Awake and Dreaming 2

Awake and Dreaming 2

- 7 years later-
Camryn’s POV
I stared at the ballroom of people dressed in tuxes and fancy gowns as they listened to Bruce give a speech about the progress Wayne Industries had made and what their plans were for the future. Most of his audience had a glass of champagne in their one hand while they ticked with their free hand on the right moment against the wrist of their occupied hand in a form of applause.
You get why I was glad I was standing at the back of the room, right? Even after seven years being a member of the Wayne household, I still wasn’t used at nights like this. Nights full sparkles and fake laughs and words I didn’t understand completely. And just to top it all off, I too had to wear a dress and appropriate shoes which, thanks to Alfred, included low heels ever since I turned ten. Those heels seemed to go slightly higher and higher though with every year that passed…
The applause that filled the room startled me a bit but I quickly composed myself and clapped along though I hadn’t paid attention to a word that had been spoken. And my daydream state didn’t go unnoticed.
“Tsk, tsk Camryn.”Jason scoffed me teasingly as he leaned next to me against the wall. “Better not let the old man catch you daydreaming.”. “Better not let Alfred catch you sulking in your best suit.”I countered on which the fifteen-year-old straightened up a bit since he already had gotten a talk from butler to boy earlier today about how the suit made the man but the man had to treat said suit with respect. Can’t blame Alfred of giving him that preach since Jason managed to burn his last suit (an Armani nonetheless) to a crisp on an undercover mission alongside Bruce.
Yes, I know about the not-so-secret-anymore superhero business that runs around in the mansion. What can I say? I always happened to pay attention to things people wished I didn’t. So after seeing some reports on the news about Batman and co saving the day and then looking behind me to Dick, Jason and Bruce who laid completely out of it and bruised on the couch… Well… Let’s just say I put two and two together. And I happened to stumble on the Batcave by accident…
Learning Bruce was Batman meaning that he had been the one who had saved me that faithful night, brought me closer him. Same with Jason/Robin and Dick/Nightwing. Now that all the secrets were out, there was no need any more to be sneaky or come up with excuses. It also resulted in me getting trained and developing my own alter ego though Bruce wouldn’t let me out on the streets just yet. Though, he promised it would be very soon.

“Earth to Cami!”Jason’s teasing voice invaded my mind again. “Jeez, Feather. What has you zoned out so much? Not nervous about your first run on the roofs are you?”. I rolled my eyes at his statement but the use of his personal nickname for me brought a smile to my lips. Feather, because on a normal day I would braid a feather in my long brown locks, the colour matching my mood.  
“It’s not that.”I mumbled back. “I…”. I bit my lip before I sighed. “I think I did something stupid.”. “You? Camryn ‘Smartass’ Lear, done something stupid?”Jason asked and flipped his black hair out of his eyes. “No.”.
“Yes.”I argued. “I… I asked up the files on my mother’s murder.”. The joking grin on Jason’s face fell as he looked at me worried. “Bruce warned me not to do it.”I continued. “That I didn’t want to remember my mom like that. On the day she died, I didn’t see her body. Detective Gordon made sure of that. But now with the file… I saw the pictures Jay. And they’re haunting me in my dreams.”.
Before I knew what happened, Jason had pulled me in a hug. “I’m so sorry Feather.”he mumbled. “Got to hate when the old man is right.”. “True.”I agreed as I rested my head on his shoulder, which thanks to my heels I managed to do. “Let’s not tell him though. I don’t feel like a rant of ‘I told you so’.”.
“Deal.”Jason agreed as he pulled back slightly, a smirk playing on his lips as a spark lighted up his green eyes. “On one condition though.”. I raised an eyebrow at him, expecting the worst. “You’re wearing a dress, I’m in a tux. You’re dancing with me.”he stated as he started to pull me onto the dance floor where other couples had already beat us to it.
A giggle escaped my lips at his childish eagerness that was oh so Jason Todd. When we got into our dancing frame, I just knew Alfred was somewhere crying his eyes out about how those dancing classes had finally paid off.
“You look nice tonight, by the way.”Jason complimented me in the middle of a waltz. “You’re only saying that because I’m wearing a red dress.”I countered knowing well enough it was his favourite colour. “Not only that.”he assured me and kissed my forehead. And as we danced, all my problems just seemed to blur until they slowly faded.