Connor..It's in the past." he snapped, anger blazing in his eyes.

Connor met those wild green eyes with his own. "Is it really?" he knew it wasn't, no matter what Roy had to say.

"Yes."

"Okay...." The venom in the red heads voice told Connor that any further discussion on that subject would end up being physical, not just verbal..he thought it prudent to drop it for now."Dad wants to know if you will be coming to Star City for Thanksgiving?"

Roy relaxed just a little, a look of guilt flitting through the anger in his eyes."I don't think so, not this year...."

"It's important to him Roy, you can't not come." Connor cut in, he hadn't really expected Roy would go as far as refusing to attend a celebration that had come to hold such importance to his father in recent years.

"It wasn't always important to him..." Roy flinched as the mumbled words escaped him. "I'm sorry, that was low..I know he's been trying the last few years. I'll try to be there man..but like I said, I'm snowed under at the moment..."

"It's one day Roy, that's all..just one day, you don't even have to try to make it the whole weekend."

"Will Dinah be there?"

Connor hesitated, Roy knew the answer to that.."Yes..she and dad have grown close again since...."

Roy nodded, already beginning to feel uncomfortable just at the thought of spending a whole day around Dinah. He hated the wedge that had been driven between them, but it seemed to be something he had little control over, too many memories surfaced when he looked at her, to much horror at the thought of her seeing him so vulnerable, so powerless."I'm glad of that, at least some good came out of that mess..." his voice trailed off, and he looked at the floor, then sighed and closed his eyes.

"Roy?" Connor was concerned by the other archers sudden lapse into silence, he could almost feel the hurt and fear radiating from his brother. He stood up and reached a hand out towards the redheads shoulder, unsurprised to see the other man duck away from the compassionate touch.

Roy forced himself to push down every emotion that stirred inside him, his voice sounding flat and emotionless when he finally spoke. "I'll see what I can do. Not making any promises though, but I'll try."

Connor nodded, dropping his hand to his side, he knew that was all the answer he would get."That's all I can ask Roy..just that you try. They're all missing you and Lian...Dinah is worried.."

"I said I'll try!" Roy said firmly, cutting off further conversation and ignoring the way his brother flinched at the harshness of his voice. He just wanted everyone to leave him alone, to let him forget, but he couldn't do that when he was constantly badgered by his so called family all wanting to help..he didn't need help, everyone else just needed to realize that.

end of 2

indigoskies1 @ 2006-12-05T10:37:00

2006-12-05T00:37:18Z

He eyed the man who sat in front of his desk suspiciously, something just didn't feel right about this contract. "You want me to 'take Black Canary down'? "

Dale Garsden tried hard not to shift uncomfortably in his seat, as Slade Wilson's one eye seemed to bore right through him."That's what I said."

"Why?"

"I have my reasons.."He searched back through his memory for the excuses his employer had supplied him with, Wilson couldn't know where this contract was coming from..that would only complicate things further. "She has been a thorn in my side for quite some time, I have lost vasts amounts of money because of her interference with certain business dealings. I want her taken down as soon as possible." he hoped he wouldn't be expected to elaborate on just what his 'business dealings' were..If he was, he prayed he had memorised the details sufficiently.

Slade continued to stare, still feeling something wasn't as it should be, but there would be time to look into this mans background later. No doubt any questions he asked would have a answer prepared for them anyway."Five hundred thousand. Half up front."

Garsden shook his head, he'd been ordered to negotiate the price as low as he could. "Two.."

Slade's voice dropped low and dangerous."I said five!. We aren't talking about some push-over politician here, we're talking about a woman of considerable skills and resources. Who, I might add, has connections to a number of do-gooding costumed vigilantes of concern."

Garsden looked down at the desk as if in thought,"Five hundred thousand is a great deal of money...Three..."

Slade rose suddenly, the action causing the other man to jump visibly..that brought a faint trace of a smile to the white haired mans lips."The offer is not up for negotiation My Garsden...Now I have other things I need to attend to, please close the door on your way out...."

"Okay, you're right..I'm sorry. Five hundred it is."Garsden spat quickly, one hand up in a silent gesture of apology, he couldn't afford for Wilson not to take this assignment.

Slade nodded, silently extending his hand to seal the agreement with a handshake. He would look into Dale Garsden thoroughly of course..but at the end of the day this was work, nothing more. He would carry out his assignment and collect his money, if his check on Garsden confirmed his unease was justified, then he would deal with the man in whatever way he found necessary.

end of 1

indigoskies1 @ 2006-11-26T17:03:00

2006-11-26T07:03:31Z

Forgive me if the characterisation in this sucks..it's Dick, you know how hard I find his character to write.

Title- He Wants the Hurt to Stop
Summary- Dicks back in Roy's arms..for now.
Prompt- Guilt
Pairing- Roy/Dick
DC owns them
Rater R- Slash

Dick knows this is about more than sex...

He knows it's about more than fulfilling wants and desires or giving in to lust.

He knows it's about the pain he caused, the insecurity he contributes to, every single time his own fucked up fears make him leave yet again.

He knows it's about the guilt he feels every time he looks into those wounded green eyes..It's about the hurt that only he can release, and the god damned need to be loved

And as the desperate thrusts become more demanding, he knows this won't take the pain away..but it will help..for now.

And when they reach that breif moment of bliss that blocks all thought from their minds, he knows the hurt does fade...just for a moment.

And when the bliss clears and redhead collapses against him..and sobs..he holds his lover close and murmurs how sorry he is..

And whispers promises he desperately wants to keep.

He whispers them because he has to do something to fix the hurt he causes.

And for now, as his own tears soak into the red locks he presses remorse filled kisses to, he really believes he won't push him away again.

Dick want's to believe he can keep those promises..

He wants to stop the hurt .

indigoskies1 @ 2006-11-23T14:58:00

2006-11-23T04:58:06Z

Written in response to a request ages ago by greeneyelove..just took me a long time to finish it. It's not brilliant, but its smut. Oh, and because it's Connor and Roy there's no heavy slash..a bit of kissing and teasing between the boys, but thats it. One part of my head was saying 'brothers' and didn't want to go there, the other half reminded me that clearly they aren't really, so it wouldn't matter..but the part of me that wants the arrows to be a family won..so no heavy slash, sorry.

Title- A Learning Experience
Summary- Connor learns a whole lot more than he expects when he settles down to watch a documentary with Roy and Cass.
Pairing- Roy/Connor(Hawke)/Cass
DC owns them.
Rated- R- Very much NC 17+

Connor was fairly sure that the documentary playing on the television in Roy's living room was interesting. What was it about again?..Oh yeah that's right..Black Rhino's. Connor was also relatively sure that Roy was certain he wasn't aware of what was happening on the sofa behind him. And he probably wouldn't have been if he hadn't been sitting in the floor crossed legged..which meant he was in just the right position to see his older 'brother' and Roy's latest love Cassandra Cain reflected in the tinted glass of the lower doors of the television unit.

Connor was certain that Roy was trying to be discreet as the older archer nuzzled intently at his lady loves ear and neck....Maybe he was also trying to be discreet as his hand disappeared under Cass's shirt, at least Connor thought he was.

Whatever was happening under that shirt had taken Cass's attention away from the documentary as well....

Maybe his asking to sleep at Roy's place for the night wasn't such a good idea.. He should have just wrapped that case up and headed straight home, that way Roy could have had his privacy, and Connor could have had......

What was Roy doing under that shirt??! Whatever it was it had Cass arching back against his chest and.....

Connor completely ignored the documentary, and set about watching the show reflected in the glass doors instead. Somewhere at the back of his mind he felt somewhat voyeuristic, watching this sort of intimate display was something he would normally resist..but the reflection in the glass had taken a firm hold on his attention and any resistance had melted away.

The hand was moving now, moving the cloth over Cass breast tantalisingly. Cass threw her head back, and Connor watched as Roy leaned around from behind her and they kissed...A long slow kiss that had one of Cass's hands going up and back to cup the back of Roy's neck. That's when Connor felt the hardening of his groin that told him he definitely shouldn't be watching, and he forced himself to look back at the documentary.

He made himself watch the television for maybe two minutes..two minutes that felt like hours when every fibre in his body screamed at him to look back at the glass doors again.

The temptation became too much and his eyes strayed back to the image of his brother, who was now running his fingers along the waist band of Cass's jeans. Cass had twisted so she was now half facing Roy..lips still locked with his..one hand still cupping the back of Roy's neck the other....the other Connor suspected, had somehow made its way down into Roy's jeans, the fact that his brother had one knee bent to allow easier access and appeared to be giving little thrust of his hips in time to the movement of Cass's shoulders seemed to indicate this..

Connor felt his own groin pulse, the hardness increased and he would have made himself look away then and there but the sight of Roy sliding his hand into Cass's pants and doing something..something that made Cass break away from his lips and moan....

Without realising it Connor gasped..and that was when he realised Roy was watching him, more than likely had been the entire time. Their eye's locked in the tinted glass and Roy grinned..that cocky, knowing grin his brother got when he was up to no good.

"I..Um..I think I really should have gone home..Maybe I can still catch a flight out." Connor managed to murmur, his voice sounding apologetic even to his own ears..and he knew his face was flushed by both hormones and shame at being caught doing something so out of character.

He started to stand..

"Don't go. Connor stay? You might like what you learn." Roy said, placing a hand on Connor's shoulder.

Connor had no idea what made him pause..he should simply get up and go, that would be the appropriate thing to do, but instead he turned to look at the couple..Cass watched him quietly, her warm brown eyes shining with something Connor wasn't sure of. "I..I don't think...."

"Please?" Cass asked, her hand reaching out to stroke his cheek.

At the look in her eyes, and the soft touch of her warm hand, Connor felt a stirring that, although he had felt it before, he had certainly always resisted it..suppressed it. But this time he felt...."I'm not sure I'd know what to do..I mean, I know what to do, but I've never..."

"Don't you worry about a thing little bro'..I'll teach you everything I know." Roy said, happily accepting Connor's lack of straight out refusal as agreeance.

Connor wasn't certain that learning everything Roy knew was the right thing to do...and he wasn't at all sure that he should be sitting there letting Cass run her fingers through his hair like she was..or if he should be enjoying it as much as he was. But one thing Connor was sure of was that his body had somehow short circuited his mind, and it had no intentions of allowing rational thought take over...he was going to be learning a lot more tonight then any now forgotten documentary was going to teach him.

That thought was reinforced as Cass moved away from Roy and kneeled beside him on the floor. She reached out her hand and gently trailed her fingers over his face, following the line of his jaw to his chin. "Roy's good at what he does, you'd be learning from the master." she whispered. Smiling cheekily, and throwing a glance back at the red head.

Roy's warm chuckle echoed around the room. And the older archer slid to the floor behind Cass and wrapped his arms around her waist. Resting his chin on her shoulder, his eye's sparkling as he watched her fingers move slowly from Connor’s cheek..down his neck to the top button of his shirt. "Don't worry little bro' Cass has a few tricks up her sleeve that are definitely worth experiencing.

The feel of her touch, and the anticipation of what was yet to came was already having an effect on Connor's body that he hadn't experienced with such intensity before..he felt his breathing quicken as she began to slowly undo each of his buttons..pausing every now and then to run her hand over his chest.

