The Surprise

As the final month of the summer program wound down, Maggie and her friends decided to make the most of their remaining time together. The bustling streets of England became their playground as they wandered from one adventure to the next, savoring every moment. One sunny afternoon, the group found themselves in the heart of London. Maggie led the way as they explored the vibrant markets and quaint shops, each offering a glimpse of English charm. Her mission was clear: find gifts for everyone back home. The first stop was a cozy bookstore tucked between two larger buildings, its windows lined with old tomes and quirky trinkets.

"For Barbara," Maggie said with a smile, pulling a beautifully bound journal from the shelf. Its cover was embossed with a constellation design, a perfect fit for her intellect and curiosity. She tucked it under her arm, already envisioning Barbara filling it with notes and ideas.

Their next stop was a quirky gift shop, brimming with all kinds of treasures. For Alfred, Maggie found a delicate porcelain tea set painted with intricate floral designs. She imagined him using it during one of his refined tea breaks at Wayne Manor.

"He'll love this," she said, holding it up for her friends to see.

"For your butler?" Oliver teased, earning a playful shove from Maggie.

"Yes, for Alfred," she replied, "He's family."

As they continued their journey, the group stumbled upon a vintage clothing store. Maggie spotted a leather-bound compass necklace, its design rugged yet stylish, and immediately thought of Jason.

"This is perfect," she murmured, running her fingers over the chain. She imagined him wearing it, a subtle reminder of her even when she wasn't around. Smiling, she added it to her growing collection of gifts.

For Dick, Maggie found a vintage pocket watch at an antique shop. It had a sleek, classic design with an engraving on the back that read *"Time flies, but memories last forever."* She thought it suited his style—practical yet sentimental.

Later, they returned to Windsor, where Maggie revisited the antique shop where she'd found the map of Gotham. She had carried it with her since the day she bought it, but now she knew exactly who it was for.

"This," she said, holding it up for her friends, "is for my dad. He'll appreciate the history behind it."

"Sentimental much?" Charlotte teased, though her smile was warm.

"Just a little," Maggie admitted, carefully wrapping the map in protective paper. "But he'll love it."

Their final adventure took them to a sprawling marketplace on the outskirts of town. Maggie wandered among the stalls, scanning for one last gift. She hadn't decided what it would be or for whom, but something caught her eye—a delicate an assortment charms adorned London: a red phone booth, a double-decker bus, and Big Ben.

"Perfect," she said softly, imagining it on her wrist as a reminder of her time here. A piece of England she could carry with her wherever she went.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a golden glow over the marketplace, Maggie stood with her friends, her bag filled with gifts and her heart brimming with gratitude. These final days had been a whirlwind, but they were a reminder of the memories she'd cherish long after the summer ended. Maggie grinned as she ended the call with the airline, her heart racing at the thought of pulling off the ultimate surprise. An earlier flight meant she could get home a day ahead of schedule, and with a little help from Alfred and Barbara, she might finally do what few had ever accomplished—surprise Bruce Wayne. She immediately dialed Alfred, explaining her plan.

"I want to surprise him, Alfred. You know, the guy who always knows *everything. *"

Alfred chuckled warmly on the other end.

"A tall order, Miss Maggie, but I'll do my part. I'll keep Master Wayne's schedule as routine as possible and ensure he remains none the wiser."

"Perfect," Maggie said, her grin widening. "

I'm also roping Barbara into this. She's going to pick me up and help me sneak into the Batcave."

"Ah, Miss Gordon is an excellent co-conspirator," Alfred said with amusement.

"I shall await the results of this daring operation."

Next, Maggie called Barbara, who answered with her usual energy.

"Maggie! What's up?"

"I need your help to surprise my dad," Maggie said, laying out her plan.

Barbara laughed, already intrigued.

"You're telling me we're going to surprise the *world's greatest detective*? I'm so in."

Maggie could hear the excitement in her voice and smiled.

"Great. You pick me up from the airport, I'll stay at your place for the night, and when Bruce and Jason are on patrol, we head to the Batcave."

"Done," Barbara said without hesitation.

"This is going to be epic."

Later that evening, Maggie arrived at Barbara's apartment, lugging her suitcase inside. Barbara greeted her with a hug and immediately started making plans for the next day.

"You know he's going to try to piece this together the second he sees you," Barbara said, handing Maggie a glass of water.

"Not if we time it right," Maggie replied, smirking.

"By the time he figures it out, I'll already be standing in the Batcave."

Barbara laughed, sitting down beside her.

"You've got guts, kid. I can't wait to see the look on his face."