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Two Thieves And A Baby Atom

"…Len, what the hell is that?"

"It's a baby."

"Why is it in the backseat of our getaway car?"

"I don't know."

"How did it get in our getaway car?"

Len doesn't answer this time, one part clueless, and one part staring at the baby that was making noises in it's basket, blissfully unaware of the two very confused criminals.

Two very confused criminals who had just finished robbing a bank.

"We need to go," Len said looking back at his partner, "police will be here in fiv—"

Wailing sirens was their only warning before red, and blue lights were flashing in their mirrors, getting closer, and closer.

Len turned, reached back, and grabbed the handle of the basket –and who the hell uses a woven basket in this day and age?-. He lifted, and placed the basket in his lap.

"Go." He then ordered his partner once the basket was secured.

Mick gunned it.

By the time they shake the police, and pull up to their safe house, the baby is asleep. An amazing feat considering Mick had almost flipped the car at one point.

~.~

"Sooooo, are we keeping it?"

Len looked away from the still sleeping baby to his partner who was lodging on something that was probably furniture at one point, finishing off a beer. The thief looked back at the baby, eyes narrowing in on the golden chain on the baby's wrist. Rotating it showed the same colored plate with elegant words engraved on it.

Raymond.

Logically, he knew he should just drop the baby off to a hospital, or even on someone else's doorstep. He was not the best person to care for another person, and not just because he stole things. He was trying his best of Lisa (this was his last heist, with Lewis in jail, and their grandfather having passed away, Lisa only had him now.) and he's sure he's only succeeding to a degree because it's them, but this was entirely different.

However, some part of him, the part that had him always had standing between his father and sister repeatedly. Objected to the notation, objected to him….abandoning this baby who looked only a few weeks old, and already life was being cruel to him.

No! Absolutely not, he and Mick were not babysitters, he was going to pick up the basket, get in the car, and—

The baby, Raymond, coo'ed, and blinked eyes open.

Big, dark eyes stared at him.

…..Crap.

~.~

In today's News, Central City National Bank was robbed today by criminal partners Leonard Snart, and Mick Rory. The two criminals were able to outrun the local authorities, however about two hours later, Snart was seen breaking into Mommy and Me. While money was stolen, the owners of the story also noted that numerous items were also missing, the police are baffled as what the criminal will do with the baby items.

~.~

Waking up to her brother trying not to burn down the kitchen was normal for the eleven year old Lisa Snart, even seeing Mick lodging on the old couch wasn't odd. What was odd, was seeing Mick staring at a baby carrier that was on the coffee table. Curious, she went over and peered in, eyes widening when she didn't see the expected (meaning jewelry, money, etc.). And when it did finally click at what she was seeing, she squealed.

"Lenny, I have a new brother!?"

"Told ya she'd be happy, Mick!" Len called from the kitchen.

Mick grunted, before leaning over to poke at the baby in the cheek, the baby twitched but doesn't wake up. After eating, which was spent with Lisa talking to Ray, tiny hand wrapped around her finger, then the girl actually eating, Len had to all but carry her out the door so that they would be on time for school. When he came back, Raymond was laid out on kitchen table, Mick was hovering over him, wearing thick gloves and mask that Len didn't even know they had. In the man's hands were thongs that Len had picked up at a dollar store.

Len blinked, then looked at Ray who didn't look concerned, then back at his partner.

"What?" Mick said, after he had pulled down his mask.

Sighing, Len went over, "Put those back," he said as he picked up the baby and to his room, he noticed that Mick had laid out the wipes and clean diaper, so not a total disaster.

Mick did just that, going to the kitchen rather quickly, and looking a little relieved.

"Never thought Mick was the squeamish type," Len said to Ray as he laid the baby down after laying out the changing blanket.

Ray yawned.

Honestly, he thought Mick would have been in the wind by now, then again, his partner hadn't really said anything when Len had told him he was out of the game. Just grunted, and asked about their final heist.

Sometimes, Len couldn't figure out Mick.

It wasn't always a bad thing.

~.~

Last night, Ray (Lisa's new nickname for him) had slept in the basket, however, tonight he was sleeping in the bassinet that Len had stolen, and it was put together in the afternoon (it took Mick an hour, a lot of cursing, and Len snickering in the corner). It was set up in his room, and honestly from what he remembered of his sister as a baby, he expected to get up at least once in the middle of the night.

To his surprise, both he and Ray slept peacefully through the night.

Len had no complaints.

"Keep it up," Len said as he changed the baby's clothes, "and we will get along just fine."

Ray just hiccupped.

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