When the last button was undone, she pushed the shirt down his arms and pulled it off, tossing it to one side. Then she leaned forward, suddenly capturing his lips with hers. He gasped in surprise and pulled back..watching her for a moment..he felt Roy reach out and lay a hand on his arm, felt the hand squeeze, either in reassurance, or encouragement, Connor wasn't sure which, but he leaned back, this time taking the kiss that was offered and relaxing into it.

Her mouth was warm and sweet, and she parted her lips just enough to allow him to tentatively push his tongue past her teeth, her arms instinctively going around his neck and shifting her position so she was pulled in closer to his body. Within seconds the kiss had turned deep, filled with hunger he didn't know he had. His arms going around her waist, feeling Roy move back so he could pull her closer still.

He didn't know when Roy had moved behind him..he'd been too caught up in the sensations surging through him as he melted into that kiss..But he knew he was there now..felt strong his hands brushing up his sides. He broke the kiss gasping for breath, eyes locked with Cass’s beautiful brown ones.

He saw her smile at him, then glance over him to Roy, her hands sliding from his neck..down his chest..freeing the back of his neck for Roy's mouth to begin it’s own slow sensuous assault on his senses, tongue like liquid honey as it ran with practised procession over a spot behind his ear. He shivered at that, and arched back into the other archers arms, head thrown back against his shoulder. Slowly losing himself in the sensations that enveloped him, trying hard to be aware of all that was happening..Roy’s teeth scraping over his skin, hands teasing along his side..Cass’s mouth blazing a trail over his chest, tongue swirling around his nipple..and hands…

God, her hands had somehow managed to undo his jeans and were now pushing the waist band of his boxers over his too hard arousal..the scrape of material against his sensitive shaft dragging a moan from him, forcing a thrust from his hips…and then her hands were there..feather soft, stroking, teasing. He groaned, his whole body blazing with that touch. Words he wanted to say wouldn't come, and he thrust forward, her hands sliding around to cup his balls gently, twisting to find room to move past the restriction of his jeans.

He felt Roy move, standing up, arms going around his waste to encourage him to stand as well.."I think we should move this party to more comfortable surroundings." the red head whispered into his ear, breath hot against his skin.

Connor agreed..and would have said so if Cass hadn't managed to slide his jeans and boxers down to the floor. She knelt in front of him, encourage him to lift his feet as she removed his shoes and socks, then pulled the clothing off and tossed it to one side. "Soon." she said, voice warm and suggestive, eyes locking with Roy's, asking for his approval..The redhead nodded, grinning knowingly. Cass leaned forward, hands running slowly up Connor's legs..mouth following close behind, drawing a cry from the young archer as her tongue ran up the underside of his throbbing shaft.

Roy stepped behind the younger man, mouth claiming the spot where his neck joined his shoulders, his calloused archers hands running smoothly over his sides and abdomen, adding to the sensations that had Connor trembling all over. "Just relax Bro'. Close your eyes and feel, don't think." the red head whispered, breath warm against the blonds ear.

Connor leaned back against the hard body behind him, a low groan escaping him as he felt Cass's lips close around him. His whole body was on fire, shaking uncontrollably with sensations flooding every nerve. Cass's tongue flicking over his tip, teasing the slit..teeth scraping lightly, bringing him quickly to a place he had only visited in his dreams. His hand went instinctively to tangle in her hair, his hips automatically thrusting as she suckled him towards bliss. He lost track of his other hand for a moment..then realised it had found it's way back to Roy, holding his brothers hip, grasping and releasing in time to the rhythm Cass had set with her mouth.

In moments Connor found himself teetering on the edge of something he knew would be wonderful. The intensity of the feelings flooding his senses, searing, almost too strong to bear. Pleasure exploded through him, and he heard himself cry out as if from far away, his body arching suddenly, held upright only by Roy's arms that had found their way around his waist, as he lost equilibrium and slipped into the blinding white light of erotic pleasure.

Connor had only a vague sense of being tugged towards the bed room, Roy's arms around his waist guiding him. It took a few minutes for his head to clear enough to realised he was laying on the bed and Roy and Cass where standing nearby, wrapped a steamy embrace, quite oblivious to the world around them.

Roy had Cass's jeans off in seconds, leaving her only in lacy panties..the red head slid his hands down Cass's body to cup her backside, lifting her easily to his hips, not breaking the kiss for even a second.

Cass shuddered against his mouth, the hardness of his arousal felt easily under his jeans making her pull away from the kiss, crying out softly, locking her arms around his neck, and her legs around his waist as she grated against him, thrusting wantonly..desperate for so much more.

Walking backwards towards the end of the bed, Roy's knees hitting the mattress making him fall back, with Cass still in his arms, lips still together, her hips still thrusting against his jeans.

Connor scooted to one side to give them room, his heart racing as the passion the two of them had for each other emanated from them in an almost tangible wave of eroticism. He found his own heart racing yet again as Roy broke the kiss and flipped his position so he was laying over Cass, already moving down her body, his mouth seeking out places on Cass's neck that brought soft, needy moans from the dark haired woman. Connor shivered, watching, remembering the feeling of Roy's lips on those same places on his neck not so long ago..

Roy paused for a moment, lifting his head a little to look at his brother. Cass groaned softly at the loss of his nearness. "Shh, baby..it's okay. Connor, come here.."

Connor moved closer as he was ordered, and Roy took his hand, placing it on Cass's neck, and gently dragging it down towards her breast. "Like this..Follow with your mouth. " he said, throwing a grin at his 'brother', before moving down the bed, fingers hooking the waist band of her soaked panties, and quickly ridding her of them.

Connor leaned in, tentatively taking Cass's mouth with his own, hand cupping her cheek, thumb lightly rubbing, he pulled back and smiled shyly, rewarded with a smile from her as well.

"You okay?" Cass asked, sensing hesitation on his part.

Connor nodded "Very much so. Just...." he shrugged, not wanting to admit to feeling shy about his abilities..or lack of them.

Cass nodded her understanding, trying not to groan out loud as she felt Roy push her legs apart, his hands teasing the sensitive flesh on the inside of her thighs as his tongue swirled around her belly button. She pulled Connor down to her mouth again, the kiss turning rough and passionate quickly as the sensations her red headed lover began to ply her body with increased to nerve pulsing proportions..She broke the kiss, crying out and arching her body as Roy's tongue flicked over her clit, her whole body trembling with so much need it was almost unbearable.

The sound of her cry, the way her hand flew from his neck to the top of Roy's head, fingers seeking grip in the shortly cropped locks made Connor's whole body surge with lust..He found himself automatically running his hands over her neck and shoulders, needing no encouragement to follow with his mouth as Roy has instructed. His eyes darting downwards every now and then to the top of his brothers head, seeing the steady rhythm the other archer had set..feeling Cass's whole body shuddering in time with that beat.

His own groin throbbed to life again, pulsating..aching with want as his mouth found her nipple, and her other hand ..the one that had remained gripping his neck, found his hair in a mirror image of the hold she had on Roy's. His hands had a mind of their own, seeking..exploring, running over silky smooth skin. His breathing racing in time with the movements of her body, her soft cries of pleasure driving him insane. Then suddenly, just when Connor thought Cass could stand no more..Roy stopped, and moved back from her.

Cass cried out, reaching for him, wanting him back again, needing so much more..and right now!

Connor looked up confused, unsure..face flushed with passion.

And Roy grinned..Enjoying the game, although he was panting slightly as he tried to gain control of his body, wanting to claim Cass there and then..but he could wait..Waiting would just make it so much better when he finally found his fulfillment. He scrambled to the bed side table, eye's locking with Cass's, reassuring her more would come..apologetic that he was making her wait, and eager to continue the game. He riffled through the desk and pulled out a condom, scrambling back over Cass to kneel next to Connor. "Hop up Connor."

Puzzled, but only briefly, Connor did as instructed, kneeling on the bed and watching with wide eyed anticipation as Roy removed the condom from the wrapper and moved forward.

"Lean back a bit." the redhead instructed, expertly rolling the condom onto Connor's shaft slowly, not missing the spasm that ran through the younger man's body at his touch. He finished dressing the blond, then ran his hand teasingly back over Connor's pulsing arousal and up his chest...wrapping it around the younger archer neck and pulling him in for a passionate kiss.

Connor groaned against that perfect mouth..the warm tongue slipping between his teeth tasted of what he knew was Cass..he sucked eagerly at it, moaning softly..and from somewhere that seemed far away he heard Cass moan also.

Roy broke the kiss, pulling back..looking first into the younger archer's eyes, then down at Cass..and grinned.."Go get her tiger!" he said, giving Connor a shove towards her, his own body tingling with increased excitement at the thought of watching what the other two were about to engage in..

"Wait!" Cass cried, earning startled looks from both men. She smiled.."Someone's over dressed." she said.

Connor looked at Roy, and nodded. "Indeed..someone most certainly is." he agreed, nodding at his brother.

Roy looked down at his jeans, then scrambled get out of the offending item of clothing, kicking them off and tossing them onto the floor. "Better?"

"Much." Cass said, reaching for Connor with one hand, and Roy with the other, eager once more now that, that small detail had been taken care of.

Roy slid down beside her, hand stroking across her belly casually as he watched the younger man settle between his lovers thighs, moving back a little as Connor settled over her to give him room to move.

Connor's eyes locked with Cass's, his gaze unsure and questioning as he moved towards her, his tip brushing her delicate folds making them both draw a sharp breath.

Cass's legs wrapped around Connor's hips , anchoring her to him as his weight came down on her. She jerked her hips as he thrust lightly, capturing him inside her, a shiver running through her as they began to move, slowly, steadily..at first uncertain, until passion built to a smouldering heat in both of them.

Shuddering under the intensity of the feelings that flooded his every sense..Connor felt any residual shyness and uncertainty vanish as she moved with him. The feeling of Roy's calloused hands on his skin as he stroked along his back added to the sensations that drove all thought of the rest of the world away..there was only here, and now, and the three of them..and this glorious feeling of flying.

Roy dropped once more to Cass's side, or as near as he could get with Connor over her. He leaned in, capturing her breast in his mouth, tongue ravishing the nipple mercilessly, feeling her body shuddering to the touch of both men. His hand went to his own throbbing arousal unable to push away the desperate need he was feeling any longer, and he began to stroke it in time with the rhythm Connor was setting.

Soft sounds rose from Cass, mingling with the desperate shuddering breaths Connor was taking, their body's soon dripping with sweat as bliss began to build rapidly in both of them.

Cass soon found herself quickly teetering on the edge, so close to falling, arching to meet each thrust, driving Connor deeper, driving the pleasure to painful intensity, Roy's mouth of her nipple, teeth scraping, tongue swirling as he sucked harder and harder driving her faster towards her goal.

She could feel Connor's thrusts building to a rapid beat..becoming erratic as he neared the edge himself. She was so close, her whole body jerking with the movement, every nerve screaming for release..the fear at the back of her mind that Connor's inexperience may cause him to lose control before she did, forgotten the instant she went over into the deep abyss of blinding pleasure..feeling rushing through her body in a hot wave, causing her to cry out and buck hard against him, her muscles clamping around him, milking him, bringing him over with her as she went.

