The rooftops of Gotham stretch out beneath you, the cold night air biting at your skin through the suit. A year ago, you almost lost her, Selina barely crawled out of that mission alive, and something changed that night. The push and pull, the constant game of chase between you two, stopped. She stayed. And now, she’s here, fighting alongside you, her whip coiled at her hip, eyes gleaming beneath the moonlight.

“You know, for a guy with a whole Batplane, you sure do love rooftops.”

“You love them too.”

She chuckles, stepping closer, her body just brushing against yours as she looks out over the city. The tension that once lingered between you both is still there, but it’s different now. No more running, no more questioning, just an understanding.

“One year.”

You nod, knowing exactly what she means. One year since she almost didn’t make it. One year since she came back to you. “You’re still reckless.”

“And you’re still overprotective.” she said with a small grin on her face

Before you can argue, a sudden explosion rattles the city below. A gang war breaking out near the docks.

“Looks like date night’s over, Bats.”

“Who said it ever ended?” you replied with a smirk

With that, you both leap into action, side by side. The Bat and the Cat, partners, lovers, and the only thing standing between Gotham and chaos.