The next morning, Dick wakes up next to a sleeping Huntress. He smiles, kisses her on the forehead, gets up and puts on some pants. He then walks into the kitchen to cook breakfast. Soon, Huntress wakes up walks into the kitchen. As she sits down, the two share a smile.
"Good morning." Dick says.
"Good morning. I never had a guy make me breakfast before."
Dick chuckles.
"So what you're saying is- I'm special?"
"Easy, bird boy, don't get a big head about it."
Dick thinks to himself for a moment as he puts a plate infront of her.
"My real name is Dick. Dick Grayson."
Huntress chuckles a little.
"Dick?" She asks.
"It's short for Richard."
"How the hell do you get Dick from Richard?"
"Well as we proved last night, it's a lot easier than it sounds."
The two share a quick chuckle together.
"Grayson. As in the flying Graysons, from the circus, right?"
Dick looks down and smiles.
"Yeah, that was me and my parents."
Huntress then realizes what that means.
"Your parents- they died right in front of you, they said it was an accident."
"Yeah. Accident."
A silence passes by between them as sadness can be seen in Dicks eyes. Huntress then puts her hand on top of his.
"I'm sorry."
Dick smiles somberly.
"It's ok. I made peace with it. I like to think that they see what I'm doing and are- proud- of it."
Huntress smiles while Dick fully holds her hand and the two look into each others eyes.
"So- do I get you're actual name, or am I stuck calling you Huntress?"
Huntress doesn't answer for a moment, almost lying to Dick.
"It's Helena."
"Well it's, nice to meet you, Helena."
"Likewise, Dick."
As they shake hands and smile, slowly leaning in for a kiss, there's a knock on the door.
"Oh that's probably Aaron, a friend from work."
"Well, I better put on some clothes then. Mind if I borrow a shirt?"
"Sure, go ahead."
As Helena walks into the room, Dick answers the door. He is then shocked to see Barbara Gordon.
"Barbara? What are you doing here?" Dick asks.
"Aaron called. He said that you needed help hacking into a laptop?"
As Dick rubs the back of his head nervously, he quickly grabs Deadshots computer and hands it to Barbara.
"Here you go, thanks for the help, see you around."
As he tries to close the door, Barbara stops him.
"Wait a minute, Dick. I know you hate me, but can we at least try to talk."
"I'm pissed at you Barb, I don't hate you. It's just that right now isn't-"
"Aw, you have a Batman shirt?! That's so adorable!" Helena yells from the other room, as Dick let's out a sigh.
"Who was that?" Barbara asks.
Dick doesn't answer the question and Barbara soon turns to leave and he follows.
"Barbara wait. Look I'm sorry that you found out like this, but you can't be mad about me moving on."
Barbara stops and turns to Dick.
"I'm not mad, Dick. You're free to do whatever you want. I'll get what I can from the computer as soon as possible."
As Barbara leaves with tears in her eyes, Dick let's out a long sigh.
"Man, why do I feel like crap?"