Connor felt her body clamp around his on her release, felt hot liquid rush from her as her inner muscles spasmed, the feeling forcing a groan from him as he pounded into her with all the force of his desire. He felt himself swell, hardening even more, and with a soft cry he exploded into his own mind-numbing release.

Roy groaned, rolling away onto his back still working himself, so close to coming , yet not quite there. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Connor roll off Cass..the two of them panting hard, feeling a surge of disappointment that he hadn't been able to build himself up quick enough to be there with them.

Still tingling all over Cass smiled at Connor, kissing him gently on his sweaty brow..slowly coming back to reality..slowly becoming aware of what was happening around her once more. She rolled over, watching Roy for a moment, then reached out to still his hand.

"Nnnrgh!!" Roy let out an agonized growl as she stopped his hand. He tried to push her away so he could regain his rhythm..so very close and not wanting to be distracted just at that moment..

Cass grinned, pulling more forcefully at his hand until he gave up and flopped back, cursing in Navajo...but only for a moment until she crawled closer, cutting off his words with a kiss..vaguely aware of Connor disappearing into the bathroom, no doubt to rid himself of the condom and clean himself up. "You'll get your turn lover..You didn't really think we'd be leaving you out did you?" she teased, leaning in to nuzzle his neck, her hands beginning to run over his body, avoiding contact with his hard shaft as it throbbed with need, wanting him to calm just enough to be able to hold on for her and Connor to pleasure him.

"God Cass..you're killing me woman!" Roy grumbled, as she once more pushed his hand away when it drifted towards his aching manhood.

"You'll die happy..just wait and see." she promised, glancing at Connor as he returned and took up position on the other side of Roy, noting that the sparkle in the young mans eye and the smile he flashed her lacked little of the reserved, unsure look of earlier in the night. "His turn." she said, beginning to slide down Roy's body.

"It most certainly is." Connor whispered, his eye's meeting his 'brothers'..seeing how dark Roy's green eyes were, how much need was burning in them. He moved closer, stretching out along the other man's side and leaning over him chest to chest as he leaned in to return the kiss Roy had given him earlier.

Cass slid downwards, encouraging Roy to move his legs apart to allow her to slip in between them. Beginning to stroke his legs and thighs, running her hands upwards to his hips and abdomen, still avoiding his most sensitive places for the time being..wanting to take things slowly, to drive him as insane as he always managed to drive her. She watched as Connor broke the kiss, moving slowing to nibble and suck his way along Roy's strong jaw line, and she smiled to herself when the younger archer neared the spot were Roy's jaw met his ear..the spot she knew was a sensitive one. Her smile broadened as the spot was discovered and she felt his body react.

Roy groaned, rolling his head to one side to give his 'brother' better access, body tensing as Connor stayed there, paying careful attention to that area now he knew its secret, his hands setting to work on other parts of the warm body under him.

Slipping down to lay between Roy's legs, Cass began her own attack with her mouth, nibbling and licking at the fine line of red hair that ran from the archers navel..following it slowly downwards. The shudders that ran through her lovers body made her aware of just how much he ached for her. She had intended to take things slowly, make him writhe for her..but he'd waited long enough. He'd let her and Connor have their needs fulfilled first, and she could sense his own need was now desperate.

Roy tried to be aware of what both his lovers were doing, Connor was now nibbling his way down his neck, stopping to suck at spots that elicited a shudder or a moan..but he lost awareness of everything but the pleasure that burned through every nerve in his body the moment Cass ran her tongue over his throbbing tip, caressing his shaft and head with her mouth, alternating between stroking him firmly with her hand, and sucking, kissing and licking his head, until he cried out without even realising he had.

Connor grinned as he heard his brother call out in Dineh, the strong hand on his shoulder grasping him with a vise like grip..a quick glance downwards revealing the reason why, Cass's head had begun to move up and down in a slow steady rhythm..Roy's other hand tangled in her dark hair, holding tight as his hips thrust to meet the movement of her mouth..

Cass smiled around her man, sliding him deeper..hands and tongue working the whole time, stroking his shaft, massaging his rock hard balls, increasing the rhythm as she felt the tension in his body build. Delighting in the faint cries of pleasure she could hear, and loving the effect she was having on his body. The whispered words of encouragement Connor was murmuring, and the hand that had begun to open and close rapidly in her hair, matching the timing of his thrusting hips telling her he was close..She hummed around him, sucking harder, moving her hand from his balls to gently tangle them in his pubic hair, tugging gently the way she knew drove him crazy and....

Roy shouted, body jerking violently, the whole world slipping into a blinding white light as he shuddered his released. His hands snatching at both Cass and Connor's hair, eyes squeezed so tightly shut that it was impossible to tell if he was feeling pleasure or pain..then falling back against the bed, drenched in sweat and gasping raggedly for air, trembling as if his body had slipped into shock as he lay there.

"You okay?"

Roy didn't open his eyes at first, still panting and shuddering with the last of his orgasm. But he smiled at the concern in his brothers voice. He felt Cass move up beside him, and he pulled her against his side, holding he close.

"I think he'll be okay, Connor." Cass replied, a hint of laughter in her voice.

"More then okay." Roy agreed finally opening his eyes..reaching out the pull Connor down to his other side, one hand rubbing gentle circles on the soft skin of Cass's back, the other cupping the back of Connor's head, fingers playing through the short blond locks. "So little brother..you learn anything?" he teased.

Connor chuckled, relaxing against the strong shoulder his head rested on, running his hand over Roy's stomach and up onto Cass's hip, leaving it there, content to have them all so close. "Yeah..I learned there are better things in life that I could be doing than learning about the life cycle of the Black Rhino." he joked..amazed he could even remember what that documentary had even been about.

"Yeah?"

"Yeah..and I learned that sex makes you darn tired." he said quietly, stifling a yawn.

"Best sleeping pill there is." Roy murmured in agreement, feeling a wave of exhaustion wash over his own body. He glanced down at Cass to find she obviously agreed with them both...seeing as she was already fast asleep. He kissed her head gently, turning to do the same to Connor, who smiled slightly, almost asleep himself. "You'll have to call in and watch documentaries with us more often little bro'. " he whispered, getting no answer..smiling as he was lulled toeards sleep himself by the warmth of the bodies curled up against him.."definitely more often.." mumbled as he finally drifted off.

end

indigoskies1 @ 2006-11-21T11:12:00

2006-11-21T01:12:22Z

Title- Suffer
Summary- AU..the bunny in my head is VERY dark..not sure I'll be writing it as it demands, scares me, and I'm not even sure I'm capeable of writing stuff that dark. But Chesh is out for revenge..This is a very dark Cheshire..not a nice lady at all. Taking Lisa's que and starting with shorter ficlets and drabbles.
Characters- Cheshire, Dinah, Roy and Bats and Arrows
DC owns them

other parts can be found here- http://www.livejournal.com/tools/memories.bml?user=indigoskies1&keyword=Suffer&filter=all

Rated R-Warnings for Torture, Rape and violence.

Okay, I'm not at all happy with the way this flows, but I keep fiddling with it and adding to it..and generally turning into mud, so it's getting posted now as is, before I completely stuff it.

He cried out, eyes flicking wide open as he jolted awake, whole body trembling.

"It's okay Boyo, you're safe now." Dinah soothed, by his side immediately. It wasn't the first time he had woken like this, and it wouldn't be the last. She stroked his hair as he shook, his eyes searching her face still dazed with sleep, still held in the grip of the nightmare that held him.

After a few moments she could see the dark fog that clouded his face begin to clear..his eye's locked with hers for a long moment, then closed...but not before she'd seen the pain...."Please don't..."

"Boyo?" His voice was low and hoarse..the left over effects of the tube that had assisted his breathing, that had just been removed earlier that morning..It was the first words he had spoken since then, but they were spoken with such hurt that she winced involuntarily.

"D..don't touch me Di.." he couldn't look at her, couldn't stand the worry and concern in her eye's...couldn't stand knowing she had been there, that she had seen what she had. It wasn't a dream, some nightmare that would fade with time, it was real, it happened..and her being here reinforced the reality of it. Humiliation burned throughout his body, mingling with pain, anger and so many other feelings he couldn't even begin to decipher. "Please don't touch me." he whispered again, feeling relief when she stepped back.

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He found her sitting in the dark on the floor, in the corner of the room Roy used when he visited. The way her shoulders shook, he knew she was crying..and he felt a strange sense of relief run through him, in the last week she hadn't let herself do this, and he knew she needed to. She'd stayed strong, at first refusing to leave Roy's side, but she had no choice in that matter, she had simply been to hurt and weak herself.

He'd persuaded her to spend the first night in the hospital, and he had been reassured her physical injuries would heal, they were minor in comparison to his 'sons'. Their boy had lived, by some miracle he had survived. But Ollie knew surviving physically was only the first step. It was the emotional and psychological impact of torture that was the hardest to overcome..he knew, he'd lived that horror himself, as had Dinah.

"Hey..." he spoke softly, alerting her that he was there, before going to her and settling on the floor beside her. He pulled her to him, and she twisted to curl against his chest, half laying in his lap, seeking the comfort his arms provided. She'd stayed with him since this had happened..sharing his bed, needing comfort. There wasn't any question of sharing sex, that wasn't what she needed, and he'd been careful not to go there..just comfort and closeness. "Shhh, pretty Bird...He's okay..."

"No..no he's not Ollie."

"He will be though..He's got a lot of stuff to work through, but he's got us here to help him..and he's stro ...."

"He won't let me help him Ollie..He won't even look at me, haven't you noticed that?"

He had noticed that, and he wasn't sure why that was..but he could see how much it hurt Dinah. He knew there were things that neither of them had told him yet. Besides the obvious torture Roy had been forced to endure, Ollie sensed there was more that he didn't understand, but he knew better than to press for answers when things were still so raw. "He will, give it time, he's still in a bad place, doc says it'll be at least another week before he can go home..don't read too much into it Pretty Bird."

All she could do was nod against his firm chest, allowing herself to be surrounded by his warmth. She couldn't tell him all of what had happened, she sensed Roy would never forgive her if she did that, and she had gone to great lengths to have the doctors keep some of the details of his injuries quiet, knowing how much it would hurt the young man to find out those details had been revealed.

She felt so tired, more exhausted then she could remember feeling in years, but every time she closed her eyes the visions would haunt her, green eyes seeking hers, full of pain..helplessness and humiliation. She knew what it felt like to be seen like that, to be stripped of dignity, having no control over what was happening to you. And she knew the pain didn't end with physical healing..she had experienced herself what it was like to have rather died than know another had witnessed such indignity.

How could she talk about what she had been forced to endure? She couldn't tell Ollie they'd made her watch as they slowly stripped the life away from her boy. She couldn't tell him that every nightmare she'd ever had about her own torture years before had returned..now mingled with images of Roy. She hurt for her Boyo, and hurt for herself all over again..and she couldn't face talking about any of that.

And she feared..she feared things would never be the same between herself and the young man she loved as a son. He would never be able to look at her and not be reminded of what she had witnessed..There were still times when she would look at Ollie and feel humiliation and pain stir deep down for what he had seen her suffer, she had managed to cope with that, understand it and push it away..but would her boy be able to do the same?

Nothing could have torn at her heart more that seeing him hurt that way, then having him turn away from her as if her very presence caused him pain. The closeness between them..their relationship that she treasured so much, would be irreparably damaged by this, and knowing that twisted pain into her heart like very little else had ever done.

