Family Matters
by Smitty

Renee Montoya started at the knock on her door. She wasn't expecting anyone and unannounced visits in Gotham tended to be bad for one's health. She got her gun from the breadbox and padded over to the door, checking the peephole before swinging the door wide open.

"Commissioner!" she blurted out, stepping aside to let Jim Gordon amble into her apartment. "I wasn't expecting you."

"Jim," he reminded her, lifting his scarf from around his neck. "Sorry 'bout that. I would have called first but I was in the neighborhood and thought--well." He coughed and handed over a bottle of wine--good wine, Renee noted, reading the label.

"Thank you," she said, touched. "Let me take you coat. Come in and sit down."

He thanked her and let her hang up his coat as he moved to the couch and sat down with a sigh.

"I actually came to invite you and your girlfriend to dinner," he said, fiddling with his cane. "Figured maybe things at your folks place might be awkward or something but..." He looked up at Renee and smiled. "You always have a place in my family. Both of you."

Renee's eyes swelled with tears.

"Thanks... Jim."

Author's Notes: Renee Montoya was recently outed in issues of Gotham Central. Her parents, being very traditional, were very upset. Also, I know I never said what she did with her gun after opening the door--I ran out of room. :)

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