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Author's Notes: This was written on 1 March 2003, while I was at the Creation Convention in Seattle, Washington, waiting for Roxann Dawson to come onstage. It's the first of 3 stories written at that time.
She never said she loved him.
In fact, I don't think she actually loved him, you know? I think she just loved the idea of being normal. But she can't do normal anymore than I can. It's just not us, you know?
She's too tied to the ideals that …he instilled in her, that she tries to instill in me. She just doesn't understand the double standard she lives by. Her rules apply to everyone but herself. It's bullshit, but she'll never admit it, you know?
And now, she'll fall further into Oracle, and remove herself from being Barbara Gordon.