The tears come again, and she pressed against Ollie's chest, arms wrapping tightly around him as she sobbed, needing him so much it was painful.

He held her close, a lump forming in his own throat as he pressed his cheek against hers, whispering soothing words and rocking her gently. "It'll be okay Pretty Bird, you'll see..."

But she knew it wouldn't, it could never be okay again. Jade had wanted her to suffer, and she had succeeded..The villainess may not have achieved her ultimate goal, but she had won...without any doubt at all..she had won.

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She felt no pain, medication had seen to that. What she did feel, however, was an overwhelming, all consuming, hatred for the woman who had caused this. She had not thought it possible to hate that woman more that she had..but she was wrong, she had never felt as much hate as she had burning inside her now.

Every thought she had was focused on the revenge she would seek. She had made sure she had bribed one of the doctors handsomely..he had made contact with the people she would need to get her out of here when she was well enough.

She would never walk again, but that wouldn't stop her. There were other ways and means of seeking revenge that didn't require her personal touch.

Dinah Lance would pay for what she had taken from her and she would pay dearly. No games this time, just simple, deadly elimination of the competition..then she would reclaim her child and disappear. Her daughter would be trained to perfection..she would carry on her legacy, that is how it was always meant to be..

end..for now.

indigoskies1 @ 2006-11-20T20:53:00

2006-11-20T10:53:37Z

She moved quickly from the large open room she had entered, silently making her way up the staircase towards the floor above. She'd already rendered one man unconscious, leaving him in the corridor outside of the room, it would only be a matter of time before he woke, or was discovered.

She reached the top of the stairs, and had no sooner started towards the rooms she could see a short distance away, when a door opened and a man stepped out..She drew a sharp breath..every nerve in her body screaming the hate that flooded her senses. "Carson!".. she recognised their torturer immediately.

"What the...?!...How the hell did you get up here?!" Carson shouted, caught off guard by her presence, but only momentarily, before he ran towards her. Launching a series of rapid parry's and kicks, that were blocked and avoided expertly by the blond haired woman.

Dinah dodged to one side as he lunged at her yet again, rolling and coming up on her feet a short distance away. He was good, better than she expected, and she recognised some of his moves as being ones that Cheshire used frequently..there was no doubt in her mind who had trained him.

He paused in his attack and faced her, mirroring her stance, waiting for her to move. But she knew better, he had strength on his side and she couldn't afford to waste hers on attacks he was prepared for. He had to make the moves, she had to counter them, looking for the advantage that way..or she'd wear herself out too quickly.

Eventually he tired of waiting for her to make a move, and launched a kick that she quickly jumped out of the way of. He followed through with another, and this time she managed to grab the heel of his boot and drive him backwards into the rail of the stairs. There was no remorse, only relief when she saw him flip over the banister, hands grabbing for purchase that they didn't find...his scream was silenced by the loud thud that echoed up the stairwell...and she knew as soon as she peered over the side that he had not survived the fall.

"I thought you heroes had codes against that sort of thing."

She spun to face the mocking voice, eyes narrowing instantly at the sight of the dark haired woman. "I've been looking for you Jade."

"I guessed."

"I want to know why?"Dinah asked, doubting she would get an answer.

Jade laughed. "Why?.." She paused..eyes narrowing, laughter gone. "Because It was past time I eliminated the competition for my daughters affections. I've told you before just what I think of your involvement in her life..how much I despise knowing that she is rocked to sleep in your arms when she is tired, how much I loath the fact the he turns to you when he needs a mother figure for my daughter...."

Dinah found herself shaking her head in disbelief, she always known Jade harboured this hatred towards her, she knew Jade wanted her dead, but why toy with her this way?..Why hurt Roy? "You did this because of jealousy..I don't understand, if you hated me so much..why....?"

Jade knew what she was asking before she even finished the question, she did not hesitate to answer, after all in a few minutes the petite woman in front of her would be dead and she wanted her to know why Roy had suffered so much, wanted her to die knowing it was because of her."Because I wanted you to suffer before you died. You are a strong woman Dinah Lance, physical pain alone is not enough to make you tremble. The threat of losing your own life is something you live with everyday. But your family..that is how to get to you, to make you feel true pain. I used Roy because I knew it would meet two ends at once, you would pay dearly before you died, knowing his suffering was because of you, and he would be eliminated at the same time."

Dinah felt sick, of all the excuses for the horror her Boyo had faced, this was so weak it was nauseating.."God, you're sick. How could you? He loved you once......"

"He had his chance to prove that, he turned his back and walked away from me..I would have trained him, he could have joined me, we could....."

Dinah refused to listen to anymore of Jade's insane reasoning. If she had been able to use her cry she would have done so and ended this quickly, but Cheshire had been careful to ensure that was never going to be an option in the very beginning, Dinah wasn't sure what the woman had done..but her cry hadn't worked since she had woken up after being brought here..she could only presume some sort of drug had been used..but she didn't need to rely solely on her cry...

Jade dodged the fist that flew towards her, spinning and kicking. The kick never had time to connect as Dinah leapt and rolled, coming up on the other side of the villainess and landing a solid blow to the middle of her back.

Cheshire grunted as the blow landed, but recovered quickly, twisting suddenly, her booted foot sweeping outwards and taking Dinah's feet out from under her.

Dinah saw the dark haired woman leap into the air towards her, she rolled quickly, and sprang to her feet as Jade landed. The blond knew letting Jade get enough time to rake her with those well manicured fingernails wasn't an option she would survive, she had to keep moving, keep out of reach, and land blows when there was an opening.

Cheshire grinned, she knew her opponent was weakened, she was merely toying with her for the moment. She spun and kicked outwards, connecting the other woman solidly in the ribs, driving her back against the wall, the rushing towards her...

A loud explosion, and a series of gunshots followed quickly by a number of smaller explosions from outside the building distracted the villainess, allowing Dinah to roll away, then come to her feet.

As soon as she heard the noise Dinah knew what it was..she'd heard the sound of explosive arrows so many times in the past that she could easily identify the sound. She allowed a small smile as she drove her heel into Cheshire gut, forcing the villainess to stagger back, quickly following with a leap, kicking out and up, bringing her foot firmly into contact with Jade's chin. The dark haired woman was shunted firmly into the banister by the blow...and a full bodied uppercut to her jaw sent her sailing over it.

Dinah slumped to her knees on the floor beside the banister, catching her breath, her whole body beginning to shake with exhaustion that swept over her now the rush of adrenalin that had powered her began to fade. She pressed her face to the rails, peering between them at the woman who lay on the ground below..she lay unmoving.

Figures burst into the room as she watched, Nightwing appeared by the woman's side, kneeling beside her..Dinah could tell by the way he checked her over, being so careful with her, that she was alive but seriously injured.

Green Arrow and Batman came into the room..the sight of Ollie, looking around frantically, then looking upwards, gaze settling on her, before racing towards the stairs, was enough to break her from her dazed state. A sudden surge of desperate urgency forcing her to her feet once more...She prayed he was still alive, a desperate mantra sounding in her head over and over as she raced towards the stairs. "Hold on Boyo, please, hold on."

end of 10

indigoskies1 @ 2006-11-20T20:30:00

2006-11-20T10:30:42Z

My sister sent me this email..true story supposidly. Some of you may have read it elsewhere, but I laughed so hard I had to share. Cat lovers will love it, cat haters will now have confirmation of the true evilness of all kitties.

We've all had trouble with our animals, but I don't think anyone can top this one:

Calling in sick to work makes me uncomfortable. No matter how legitimate my excuse, I always get the feeling that my boss thinks I'm lying.

On one recent occasion, I had a valid reason but lied anyway, because the truth was just too darned humiliating. I simply mentioned that I had sustained a head injury, and I hoped I would feel up to coming in the next day. By then, I reasoned, I could think up a doozy to explain the bandage on the top of my head.

The accident occurred mainly because I had given in to my wife's wishes to adopt a cute little kitty.

Initially, the new acquisition was no problem

Then one morning, I was taking my shower after breakfast when I heard my wife, Deb, call out to me from the kitchen.

"Honey! The garbage disposal is dead again. Please come reset it."

"You know where the button is," I protested through the shower pitter-patter and steam. "Reset it yourself!"

"But I'm scared!" she persisted. "What if it starts going and sucks me in?" There was a meaningful pause and then, "C'mon, it'll only take you a second."

So out I came, dripping wet and butt naked, hoping that my silent outraged nudity would make a statement about how I perceived her behavior as extremely cowardly.

Sighing loudly, I squatted down and stuck my head under the sink to find the button. It is the last action I remember performing.

It struck without warning, and without any respect to my circumstances. No, it wasn't the hexed disposal, drawing me into its gnashing metal teeth. It was our new kitty, who discovered the fascinating dangling objects she spied hanging between my legs.

She had been poised around the corner and stalked me as I reached under the sink. And, at the precise moment when I was most vulnerable, she leapt at the toys I unwittingly offered and snagged them with her needle-like claws. I lost all rational thought to control orderly bodily movements, blindly rising at a violent rate of speed, with the full weight of a kitten hanging from my masculine region.

Wild animals are sometimes faced with a "fight or flight" syndrome. Men, in this predicament, choose only the "flight" option. I know this from experience. I was fleeing straight up into the air when the sink and cabinet bluntly and forcefully impeded my ascent. The impact knocked me out cold.

When I awoke, my wife and the paramedics stood over me. Now there are not many things in this life worse than finding oneself lying on the kitchen floor butt naked in front of a group of "been-there, done-that" paramedics.

Even worse, having been fully briefed by my wife, the paramedics were all snorting loudly as they tried to conduct their work, all the while trying to suppress their hysterical laughter......and not succeeding.

Somehow I lived through it all. A few days later I finally made it back in to the office, where colleagues tried to coax an explanation out of me about my head injury. I kept silent, claiming it was too painful to talk about, which it was. "Wha! t's the matter?" They all asked, "Cat got your tongue?"

If they only knew!

Why is it that only the women laugh at this?

indigoskies1 @ 2006-11-20T12:51:00

2006-11-20T02:51:36Z

Title- Suffer
Summary- AU..the bunny in my head is VERY dark..not sure I'll be writing it as it demands, scares me, and I'm not even sure I'm capeable of writing stuff that dark. But Chesh is out for revenge..This is a very dark Cheshire..not a nice lady at all. Taking Lisa's que and starting with shorter ficlets and drabbles.
Characters- Cheshire, Dinah, Roy and Bats and Arrows
DC owns them

other parts can be found here- http://www.livejournal.com/tools/memories.bml?user=indigoskies1&keyword=Suffer&filter=all

Rated R-Warnings for Torture, Rape and violence.

I am writing this very tired..If I post it and it makes absolutely no sense at all, please feel free to laugh at me and tell me so..sometimes aliens take control of my brain when I write tired. I will also be taking another day or two to catch up on some much needed sleep before I tackle the next part, I want to get it right and too much is happening in my home at the moment for me to focus properly.

She crept along the corridor leading from the cell, heading in the opposite direction from the room they usually dragged them to in order inflict the torture. She had taken careful note when they took them that way, and she knew there was only that room at the end of the corridor in that direction. She had been unconscious when they had brought her here, so she did not get to see which way she was brought in from, knowing there was nothing else but that room at one end, left her with only the opposite direction to go in, making it easy for her to know where to head.

