It had been a few weeks since Dick and Harley started their romantic relationship with each other. And it was still going strong. Harley thought Dick was a far better boyfriend than Joker. He never hit her or belittled her, and always made her happy. He was twice the man Joker ever was. She loved Dick with all her heart. When Dick wasn't protecting Bludhaven as Nightwing, he was treating Harley like his princess. Sometimes she and Dick would go on double dates with Tim and Barbara. Harley had a good job and a good life. Little did she and Dick know was that their happy, normal, domestic bliss was almost going to be sabotaged. Almost.

It was a normal Saturday afternoon for Dick and Harley. They decided to go jogging on that afternoon. It was rather sunny that day, which made for pleasant exercise for the couple. They had jogged all the way from Dick's house all the way to a local park. Dick stopped jogging to tie his untied shoelace. "Hey Richie, when we're done jogging, do you want to get some hot dogs for lunch?" Harley asked casually. As soon as his shoelace was retied, Dick replied, "sure. I don't see why not." Suddenly, Dick could hear the sound of a gun clicking, being loaded. His eyes furrowed, and Harley knew that his facial expressions were showing signs that something dangerous was about to happen. "Someone followed us..." Dick said in his serious tone of voice. He saw who was behind the bushes and said with venom, "Slade..."

And lo and behold, Slade Wilson, AKA Deathstroke, came out of the bushes with a tranquilizer gun. "Well if it isn't my old foe, The Boy Wonder..." he said with a malcontent voice, "all grown up... this line of work is full of surprises, isn't it? It's certainly been a long time, hasn't it?" Harley gave a look of fear. "What do you want, Slade?!?!?!?!" Dick demanded. "The truth is, I'm not here for you, Grayson." Slade stated, "I'm here for her..." He pointed his tranq gun at Harley. She gulped. Dick got in front of her and said, "if you're going to hurt my girlfriend, you're going to have to go through me first!" He held her hand. "How sweet. I hate sweet," said Deathstroke, "but are you foolish enough to think I came alone? Think again." Suddenly Deadshot, Black Manta, Cheetah, and Livewire came out from behind Deathstroke.

"Five against two. Pretty bad odds for these lovebirds," quipped Livewire. "Quit the jokes, Willis. We're here for Quinn," said Black Manta in a threatening tone of voice. "Hey Harls. Long time no see," said Deadshot in a snarky manner. Little did they know was that Dick was secretly texting someone, his cell phone in his pocket. "Your call Wilson," said Cheetah as her claws sharpened. "Do whatever you want with Grayson," said Deathstroke, "but don't kill Quinn. You can maim her if you want, but Waller wants her alive." Dick then punched Deathstroke in the face. But then Cheetah attacked Dick, scratching him in the left cheek. Livewire then electrocuted him. As the two villainesses tortured Dick, Deadshot got out a tranquilizer gun and said, "I'm going to enjoy this." He stalked towards Harley, ready to knock her out. "Now Floyd, please reconsider this..." Harley attempted to reason as she backed away from Deadshot and Black Manta, who was bringing out his swords. "We've considered options," said Manta, "we can do this the easy way, or the hard way..."

Before Deadshot and Black Manta could attack, suddenly a red bolt took all of their weapons, confusing them. "What the hell?" Deadshot asked, confused. The red bolt then knocked the two villains out, as if they'd been punched multiple times. Suddenly, Cheetah was knocked out as if someone had grabbed the tranquilizer gun and used it to knock her out. Suddenly, Livewire was pushed into a pond, knocking her out. The exhausted Dick Grayson smiled, knowing who it was. Suddenly, his best friend Wally West appeared, wearing a brand new Flash costume. "Hey buddy. Did I come at just the right time?" he jokingly asked, tossing Dick his bo staff. "You sure did," said Dick as he stood up straight. "You made a mistake taking my team down like that," said Deathstroke, "I'm going to enjoy killing you brats." Suddenly, a sword stabbed Deathstroke in the left shoulder. "Nobody gets to kill my boyfriend and get away with it!" Harley growled. "He's disoriented," said Dick, "let's take him on together!" The three of them then lunged at Deathstroke, attacking him. They didn't hold back as they punched and kicked him.  Flash removed all of Deathstroke's weapons for good measure, and to ensure that the assassin wouldn't pull any cheap shots. That didn't mean Slade didn't fight back. But after 10 minutes, Deathstroke was defeated and knocked out. Flash then got a rope to tie the five villains together, dumping them all at the police station. Afterwards, he caught up with Dick and Harley.

"Dude, you look like crap," said Wally. "Yeah, getting your ass kicked by Cheetah and Livewire will do that to ya," said Dick, "but thanks for saving us man." He gave his best friend a high-five. "How'd ya find us?" Harley asked out of curiosity. "I texted him a code talk that meant I needed help," explained Dick, "we used to do coded words back when we were part of the Teen Titans." Wally showed the text and said, "the code word for help is tacos. Plus it was easy to track where you were. Looks like it still works. Come on, let's get you two some medical attention."