When Bruce got a daughter-figure (aka you), he became protective of you. Extremely protective, and that meant no missions, no boys and certainly no friends without his approval and background checks to make sure they at least weren’t out to kill you. That left you with being Dick’s ‘girl in the chair’, helping him when he was on missions. He was happy for the help- after all, Blüdhaven wasn’t exactly the safest place, filled with crime syndicates and the like. Even so, you became fast friends with Kory, Gar, Rachel and Conner as a plus (Kory and Rachel were the best on girl’s nights).

“Hey, do you have a twenty on those syndicate members?” Dick asked, his voice coming through your comms as you were up at half ten in the night with nothing but a frappuccino Kory provided you, his body cam up on one screen, his gadget settings on another and lastly a visual of the targets on an infrared camera. He was running on top of a subway tunnel, wondering how the hell he was going to apprehend these criminals without having civilian casualties.

That was going to be rather a large problem.

Dick took breaths in to keep himself going, also looking for an entry point. "And is there somewhere I can drop in through?" He stopped, scanning the area with a watchful eye. Dick put his hand on his hip, scanning the area; he wasn't so concerned about the number of syndicate members. He was more worried about the civilians still on site, but you could take care of that.

You were his girl in the chair, you had his back on the clock and he treated you like a princess because of it. Lavish gifts, making a receipt from his almost endless supply of money.

Anything for the gorgeous girl working his cases, huh?