Batman Beyond: Her Love

I sighed and checked my watch for what must've been the billionth time. He still was not here! What was wrong with him? I should just dump him with the way he treats me—which is pathetically. I must dump Terry McGuiness when I see him next---

"Dana!"

Speak of the Devil. I turned around and all my anger faded away. Terry was running-like an idiot, I must add—to me. He had that apologetic smile on his face. I turned around.

"Go away, Terry." He turned me around. It was amazing how strong his grip was.

"I'm sorry, Dana. Mr. Wayne—,"

"Don't give me that." I interrupted. "I'm tired of hearing it."

"I know, I know, but I'll—,"

"Make it up to me?" I asked. He nodded sheepishly. Terry, my boyfriend—the ultimate flake--but he was my ultimate flake. "Well, I don't know Terry, I mean—," He placed two fingers over my lips.

"Please, Dana." He pleaded. He had that sad puppy dog look on his face and I knew that I would give in, just like I did all the other times before.

"Fine," I sighed. He pulled me into his arms and held me for a few seconds. "Terry, what exactly are these 'errands' that you do for Mr. Wayne?" He let go of me and looked at me puzzled.

"What do you mean, Dana?" I gave him one of my serious looks. "He just has me do a lot of stuff out of town and runs me all over." I nodded, but I hardly believed it. Terry was hiding something, but I wasn't sure what. I noticed that Terry had a cut that ran from his elbow down.

"Terry!" I called out in shock. He looked at his arm and put it behind him.

"It's nothing." He muttered. I looked at him with concern and frowned.

"Are you sure?" He smiled and gave me his carefree look.

"I'm fine, let's go." He took my hand and started leading me along. I bit my lower lip in concern. Was he really ok? How'd he get that cut? I bumped into Terry who had stopped. He lifted my chin up so I could look into his beautiful eyes. "Don't worry, Dana." And like that, all my fears were gone. Terry had always had that effect on me and no matter how mad I got at him, I always felt perfect when I was with him.

"Just where are we going, Terry?" I asked. He smiled.

"It's a secret." He kept leading me onward until we finally reached a Wayne Tower building. Terry accessed it with a key.

"What are you doing?" I asked in shock. Terry grinned.

"Mr. Wayne let me use this building tonight as a reward. C'mon," He motioned for my hand and we walked in. We kept walking until we got into an elevator. We rode it silently up. "Close your eyes."

"What?"

"Just do it, Dana." I sighed and did as he told me. Carefully, he led me out of the elevator. "Kay, open." I did and I was immediately taken back. What was supposed to be a normal rooftop garden had been transformed into a whimsical forest. It was lit up by dozens of candles and multi-colored lights hung around everywhere.

"Terry," I started in shock.

"Do you like it?" He asked anxiously. I pulled him into a kiss to prove how much I liked it. When we finally pulled apart, he grinned. "Guess I should do this more often."

"Yes, McGuiness," I agreed. "You should." Out of nowhere, music started to play and waiters appeared. I pulled Terry close. "How'd you pull this off?"

"Lots and lots of begging and getting rejected by Mr. Wayne, but in the end, I won."

"Yes, you did." Terry started swaying me side to side.

"Would you do me the honor of this dance, Miss Tan?" I curtsied, since I had luckily decided to wear a long, silky, red dress per Terry's request. At the time, I had thought it looked ridiculous, but now with Terry dancing with me, the dress now seemed to gain new life. I had barely noticed that Terry was wearing a tux. He looked so handsome. I put my head on his shoulder and closed my eyes. It all felt so perfect and I loved it—I loved him.

"Terry, I love you." I whispered it and I felt Terry clutch me closer.

"I love you too, Dana." The music finished and we stopped our dance. "Want to eat?" I nodded and he escorted me to the table.

The food was perfect and it had all my favorites. Terry had really planned this and I was glad to be treated like a princess for once instead of being forgotten about. Eventually, I heard the clock strike midnight.

"I didn't know it was so late," I muttered.
"Want to go home?" Terry asked. I frowned. I didn't want to leave, but I knew that I had school tomorrow and needed the sleep. Besides, Dad would have a fit if I didn't come home soon.

"As much as I don't want to go, I need to."

"You got it," Terry smiled and kissed me once more. "Shall we go, beautiful?"

"Yes," I nodded. "But, I do have once question, Terry."

"Shoot." He was walking towards the door.

"What's the occasion?" He stopped and beamed.

"Dana, don't you remember?"

"Remember what?" I asked confusedly. He put one arm around my waist and pulled me closer to him.

"It's our two year anniversary." Remembrance flashed through my veins. He was so right. We had met on our first day of high school, two years ago. It had seemed so long ago.

"I can't believe you remembered." I whispered.

"I can't believe you forgot," Terry joked. I felt tears spilling over. "Dana?" He asked panic in his voice. "What's wrong?" I pulled him into a hug.

"Thank you, Terry." Terry just held me and once I recovered, he asked,

"You ready to go?"

"Yes," I nodded. He took my hand and we walked to his car and he drove me home. As we stood on the porch, Terry pulled a present out of his pocket.

"Almost forgot," He muttered. "For you."

"Terry, you didn't!" I protested. Terry grinned.

"I did and if this doesn't earn me the boyfriend of the year award, I don't know what will." I opened the box and inside was a necklace that had a radiant diamond heart at the end of the silver chain. I was in utter shock.

"Terry, how much did this--," I chocked.

"No, no." Terry interjected. "I have a job that really pays well, ok?" I flipped the heart over and saw that our names were on it. "Let me put it on you." I handed him the necklace and pulled my hair up. He swiftly put it around my neck. "Oh, Dana."

"What? Do I look bad?" I asked anxiously.

"No, Dana." He looked mesmerized. "You look like an angel." I blushed and he kissed me once more. I pulled him into a long hug.

"Terry," I whispered.

"Mmm?" I clutched him tighter.

"Thank you." Terry broke away and had me look at him.

"No, Dana, thank you. For staying with me despite the fact that I keep—,"

"Abandoning me?" I finished with a coy look on my face.

"Yeah," He shifted nervously.

"Don't worry about it, Terry." I kissed him once more. "I'll see you at school tomorrow."

"You got it," He smiled and I watched as his pocket vibrated. He checked the caller ID and sighed.

"Mr. Wayne?" I asked, but I already knew the answer.

"Yep," He replied. "Do you mind if I--?"

"Nope, go ahead." He put the phone to his ear.

"Yes?" He listened intently for a few seconds. "I see . . ." He nodded and checked his watch. "I'll be there." He hung up and gave me that puppy dog look again.

"Go on," I encouraged. "I'll see you tomorrow." He quickly kissed my cheek.

"Right," He agreed. "Tomorrow." He quickly rushed to his car and waved before he drove off. I chuckled to myself. That was my boyfriend. So goofy, flaky, and yet incredibly sweet. That was Terry. I opened the door to my house and walked up to bed. But, one thing was bothering me. Terry's cut was really bad and I wondered how he had gotten it. My mind told me to relax, that even Terry had his clumsy moments, but my heart told me something was up. I had an uneasy feeling in my stomach. Surely, I was just sad that Terry had to go—yeah, that was it.

I quickly changed into my nightgown and took my necklace off. I held it up towards the light and I saw dozens of rainbows coming out from it. It was beautiful. Maybe that had been why Terry had been running ragged for Mr. Wayne. He was saving up to buy the necklace? That made sense. I glanced at the clock and figured there was no use in wondering about it now. I turned off the light and snuggled in-between the sheets and fell asleep.