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Chapter 7

by yugioh4ever 0 Reviews

Category: Justice League Unlimited - Rating: PG - Genres: Angst,Drama,Romance - Characters:  - Warnings: [!!] - Published: 2012/08/05 - Updated: 2012/08/05 - 1639 words - Complete

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The people who make a difference are not the ones with the credentials, but the ones with the concern.

~Max Lucado
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Shayera was clutching John's arm as they walked down the street. When they first went out, it was earlier in the morning and not many people were out and about. Now plenty of people were and she was getting those stares again. It was times like these when she hated going out in public.

"Just ignore them Shayera," He repeatedly told her. Even once he said, "You have just as much of a right to walk around in public as they do."

The coffee shop was no better; it was always like this. They managed to get seats in the far corner of the place, their usually seats. That made her feel slightly more at ease.

"They're staring at us," Shayera stated, once they were both seated. John gave her that look he always did when they were out in public. Just ignore them. She rolled her eyes and sighed. He just didn't understand how hard it was to ignore them.

"Do you want anything to eat?" He expected her to say no, that maybe she still wasn't up for eating, but she gave him a thumbs up and told him to get her a blueberry muffin. She had realized when they first walked in that she was really hungry.

While waiting she hummed along with the music. She didn't know the name of the song, or even singer's; it was maybe a sign that she listened to Wally's iPod a bit too much.

"Are you humming?" Shayera froze as John sat across from her. He looked highly amused. Obviously the line wasn't long.

"No I wasn't," She argued. "I was clearing my throat."

"In the same tune as the song?" He asked skeptically.

"Lantern, just give me my food."

John smirked as he slid the muffin over to her. He watched as she picked around the top first. She claimed that it was the best part of a muffin.

"You know, I just realized something funny." He mentioned.

She swallowed, "What?"

"You said once that you hated blueberries yet you're eating a blueberry muffin."

"I felt like having one. Is that a crime?"

He shook his head and held up his hands. "No, just saying. You have stranger eating habits than Wally. Even he won't eat eel heads."
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Through all of the time Bruce knew her, Rachel Dawes had dedicated her career to eliminating crime in Gotham City. Some said that she was more obsessed than the Batman himself, even Bruce had taken an eerie notice of this. Though one thing Rachel was not and never will be, was a fan of the Justice League.

Rachel had been a childhood friend of Bruce Wayne; once they considered each other best friends. Rachel's mother worked for Thomas and Martha Wayne and the two would often play together on the grounds of Wayne Manor. After Bruce's parents were murdered by Joe Chill, Rachel's mother sought out other employment and left Wayne Manor with Rachel. She and Bruce began to drift apart and their friendship was never the same.

Rachel later enrolled in law school and got an internship at the Gotham City District Attorney's office during her first year. After Chill is murdered for testifying against mafia boss Carmine Falcone, Bruce had revealed to Rachel that he intended to kill Chill himself. Rachel berated Bruce, telling him that his late parents would have been ashamed of him. Soon afterward, Bruce left Gotham and the United States while Rachel continued her studies in law school. Years later, she became an assistant district attorney.

After threatening the notorious crime boss Carmine "The Roman" Falcone with a hefty jail sentence and a bombardment of evidence that would easily win her the case, a hit was placed on her. When two assailants attempted to murder her, Rachel was rescued by Gotham's new mysterious vigilante, Batman, who also supplied her with incriminating photographs relating to other crime bosses so that they would be sent to jail when the time came. Around the same time, Bruce Wayne had returned to Gotham. Rachel was at first surprised that he didn't call her but soon vastly disappointed that he had apparently become a selfish playboy.

Months later, after a riot, the city was soon overrun by Arkham's inmates and Rachel was surrounded by lunatics ready to kill her. Batman ended up saving her at the last minute and gave Rachel a hint as to his secret identity. Just when Rachel realized that her masked savior was none other than her childhood friend, Bruce Wayne himself, he leaves to save the remaining innocent bystanders and leaves her behind.

