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Barbara sighed and pulled her তরল পদার্থ রাখিবার জন্য টব off. The cold, hard piece of rubber sat on her ডেস্ক and she sighed. The night had bee rough. ব্যাটম্যান and Robin always seemed to have everything under control when she got there. She wasn't needed.

Barbara sighed again and buried her head in her hands. She woke to a sharp rapping on her door.

"Babs?" her father called. "Barbara get up!"

Barbara moaned and sat up sleepily. It was ten o' clock.

"Shit." she muttered. She was about to answer the door when she saw her cowl, which reminded her she still had her costume on.

"Barbara, for the last time--" Gordon froze when he saw Batgirl, তরল পদার্থ রাখিবার জন্য টব on. "Batgirl, what--?"

The Dark Damsel was gone.

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"I don't know, Sam!" Barbara exclaimed. "I wanted so badly just to pull the তরল পদার্থ রাখিবার জন্য টব off and tell him who I was."

"But আপনি didn't." Sam ব্যক্ত from the other end of the line. Barbara groaned and rolled over on her বিছানা so she was lying flat on her back. "Some genius আপনি are."

She could practically see Sam's charming smile. "Why do আপনি not tell him?" Sam asked.

Barbara hesitated. "I don't know. Part of me says because he would be put in danger."

"He's the police commissioner of Gotham City. He's almost in as much danger as ব্যাটম্যান is."

Barbara sighed. "I know. Another part of me thinks I don't because he'd worry too much."

"Babs," Sam said, shifting his entire concentration to the conversation. "Your father is so proud of you. He's one of the smartest men in the world. My opinion: he knows. He's just waiting for আপনি to tell him."

Barbara sighed. "So I should tell him?"

"Only if আপনি feel. It's. Right." Sam said. She could practically feel hom poking her in the chest.

"Thanks, Sam."

"No problem. What are বন্ধু for?"

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"What are বন্ধু for?"

Sam sighed and picked up the phone. He speed-dialed Barbara's number.

"Yello." she said.

"Barb, it's me. I need someone to talk to."