DC: Don't Utter A Word

Chapter 47:

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[David Lance POV]

Time went by rather quickly after Rachel's incident, with the weeks going by feeling as if they were seconds.

For the most part, the League remained distant but always watching, always behind Rachel's every move. It wasn't the best outcome, I was aware, but it was what it was, and I was okay with it.

Because despite the constant surveillance they had on her, they were letting Rachel be, and she was content with this arrangement.

As for me, well. With Rachel's situation fixed, for the most part, I continued with my therapy, dealing with one problem at a time; it also helped a great deal I had Rachel to talk to or sign to in my case.

It was different talking with someone that could understand you without pity.

I was glad to have her as a friend in more than one way. And deep within, I hoped she felt the same.

It was, after all, a two-way street; you can't expect someone to help you without being open to helping them as well in any form, that kind of thinking would make me a leech, and as the world is right now, we already had enough of those walking around.

"Oh, David! I'm respecting your privacy by knocking," knocked Oliver at my door three consecutive times.

I narrowed my eyes at the door, feeling a sense of Deja vu "But asserting my authority as your big brother by coming in anyway!" At this, I realized what was happening, memories of my first childhood flashing by as Oliver broke the door open using a green battering ram that was conveniently shaped like a quiver.

I sighed, rubbing my temples. ~Why did you do that?~

Oliver grinned, dropping the battering ram to the ground. "Didn't you hear my clever words a few moments ago?"

I quirked an eyebrow at him.

"Fine" sighed Oliver, tossing a pamphlet my way.

I grabbed the pamphlet mid-flight before opening it. It was the plans for a house, a manor, a big one at that, but what did that have to do with him destroying my door?

It was here when it hit me.

~Already?~ I asked with a smile.

"Yep," He grinned, like a kid on his first Christmas Eve, too enthusiastic to display any other emotion besides utter elation.

To think that in less than two months since their official engagement, they would take the next step, living together. ~Why the new manor, though?~

"I want us to begin our new life with new things," replied Oliver, nodding as if his answer was nothing but logical.

Now that I think about it, this feels like something Dinah would tell me in person; after all, this was the kind of event she would love to be the one to break out to me, so I wonder why she sent Oliver instead Ohh, I see what happened now time to mess with Oliver for his terrible mistake.

~She doesn't know you are telling me this, right?~ I asked, sporting an impish grin on my face.

Oliver froze in place, sweat magically materializing on his forehead as he came to realize his terrible mistake. "I well I mean"

I smiled, my grin growing ever so large. ~It would be a darn shame if I told her, wouldn't it?~

"What's your price," muttered Oliver in clear defeat.

~I won't be easily bought, Oliver,~ I replied with a nod. I would probably torture him for a bit longer before asking for a cheeseburger or something.

"I will give you a four-story private room just for you in the manor, with a movie theater, a game room, and a library so massive Batman will have to get a library card to have access to it, only when you permit, of course, you will also have your own pool," offered Oliver, his voice firm like that of a businessman.

I blinked two times before thinking to myself. What?

~I I was gonna ask for some nuggets or something similar~ I signed.

"You drive a hard bargain," sighed Oliver. "I will add two cheeseburger meals to my offer, one extra max per meal. That's my final offer, so do we have a deal?"

How the hell was he a billionaire?

Wait a second

Suspicious of this offer, I grabbed the pamphlet to read over the plans for the new manor, to find an area called David's Cave, which was a four-story private room with a movie theater, a game room, a private library, and a pool.

He was planning on giving me that regardless of anything all along.

~I will tell Dinah,~ I signed, eyes narrowed at him.

Oliver panicked, "Wait, wait! Let's not get hasty I'm sure we can work this out"

I narrowed my eyes even more. ~I want three cheeseburgers meals now, two extras for each meal, and four extra-large sodas~ I paused to think if I wanted something else, oh right, the dessert. ~And up to three desserts of my choosing in any place.~

"Deal," nodded Oliver, shaking my hand.

We both knew this was all in good fun and that it was pointless in any case. I mean, I had a credit card he had given me, with no limits. But, when it came to family, it wasn't about the money; it was about the respect.

And I had won today.

"But seriously, don't tell your sister I told you before her," muttered Oliver.

"Don't tell me what?" asked Dinah, entering the room as if on cue, hands resting on her hips.

Oliver smiled, giving me a pleading side look.

~A surprise we are planning for you. So don't ruin our plans by asking,~ I replied, hiding the pamphlet before she could see it. I was a man of my word, the cheeseburgers had been my price, and for my price, I would complete this deal.

Dinah hummed, looking at the bits of my broken door on the floor, before glancing at the quiver-shaped battering ram laying a few feet away from my bed. "I had a long day; I won't even ask"

With that said, she walked out of the room. Leaving us victorious. She knew nothing; she was totally in the dark.

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[Dinah Lance POV]

I knew.

I was totally not in the dark.

But I would let those two have their moment. I was a benevolent goddess after all.

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