Daughter of The Bat and The Amazon

Being back at school would bring hopefully a some positive changes. But for now some old habits die hard. Here she was in the training space practicing combos on the bag. 

She only stopped when someone approached her. 

“Do you need something?” She asked wondering if they wanted the bag or something specifically from her. 

“I’m back,” he nodded with a large grin. Jack couldn’t shake the happy feeling he had just by seeing the brunette again. When he had heard about the kidnappings, he’d gotten worried about Amy and Donnie, but he couldn’t come back immediately. Jack was here now, though.

“For you,” he handed her the flowers. “Are you busy right now?” The male asked, quickly looking around the hallway. He wouldn’t admit it but he was looking to make sure none of his group would walk up.

“Would you like to go on a date with me?”

“They’re beautiful” She responded referring to the flowers. 

Amy expression of surprised morphed into a smile. She missed Jack. She truly did. After he left her mind seemed to always wonder back to him. She’d sometimes wonder what he was up to or if he was ok. 

When Amy had bad days thinking of her family was where her mind would go to keep her grounded. But since the incident her family suddenly couldn’t keep her calm like normal. When she had her bad days her thoughts would go to Jack. The times as kids when they would stick together at boring charity events. The dance they attended together. 

It was strange to her. Almost frightening. She was unsure what to categorize these feelings but maybe with him back she could figure that out. 

“No I’m not busy at the moment” She accepted the flowers smile not wavering. “I’d like that a lot actually.” 

Bruce stayed silent watching his daughter. He remembered hearing about the explosion. He had been in Gotham when it had happened. As soon as he had heard what had happened in flew in trying to find out if his family was okay. When he found out that his daughter had died it crushed him. He flew back to Gotham, and threw himself into work. “I was in Gotham, Amy. I couldn’t have known.”

“You couldn’t have know???” Amy asked disbelief spread right across her face. It took a lot of will power to keep her hands in her pocket and not breaking something else. “Your the world’s greatest detective... Yet you couldn’t figure out that something was wrong!? That whatever latex, carbon or whatever was buried down there wasn’t me! Not even after having to go through the same thing with Jason?! You didn’t think to..I mean... I-I can’t believe...I” 

Amy tried to form her overwhelming thoughts into words. Everything was swirling her her head like a whirlpool. She wanted to lash out she wanted to hit something. 

Her dad was one of her heroes. Of all the people she would have thought to figure everything out she would have guessed him to be at the top of the list. But to know that he had no clue what’s so ever made her made her borderline furious. She felt let down. For the first time she actually felt like her father let her down. 

“I should go...” Amy spoke unable to even think straight. Before she could do anything she would regret. She turned to head to the door. 

“That’s why I’m back. I’m here to put an end to that.” He said looking at her. “Amy, what happened?” He asked his tone tense. 

“Well I hope so.” Amy spoke. She rested her hands on the top of one of the chair’s he on in his office. Leaning against it slightly. She gave a confused look with a hint of anger. Did he not know? Was the world’s greatest detective not realize his own daughter was blown up buried under rubble and a lab rat? Was he serious right now? Scratch that he was always serious. “What happened was I died when Vindex blew up. I died and was at the mercy of Hydra for two whole months.” She gripped the top of the chair tighter trying to keep her emotions under control. “I would still be there if it wasn’t for Dick. Cause no one but him seemed to realized I was wasn’t the one buried ten feet in the ground!” 

She gripped the chair tighter eventually breaking it entirely. She dropped the pieces in her grip hands slightly shacking she buried them in her pockets. Words now caught in her throat. 

“I kinda did. Really wouldn’t have blamed ya.” She promised, smiling back almost shyly. “I’m-.” Lux paused, she wasn’t good. She wasn’t sure what she was. “I’m okay.”

“You sure you don’t seem it?” Amy question before holding her hands up “Sorry I’m prying it’s a force of habit” 

Bruce had missed his daughter while he was away. He had a lot of business to take care of back in Gotham. 

“It did go well.” He said nodding. “How has the new school been?”

“School’s been good when it’s not blowing up, being attacked or students and teachers aren’t being kidnapped and tortured.” Amy responded with the utmost hint of sass in her voice. A tone she rarely used around her father. 

Yellow eyes dropped to the offered hand cautiously. Maybe she’d meant her no harm before but now… Well Lux would have wanted to punch herself. Eventually taking the hand, Lux used it to help pull herself up. “Thanks.” She mumbled, avoiding eye contact. “Shoulda just kicked my head in.”

“No problem” Amy offered a small smile. “Nah you didn’t deserve that. You alright though?”