“Wow Megan! What's all this for?” Wally asked, gesturing to the bags full of cooking supplies.
“I don't know,” the Martian answered. “Robin asked me to get it.”
“Robin? What is he planning?”
“Geez! You really are stupid,” Artemis said.
She walked past them, sitting on top of the counter. She looked through one of the bags.
“Megan and Connor are new at this, but I thought you of all people would know, Wally West.”
“What are you hinting at?”
Artemis sighed, pulling out a container of chocolate.
“Robin NEVER goes shopping. But he's got chocolate, pasta, tomatoes, and who knows what else!”
The two looked at Artemis.
“So?” Wally asked.
“SO, that means it's his anniversary with Becca.”
“Oh! No wonder he didn't want to go play laser tag with us tonight!”
Artemis nodded her head. She hopped off the counter.
“Exactly why Willow is coming and not Becca. Besides, he's been planning this for weeks. You can hear him muttering to himself.”
“Huh. That explains why he wanted us out of the mountain till midnight. Which I don't mind,” Wally added.
Artemis rolled her eyes, heading to her room. Megan sighed.
“They're so cute! I hope they have a good time. C'mon Wally. We better get this stuff put away. Wanna help?”
“Sure. But we better hurry. Almost time for us to get going.”
Megan nodded and started pulling stuff out of the bags. Wally raced around the kitchen, putting them away. The two finished just as Kaldur and Connor entered the kitchen.
“We should leave,” Kaldur instructed.
“Alright. I'll grab Artemis.”
Megan flew off in the direction of the archer's room. She came back, Artemis in tow. They were about to leave when Robin entered the room. The black haired boy wore a hooded, red vest, firmly fastened on his slender body and with a black short-armed shirt underneath, complete with dark, black sunglasses, black fingerless gloves, and sneakers.
“Whoa! Robin! You look...amazing!”
Robin smirked at the blonde archer.
“Thanks.”
“No, Robin, I'm dead serious. I can actually compliment someone without thinking twice. You look really nice!” Artemis turned to Megan. “Why can't Becca come over more often?”
Megan giggled. She shook her head at Artemis, a smile on her face.
“As sharp as Robin looks, we got a game to get too!”
Artemis rolled her eyes.
“Shut up Wally! Even you know Robin looks nice! I hope Becca knows how good you are.”
Robin smirked again, just staring at them.
“Well? Are we going?”
Artemis rolled her eyes, following Wally and Connor out of the kitchen. Kaldur followed, but Megan stayed behind long enough to hug Robin and kiss his cheek.
“Don't let her get away,” Megan whispered before flying out of the room.

“Here. Try this.”
Becca opened her mouth and Robin placed the spoon in her mouth. She smiled.
“It's good. But the sauce needs more...herbs.”
“Aww. You're never satisfied, are you?”
Becca smiled again. She grabbed his vest, pulling Robin towards her. She kissed him and pulled away.
“I'm satisfied. With you.”
Robin smiled, placing his lips over hers again. Becca had shown up in a short black dress. The end of the skirt was ruffled and the dress itself was sleeveless. Becca wore lace leggings and lace gloves. Her usual battle boots had been traded in for a sleek black pair of high-heeled boots. Her gloves were fingerless, necklaces hanging around her neck. Her hair rested on her shoulders in two pigtails, a little skull bobby pin in her hair. She looked beautiful, and quite frankly, Robin didn't want to stop holding her. Becca's lips smiled against his own and she pulled back.
“You look very nice,” she complimented.
“You too. Almost too nice.”
Becca smirked putting a hand on his shoulder.
“Don't worry. They'll be plenty of time for kisses later. But I do have one question.”
Robin raised his eyebrows at her.
“Please take the glasses off. Please. Pretty please?”
Robin smiled, taking his sunglasses off. Becca stared into his electric blue eyes and felt her heart melting. She grinned.
“I just love your eyes.”
Dick smiled at her. Becca stole a quick kiss before moving to the other side of the counter. Dick looked at her with confused eyes.
“Sorry. But if we stay close together, we'll never eat.”
Dick broke into a smile and Becca smiled back.
“Alright Miss Stevens. I'll make you a deal.”
It was Becca's turn to raise her eyebrows.
“And what would that be Mr. Grayson?”
“You finish the sauce, I'll do the pasta and dessert, and then we can both...finish our earlier task.”
Becca smiled.
“Do we have a deal, Miss Steven?”
“Indeed we do Mr. Grayson.”

