The next day, Kevin and Barbara decided to visit her father Commissioner James Gordon at the Gotham City Police Department since he was at work that day. It was the afternoon, and Jim was at his office doing some paperwork when a knock on his door occurred. "Come in," the commissioner said as he put his paperwork to the side. The door opened, revealing his daughter Barbara and Kevin. "Hey Dad." Babs said enthusiastically as she and Kevin entered inside Jim's office. "Good afternoon Commissioner," greeted Kevin as he smiled and nodded respectfully. "Hello Barbara," said Jim as he beamed, "this is a surprise. And good afternoon to you as well Mr Wayne. I take it you're on spring break?"

"That's right Commissioner," replied Kevin, "I've been enjoying it so far. How have you been?" Jim adjusted his glasses and said, "work's been stressful. But this is a welcome surprise. So what do I owe the pleasure of seeing my daughter today?" Barbara smiled and said, "we have some great news, Dad. Kevin and I are starting a romantic relationship together!" She smiled excitedly. Jim stood from his desk to look at his daughter's new boyfriend. "I know it might seem awkward, especially due to the fact that my brother dated Barbara," said a nervous Kevin, "but I can assure you Commissioner, the last thing I would ever want to do to your daughter is take advantage of her or hurt her." James looked at the young man and said, "Kevin, I've known you since you and Barbara were children. You were a young lonely kid back then and you needed a friend. I've seen you two grow up and you've remained a kind gentleman over the years. If there's anyone I can trust with my daughter's heart, it's you Kevin. Welcome to the family. Put 'em there!" James embraced Kevin into a hug as if he was his son, and Kevin hugged James back. Barbara let out a breath she didn't even know she was holding in, glad to know that James approved of her new boyfriend. Once the hugging ceased, Kevin said, "thank you so much Commissioner." James replied, "please, you can call me Jim. Now does your father Bruce know about you two?"

"We told him two hours ago," confirmed Barbara, "he's really happy for us." James nodded and said, "glad to know. Now when am I going to expect some grandchildren?" Barbara blushed and said in embarrassment, "Daaaad!" As James laughed, Kevin bashfully said, "it's going to be a while until that happens. I still have one more year until college. And I don't know if we're ready to have children just yet..." He was blushing. "Well I'm glad to know you're focusing on your education, Kevin." James said, "take as much time as you need. You don't need to rush yourselves into marriage. What matters most is your love for each other. I'm happy for the both of you."

It was now Friday night, and Batman was driving around the city in his Batmobile, still looking for Paris Franz. So far, he had made no progress in finding the crook. He was driving to several warehouses when suddenly, a bazooka struck the Batmobile, causing it to tumble several times, leaving Batman and his vehicle upside down. Batman struggled to unbuckle his seatbelt due to the Batmobile being in critical condition. The front wheel on the left side was in flames, damaged. Batman managed to press the ejection button, getting out of the Batmobile as another bazooka rocket blasted the Batmobile, causing an explosion and destroying the vehicle. Batman crashed into several large wooden boxes. As Batman groaned and tried to get up, he realized that a large splinter that belonged to one of the large wooden boxes managed to stick itself inside his side, causing him to bleed. It wasn't fatal, but it hurt like hell. Batman got the large splinter out of his side, groaning in pain. He unbuckled his seat, clutching his bloody side. He got back up and saw one of Paris's goons with a machine gun. The goon noticed and constantly shot at Batman, but the Caped Crusader dodged every bullet, hiding from the gunfire. Batman threw a Batarang at the goon, knocking him out. But soon another goon started shooting at Batman with another machine gun, and Batman hid behind the wooden box, holding another Batarang. He heard Paris say, "take the other side!" Batman threw his Batarang at the other goon, knocking him out. Paris shot at Batman, and Batman dodged every bullet by running to different corners. Paris and his accomplice kept on shooting at Batman. He was cornered, wondering how to escape and overcome this.

Suddenly, mist and smoke mysteriously appeared, and out of the mist and smoke was... The Phantasm! "Andrea?" Batman weakly asked. The Phantasm then slit the right-hand goon's throat with her metal scythe, killing him! Even Paris was shocked. "Paris Franz," said The Phantasm, "your angel of death awaits you..." Paris looked at The Phantasm and asked, "hey aren't you that MILF that killed Buzz and Chuckie? Andi or whatever? I know ya gave birth to that square Kevin bastard... Either way, I'm gonna pump you full of lead you grim reaper wannabe." Paris shot at The Phantasm, but his bullets didn't even hit any organs, and they passed through as if Andrea were a ghost. "You won't be pumping anyone full of lead," said The Phantasm as she stalked towards Paris, "and nobody calls my son a bastard and gets away with it! You have signed your death warrant..." The Phantasm got closer and destroyed Paris's gun with her scythe, and then she impaled Paris in the chest with her scythe lifting him up a few inches in the air, the scythe stabbing his heart and then bursting Paris's back open. Paris looked at The Phantasm, gurgling blood. And then he was dead. The Phantasm dropped the corpse and wandered over to Batman. She took off her mask and said, "hello Bruce." Batman looked at Andrea and said, "Andrea... You killed them..."

"You were outgunned and cornered," defended Andrea, "if I hadn't swooped in to save your life, you'd be dead already. Besides, Paris killed his uncle, and he was a scumbag. So I just did you and all of Gotham a favor. I believe the words you're looking for are thank you." Batman wandered over to Andrea and asked, "why are you here? Why now?" Andrea rolled her eyes and said, "jeez, not even a how are you doing? You really need to work on your social skills, Bruce. Also, you need medical attention." Batman looked at his wound and said, "I know. I'll have Alfred patch me up. You're a wanted criminal, Andrea. If I wasn't bleeding from being impaled by a large splinter, I'd take you in myself." Andrea smirked and said, "but you're a criminal too, Bruce. You're a vigilante that takes the law into your own hands. You and I are more alike. Except you're too weak to do what needs to be done. Don't worry, I'll turn myself in. I helped solve a case for you. But I just want to speak to our son."