Road trip!

[twiceahero]

The car pulls up on the waterfront and Zinda helps Barbara into her chair. "Wait here with the car, this should be a short trip."

Zinda smiles and nods, "You got it, skipper." She'll be alert, she's realized that something is up.

Barbara looks out across the water to Titans Tower then rolls over to the disguised entry point. She looks at the security system and considers. The Titans have never been fond of uninvited guests. She could simply set up a cover story and get Vic to let her in, but that would take time. Time she's not sure she has.

So she places her hand on the scanner and it hums to life. "D.N.A. scan complete. ----, you have been cleared for access to Titans Tower." Being prepared is something that Oracle does, but hacking the security system at the Tower to give her access without recording it or alerting anyone wasn't something she ever really expected to need.

The ride to the Tower is short, but long enough for a look at the Tower's layout again to locate the room she's looking for. And long enough to activate a routine training alert for the other side of the island. With control of the security system that should give her plenty of time to get to where she wants to go without running into anyone along the way.

Which is why she's sitting in the room of one Joseph Wilson, a.k.a. "Jericho", when everyone returns to the tower. He'll make it up here eventually. Hopefully he'll be alone.

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[silentson.livejournal.com]

They've been out in the yard, doing some work out things. The usual team battles, capture the flag, etc. Which is why, when Jericho comes in, he is stripped to the waist, with a towel over his head, drying off the excess water from his shower. After all, it's only his room, no worries there, right?

Only when he raises his eyes and sees Babs, he stops all movement. Mentally, his first thought it to attack, but thankfully, his second thoughts bring up 'female, wheelcair, we know her' and he keeps himself from accidentally assaulting the crippled woman.

Hi. He signs.

[twiceahero.livejournal.com]

She tenses for a moment as she sees his first impulse, and then stays tense. He shouldn't know who she is.

"[You know who I am. How?]" Sign language is quiet; Barbara hopes that she can have this conversation and be gone without anyone ever knowing she was here.

[silentson.livejournal.com]

He glances behind him, making sure none of the other Titans are wandering by. Just to be safe, he closes the door. But he leaves it open just a crack, so as not to worry her.

Ever read any Douglas Adams? He'd done some research, after coming back

[twiceahero.livejournal.com]

Barbara blinks, trying to figure out where he's going with this, but then nods. "[Yes. Why?]" She's willing to play along for a bit, anyway.

[silentson.livejournal.com]

And he's dropped some other questions, here and there. A couple of the Titans knew what he was talking about, but had stopped going, or couldn't, or something. Anyone ever talk to you about a place called Milliways?

[twiceahero.livejournal.com]

She blinks again, then frowns. "[It was in the note I got. I take it you didn't read it?]" That's a bit troubling. It means that it might really be from... herself.

[silentson.livejournal.com]

Of course not. It was a private message from- Well, from you, to you. He offers her a silly grin. God, it sounds so stupid! You said you'd understand.

[twiceahero.livejournal.com]

She understands, she's just still having trouble believing it. "[And you know her, me... whatever... Is that how you recognized me when you came in?]"

[silentson.livejournal.com]

She helped me acclimate to the place. He's nodding. This is so weird. Told me a little bit about herself. Yourself. Selves. He flails his hands, at a loss for words.

[twiceahero.livejournal.com]

Her laugh is brief, and perhaps a bit harsher than that of her younger self. "[I suppose that is the sort of thing I would do. And contacting me, from this time I mean, would be high on my list of things to do.]" Barbara frowns, "[Do you know what she, I," she stops and rolls her eyes, "she wants to do?"

[silentson.livejournal.com]

I think she wanted information? Reflexively, he looks over his shoulder, to make sure no one is listening, or watching, or whatever. Maybe something to avert the Crisis?

[twiceahero.livejournal.com]

Barbara settles on a pronoun, "[It is the sort of thing she would do. But has she...?]" she cuts off with a snort. "[Of course she's considered possible repercussions.]"

She turns to eye Joseph seriously, "[Do you think she can handle it? It's a big thing to attempt.]"

[silentson.livejournal.com]

I think she might have some help. His usual faint grin is locked in place. There are several people there from that time period.

[twiceahero.livejournal.com]

For the first time Barbara considers what it would mean if someone could pull it off. "[Wow. If she could do it, if she could head off the crisis... All those lives...]"

[silentson.livejournal.com]

He nods, glancing over his shoulder again. Superboy

[twiceahero.livejournal.com]

That's enough to start the list in Barbara's head. Sometimes perfect recall is as much a burden as a boon and she swallows and closes her eyes for a moment.

When she looks up her eyes are dead serious, "[Are you willing to act as a go-between? Since you seem to be able to get to this place?"]

[silentson.livejournal.com]

He leans back against a wall, arms crossed against hsi chest. Now, they're getting down to business. Funny, when the smile goes away, he looks a lot like his father. How Much?

And then he cracks into a grin. No, just kidding, of course I'll do it.

[twiceahero.livejournal.com]

Her eyes stay serious for a moment before sparkling. "[You may be kidding, but you'll be getting paid anyway. I haven't met a superhero yet who wasn't short on funds.]"

[silentson.livejournal.com]

I'm all right. His mother was Hive Mistress, come on. And his Dad? Both of them put away some good money for thier children.

[twiceahero.livejournal.com]

"[Well,]" her smile widens, "[You're more all right now. You can do what you want with it. Donate it to charity, make some renovations on the tower, give it to your sister...]"

[silentson.livejournal.com]

That gets a big smile. His sister. Wow. He never knew. Not, before. Thank you. What do I have to do?

[twiceahero.livejournal.com]

"[For now?]" Barbara reaches under her chair and comes out with a hard plastic case about the size of a shoe box which she sets in her lap. "[Take her this when you can. It contains most of the files she'll need over the next couple of months. We'll have to figure out something more efficient than hand-carrying eventually, but for now...]" she shrugs.

[silentson.livejournal.com]

He accepts the box, and turns it over a couple of times, nodding. This, is the easy way to save the world. I'll do it. Do you need an escort out?

[twiceahero.livejournal.com]

In answer she rolls over to the computer in the corner and spends a moment at the keyboard. Her eyes are locked on the screen as it flicks through various cameras located within the Tower.

Barbara turns to Joseph and shakes her head, "[No one knows I'm here. It's probably best if things stay that way. Most of them don't even know who I am.]" She grins, "[I found my way in, I can make it back out.]"

She pauses at the door and finally speaks, her voice soft. "Thanks, Joseph."

[silentson.livejournal.com]

He lays a hand on her shoulder, and nods his head. You're welcome.

[twiceahero.livejournal.com]

With a nod she raises her hands, "[I'm sure we'll see more of each other.]"

Her smile is genuinely please, "[It's good to have you back.]"