Mole Needs Love!
Damn it, this thing is supposed to encourage *porn* 
3rd-Jun-2004 11:47 pm
Not... whatever the fuck this is. But, of course, until this, I kept getting things like "Lex Luthor and/or Mia Dearden ...encounter a spankbot"

As keeping with these things, this is just what came out. Beta? Whazzat? Point? Hitting refresh until something happens, you expect something else?

Dick Grayson and/or Barbara Gordon
...must huddle to preserve body heat

It's almost predictable. She knows: she's run the models, trying to figure out when the next city-wide crisis would hit, when the pattern would make itself known and what they'd have to deal with. The math and machines told her the when, but not the what. That's the chaos in her theory.

Well, she's figured out the what all right. Though it's kind of a no-brainer. A sudden cold snap, too much for the infrastructure to handle, no known cause. Right now, the only happy person in Gotham City is Mr. Freeze.

"It's not even this cold outside the Slab." Dick's pacing, each breath a puff of white in the chill of her living room.

"What power I can get has to keep the systems running, you know that. Essential machinery only, unless we're taking a break." Her fingers are starting to cramp from the cold, but she's not ready to stop for the night yet. She's the life-line. They need her. Gotham needs her.

Barbara turns her eyes to the screen, tries to keep them there. There's too much to do to let herself get distracted by the reminder of things past, now back in her present on Bruce's orders and against both their wishes. She can hear the quiet footfalls behind her, the constant movement that tells her no matter how else he's changed, he's still Dick.

By the time she's ready for a breather, it's fifteen degrees Fahrenheit inside and falling rapidly. Which is still about fifty higher than the exterior temperature. Her teeth are clattering, and she's almost as numb from the waist up as she is from the waist down.

"You can turn the heat back on," she tells him, backing the chair away from the desk.

Her eyes stay focused in front of her, like that will somehow make this less difficult. It doesn't. The rest of her senses are happy to fill in on the agony department. She hears him hurry to the thermostat, hitting the panel that will warm the room to something almost bearable. Hears him walk back her way, until he's almost close enough to touch and she can smell the soap he used last--her soap--mixing with the scent of his skin.

When she feels his arms close around her, she thinks at first its a hallucination brought on by exhaustion and the cold. But hallucinations don't lift her out of her chair, and she's had at least three hours of sleep in the last twenty four, and the coffee maker counts as essential machinery. She looks up, ready to snap at him until she sees the mulish set of his jaw, the one he too-obviously learned at Bruce's knee. It's enough to pause the snap.

Not enough to stop it totally, though. "Just what do you think you're doing?"

"We need to get warm."

Five years, and he still finds her bedroom like it's second nature. Who is she kidding? That sort of thing's first nature with Dick. He sets her down gently before he walks to her linen closet and pulls out every single sheet and blanket in it, even the Superman set Dinah gave her as a joke on her last birthday.

He looks so serious that no matter how angry she'd like to be, she can't help but laugh. "That's overkill."

After he's carefully arranged the last of the stack on top of the mattress--on top of her--he responds. "No." He slides under the mountain of blankets, and his arms slide around her, pulling her tight against him, his hands resting just under her breasts. "This might be, though."

Familiar smell, familiar touch, familiar taste. Five years slide away in the unnatural cold and the heat of passion. She's weak. She lets them go, just for tonight. This close, she can spot the first threads of white in the unkempt shock of black hair, the beginnings of a furrow in his brow. It's just a slip. A hiccup in time.

"This doesn't change anything." Her voice catches a little, damn him.

She can feel his fingers just above the small scar from the entry wound, tracing the edges where everything stopped. He shifts, burrowing closer, and all she can see is the cartoon blur of blue and red on a novelty sheet.

"I know."
4th-Jun-2004 07:07 am (UTC)

the mulish set of his jaw, the one he too-obviously learned at Bruce's knee

Sometimes things only change in ways that just make them more what they were already.

::cuddles them::
4th-Jun-2004 07:11 am (UTC)
I blame any sense of the maudlin on my recent discovery that gosh, they're putting GOOD wine in boxes these days.

(Seriously, it seems the more silly I feel, the more randomly blue, and not in the good old fashioned sexy sense, the stuff that comes out of my fingers is.)
4th-Jun-2004 08:26 am (UTC)
This close, she can spot the first threads of white in the unkempt shock of black hair,

Oh. My. Gawd. <-- i never spell this out normally.

this is so potent. gahhhhh.
literally makes me wanna stab something/myself.. because GUH!
okay. calm now.
thank you! thank you for sharing this jewel!
4th-Jun-2004 04:24 pm (UTC)
De nada! I do adore them so.
4th-Jun-2004 10:40 am (UTC)

Oh God, *OW*. This just... *YES*. Suddenly I both want and *fear* futurefic, and... *WAAAH*

They're so... and with the... *woobie eyes*
4th-Jun-2004 04:19 pm (UTC)
They're just such *BATS*.

(Loves on my crazy mixed up Batfamily.)
4th-Jun-2004 12:17 pm (UTC)
Aw. DickNBabs4evA!!!
4th-Jun-2004 04:17 pm (UTC)

(Okay, so it's entirely possible I'm more than a little shippy about these two, in ways I haven't been since I still watched X Files. And if Jilli sees this, she will no doubt point and laugh and say, "Well, of course. What else do you ever talk about in the car?")
4th-Jun-2004 05:12 pm (UTC)
Well, I wasn't going to come *right* out and say it ...

Waaaaah! Babs&Dick! OTP! Waaaaaah!

What the hell have you done to my brain. This is all. your. fault. Well, and Shrift's. I blame you two.)
4th-Jun-2004 05:38 pm (UTC)

You know you can borrow my comics for a fix.

