Windy didn't have time to look through the essay from three years ago as Bullock started questioning her regarding her knowledge of the explosion. Bringing up Scott Teasdale, however, got the detective to mutter darkly under his breath. Apparently, the whole family was as crooked as they came. GCPD just didn't have proof on the parents. After giving Bruce a nod, he headed back for the commissioner with Windy's deposition.<br/><br/>Harrington nodded. "There's no doubt on how astute Windy is, Mr. Wayne."<br/><br/>Molly had been, for the most part, ignoring the conversation. She wasn't even the Molly referred as having been interviewed by Fox; Marisnick. She looked right at Bruce when he paused after saying 'velocity'. Windy and Harrington exchanged nervous looks, just barely readible. Everyone else, including departing detective Bullock, pretty much ignored the pause.<br/><br/>Windy sighed once the three were alone. "I know what me father wul' say... I'd be a fool to be lettin' th' deal like this t' escape me grasp."<br/><br/>"Uh... Thing is, Windy... He<b>knows</b>. He knows your hero identity."<br/><br/>"Molly, you're being too worried. Windy wasn't exactly careful when she got her powers in that freak accident as a junior in high school. It's why I insisted she minored in Literature and Lore."<br/><br/>"Aye, an' actually one o' yer better ideas, Professor. Wi' Chemical Forensics as me major, an' Language and Lore as me minor, I all but guaranteed meself a job in somethin' i liked."<br/><br/>"Besides... Your origin screams for it to be solved." Harrington said calmly. "Fireworks. Lightning. And just the right amount of brick mortar."<br/><br/>Windy nodded absently. "Then we all agree it's a swee' deal, in spite o' th'<i>possibility</i>he knows... But, an' here's where ye be thinkin' ol' Windy's gone daft, he might've been wantin' a Chemical Forensics tech on staff t' investigate somethin' big, an' who better than one who could be a hero?"<br/><br/>"When you put it like that, Windy, It's beneficial to both of you. " Harrington nodded.<br/><br/>At ten pm, after framing her diploma, Windy pulled out the essay  and began reading it... Until she found the note. The GCPD roof? What an odd place to visit and share secrets... Still her curiosity was piqued.<br/><br/>Commissioner Gordon raised an eyebrow as a pink streak came to a halt near him and the turned on Batsignal, revealing itself to be a young woman. "You're new.  Let me guess. Batflash. Nice firesuit. Vintage ARCA, if I'm not mistaken... From a time before you were a lightning flash in your dad's eyes."<br/><br/>Windy, in her guise as Velocity, complete with pink domino mask, nodded. "Aye, ye nae be mistaken, Commissioner, sir. Belonged t' a tire changer on Bill Venturini's championship pit crew o' th' 80s."<br/><br/>"You're meeting your new partner here, then. Batman." A sigh. "At least you're independent otherwise. Ironically, with your flash of color... You just might fit in."<br/><br/>Windy just managed an interested hum. If the secret being revealed was what she surmised... Batman was going to have to be subtle, since it looked like she was going to be thrown right into her first case as his new partner... Or was she?