She turned a corner and found a set of stairs going upwards and followed them to a door that had been left open at the top. She flattened herself against the wall for awhile, listening carefully, then cautiously made her way through it, and into another corridor.

There was what she presumed was a large entrance, or foyer area at one end, she headed that way first. A quick glance through the drape covered window revealed what she had expected, the four men Cheshire hired..the only ones she had seen since she had been brought here..weren't the only men Cheshire had employed, outside she had briefly glimpsed a number of others.

There was no way she could get through all of them alive, no way she would be able to escape that way...and no way she was going to give up trying, an image of pain ravaged green eye's that was fixed in her mind would never allow her to take that option. She thought for a moment, then pulled out the cell phone she had taken from the man she'd had to kill, relieved to see she could get a signal for it here, when she had been unable to in the cell.

Within moments she had dialled a familiar number. She waited for the digitally modified voice to answer, and spoke quickly..knowing she didn't have time for detailed explanations, she was far too exposed here, too easily spotted. "It's Dinah, I'm leaving this on, trace the signal....." Laughter coming from some distant area inside stopped her saying more, she quickly hid the phone in a nearby potted plant, leaving the connection open, and ducked buck into to corridor she had just come from, knowing without any doubt whatsoever that help would soon be on its way, she just prayed it would arrive soon enough. In the meantime she had things to do..Cheshire would be somewhere nearby and she had every intention of finding her. Confronting that woman, and making her pay, was something no one else was going to take away from her..

end 9

indigoskies1 @ 2006-11-20T08:01:00

2006-11-19T22:01:40Z

She heard his footsteps long before the door opened, she'd been listening carefully for them, wanting to gain as much time as she could to prepare.

She reached towards the metal ring that secured the chain that bound her to the wall, and twisted it. It came away, the large metal spike it was screwed into the wall with pulling out easily. She dropped it to the floor, careful to stand so the man entering the cell could not see the hole left from where she had worked the ring out of the wall.

She knew she'd only have once chance to get this right, if she didn't hit in hard and fast she risked him yelling and alerting others..she also risked being drawn into a prolonged battle that would only serve to sap her strength, and as she was still weak from all that had happened to her and the lack of good food..she could not afford to waste energy that would be needed once she escaped from the cell.

The door opened and a man entered, she instantly felt hate boil inside her as she recognised him as being one of the men who had violated her boy...she remembered Cheshire saying his name was Justin.

"He's still alive?" Justin asked, sounding surprised. He sniggered. "Cheshire going to be pissed about that, she thought he'd be a goner for sure..figured she give you time to mope before finishing you off." he taunted, not bothering to look at the small blond woman, as he stooped to lower the tray he was carrying to the floor.

With a sudden burst of movement Dinah was on him, hands grasping his head just so..executing a move she had learned long ago, but had hoped never to have to use.

The crack of bone breaking and the strangled gurgle that came from the man sounded so much louder to her ears than it actually was. He never had a moment to prepare for her attack, he never had the chance to cry out a warning..he was gone before she lowered him to the ground.

She followed him down, kneeling beside him, taking only a brief moment to push the nausea at what she'd had to do away..One glance at the young man who's life she was fighting to save steeling her resolve that this had been necessary..and strengthening her determination to do it again.

She forced her mind to focus on one step at a time, searching pockets for a key to the cuff on her ankle, undoing it and casting aside the chain, and removing a pocket knife and cell phone from the man.

She checked the phone, but as she expected there was no signal within the cell, so she shoved it, along with the knife into the pocket of her jeans.

She dragged the body to the corner of the cell, fartherest away from her boy, then returned to kneel beside the red head, wiping his feverish brow once more with a damp cloth."Hold on for me Boyo..I'm going to get us out of here, you just need to be strong a little bit longer." she whispered..then leaned down to place a gentle kiss on part of his cheek that wasn't bruised..knowing it may be the last time she would ever see him alive.

end of 8

indigoskies1 @ 2006-11-19T17:28:00

2006-11-19T07:28:04Z

He struggled to draw breath, pain seared from his back, through to his chest, as the man holding him down leaned all his weight onto the knee between his shoulders. He cried out, trying to struggle..but pain and weakness made it impossible to fight.

Someone moved between his legs, forcing his naked thighs to part. Their laughter rang in his ears as he twisted his head just a little, forcing himself to look for the woman who had done so much for him in his life. Her image was blurred...but her eyes were fixed on his, filled with horror..but willing him strength. He silently prayed for her to look away, but his prayers were forgotten as he felt unyeilding pressure, followed by agonizing pain unlike anything he had ever experienced searing through him, as with one firm thrust he felt his body tearing..ripping with forced violation

He heard himself cry out, muscles spasming with pain...

"Shhh..it's okay."

No, not, it's not okay..so much pain, like a white hot knife sawing him apart, not okay.

"You're safe for now...."

Not safe, not safe at all. Pain, fear and panic made his whole body jerk away from the touch that brushed the side of his face.

"I've got you...."

NO!

He startled awake..terrified, coated in sweat..yet shivering with cold. But she was there, holding him, the touch on his face was hers, and her eyes looked down on his as they had done in his dreams..willing him strength. The fear eased a little, and he relaxed into her touch.

"I've got you Boyo." Dinah whispered, pulling the thin blanket further up over his shoulders as he trembled in her arms. Green eyes, hazy with fever and confusion, stared up at her, but she could feel him draw comfort from her closeness. He didn't speak, she doubted he was strong enough to. The sound of his breathing terrified her, a horrifying rattle sounded with each breath he drew, growing louder and more ominous with each passing hour.

She knew his injuries were serious, underneath the blanket viscous purple discolorations ran over his rib-cage and chest, she knew there were broken ribs, cuts and burns from the shocks applied to his body in their efforts to make him talk..The initial torture had been followed by raping him, but that hadn't been enough for them, so much more had followed afterwards. She had no idea how he was still alive...and she tried not to think about the psychological damage he would need to deal with if he survived this. She knew from experience what lay ahead, some of the demons that would haunt her boy when they got out of this. "You're safe Boyo." she whispered..knowing neither of them were, but relieved when he nodded once...so slightly she almost missed it.. then closed his eyes once more.

She didn't have to hold back the tears this time, they simply wouldn't come, there'd been enough tears shed in the last day or so since she'd been chained back in her cell and he had been dumped on the floor beside her, naked, and terrifyingly still, his jeans tossed casually on the floor near bye. But the tears she had spilled were not for herself..they were never for herself.

One of her jailors..the one man that had not been involved in the torture, but who acted as a guard..had found enough humanity in himself to concede to her request, providing her with water and wash cloths so she could clean his body as best she could. Then she had struggled to dress him in his jeans to cover his nakedness, knowing the humiliation that would follow if he had awoken to find himself left as he had been...But he hadn't woken, not properly, just fleeting forays into consciousness..then away again.

She wiped his flushed face with one of the damp cloths..mindful of the bruises and injuries that where still so raw and swollen.

They would pay for doing this to him, Cheshire thought she was beaten, but she wasn't. She had worked hard to ensure that fact in the last few hours, the torn flesh that marred her fingers attested to that...They'd come with food soon, and she would be prepared, she would get them out of here..or she would die trying..and she'd make damned sure if that was to be her fate she would be taking some of them out with her..

end of 7

indigoskies1 @ 2006-11-19T11:05:00

2006-11-19T01:05:12Z

She felt her whole body trembling with the shock of what she had been forced to witness. She had refused to shed but a few tears for herself, but as she stared at the young man who held her heart as dearly as any natural son could....silent, shaking, sitting slumped in the chair he was tied into, covered with his own blood..tears flowed freely down her cheeks, soaking into the gag that quieted her muffled cries.

He struggled for each breath, chest heaving, unable to lift his head to face his tormentor any longer. His fiery red hair was matted with blood and sweat, and his entire body shook so violently that he could hear his teeth chattering as if he were caught in a snow drift. His arms and torso were covered with cuts, bruises, small burns and viscous raised, red welts from the sting of the whip that had been used against him earlier, his shirt now tattered scraps of bloody material laying on the floor nearby, leaving him clad only in the jeans that he had been wearing when he was captured..

"Just tell me where she is Roy and this will all be over." Jade said, already knowing what his answer would be. She had underestimated him a little, she had believed him to be weaker than this..thought he would have broken by know. As she expected he shook his head almost imperceptibly, and she rose from where she had been sitting on the corner of the desk watching the proceedings, to go to him,. grabbing a chunk of his hair to pull his head back so she could look into his eyes.

Bruises marred his handsome face, deep purple ones..one eye was swollen almost closed, but he still managed to fix a glare in her direction, although she harboured doubts that he was truly focusing properly....She made sure to pull his head around far enough that the woman tied to the other chair in the room could see the damage that had been vested upon the young man, pleased she had managed to draw the woman to tears..though she knew the tears did not mean she had won, she had not broken her either..not yet anyway.

"D..do you think I'm an i..idiot?" he stammered, knowing full well Cheshire would never let them both walk away from this. Knowing Dinah was watching, knowing he wasn't alone, somehow gave him strength..not that he would ever give Cheshire the information she was after whether he was alone or not.

She laughed. "I won't answer that question." she mocked.."You always had fire lover, I'll grant you that, plenty of balls, not quite so many brains." she said, suddenly leaning down to capture his lips with her mouth, making the kiss bruising, punishing, crushing his already swollen lips against his teeth...

With a sudden yelp, she jumped back, pressing the back of her hand to her mouth..the sight of blood on the back it from her now throbbing lip bringing rage flooding into her features "YOU BIT ME!!!!" she yelled, shocked..letting out an enraged growl.

The sound of the slap reverberated around the room, Roy's head jolted painfully from the force of the blow, his entire cheek burning white hot..then turning numb with the sting.

"Nobody draws blood from me like that and gets away with it....." Cheshire yelled, struggling to control the anger she was engulfed in. She looked across the room to where three other men stood, eyes settling on two that stood side by side..one with a broken nose and deep scratches down the side of his face, that had a desire to harm the red head for personal reasons..and the other who had spoken to her earlier.."Justin..your earlier request is granted. Allow Brad some time as well." She snapped, ignoring the grins that appeared on the two men's faces. "She must be left to watch though." she added indicating with a nod of her head towards Dinah, before leaving the room, she had no desire to see this particular punishment carried out.

end of 6

indigoskies1 @ 2006-11-19T10:42:00

2006-11-19T00:42:02Z

"What do you mean she wasn't there?!" Cheshire demanded. She couldn't believe what these fools were telling her. She had been gone for only three days, leaving careful instructions as to what needed to be done..instructions the four men in front of her should have easily been able to follow. She had hand picked them, she had trained them, she had paid them highly for competency...and still they had failed!

"Like we said, only the man was home..the kid wasn't anywhere to be seen."A man with a large plaster over the bridge of a very swollen nose said, clearly irritated.

"Shut up Brad!" the man next to him growled..the last thing he wanted was for the other man to irritate Cheshire further, he knew only to well what the result of upsetting the assassin could be.