Starman? REALLY good.

Like, possibly Sandman level good.

I'll lend you the first trade when I'm done. I'm not fannish about it like I am about the rest of the DCverse, I'm just enjoying the writing.
4th-Jun-2004 07:33 pm (UTC)
I'm insanely shippy about the two of them. IM me and I'll feed you the first half of the story I'm writing.

If they are still broken up five years from now in story time, I will weep. And since I will be very old by then, it will be an awful thing to see.
4th-Jun-2004 10:21 pm (UTC)
(insert quiet squee-like noise.)
4th-Jun-2004 01:12 pm (UTC)
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh. DickNBabs4EVA!!!1111!!!

I really am a Dick&Babs shipper (two people I'd hardly heard of a month ago, damn you, and yes, I mean you), and wow, is this not a good time in the history of the comicsverse to fall in love with the ship. So thank you for the hit. And the adult Babs, of whom I will never get tired.
4th-Jun-2004 04:04 pm (UTC)
Yeah, I sheepishly admit I may *perhaps* have OTP issues. Babs was my full-on gateway drug into comics addiction.

But I'm so not sorry you've been sucked into this weird little world.
4th-Jun-2004 01:50 pm (UTC)
This was a beautiful snippet that made my heart ache.

Dick-n-Babs are my favorite comics pairing, for so many reasons. I love the fact they know each other's secret hurts and fears and have been there for each other on so many occasions. I love that Dick, who is the most physical character in the DC-erse in terms of sheer love of movement is completely in love with a woman who can't walk. And Bab, who has so many issues regarding intimacy, trusted Dick enough to let them go.

Plus that recent speech Dick made about why he loves Babs - man, if someone said that to me, I wouldn't dump them, I can tell you that. Probably the single most romantic thing I've ever read.
4th-Jun-2004 04:13 pm (UTC)
I adore the both of them to pieces. The break up was so painfully realistic and so *them*, as their issues collided. I wanted to feed them both soup.

And 88/89 just broke my heart for them.

My head keeps spinning with half-formed thoughts on the core three of the Batfam, and the various ways in which Dick and Babs have struggled with Bruce's legacy. I hope someday the spinning stops and words come out, because the spinning makes sense to me, but I know it's all mental shorthand that won't make sense to anyone else.
4th-Jun-2004 06:58 pm (UTC)
I just realized I should rec a series of stories that I suspect your going to love. The Maraverse by Tammy. Futurefic from about 2 til about 23 years in the future. Dick and Babs are married with 2 kids - Martha (Mara) and Jimmy. But just because you're heroes doesn't mean your family relations aren't supremely fucked up especially when your daughter out-bats the bat and your son feels he doesn't measure up - dangerous when you're smart enough to be able to end the world in a fit of angst.

Some of the stories are funny but many are anything but, none are fluffy - just a realistic look at what hapens when powerful people with unresolved issues have powerful kids.

Read 'em and pimp 'em if you like them.
5th-Jun-2004 01:52 am (UTC)
Aw, but this is so much *better* than porn...! Well, porn is good, too, but I love what you did with this situation. And the gray hair--squee! I've always thought I'd like Dick (even) better if he were 10 or 20 years older...

Lex, Mia and a spankbot, though--ROTFL. Actually, I can kinda picture Mia inflicting a spankbot on Lex (or vice versa, but that's just perverted...;) ) The Adventures of Lex and Mia in the World of BAD CRACK!!!
5th-Jun-2004 10:24 pm (UTC)
Lex and a spankbot is just a funny, funny notion.

I think a 30-something Dick would be incredibly sexy. There's something about that age that just brings out the best in a fellow's features.
7th-Jun-2004 07:52 pm (UTC)
Oh, sweet, pure Bat nub!

I recently got Batgirl: Year One and fell in love with Dick/Babs all over again (having previously had a passionate affair during the swinging 70's -- "Boots" Gordon for Congress!" Oh god, I'm old.)
7th-Jun-2004 10:24 pm (UTC)
With Batgirl: Year One, who wouldn't?

I've been using it as the gateway drug to hook friends on the 'verse. The side effect seems to be an instant love/need for Dick/Babs.
10th-Jun-2004 07:20 pm (UTC)
Wow, that was lovely. ::fumbles for tissues::

Loved the touches of change, but the certainty of various things that are always going to be true about this pair. Mwah.
13th-Feb-2005 04:32 am (UTC)
Oh, I found this via a link from the dcfic_index community - my knowledge of the universe is limited, but still I loved every single moment in this. Loved!
3rd-Dec-2005 11:26 pm (UTC)
Thank you!
31st-Oct-2005 05:54 am (UTC)
I was just browsing around being all "must have het! WHERE IS HET!" and generally annoying everyone on AIM when I stumbled across this and while not precisely what I was looking for it hit me square between my Dick/Babs OTP eyes and laid me out on the floor in a fainting maiden pose. Then I got up and wrote feedback. Damn I love those two, even though they're impossible.
3rd-Dec-2005 11:27 pm (UTC)
A much belated thank you!

I may have impossible OTP issues I was, umm, working out.
9th-Nov-2005 03:58 am (UTC)
Ok, so I just found this because I started randomly needing Dick/Babs fic RIGHT NOW and found it through dc fic index. Oh man. *sniffs* So nice. Now must resist saying things like "poor ickle fucked up batfamily!!11"
3rd-Dec-2005 11:28 pm (UTC)
Thank you! Poor sad broken Batfamily!

(Like the poor sad broken LJ comment notifications, only less rage-inducing...)
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