Barbara's POV
"Ivy." I say bluntly as Pamela walks up behind me. "Been a while."
"Yeah...Arkham had a few upgrades." She shrugs.
"You're manic again, aren't you?" I sigh, not breaking contact with my binoculars.
"It's S.A.D, isn't it?" She looks away.
"Pam, we've been over that."
"I know. But that's not why I came to you." She holds out her fists, and slowly opens them, revealing two tiny vials.
"What're-"
"Lazarus pit essence, and chaos chard powder." Pamela explains.
"Thanks, but if this is about NightWing then-" I try to explain that I've already tried all this stuff.
"No. I...found it. But I don't trust myself with it. I want you to keep it. Until it's needed, at least."
"Then why not call the rest of the Birds? Why just me?" I ask.
"I hear you're still recovering from your last betrayal. Starling? Or Condor, maybe?" Pamela smirks. "Plus, they'd all attack me on sight. You're the only one with mercy."

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I twirl my straw around my mocktail as I sit opposite my boyfriend, Luke.
"What's up, Barb?" He asks. I sigh.
"Nothing. It's all fine. Just kinda tired." I lie. I tried using the things Pamela gave me on Dick's body, but nothing.
"You sure?" For some reason, that just makes me crack.
"I'm sure! Just drop it!" I yell, the. Get several looks from around the restaurant. "I think I'm just going to go on patrol." I stand up and grab my bag.
"I can come with-"
"It's fine, Luke. I just need some alone time."

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I stand on the old abandoned Bridge above Gotham Dock's and the west bridge.
"It's been months. Just get over it." I mutter to myself.
"I could be wrong, but I'm guessing you're talking about me." Dick?! I spin around.
"You-I-what-I should've known." I whisper.
"We need to talk." He says.

"Of course you're not dead." I roll my eyes. "Dick Grayson doesn't die. He just disappoints." I try not to look hurt. If I wasn't so freaking pissed, I'd be crying.
"Babs..." Dick holds his hand out to me.  But in a flash, he jumps off the bridge.
"What-guhhhhh." I jump after him, attaching my grappling hook. He holds out the same trapeze bar we used back at Haly's when I was Oracle.
"I kept it, you know." Dick grins.
"Obviously, or I'd be saving your sorry ass again." I growl.
"Come on, Babs. Lighten up!"
"Why? Because I just found out that my  dead best friend wasn't actually dead and had been lying to everyone for eleven months?! Or that Bruce was lying to us too?!" I scream, and land on the bridge again, and slap him.
"I deserved that." He admits.
"Sorry." I mumble.
"I missed you." Dick whispers.
"I missed you too." I reply. "But I'm still pissed as hell." He pulls me so close, and we're about to kiss, when I notice something on his cheek. "Seriously?!"
"What?"
"You've been with Kori this whole time?" I yell. "I'm just another girl you can manipulate to you, aren't I?"
"Babs, she kissed me!" Dick protests.
"I don't care. And I'm with Luke, anyway. Unlike a certain former boy wonder, he was there for me."I growl.
"I had reason not to tell anyone!" He yells.
"Whatever. I have a date to finish, 37." I turn away.
"How did you-"
"If I can work out you've been sleeping with an Alien Princess, I think I can work out you're going undercover in Spyral for Bruce." I fold my arms.
"Babs..."
"Shut it."
"Please..." Dick touches my shoulder. I give him a quick hug.
"It was you who was working with Helena, wasn't it?" I ask.
"Yeah.."
"Then you had your chance." I jump off the bridge and start swinging back to Luke's house."