"Surveillance indicated she was there! You idiots..she was probably hiding somewhere..." Cheshire snapped, eyes narrowing in anger and frustration. She cursed silently that she had not taken care of this task herself..she should never have accepted the contract that had called her away. Leaving the task to others had been foolish.

"We looked..Once we took the guy down, we searched the apartment. I'm telling you, she wasn't there." Brad snapped, frustrated with trying to make Cheshire listen to the reason they hadn't brought the child back as instructed, if the kid wasn't there, she wasn't there! There wasn't anything they could have done about that.

With a sudden burst of deadly fury, Jade lashed out, feeling warm, sticky flesh curl under her nails from the man's face, he screamed, dropping to the floor, and writhing in agony. "Next time you chose to speak to me in that manner you will die. Be grateful the toxin merely causes great pain and not death." Cheshire spat venomously, staring for a moment at the writhing figure on the floor, then leveling a warning gaze at the others in the room, making them know the threat was meant for all.

"We'll go back for the kid Cheshire..if she's there we'll find her."

"No Carson, I know my former lover well, he will have a contingency plan in place in the event of something happening to him, I have little doubt others have already been contacted, my daughter will be safe..These idiots have merely given us more work to do.....You'll work on persuading him to tell you where she is, and who will be shielding her from me by now." Jade said, turning to leave the room..pausing as she reached the doorway to turn back towards the man "Oh, and Carson, don't kill him, yet....and make her watch." she added, a deadly smile twitching at the corners of her lips.

_______________________________________________________

The incoming call was showing as coming from Arsenal's cell phone, not a caller she got often..But considering the fact that a certain operative of hers had vanished almost a week earlier..it was a call she was hoping heralded news she wanted to hear. It did puzzle her however that it was her personal number he had called..not Oracle.

She began to answer the call...childish sobs from the caller immediately caused a wave of concern to grip her..

"Lian?..Sweety where's your daddy?"

"T..the bad men came..."

The child's voice was drowned out by more sobs..Barbara's fingers were already dancing over the keyboard.."Where are you honey?" she asked, keeping the concern from her voice, she knew Dinah had shown Lian how to bring up this number from the list of numbers on her fathers cellphone, and had repeatedly tested the child to ensure she would remember how to call if an emergency arose. Dinah had theorised correctly that Barbara..or Oracle..would be always contactable, whereas there was always the possibility that Dinah or Ollie may not always be able to take a call for various reasons.

"A..at m..my home..h..hiding like daddy s..showed me..I'm scared." The little girl sobbed, her voice contained to a frightened, broken whisper.

Barbara winced at the fear in the child's voice. "I know you are Sweety, but it's going to be okay. Where are the bad men now?" the redhead asked, keeping her voice calm and reassuring as she located one of the heroes she knew was in New York, and text the details to him.

"Don't know.. its all quiet now, but d..daddy hasn't c..come to get me."

"Sweety, just stay where you are, Uncle Nightwing is coming to help you." Barbara reassured.

"'kay..tell him to hurry." Lian replied, her voice now slightly more confidant at the mention of her favourite Uncle.

"I will honey, don't hang up the phone okay?"

"I w..won't. Tell Uncle Nightwing he h..has to help my daddy first."

"I will sweetheart.. he'll be there very soon, don't worry." Barbara replied, finding herself a little bit awed that as terrified as the child sounded, her first worry was not for herself, but for her father...Dinah was right, this little girl was very special.

end of 5

indigoskies1 @ 2006-11-18T15:51:00

2006-11-18T05:51:58Z

She'd had time to recover slightly, enough that they had felt the need to secure her by one ankle to a chain that was fastened to a metal ring in the wall, she'd spent some time testing the chain and the ring to see if there was any weaknesses she could take advantage of..but there appeared to be none. After securing her that way they had left her alone, not returning to her in two day's other than to leave her food and water.

The cell was cold and dark, only a small 50cm square, bared window, high on one wall, and a dull fluorescent light that flickered constantly lit the room..It contained the mattress they had left her, a thin blanket and a toilet, but nothing else, not even a wash basin for her to wash her hands. She had asked for extra water with which to bath, but had been laughed at. The best she could do for hygiene was to set aside a small amount of drinking water to wash her hands.

She had spent some time trying to understand why Cheshire was doing this, yes, she knew the woman hated her, she had always hated Dinah's involvement in her daughters life, but it made no sense that she would not simply kill her to begin with. This game she played, torturing her the way she had..there seemed to be no rational behind it, especially as she had overheard the villainess instruct her torturers not to go too far, she wanted her kept alive.

Kept alive for what? She had no idea, Jade hadn't asked her any questions, hadn't requested anything of her that would require the use of torture to loosen her tongue..In her lucid moments Dinah had asked for answers that were never given..she drew the line at pleading for them though, it would be a cold day in hell before she would plead for anything from that woman.

Eventually she had given up thinking about the why's and wherefores of her current situation, it was obvious Jade had gone to painstaking lengths to plan this, and she would no doubt reveal the answers when she thought they would have the most impact. Trying to find reason for what Jade was doing was futile, whatever the reason it made sense in Cheshire's sociopathic mind, and that was all that mattered.

Voices echoing down the corridor outside the cell snapped her away from her thoughts. She usually only heard footsteps when they came with her food, but this time she could hear agitated voices, followed by the sounds of a scuffle..someone was yelling about someone else 'waking up' and to 'hold him down'..followed by more yelling and cursing..then quiet...

It wasn't until the footsteps reached the door that she could make out more conversation, as well as the sound of something heavy being dragged along.

"Bastard..think he broke Brad's nose?..."

"Yeah..think so.."

The door was unlocked, and flung open..Dinah pushed herself to her feet ignoring the protesting of sore and stiff muscles to stand, head held high to face the men, who she felt certain had some unpleasant reason for coming for her.

It took her by surprise when the two men who entered dragged an unconscious figure with them and dropped him unceremoniously onto the floor.

"ROY!" She lunged forward in an attempt to reach the young man, frustrated by the chain that wouldn't allow her to get close enough. "What the hell have you done to him?!"

One of the men launched a kick into the redheads ribs, the dull thud as the boot impacted, followed by a low moan from the young man made the other man snigger.

"Leave him alone!" Dinah yelled.

"The asshole deserved it." The second man growled, then seeing the look of raw anger directed at him, he shrugged, grinning at the defiant spark in the eye of the woman who was not only covered in cuts and bruises, but chained as well. "Give him an hour and he'll come out of it..just doped that's all.."the man sniggered again. "Cheshire thought you might like the company....He's a pretty boy, I'll admit to a degree of envy..have fun with your new toy.". As he moved to leave he paused, casting an eye over the young man on the ground once more, then threw her a look of suggestive intent "Maybe I can convince the boss to let me have some fun with him when you've finished playing with him."

"Shut your filthy mouth!"

More laughter reverberated around the cell before the door closed behind them and the men were gone. Leaving Dinah to feel the cold fear that enveloped her heart as she gazed at the young man on the floor in front of her...knowing the stakes in whatever insane game Cheshire was playing had just risen frighteningly high.

end of 4

indigoskies1 @ 2006-11-18T10:27:00

2006-11-18T00:27:56Z

She could hear them approaching, hear them laughing as they drew closer. She tried not to groan as she attempted to push herself upright, swallowing back the burning bile that surged into the back of her parched throat as agony slammed into her.

Her whole body trembled, and her arms began to spasm as they took her weight in her effort to rise..dropping her back to the cold concrete floor of the cell.

She squeezed her eyes shut tightly as the tears welled, she would not cry, would never give them the satisfaction of seeing her break that way.

The door opened, and two men entered, she drew a sharp breath..even that small movement sending a wave of pain slicing through her body..her breath hitched with the surge of agony, but she refused to cry out, as she steeled herself for the torture was sure would soon follow.

To her surprise they did not approach her, one throwing a thin mattress and blanket on the floor, the other setting down a jug of water and a bowl of the grey sludge that had been her sole nourishment for the days she had been here...was it days? Or perhaps even weeks? She had no idea anymore, the concept of time passing had faded long ago, she lived only in the deep well of endless nausea and pain that seemed to make all time blur into a wave of endless agony.

"You're lucky bitch..Boss say's you get a day or two down time. Even get to enjoy a few creature comforts." one man laughed, indicating the mattress..not that his captive could see, he noted she was either keeping her eyes closed and refusing to look his way, or had lapsed back into unconsciousness..he didn't care which. "She has a big surprise in store for you, wants you with it enough to enjoy it."

The statement brought a laugh from both men as they turned to leave. It was only when the cell door had closed behind them, and she had heard their footsteps fade into the distance that she finally allowed a soft sob to escape her.

end of 3

indigoskies1 @ 2006-11-18T08:22:00

2006-11-17T22:22:45Z

Title- Suffer
Summary- AU..the bunny in my head is VERY dark..not sure I'll be writing it as it demands, scares me. But Chesh is out for revenge..This is a very dark Cheshire..nor a nice lady at all. Taking Lisa's que and starting with shorter ficlets and drabbles.
Characters- Cheshire, Dinah, Roy and Bats and Arrows
DC owns them

other parts can be found here- http://www.livejournal.com/tools/memories.bml?user=indigoskies1&keyword=Suffer&filter=all

Rated R- (not so much the first couple of parts..but later on Warnings for Torture, Rape and violence.)

She watched with interest as the last shock shuddered through the blond's body. It fascinated her just how much pain the woman had been able to take, yet even though she slumped in the chair..held upright only by the restraints that bound her to it..Cheshire knew she still was not broken.

And when the battered woman drew a shuddering breath and forced her head up high..Jade could still see that look of defiance in the one eye that was not swollen shut.

It was a look that made her laugh..a look that she hoped would still be there for awhile yet, after all there was as much enjoyment in watching her be broken as there would be when she finally did break.

"Enough for now Carson..I've tired of the game for today. Return her to her cell, we'll start again in the morning." she instructed the woman's torturer, rising and indicating with a wave of her hand for the other three men in the room to step forward and assist with removing the woman to her cell.

Four strong, healthy men to guard one battered, weakened woman...it may sound like overkill, but Cheshire knew better.

end of 2

indigoskies1 @ 2006-11-17T17:28:00

2006-11-17T07:28:01Z

supposed to be a drabble, but it's 19 words over sorry.

Title- No Longer a Boy
Summary- Roy used to find Batman intimidating.
Pairing- Roy/Bruce
Prompt- 22- confidence
DC owns them
Rated R

There was a time when he would have made the boy tremble with only a glance..

A time when those green eyes would widen in awe when he spoke.

He remembered the boy would have trouble meeting his eyes...he was never quite sure if the cause was childish nervousness, or the lack of confidence from a troubled youth.

But the green eyes that looked up at him now, no longer had difficulty meeting his..

And as he groaned under sensations that seared through his body at that touch..he could not help but smile at the irony that it was now he who was the one trembling..

That boy was now a man..and confidence was something he no longer lacked.

end

indigoskies1 @ 2006-11-17T16:25:00

2006-11-17T06:25:21Z

Title- Suffer
Summary- AU..the bunny in my head is VERY dark..not sure I'll be writing it as it demands, scares me. But Chesh is out for revenge..This is a very dark Cheshire..nor a nice lady at all. Taking Lisa's que and starting with shorter ficlets and drabbles.
Characters- Cheshire, Dinah, Roy and Bats and Arrows
DC owns them

Rated R- (not so much the first couple of parts..but later on Warnings for Torture, Rape and violence.)

