Dick's POV
"And Aquaman isn't on this case because...?" Babs asks, as we sit on a cliff as a look out for Bruce.
"They've got their own problems in Atlantis. Black Manta-"
"I know, I know." She interrupts. "Still sucks though. Stake-outs are the worst." We both look at the moon reflecting off the water. "Of course they do have their silver linings. Or in this case, black, red and yellow linings." Is she flirting with me?
"My lining is just black and yellow." I say smoothly. "So...uh...Babs. You know how there's that Valentine's dance at school next week?" I stutter. So much for smooth. "Um...I was wondering if you...you know...wanted to go...with me."
"As your friend or as your..." Babs trails off.
"As my friend!" I say hurriedly, trying to hide my red ears. Babs looks at the ground.
"Oh." She says quietly.
"Unless you did want to go as my...." Relationships aren't exactly our forte.
"I-aargh!" Babs' foot slips and she begins falling into the sea. Oh, man.

I attach my grappling hook to the top of the cliff and begin climbing down as fast as I can. Babs goes under. Fudge.
I equip a rebreather and dive under. Her body is floating towards the hard, rocky seabed. This day just keeps getting better.
I swim over to her body and start dragging it to the surface. It's surprising. Either I got stronger in Bialya, or Babs lost about ten pounds while I was gone.

I roll her body onto a small sandy beach under the cliff. She's breathing, but I can hear water in her lungs every time she draws a breath.
I pump on her chest. "6, 7, 8, 9, 10," I count. I hold open her mouth and blow air into Babs.
After about two minutes, she splutters and coughs water onto the sand.
"Don't act like you didn't enjoy the mouth-to-mouth." She smirks, when she finally stops coughing. My cheeks flush. Babs wipes at her mouth. "That was horrible." What? I didn't think she'd fall in love with me or anything, but I didn't think she'd-"
"Relax, Pixie Boots. I'm talking about the seawater." She laughs. "The mouth-to-mouth was fine." Then Babs brings my face so close I could kiss her. "Maybe we can practice when we get home."
"Ahem." Bruce's voice says from both our Comms.
"You were listening the whole time, weren't you?" I ask.
"It's not my fault if my two teenage protege's lack the ability to flirt privately." He protests.
"Whatever. We're going back." Babs jumps onto the back of my batcycle. Hers is currently at the bottom of the ocean.
Her hands rest on my abs, and her hair flickers on the sides of my face, but it feels kind of nice.

"Yes." Babs says suddenly.
"Yes?" I question.
"To going to the dance with you." She explains.
"Really?" I say excitedly. "I mean, um...that's cool." I can feel her smirk on the back of my head.