Why had this day turned into shit? I woke up this morning in a good mood. My hair and makeup looked amazing. I made it to work early. I had a decent night of tips. I even met a couple of hot guys who were not total douchebags. Overall, it had been a pretty good day. So why then, on my way home did I have to run into these assholes?

"Hey there baby, looking good." I hear a male voice say from behind me and I roll my eyes.

Just ignore them.

"What's the matter sweetheart, you think you're too good for us?" Another male voice asks, and I clench my fist so tightly that my fingers were turning white.

Keep walking. Do not hurt them.

I keep my thoughts on repeat as I continue down the street until a man twice my size and built like a brick house steps into my path. His brown eyes looking me up and down hungrily. My stomach churned.

"Wanna join us for a little party?" He asks and I narrow my eyes at him.

"No." I answer my words filled with finality.

"Come on, you don't mean that." He adds as he reaches out to touch me.

I instantly step back out of his reach causing his hand to miss my shoulder and fall to his side.

"I do mean it. Now, move while I'm still asking nicely." I demand making him chuckle at me.

"Or what sweet cheeks? What are you going to do?" He questions moving towards me again and I suddenly realize the guys from before are still there as they stop me from moving back any further.

I feel a hand touch my waist and I instantly slap it away.

"Do not touch me." I state anger filling my words.

"Come on, just play around with us. You'll enjoy it." The man from behind me says and I roll my eyes.

"I seriously doubt that." I retort making his friends laugh at him.

"Let's go baby," The big man says reaching out and grabbing my arms holding it dangerously tight.

"You have three seconds to get your hand off of me." I warn my jaw clenching.

"Or what? What are you gonna do?" He challenges as he jerks me into his chest.

Fuck this shit.

Using just a hint of my super strength I grab the wrist of the hand that was holding my arm and giving it a quick squeeze make him fall to his knees. A cry of pain leaves his lips making his friends come to his rescue. I feel them move behind me and I smirk as I twist just right to send the big dude flying into them. Wiping my hands against each other, I place them on my hips and cock an eyebrow at my attackers.

"I'm going to give you one more chance. Apologize, and then be on your way."

"Why would I apologize to some freak?!" The big guy yells and I narrow my eyes.

"Cause if you don't," I walk closer to them my eyes slowly starting to glow as brightly as the sun. Fear fills their eyes and I do not even need to finish my sentence. My eyes speak for themselves.

"I'm sorry," Big guy instantly yells out as he tries to scramble to his feet. His buddies following suit.

"I'm sorry, what?" I add folding my arms over my chest.

"I'm sorry, ma'am." They all yell out and I smile.

"Good, now remember, treat ladies with the respect they deserve, or I'll find you." I warn and their faces pale. "Bye-bye." With a quick wave of my hand, they jump to their feet and race away.

Taking a deep breath, I look to the sky and seeing the moon glowing brightly let out a heavy sigh. I knew Gotham was a dangerous city, but after everything that had happened in Metropolis, I had needed a break. A break from being a hero and fighting crime. Plus, a break from him. My heart winces at the memory and I shake my head.