She pressed into the rooftop alcove, blending with the shadows there. She was so close to taking the next step in her plan, there was no way she could risk being discovered right now.

She'd been working on this for weeks, even going so far as to turn down two very lucrative contracts so that she could focus solely on this case. There was no financial gain to be made here..no..But she would gain something worth far more to her instead.

She would gain her revenge against the woman who had taken what was hers...

But revenge wouldn't come quickly...First this woman would suffer for what she had taken from her...

And when she thought she could stand to suffer no more..then she would bring him to her and make her watch as she killed him slowly and painfully in front of her.

Finally she would kill her as well...

And once they were both dead, and there was no one left to stand in her way... then she would finally take back what was rightfully hers.

end part 1

indigoskies1 @ 2006-11-15T07:38:00

2006-11-14T21:38:09Z

Okay, never written slash like this before but it's the first part of a request by ceder-echo for Dick/Roy smut..If I drop the ball let me know so I can avoid the same mistakes in the future..nervous for two reasons, it's slash..and I don't normally write slash, and it's Dick and gods I struggle with writing him well. Okay, posting and hideing. Thanks Lisa for you support and encouragement with this.

Title- Missed You
Summary- An AU smut fic with only slight references to canon..Roy's in the league and he's just started wearing the Red Arrow suit that's been gracing the covers of JLofA..but that's as far as the canon goes. He's paying Dick a visit for the first time since he donned the new costume.

Prompt- 59 Best Friends
Pairing- Roy/Dick
DC owns them
Rated R- Mature readers, Slash, smut warnings

Dick eyed the crimson clad figure in his living room, not quite able to hide the grin that threatened to erupt. It had been weeks since he had seen the archer last, weeks in which big changes had occurred for both of them, but by the looks of things there was slightly more changes in his friends life than his own..and that didn't include the marksman's new found membership on the justice league."The new costume looks cool." he finally said, trying hard not to find too much amusement in the red Robin Hood costume that was so very familiar in it's style.

"You think?" Arsenal asked, cocking one eyelid, his own smile showing clearly, he hadn't been able to resist dropping in here after finishing up a case that had brought him into the area, especially when he had noticed the light in Dick's apartment was on and knowing that would mean the acrobat had finished patrol and was home.

"Yeah, I think.....Guessing things must be good between you and Ollie." the acrobat replied, nodding his approval of that, anything that kept his friend and his mentor on talking terms had to be good.

"What makes you think that short pants?" Arsenal asked, eyes sparkling, a warm chuckle bubbling forth at the 'have you looked at yourself in the mirror lately' look Dick cast in his direction.. "We're pretty cool at the moment. And yeah..the new threads are a nod to the old man." he added, taking off the mask and tossing it onto the nearby kitchen table

Dick took a moment to slowly circle the archer casting a thorough eye over the new look. "Maybe I should pay homage to Bruce by changing my costume as well..I could be the Blue Bat or something...." Dick said, laughing at his own joke as he stopped in front of his friend once again.

Roy sniggered. "Or maybe you could take a step back in time a little..Red, yellow and green would really jazz the old Bat suit up." he said, cackling at the statement like it was the funniest thing he'd heard all week.

"Idiot!" Dick said, grinning more at the archers mirth than at the lame joke, loving the honest happiness displayed. He'd really missed that laugh.

"You could modify the costume and go back to the shor....."

"Don't even say it!" Dick cut in, the amusement in his voice fading a little, not wanting to be reminded of that particular costume travesty.

"Aww..and you have such great legs too." Roy laughed, feeling incredibly happy to be in his friend/'brother'/lovers company again, the world had thrown way too many twists and turns at them lately, and it had been far two long since they had seen each other.

Dick's eyes darkened slightly as he watched the redhead, his voice taking on a serious tone. "I've missed you Roy." he said softly.

"Yeah?" the archer asked, growing quiet, his grin dropping, his heart suddenly beginning to beat a little faster..trying not to read more into that look then there was.

"Yeah." Dick affirmed, eyes flicking over the length of the redheads body, then back to his face, blue eye's locking with green, leaving no doubt about the hidden message behind the words.

Roy cleared his throat softly, blood now racing through his veins, heat flushing over his body as familiar sensations were released at the memories that look provoked."How much?" he replied, voice dropping low and seductive.

With a warm, soft chuckle the dark haired acrobat took the cue provided in the tone of that voice and pounced forward with enough force to drive the archer back against the wall behind him, pinning him there as his mouth devoured his lover's, one hand cupping the back of the archer's head the other going around the redheads back anchoring him against him, annoyed when the quiver the archer was wearing impeded his movement somewhat, even so, he threw everything he had into that kiss, wanting to remind Roy exactly what he had been missing, plundering his tongue deep, drawing a shuddering moan from the archer before moving back to look into his face, breathing heavily and grinning as he waited for the redhead to open his eyes and look at him.

Roy fixed his gazed on those needy blue eyes, breathing raggedly as he took a moment to drink in the sight of blatant want on his lovers face."Missed you too boy wonder." he managed to growl out hoarsely, moving back for another kiss, more than a little confused when Dick pulled his head back away.

"Lose the quiver." Dick croaked, voice somewhere between pleading and demanding.

"The quiver?"

"To start with.".

"Thought you said you liked the costume?" Roy quipped, already sliding his arms from the straps.

"I do..but for now I like the idea of it not being on you, much more."

"Really?" there was eagerness and completely unrestrained excitement in the reply, as the redhead quickly rid him self of the offending quiver, setting it to one side and finding himself instantly pressed back against the wall again. He eagerly responded to the mouth that once more possessed his, this time more prepared, tongue pushing past the acrobats teeth and entwining with his lover's. He tugged the acrobats shirt upwards and slid his hands over the bare skin underneath..Gasping as the kiss was broken, then groaning as Dick moved to scrape his teeth gently over that spot...the one near his ear that always melted him..following the nip with a swirl of his tongue..hands everywhere."God, you're so damn eager!"

"Been too long." Dick murmured against his neck, hands fumbling with the unfamiliar clasp of the new costumes belt..He groaned softly, pausing to pull away a little. "There's nothing that's going to blow up, or stab me, or shoot one of us in this one is there?" he asked suddenly concerned, remembering just whose pants he was trying to break into..removing the marksman belt could well be fraught with hidden danger.

Roy laughed..a familiar deep, warm laugh that drew a smile from his lover as the acrobat drew back to study the clasp more closely. "Not this one flyboy..." he said, quickly undoing the buckle himself.

Dick's pulled up the archers shirt, hands sliding quickly under the tunic, moving eagerly across hard muscled flesh, tracing across familiar scars and over taunt nipples, his mouth finding the spots on the archers neck that he remembered well..the ones that had him writhing under his touch in moments. Somehow the tunic found it's way off the redhead and onto the floor and he pressed himself closer, hips thrusting against his lovers, the hardness he felt almost painful as he throbbed with need and anticipation, guessing that the redheads reaction would be matching his. He felt a faint surge of annoyance that the pants of the archers new costume were tight enough to mask that reaction to his touch...but unbuttoning the pants and sliding his hand past the waist band confirmed the fact..and the gasp from his lover and the desperation in the thrust into his hand as he stroked over the hard shaft left no doubt at all.

"God..Dick.." Roy moaned shuddering at the touch of his lovers hands..the flick of his tongue on his skin and the gentle scrape of teeth that set his whole body on fire"So damn hungry." he managed to croak.

Dick paused, chuckling softly against the redheads skin. "Hope you mean hungry for me eagle eyes..'cause you know I keep jack shit in my fridge." he teased.

With a sudden low, dangerous growl the archer moved, somehow catching the acrobat off guard and swapping their positions so Dick was now the one pressed against the wall, arching into the redheads touch..groaning into the mouth that held his captured in a bruising kiss.

Backed against the wall, there was nowhere else for Dick to go, not that he was willing to go anywhere at that moment. He let himself melt into the kiss, unwilling to pull away from the hand that cupped the back of his head, holding him firmly in place as the archers tongue plundered his mouth, tasting deeply..

Roy used one hand to again push under the material of Dick's T-shirt, lifting it to press skin against skin, then reached down with the other hand to cup and rub the hard arousal through the sweat pants, dragging a needy groan from his lover, a firm thrust of Dicks hips into that touch enough to drag a moan from him as well. He grabbed the hem of the shirt and moved to rid of the rest of the fabric between them, braking the kiss just long enough to see the shirt tossed to the floor next to his, then dropped his head to nip and suck his way along Dick's collarbone and downwards, lightly scraping his teeth over one temptingly erect nipple and dragging a breathless whimper from his lover.

Dick pressed his head back against the wall, eyes squeezed tightly closed as he gave himself over to the feeling of Roy's warm tongue swirling around that nipple, then moving to the next to give it the same attention, before steadily moving downwards, his mouth and those familiar calloused archers fingers blazing a red hot trail of sensation over Dicks’s chest and abdomen, before dropping to his knees and nuzzling his way along the line of short dark hair that ran from Dick's navel into his paints..The sweat pants suddenly found a place on the floor around Dicks ankles, Roy paused for a moment, sucking in a breath at the sight of him..hard and hot and pulsing gently.

Dick forced his eyes to open and looked down at the archer, his breath coming in short desperate gasps, his heart beating as though it would burst from his chest and any moment. Their eyes locked briefly..he saw how dark the green eyes were that looked up at him, shuddering at knowing exactly what that look meant..knowing how badly he was wanted. He gasped loudly, throwing his head back again and pressing back against the wall, grateful that support was there as his legs shuddered at the feeling of the firm hand that wrapped around him and the sudden wet heat of the tongue that licked over the tip of his cock. His hands went to the top of Roy's head, fingers entwined in the red locks, hips thrusting without control as the archer closed his lips fully over him "Shit Ro..." the gentle scrap of teeth, the swirl of a hot wet tongue over his tip, delving slightly into the slit, took his voice away, forcing him to gasp in a breath and rock into that ready, willing mouth. His heart was racing as fast as any workout could make it, and he groaned as Roy's other hand...the one not already wrapped around his throbbing shaft... closed around his passion hardened balls, index finger held straight out, rubbing the sensitive skin near his back entrance as he massaged, the touch firing electricity throughout every nerve ending in his body.

Roy felt the tension building in his lover, he was tempted to stop..knowing his needs where reaching painful intensity themselves..but with only the slightest hesitation he increased the assault on Dick's senses, moaning around the hard cock in his mouth, feeling the vibrations of that sound have an instant effect on the other man, causing the hands in his hair to clench firmly..There'd be time for him later, and god it felt good to know he still had this effect of the acrobat.

Dick felt his climax building..the muscles in his abdomen clenching and beginning to spasm, his legs shaking uncontrollably, his cock hardening even more as it began to throb. He bit his lip to keep himself from crying out, but was only partly successful in the attempt as blissful spasms wracked his body and the world faded away to white.

Roy heard and felt him reach his peak, not stopping the sensual assault until every drop was swallowed, tongue once again swirling over the tip, removing every last bit. He moved back slowly, panting and grinning, as Dick sank to his knees, the dark haired man's whole body trembling..eyes tightly closed. Roy wrapped his arms around him, pulling him against his chest and maneuvering them so he could lean back against the wall, holding his lover to him. He pressed a kiss to the ebony hair, and combed his fingers through the dark, sweat dampened locks, holding him close as the last of the shivery spasms left his lovers body.

