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An alarm sounds in the distance. It is a small room in a townhouse that is completely inconspicuous. The bedroom is small with the walls painted a light grey and the curtains hanging from the windows a complementary red. The little bay window beneath it was decorated to match the interior of the room. A bookshelf to the right of the mirror across the bed. A door leading to the closet in between the mirror and bookshelf. One could barely see a bleary-eyed blonde headed girl pop out from the sheets her form lay under.
The bleary-eyed blonde purposely set the alarm away from her bed, a trick she had learned from her adopted father. It is a technique that he uses so that he will be forced to get out of bed and start the day. Letting out a small groan of protest the blonde sits up in bed looking at herself in the mirror. With clear green eyes, the woman looks at the stranger staring back in disgust. Only she and very few others knew this is not who she is. That this is not her true identity… at least anymore. Reaching up to her neck she removes the necklace hanging gracefully around her neck. Seconds later the blonde hair that is held back in a braid changes, before her eyes, becoming black. The woman smiles at her reflection feeling like herself for the first time in days as her startling blue eyes take in the appearance of her black hair and tanned skin she lacked when she had the necklace on for her assignment.
“Felicity, are you going to get up?” A man questions knocking on the door. The woman, Felicity, stares at herself a moment longer. Before reaching up and placing the necklace back in its rightful place. The pendant is gold engraved with a cursive ‘F’. It is a necklace she has worn for countless operations both undercover and simply for her alter ego. Although it is a replica the necklace still means a lot to her even as she cannot wear the original that had been her mother’s last gift to her.
“Yeah, I will be out in a moment Tommy. Then maybe we can spar for a while until I have to continue with this stupid mission,” Felicity responds standing. Trading her tank top for a sports bra that allowed her lean muscles to show. The natural raven kept her red sweatpants on as she padded throughout her room. Entering the bathroom attached to her room, the blonde stared at herself a moment before exiting after brushing her teeth.
“Good morning,” Tommy responds, holding out a protein shake to the heroine which she gladly accepts. While handing over the shake he notices a despondent look on the other's face. “Are you okay?”
“Yeah, I guess. I just miss my family,” Felicity responds tiredly. The mission was supposed to be simple, go in as Felicity Smoak, a preppy and perky twenty-four year old and work as a stay at home internet technician. During the nights she would go out under her alias Sparrow. The mission had changed though when Oliver Queen had returned to the living and the arrow had shown up killing people for “justice”. Before the Arrow had shown up it was simple to go see her family via the zeta tube or for her family to visit her. Neighbors here never asked questions when multiple people came in and out of her house at times. Most of them had assumed they were the genius’ friends visiting. However, Felicity’s cover was more intricate than that. Felicity Smoak only had a distant mother who she had lost contact with, and no more living relatives. She was also green-eyed, blonde-haired, and a loner since her early schooling years. She was no more than a geeky adult with no apparent life which was what she had to sell when the mission changed and she had to begin working for the arrow.
“Felicity, and I mean Wayne not that other one,” Tommy says, lifting her chin to meet her eyes. He smiles as he reaches behind her neck and removes the pendant. “You have every right to be tired of this and miss your family. You are leading two completely different lives. If I was in your position I would be too, but most of the world thinks I am dead. No one will know until the next gala and even then I will have to pretend I have just come back to life more recently. I will finally be able to leave behind the life of a playboy and start being the person I am with you and your family, but we just have to get through until the next gala. You can begin to be yourself and not someone who died long ago and represents your weaknesses. And I will finally be able to stop hiding out in this safe house and behind a mask.”
“Thank you, Tommy,” The raven-haired beauty says weakly and close to tears as she is pulled into a hug by the man she is in love with. His strong and sturdy figure holding onto her. Felicity lets all emotions she has been holding back and ignoring while he embraces her. She wishes the mission hadn’t taken a turn for the worst, but as her father says “The mission is what the mission becomes”.
The two are startled out of their embrace when Felicity’s phone begins to blare from the countertop. Looking at the name she answers while simultaneously heading over to her Wayne Enterprises issued laptop.
“Felicity, open your zeta tube entrance. Terry and I are coming for a visit,” Catwoman says immediately after the phone is answered. Felicity nods in acknowledgment forgetting momentarily that it is impossible for her adoptive mother to see her through the phone. Typing a few commands into the laptop the young woman watches as the bookcase slides open. Soon stepping out is her pregnant mother and her youngest brother. Terry appears with his small five-year-old handheld in the tight grasp of Felicity’s adoptive mother. Who was still more present in her life than her biological mother even though she had become a normal factor in her home around the age of twelve. Approaching the undercover bat Selina pulls her into a hug. “Hello, baby girl,”
“Tommy,” Selina acknowledges as the other superhero while pulling away from the grasp she had on the younger woman. Terry escapes his mother's grasp and bounces into his oldest sibling’s arms. Tommy only nods in response before turning to face the Queen consolidated employee.
“I will be in the other room training if you need me for anything,” Tommy speaks turning on his heel to exit the room when Selina speaks.
“No, this involves you too. Terry, darling, why don’t you go find your toys in Felicity’s room,” Selina suggests
“Felicity, I know your siblings are angry at you for staying on your mission so I thought it best I come to see you. Your father hasn’t been seen for a few days and he hasn’t told anyone he was leaving. Not even Alfred or myself. You would think that man would learn by now, wouldn’t you? The rest of your siblings are on various missions at the moment, but there is a Wayne Gala in one week. Since you are the oldest child and the one who will inherit the company first the board is calling for your return from your ‘business trip’,” Selina Kyle explains. Upon hearing the news Felicity drops her phone. Despite being shell shocked Tommy is able to catch the phone before he sets it on one of the tabletops.
“What do you mean he is gone, ma?” Felicity asks in shock. She silently leans into Tommy who has offered his silent support by putting his arm around her. The older brunette only shakes her head. No one knows, but since it was discovered the previous week Selina had called in her oldest son to pose as Batman. Something she has known for a long time he didn’t want the burden of just yet.
“He just vanished. At first, we thought it was a league mission so we didn’t think anything of it. That is until Diana called looking for Bruce because they needed him, the leader of the League, for an emergency meeting. We all know how important the league is to him. Whether he is willing to admit it or not he cares for everyone on that team,” Selina says taking a seat on the couch on the verge of tears. Her hormones were everywhere currently as she was six months pregnant. Not to mention her husband of nine years had just disappeared.
“We will find him, Mama. What do you need me to do?” Felicity asks, taking a seat next to her mother and allowing her body to lean on the older woman’s. The peaceful moment is quickly interrupted when Terry bursts through the doors taking a flying leap into Tommy’s arms. The man who was quiet until that moment let out a very manly and dignified squeak as the little boy made contact with him.
“I need you to get your team that's here together and bring them to the manor. The league needs help and they are running the rest of your siblings ragged between patrol in Gotham and their missions. You are the rightful leader of young justice, the metas specifically the strong ones don’t realize the toll it's taking on the young heroes. Your family needs you. Wayne Enterprises needs Evangeline Wayne.” After Selina’s speech, she stood with the help of Tommy who was still holding the six-year-old boy. “I will be expecting you for dinner tonight.”
The infamous Catwoman leaves with that last statement. Watching the bookcase close after her departure Tommy turns to Felicity motioning to the little boy on his back. Terry had taken to holding onto Tommy like he was a koala bear. Felicity stifles a laugh as she reaches up and places the not so small boy on her hip.