I force the memory from my head and continue back on my way home. Maybe a tub of ice cream and some take-out would raise my spirits.

~~~

Bruce stood on the roof of a building catty-corner to the alley where the event had taken place. He had watched the altercation with curious eyes. He had met her earlier that day when a Dick had wanted to meet with him at a little restaurant nearby. At first Bruce had been surprised about the location of their meeting but seeing his oldest smile brightly at the beautiful waitress cleared up any questions he had previously had.

Flashback

Bruce walked through the restaurant door and gave the room a once over before his eyes landed on his oldest son's figure. The boy was smiling brightly as he talked with a (H/C) waitress who had her back towards Bruce. Dick's eyes glance past her and landing on Bruce give him a quick wave. Bruce unbuttons the buttons on his suit as he closes the distance between them. Reaching the seat, he swiftly slides into the booth seat across from Dick.

"Hey Bruce, glad you could make it." Dick starts making Bruce nod. "Bruce, this is (Name)."

"Hello." Bruce says his eyes glancing up to look at her politely but as they move back to look at Dick, he had to do a double take his eyes landing on the beautiful waitress in front of him.

"Hi." (Name) replies softly a smile filling her lips.

Their eyes meet and Bruce swears that she was like the sun. Her bright smile and shining (E/C) eyes made his heart race in his chest.

"Nice to meet you." Bruce adds a smirk on his lips.

"Nice to meet you too." She replies shyly. "What can I get you to eat?"

"I'll just take a coffee." Bruce replies quickly and she nods.

"And you'll have the deluxe?" She adds as she turns back to Dick.

"Yes ma'am." He replies a smirk filling his lips as he tries to flirt with her.

"Coming right up. I'll be right back." She replies smiling at them both before she turns and walks away.

Bruce can't help but stare after her as she walks away. His eyes unconsciously look her up and down examining every inch of her. From her hair down to her feet which were uncharacteristically in a pair of dark blue high heels. Normal waitresses would not be caught dead in high heels and he would know. He had dated enough of them. The sound of Dick clearing his throat brought Bruce back from his staring.

"I know she's pretty Bruce, but we have to talk." Dick jokes making Bruce glare at him.

"What did you need?" Bruce asks as he leans back in his seat.

"Nothing, just wanted to have lunch." Dick replies making Bruce cock an eyebrow at him.

"Right." Bruce says leaning forward to rest his arms on the table.

"And I might have wanted to talk to you about Damian."

"What did he do this time?"

"Knocked over a meth lab over in Bludhaven. Almost got some innocent people killed."

"I'll talk with him." Bruce concludes his eyes catching sight of (Name) as she makes her way back over with his coffee and Dick's drink.

As she sets the mug of coffee down in front of him, she gives him a sweet smile. Bruce offers a polite smile in return as he reaches out to pull the coffee closer to him.

"Thank you (Name)." Bruce says and her smile brightens.

"You're very welcome." She replies a tinge of rouge filling her cheeks.

Bruce had to admit he was having some unsavory thoughts about her at this moment and it was driving him crazy. He usually didn't feel this way about a woman this fast. He wanted to touch her, but he held back.

"(Name) how long have to you worked here?" Dick asks pulling her attention.

"Only a month or so. I just moved here from Metropolis." She says and he looks through his eyelashes at her to see that she was surprised at what she had said.

"Metropolis, huh, why would you want to move here?" Dick asks and Bruce must fight the urge to kick his son under the table.

"Well," She pauses for a moment her eyes turning sad and it made Bruce furious. "I wanted a fresh start, I figured why not Gotham." She answers honestly making Dick and Bruce eye each other in surprise. People didn't usually move to Gotham for a fresh start. In fact, they ran from Gotham. "Sorry, but I have to go, if you need anything please don't hesitate to ask." She says as she quickly moves away from the table.

"Isn't she pretty?" Dick asks as they both stare off after her.

Pretty doesn't cover it.

"I need to go." Bruce says as he finishes his coffee off. "I'll talk to Damien."

"Thanks Bruce, tell Alfred I'll be late tonight. I have a mission with Babs." Dick adds and Bruce nods.

Standing up he makes his way toward the door when he almost runs into her. She hadn't been paying attention to where she was walking and almost ran smack dab into him.

"Shit, I'm sorry. I should have been paying attention." She says quickly as she chastises herself.

"It's fine (name)." He says and she relaxes. "Thank you for the coffee."

"You're welcome." She replies offering him a soft smile. She goes to walk past him when he stops her.

"This might seem forward of me, if it is, I apologize; but if you'd like I can show you around Gotham sometime." Bruce hears himself ask and even he is surprised. Had he really asked her that?

"Um," She starts her body radiating how uncomfortable she was.

"I'm sorry, forget I asked." He quickly adds as he goes to walk past her.

"I'm sorry, wait." She calls as she gently reaches out to grab his arm. "I'm a little uncomfortable, I won't lie." She pauses giving him a chance to turn back to face her. "But I didn't say no." She adds and he lets out a breath he didn't know he had been holding.

"Oh?" He says and instantly wishes he could smack himself.

"Yeah, um, I'm off tomorrow if that works for you."

Fuck, he had an important Justice League meeting tomorrow.

"Tomorrow works." He answers making a mental note to push the meeting to later.

"Cool, um I'll meet you in Robinson Park about noonish then?" She asks and he nods.

"Works for me."

"Okay, I guess I'll see you tomorrow then Bruce." She says a bright smile on her lips.

God she was gorgeous.

"I'll see you tomorrow." He says flashing her a smile before she rushes off back to work.

End of Flashback

Bruce did not know what to think about what he had just witnessed. Who was she really? The fact that his interest in her wasn't swayed by the sudden discovery surprised him. Against his better judgement he follows her and when it's quiet enough he makes his presence known to her.

"Pretty interesting display, you showed back there." He says making her stop in her footsteps. He watches as she turns towards him with a worried look on her face.

"Are you here to lecture me?" She asks worry turning into anger.

"No, I thought you standing up for yourself was admirable." He answers honestly and she softens. "What are you doing here in Gotham?"

"Look Bats, I came here to get away from Metropolis, funny I know, considering its right across the bay, but this was the only place I could think of."

"Who are you really? I've seen your eyes before." Bruce says as he remembers the bright glow of them.

"Can we talk about this inside?" She asks pointing to her apartment building. "Rather not air my dirty laundry out here if you don't mind. I won't run, I have no reason too."

Against Bruce's better judgement he nods.

"Cool, I'll open the window when I get there." She replies as she turns from him and heads into her building.

Bruce moves to the roof as he waits patiently for her to open her window. His mind starts to run wild with thoughts about who she could be. She wasn't a villain, that was certain. She just did not have that air about her. He had been wrong before though. A few of his exes could attest to that. The window opens and he stealthily makes his way into it.