Finally Dick gained enough control to move back slightly, giving a soft chuckle as something caught his eye. "Shit we didn't even get as far as getting your pants off" he murmured.

Roy chuckled, still running his fingers through Dick's hair "I'll expect that to be corrected soon enough." he said, dropping a kiss to Dick's sweat damp brow."But first, you need some recovery time....and I need a shower." he added as an after thought, wrinkling his nose, he'd been in the armor for hours and knew he smelt of sweat and hard work..not that Dick seemed to mind though.

"Told'ja I missed you." Dick murmured, feeling completely relaxed in the familiar protective touch of his lover.

"Told'ja I missed ya back." Roy replied, voice low and gentle, hands stroking over Dick's chest and side, deciding to stay where he was for the time being, the shower could wait..even though he was still hard and eager, he could hold off for a little while, spend a few minutes holding Dick, realising just how much he had missed this closeness between them and silently resolving to make damned sure they somehow found the time to do this more often.

end of part A, part B in a few days.

indigoskies1 @ 2006-11-14T12:47:00

2006-11-14T02:47:28Z

To understand this fic you will need to first read "Forced Reactions" written by greeneylove- http://greeneyelove.livejournal.com/46158.html?#cutid1

Other parts live here- http://www.livejournal.com/tools/memories.bml?user=indigoskies1&keyword=Aftermath&filter=all

Title- Aftermath (I'm looking for a new title to this fic if anyone has any ideas..this title has been used already by someone else, so I've just discovered, and as the other fic covers a simular subject I really should change my title.)
Summary- Following on from the ficlet Lisa wrote called "Forced Reactions" (link is at the top) Thanks to Lisa for the bunny. This fic is set in Lisaverse..an AU universe where Roy and Lian live in Gotham and Roy and Cassandra Cain are in a relationship (Cass has been aged for all Lisaverse fics to around 21 yrs old)

DC Owns all characters.
Warntings..Rated R NC 17+ Strong adult situations and themes incl discussions of rape.

Unbetta'd and not checked very closely..too tired, eyes are kinda blurry so sorry if there are errors..anthing really jumps out that need fixing let me know and I'll correct it tomorrow.

Ollie paused in his pacing, running a hand through his hair in agitation. "He won't like it....Shit Dinah, the last thing he needs is to find out you've gone behind his back on this...."

"Well what else was I supposed to do Ollie? You tell me that because I have no idea."

Ollie shook his head and returned to pacing anxiously. "Give him time..he would have come around..."

"It's been three months since those tapes arrived..since we found out the truth..." Dinah said firmly.

The archer stopped in his tracks and turned to face her, hands on hips..he looked at the kitchen floor for a long moment, then shook his head. "I know, I know...."

"There's a child involved here Ollie..his child." Dinah replied, stepping close to him and reaching out a hand to lay on his arm.

"Dammit! I know that as well..I tried to talk to him about it...."

"We all have, he knows what has to be done, he just isn't letting himself accept it yet, but he can't keep putting it off forever." Dinah said, stepping closer to him, she wanted him to understand that she was doing what she felt was best for the young man they both felt bound to. "He's going to understand Ollie, he's grown into too good a man not to see the right in this." she added, wrapping her arms around his waist and stepping in to hug him, wishing she could simply erase the worry that showed so clearly in his eyes..but knowing full well it was worry that was justified.

"He didn't want anyone else to know, and I sure as hell can understand that." Ollie said quietly, returning the hug, needing the reassurance that this would all work out in the long run, it seemed as if they had been trapped in the horror of this situation forever..and whilst Roy seemed to be coping well and actually getting on with life having dealt with the revealing of his secret the best he could, Ollie knew it was only surface appearances, the younger archer steadfastly refused to discuss or accept the possibility of there being another child that needed him, despite confirmation of that fact in Chesire's letter that had been sent with the tape he had received, as well as intelligence that had been uncovered by Oracle that confirmed the existence of a very young infant in Jade's possession.. The fact that he wouldn't talk to even Cass about that information showed that surface appearances where very deceiving...underneath....Ollie had no doubt the younger man wasn't coping at all, no matter what he wanted others to beleive, and Ollie really did not want to add to his son's problems by moving on this before Roy was ready to deal with things properly.

"People are going to ask questions Ollie..He suddenly turns up with another child and tongues are going to wag. We couldn't find her without help, Oracle had been trying everything she could think of to track her down, she had completely disappeared." Dinah explained, stepping back to look up into the archers face, eyes pleading for understanding, yet firm in her decision.

"We already had Dick doing what he could, bringing in Bruce and Helena?" He shook his head again, knowing Roy would be hurt to know this had been discussed with Batman and Huntress. "There was no one else though Pretty Bird?" He asked, praying that was all.

Dinah shook her head. "That's all, I kept it contained to the Birds and the Bat's" she reinforced, it hurt her to know this would upset her Boyo, but she knew him too well, he would be holding everything under the surface and it would eat away at him until it all fell apart, she wasn't going to let it get to that point, if taking control of this herself was what she had to do to bring an end to the situation quickly so that Roy could truly begin to deal with things and move past what happened, then that's what she had to do. He may be angry with her at first, but she was willing to take that on board in order to let him get his life moving in the right direction as quickly as possible."It was the right thing to do Ollie..you know he wouldn't have been able to live with not looking for her, no matter what he's been saying, he won't be able to live with himself if we don't get that baby away from her." she added softly.

Ollie let out another sigh, still holding her close with one arm and reaching up to brush a strand of hair back from her face with the other hand, trying not to allow himself to think anymore into the closeness they now shared then the mutual concern they held for their 'son' "I know, I'd hoped he would have come around to the idea sooner..he's not even acknowledging there's a kid caught up in this....."

"He'll come round, you'll see..once we bring the baby home safely things will settle." Dinah replied, resting her head against his broad chest, swallowing the lump that had formed at the base of her throat at the emotions being so near to him brought, as well as the worry for their boy that she was trying hard to hide from him.

"God I hope you're right Pretty Bird, I really do." Ollie muttered, laying his cheek on the top of her head, closing his eye's and letting her warmth and scent wash over him, easing his fears slightly.

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She moved quietly through the thick grove of trees, cursing under her breath at the sticky heat, humidity and dense undergrowth that made her progress almost unbearably slow, she'd been headed in this direction for over an hour now and it felt like it had been days. "God..why did I have to be the one to get the dirty work" She muttered, seemingly to herself.

"You know why..You're almost there anyway." A voice responded in the ear peice she was wearing.

She grumbled some more and let go a few angrily muttered curse words as she continued to push forward, finally stumbling onto a spot where the forest seemed to open up revealing a large, well fortified home that seemed to exist in the middle of nowhere."Hey..I see it!"

"Stay hidden, don't get too close she'll have security pretty high in the surrounding vicinity. Stay back, settle in and observe." the voice warned.

"Hope this doesn't take too damn long." the dark haired beauty muttered as she carefully selected a position where she could oversee the home and the grounds around it, yet remain well hidden, settling in for what could be a long wait. "You think the info will pan out." she asked lifting a small set of binoculars to her eyes.

"She'll be there, as soon as she turns up give the signal..Canary and Batgirl are ready to go."

"I still think Arsenal should be in on this." Helena said, she knew Roy hadn't been informed of this assignment..and although she didn't always see eye to eye with the archer, she still respected the other hero, she still felt he had a right to know what was going on here seeing as it concerned him.

"We have to let Canary be the judge of that, she knows where his head is at the moment."

"Yeah I know...." she replied, sighing as she pilled out a water flask and took a swig of water, she had voiced her opinion to Dinah on the matter..and had been quickly shot down by the older woman..maybe Canary was right, maybe Roy wasn't ready to deal with this yet, but if that was the case she couldn't help thinking they should have waited until he was ready..but then what would she know, she wouldn't have even been told what had happened between the archer and Cheshire if she hadn't refused to assist if she didn't know all the facts. "This bitch is gonna pay, she'll regret stepping on Canary's toes." she growled, raising the binoculars once more to survey the grounds below.

"Just make contact when the time's right." the voice in her ear demanded. "And she's going to have more than Canary to deal with when this comes to a head."

end of 11

indigoskies1 @ 2006-11-13T13:13:00

2006-11-13T03:13:34Z

Title- Um none yet have no idea as I was never going to post this so I didn't really think about it, open to suggestions.
Summary- Set just after Roy's recovery from his shooting injuries in Outsiders, before Dick became a ass again.
Pairing- Dick/Roy
DC owns them
Rated PG

This was a rejected fic that Lisa- greeneyelove asked me to post...otherwise it was going to be deleted. I'm not happy with it but Lisa likes it so I agreed to post it.

The soft spikes of red hair tickled his fingers as he gently combed them through it, he had been wearing it short these days, too short..It had gained a bit of growth over the three months he'd been sidelined, but to Dick's disappointment he had cropped it short again.

He had long ago given some thought to these changes..the different costumes, the hair...at one stage there were even piercings.The tattoo was the confirmation he needed, and the changes after Donna's death had simply reaffirmed what he'd already deduced, he understood now that the changes followed life altering moments in his lovers life.

They dealt with things very differently from each other..he tended to draw away, bury himself in work, it was that tendency that hurt not only himself, but those he loved most.

Roy was different to him, very much so, his way of coping gave him a need to draw close, to feel the reassurance from those he loved that they were there for him, he'd been left to cope on his own far too much in his life...and Dick realised he had failed him there also.

It wasn't as though he ever forgot how important his lover was to him, he hadn't, and he never would. But the truth was that somewhere deep inside he had thought drawing away would somehow protect himself from the hurt that came with loss..He'd faced to much loss in his life and each time it got harder, not easier.

He'd known that was the cause of his keeping the archer at arms length all these months, he was hurting still from burying another friend and he could not bare the thought of feeling such intense pain again.

But he almost had.....

And the shock of it made him realize that drawing away would never have stopped the pain. Pushing his friend away was a selfish act on his part..

All it had done was cause more hurt, and Roy didn't deserve that.

And he didn't deserve to still hold his lovers heart in his hands when he had treated him so wrongly.

The warm body curled up against his chest..held securely in his arms, stirred, tensing and snuggling closer, pressing firmly against his side. He closed his eyes..a lump forming in the base of his throat as he imagined he could feel the scars that marred that lean muscled chest pressing against his skin....

He could be have been facing that pain again...only this time it would have been worse knowing the hurt he had caused for all those months when he'd kept away. He might never have had the opportunity to be with him like this again..he might never have been given the chance to show him how sorry he was..

He drew a deep breath to push down the emotion that surged inside him and wrapped his arms a little firmer around those warm, broad shoulders, the action enough to stir his lover from sleep. The archer lifted his head..startled awake, far too much worry in the sleepy green eyes that looked into his face.

"I'm not going anywhere..I've got you." he whispered, stroking his lovers hair again and pulling him gently back to his chest, releived when with little encouragement the redhead settled back to sleep. "I'm never going anywhere again." he promised pressing a soft, lingering kiss to the red locks..silently praying he had the strength to keep that promise.

end