You were trudging through Gotham sewers with your fellow vigilante, Nightwing. Someone had given an anonymous tip about Scarecrow creating new toxin in a base down here so you two had decided to check it out.

"Why do the bad guys always pick the sewers?" He somewhat whined under his breath, giving you a subtle glance as you walked.

You had been friends since the Teen Titans were started all those years ago. You had a great friendship but Nightwing couldn't help but want more, he wanted you- no. He needed you.