Dick couldn't say how they had gone from eating to kissing, but neither did he want to figure it out. The moment was too perfect, the feeling too held back. They had waited months for this and gone through too much. This moment was theirs. Even if the others were to come back, Dick doubted they would stop. Even for his teammates. Becca smiled against him as he pushed her against the wall. She grabbed his hands, lacing their fingers together.
“They staying out?” she muttered.
“Til midnight.”
“You sure?”
“Mhmmm.”
“One hundred percent sure?”
“Shut up?” Dick muttered, smiling against her lips.
Becca laughed, but it was cut off as he kissed her again. Dick felt her kissing back, and wanted to hold her. But Becca kept their fingers locked together. She hit the wall and they stopped moving. Becca breathed out her nose and Dick could feel himself becoming dizzy. He wanted her. Oh God, how he wanted her. He knew by the way she kissing, that Becca wanted him too. Dick started walking backwards, towards the sofa. Becca followed, their lips still firmly connected. Dick stopped just short of hitting the couch and freed their hands. His hands immediately grabbed Becca's waist and neck, pulling her close. Becca brought her hands to his hair in the best way they ever could.
“Dick...,” Becca breathed.
He responded only by pulling her closer. He took half a step back and they fell down onto the couch. Becca landed on top, and moved her hands from his hair, to either side of Dick's face. It wasn't long before they broke for air. Becca sat up and moved to the floor. Dick sat beside her. He put a hand to the back of her neck, leaning over to kiss the exposed flesh.
“Dick, wait.”
Becca pulled back. She looked at him, eyes filling with tears.
“Becca. What's wrong?”
“I'm not ready.”
“Ready? Ready for what?”
“I-I love you Dick. You know I love you to no end. But...I'm scared.”
“Of what?”
“What could happen if we go too far.”
“Becca. Look at me. I promise. I can wait forever if that's how long it's going to take for your fears to go away. But I'll never stop loving you.”
Becca smiled.
“Thanks Dick.”
She placed a hand on his thigh, looking at him. She leaned in closer, and their lips touched. With a soft breath escaping through her nose, Becca pulled herself up and onto Dick's lap, straddling it smoothly. She pressed up against him, tilting her head to create a deeper kiss. Their eyes shut and tongues twined. A small mewl came from her as Becca felt hands slid across her ass. The odd thing was, it wasn't necessarily sexual. They just wanted to that she was real. The hands left her ass to slide further down her nicely toned legs, sliding up the front and onto her stomach.

When the team came back, they could hear soft music playing from the living room. They peeked inside, blushing when they saw the two slowly dancing. They pulled back and looked at each other.
“What now?” Wally asked.
“Let's just sleep out here,” Willow suggested. “I don't want to bother them.”
“Willow, they've had three hours to themselves. Let's go.”
“But Erin you would never want us to do that to you.”
Erin sighed.
“Alright. We'll let the kids stay.”

Becca got up around one and moved into the living room. She peeked into the training room, finding the others asleep there. She smiled and picked up the holograms that she and Dick had recorded earlier. She slipped back into the room, sitting on the bed.
“I told you the dancing holograms would do the trick,” she said.
“We have this side of the mountain to ourselves?” Dick asked.
“Yep.”
Dick smiled, coming up to kiss her.
“I love you.”
“I love you too, Dick.”