As the day drew to a close, Bruce Wayne approached the oasis that was a miraculous creations by Phoebe. A figure approached, the swaying walk as familiar to Bruce as his own, As Pamela approached, Bruce stopped, watching her walk towards him. She gave Bruce a kiss. Bruce, always prepared for such an eventuality, returned the kiss. He lay his hands against her, holding her to him for a moment. 

"Always surpising me, our daughter"

Pamela gave a chuckle, and said "She is the best of us, Bruce"

Bruce gave a sigh, and looked around them. "I just don't want her to be hurt"

"You can't protect her forever, Bruce. She's strong. She'll be okay"

Bruce didn't have anything to say, and he merely looked back to her, weary. 

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As day turned to night, the school seemed to settle into calm, and there didn't seem to be any troubles. As morning came, an announcement went through the schhol/ [b]"Attention students! There will be another assembly in half an hour"

Phoebe hadn't slept. She'd been with her father, most of the night, arguing. She had facts, figures, everything she needed to bring about a good, constructive argument, and she gave as much ground as she got, but she got what she wanted. 

"Always partners, and we'll have access to fast escape. You know we have to do this, Dad. Some of us older students have already been doing it during the summer. We're ready, Dad." She gave her father a hug, and went to freshen up as best she could, rubbing her eyes, she went to the cafeteria, well satisfied.