A few days after the riot, Rachel confronted Bruce. She told Bruce that when the day came that Gotham no longer needed Batman, she would be there waiting. After years of waiting and various failed relationship attempts between the two, she would tell him that while Gotham may not need Batman one day, Bruce Wayne would always need the Batman. In turn their relationship was shattered and still was to this very day. Though Bruce still trusted her with his secret and, if it ever came to it, his own life.

"Why am I here Bruce?" The petite, brown haired woman, in her early thirties, impatiently asked as she sat in a booth across from the playboy billionaire himself. "And you better give me a good reason."

Bruce suddenly felt a case of déjà vu. "Because I need you to do me a favor." He said giving her a dazzling smile. "Besides, you owe me anyway Rachel. Well technically you owe the other guy."

"Who doesn't?" The woman blew some stray hairs out of her face. "Give me a good reason why I should. Who am I helping because I know you don't need a lawyer. Vicki Vale would make sure that it would be on the front page of Gotham Daily."

He slightly rolled his eyes. "You can say it's...for a friend, a close friend."

"What kind of friend?" She wryly asked. "Because we were best friends and you would never help me like this."

"Of course I would but she-"

She rolled her eyes. "Must be the new woman of the week, or day, that needs help. Let me guess a European supermodel this time? Don't tell me it's Selina Kyle again because I'm not helping that flea bag out. I was the laughing-stock of the office for a year."

"She's from my other job, the bigger job." He said in a hushed tone. "The one out in space."

Her eyes widen in realization. "Oh right, that line of work, your heroic endeavors. I don't care much for your little hero's convention club. So one of your superhero friends got herself into trouble?"

"She's not in legal trouble, at least I hope she won't get herself into any."

"Come on Bruce, who is it? Just lay it on me."

"Shayera Hol."

Rachel almost spit her coffee onto Bruce. Instead she began to choke on it. It took her a few moments to recompose herself. Bruce could tell that she was clearly not happy by what he just told her.

"Her ! You want me to help her ? Come on Bruce!" Rachel groaned and smacked her forehead. "My reputation is going to drown at this rate. I know we were childhood friends and all but this doesn't seem hardly worth it. Hawkgirl out of all people. Catwoman sounds like a godsend now."

"Your reputation is hardly important here Rachel. She needs your help and fast." She held her hand out, gesturing him to continue. "She's filing for citizenship so that she can get married. Though she has a particular issue that has been discovered and we need this over with quickly and quietly."

"Can't she wait a few months? My caseload is huge right now. In four months I'd probably have more time to handle this."

"She can't, four months is too long."

"Why not?"

"I swore to Shayera not to tell anyone anything unless she told me I could. All I can say is that she can't wait that long." He put his hand over hers. "Please Rachel just help me this one last time and I won't bother you again."

She sighed and raised an eyebrow. "That's what you said the last three times and they all involved-"

"Catwoman and you became the laughing stock of Gotham's bar association." He frowned. "I know, you told me the story over fifty times."

"Yet it hasn't sunk in. You're going to owe me Bruce, you and the other guy both owe me. ADAs don't usually do cases like this," She got up and was about to leave. "I'll see if I can pull some strings. Your friend might not have to stand a trial, just some formal hearings. I'll see what I can do and call you as soon as I hear something."

"Rachel," He began. "Thank you." She gave him a curt nod and left.
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A/N: For those that don't know, the character Rachel Dawes is from the live-action films Batman Begins and The Dark Knight. I tweaked her background to better fit DCAU. She was a ADA in the films who was also engaged to Harvey Dent while he was the DA, though she is killed in the second film by the Joker. She's not dead here obviously. Besides Bruce needs someone that he can trust to help. He just can't ask anyone. Also Rachel isn't this cold in the films. This was another part of the tweaking as she and Bruce are ex-lovers in this version. In the films they were merely friends that were extremely attracted to and were perfect for each other.
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